Her day had started with hyper activity, sweets, and racing around the house. But when a Chunin named Fukusha Shigeru arrived at the house in the middle of the chaos, he quickly put a stop to it. It didn’t take him long to catch her, he was faster than she was after all, though it took some convincing to get her to realize he really was there at her father’s insistence and she really was going to have to do as he said. Of course, the first thing he put her to doing, was cleaning up the mess she had created.
She started out in the living room, where she had actually ended her run earlier in the day, and couldn’t help the grumpy face she was making. The room was an absolute mess.
“Just what am I supposed to do with this?” she grumbled.
“You clean.” Shigeru replied gruffly, thrusting a broom and dustpan into her hands.
“Start with the glass, don’t use your hands or you’ll just end up hurting yourself.” Once the girl took the broom from him he went to grab a trash can and returned quickly and set it down.
“You’ll do it by yourself.”
Hikari continued to grumble as she took the broom and dustpan from Shigeru and looked around. She stepped around carefully to find a corner to start in, and started sweeping up. The glass made odd sounds that Hikari found oddly pretty as she swept it up. But the sounds hardly made her happy, and neither did the cleaning. As Shigeru looked on, both to supervise her and to make sure she didn’t make a break for it, Hikari kept on with the cleaning. She started out by sweeping up glass and debris. Once Shigeru told her she’d gotten enough of it up, he let her start to pick up objects that had survived the crashing display cases. She set them aside along one wall so that they could be put away when replacements would inevitably arrive for the display cases she had wrecked in her morning havoc. Once every item was picked up and put back, she had to start trying to move furniture back into place and that actually took Shigeru’s help. The girl already felt like she was sweating bullets from the work when the room was done, but when she looked at Shigeru after the living room had been picked up he only grinned at her.
“Onto the next one.”
Hikari groaned as she was taken by the man on to the next room, the spare room she had trashed. In this one she hadn’t so much broken furniture as she had knocked a lot of things over. She picked up things from the floor and started putting them away carefully. Items that would have to be washed she put away in baskets for the servants to wash later, but most of it just needed to be put away. The closet was soon refilled, the doors carefully closed. The dressers were picked back up, drawers put back into place, items put back into them. The bed was carefully put back into place and remade.
Of course that wasn’t the last room either, she was taken back to her own bedroom. Yet again she had to straighten things up, including find her small chubby lizard friend who had hidden during the chaos before. Shigeru wound up holding the creature while Hikari did the work. The hardest part of cleaning up her room wasn’t picking it up or remaking her bed, it was actually trying to get the scrolls back in place. She had to be careful as she picked some of them up, rolling them back up cautiously and tying them off so they’d be properly closed up again before putting them on her desk. The girl felt so tired already she plopped down in her chair afterwards to try and catch her breath.
“You’re not done.”
“I’m tired.”
“You’re not done, and if you don’t get up I’ll make you get up by one of your horns.”
Hikari turned her head slowly and glared up at Shigeru, grumbling under her breath before getting up and leaving her bedroom as well. Shigeru carefully put the little lizard creature in a basket on her desk before he followed her out. Hikari’s next and last stop was the kitchen, where she had to face quite a few pairs of glaring eyes. In here it was tricky, the room had long since been cleaned up and picked up, but when she tried to shrug and leave, Shigeru was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed to stop her.
“There’s nothing to do!” she protested.
Shigeru grinned and pointed to one of the servants.
“Her.”
Hikari grumbled and wandered over to the woman, who immediately motioned to a bowl. Noticing the woman had one herself it didn’t take Hikari long to realize what was expected of her. Taking the bowl she had been given, Hikari washed her hands first, but then stuck her hands in the dough in the bowl and immediately started working it with her hands, kneading it roughly as she grumbled at it and at the work she was doing. Even after only a few minutes her hands were hurting profusely, her knuckles were aching and the girl was trying not to cry.
“It’s just bread, if you can’t knead it for a meal, how can you ever be a shinobi?”
Hikari spun and glared at Shigeru before chucking the bowl of dough at his head.
928/900 Endurance training
