Naruto walked past the entrance of Peace Village. With a slice of bread in his mouth, Naruto looked around, the surrounding atmosphere the same as the village’s name was. There were kids playing around, and the adults went through their usual working routines. For the old people, in the other hand, most of them were busy having chats about something that the world didn’t very care about. Being old felt great to them, they didn’t need to think or worry about anything anymore. Sighing, Naruto swallowed the last piece of bread from the slice that was between his lips. “Well now, I’ve got to find an old woman’s house..”
Naruto wondered around, looking for his client’s house. The designs of the houses in the village didn’t differ much, only the obvious difference was always could be seen on the rooftops. Naruto continued the almost aimless walk, peeking at his job flyer now and then, reassuring himself of the job’s description. Near the path he was walking along, there were kids happily playing football.
Naruto wondered around, looking for his client’s house. The designs of the houses in the village didn’t differ much, only the obvious difference was always could be seen on the rooftops. Naruto continued the almost aimless walk, peeking at his job flyer now and then, reassuring himself of the job’s description. Near the path he was walking along, there were kids happily playing football.