Mail Delivery [Enzo- Solo D-Rank Mission]

This working thing wasn’t so bad, Enzo felt as if he was getting the hang of it. Slowly but surely, he would have enough money to someday move out of his Aunts place and be lazy all on his own. Maybe that’s not the reason of motivation that he was giving, but Enzo still made it look like he was doing this for other reasons, besides the truth of only wanting to be left alone. He didn’t know how much he had to pay in order to get his own place, but his aunt was a madwoman and didn’t give up on shoving down the importance of being an adult own his throat.

This particular assignment was circled around delivering some mail and packages around the village. The mail and the packages ha to be delivered before daybreak, so it was quite important for the mail to be delivered on time. The last person sprained their ankle, so he wouldn’t be able to do the run today while he waited for the medical ninja to get around to him. However, they didn’t want the mail to be delivered late. “Hey, kid!” The head mailman would say in a booming voice as he looked at Enzo up and down. “sup?” Enzo said bit casually towards the man, probably getting on his nerves. “How fast are you? Are you that Enzo kid that answered the job? Sorry about being on such short notice, but we really did need someone today.” He was clearly frustrated as he handed the bag over to Enzo. “Think you could get the job done?” Enzo knew that he could move at B rank speeds, which was good enough for what this man had in store for him. The overall movement could possibly bring him to make the deliveries in record time.

“Sure thing!”

WC 306/500

All that could be heard at the time being was the crackling steps of Enzo utilizing crashing ground in order to get around. While he had the mail bag on his back, Enzo skillfully swooped around the neighborhood at B rank speeds in order to drop the mail at the front doorstep. However, there have bee a few mishaps or attempts to derail the young genin. For example, offering Enzo any kind of sweets of treats would be thrown at him in order for him to come inside the house, but Enzo always declined. “Sorry, can’t stop , have a time limit. “ That was the most of his response, keeping to his word. As Enzo started to wind down to the last few packages, he actually had to wait for the person to come to the door. That part of the deliveries couldn’t have bene any more painful, waiting. “ Tap Tap Tap…” Enzo never necessarily knew why he was so impatient when it involved something stimulating, was it a bakuhatsu thing?” Sign here..” Enzo would hand them the paperwork and be on his way. After the last delivery, he quickly returned to the mailroom. “Did it, made the time. “

500/500

Mission Complete