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Oko opened up the back doors of a fairly large truck ten kilometers away from the Festival, and climbed in. She looked around the dark, dainty room, to find a box. Opening the box, Oko found about two dozen firecrackers stacked inside. She looked around. There must have been at least twenty of these things laying around, and at least a few other trucks with these boxes. She was glad that Kirigakure was the first to arrive, for at this rate, she can make it back to the Festival on the motorized bicycles, and still have a hour to spare before everyone gets here and the Festival begins. She picked up the box with her two clammy hands. Contrary to Oko's petite appearance, she was actually well-versed in hand to hand combat. Knowing that she may be stripped of her chakra abiltiies in the future, as there were techniques that could negate chakra - supposedly a boy could use it to try to rape her if they found her to his liking, and so she must train her body to pummel her assailants with as much precision as possible.

So, she was able to lift the box easily. She went in and out loading the box onto the bikes, or the heakies as her fellow Kirigakure ninja called it. She could see a few other people at work, and realized that a friend of hers was here. "Ah, Yukiko. Can you come over and help me with this, please?' she asked. Yukiko came over obediently, and helped Oko load the 7th box onto the heakie. "There, you go Haruhi-chan." Oko blinked twice, noticing for the first time that her new friend called her by her surname. "Ah, sorry, but it looks like I haven't told you yet. You can just call me Oko. It'd be weird of I call you by your first name, and you don't call me by name." "Ah...oh.... it's just that....Haruhi sounds cuter..." Oko blinked three times.

At the end of the day, Oko moved her neck and shoulders around, to free herself from the strain. She had helped a few others carry their boxes as well. Really, how would leave this many fireworks like this? Probably a guy. Probably a guy.....

And so they returned. Oko didn't really know how to ride a heakie, but Yukiko showed her the basics. Pedal. Wheel. Brake. Gas. And eyes on the road. At first, Oko had put in too little thrust, so she was falling behind. She stepped on it, and her heakie went full speed, and eventually even surpassed everyone else's. "Gahhhhhhh!!!!" she screeched at the top of her lungs, both scared of the accelerated velocity she was going at and excited at the adrenaline-pumping exhiliration it gave. It kinda felt like giving birth to a baby, except in the proper way. Well no, not really, it actually wasn't anything like that.

They returned in 45 minutes, and arrived at the place of festive origins. Oko looked around with delight at the decorated tags, and the traditional, very Oriental design costumes that laid around. Truly, the Festival this year will be better than last year. Last year was cold, and it had an ice/snow theme. Course it got too cold, and Oko caught a cold of her own. But now this looked like the kind of celebration to be illuminated with lights and action. She didn't know what she was going to do. Oko unloaded the boxes, and distributed sets of fireworks one at a time to the employees/natives that came by to help her with her stuff. After a short while, all of the boxes were emptied of its content, and they were stacked within a tent. She looked inside to see that there were multitudes of boxes stacked around each other, proof that they were not the only ones to have done this. Apparently someone got really lazy. Mission accomplished.

As she was walking towards the enka performance, Yukiko pulled her towards the side of an old, ancestral building, and placed her hands on her mouth. "Sh.... Haruhi-ch- I mean Oko, some boys from Sunagakure asked me to lift up my shirt. What should I do?" she asked.
Oko had a dumb look on her face, as her eyes dilated to two dots, and she looked at Yukiko foolishly. "Ahoda.... you know what to do", she said. She took Yukiko's hand, and the both of them ran away.....

Her friends had hurried her farewell, and she'll embark on a trip to the Land of Waves with her ninja class - the Genin of Kirigakure. Everything had been prepared for this day. She brushed her already glossy hair to superior fineness. She put makeup on - no need for the boys and girls of the other nations to make fun of her, although she didn't care what they thought, and she was extremely kawaii in the first place. Just an innocent little girl. She had picked out her favorite purple bra and pink panties to provide maximum comfort during the long trip. Her fancy red-trimmed black dress was curtailed and tailored by a friend of hers, to uphold the proper conduct that her good-for-nothing mother had instilled on her. She had not seen her mother since she gave birth. But this time, she added additional clothing. She was going to a foreign nation, so she was wary that boys may look at her in the most perverse manner, taking pleasure in her uptight ass. Many boys easily get turned on by her cute, defenseless face and try to get inside her pants, to lick whatever juicy nectar that was hidden by her black skirt and pink panties. But Oko had changed since that day. She had armed with her extreme fury and a prepared mind. She had additional layers of clothing under her address, and her skirt was tightly knitted down as if it were as good as a metal lock. Nothing could get penetrate her chastity now. Men like Hiro deserved to burn in hell.

And of course, Oko had her ninja equipment. She was going out barehanded, but she did keep her ninja pouches to surprise her attackers. Oko would attract a lot of attention. She was dressed fancily in black like an oujou-sama [princess], was small, and irrestiably attractive. Not even her friends could tell what was going on inside her eyes. No one knew about her clan or her misfortune. Oko made great care that Otsu was at home with her aunt and uncle. She will return to her daughter as soon as possible. Now exitting the village gates, Oko went on to the Land of Waves....

ko was half-way done chowing down on her bowl when Neru sat herself besides her. It took two seconds for Oko to notice the exposing bland shades of skin that permeated her peripheral vision and the semi-covered voluptuous boobs that bounced besides her. While eating on a salmon piece, she turned around - and stopped with eyes a little wider than a second prior. Some people would instinctively turn back around and immediately look back at the goddess that stood before them, but that instinct was erased in Oko's psychology; rather, she turned and her head stood still. She was immediately entrenched by the Mizukage's lewd body and took a good ten seconds, perhaps even fifteen seconds checking her out, as most men all around the world would have done. She could not help but be overwhelmed by the smell of vanilla lilac that seeped from Neru's skin, a fragrance that Oko took immense joy smelling for good smells led to good moods.

She was deeply envious of the illuminating white hair that Neru possessed. Oko admired herself for her flowing dark hair, but if a hair style is closer to the term "natural beauty" and "hot beauty", it'd be Neru's sexy bang-cut hair. It was wrapped very well around Neru's head, with long strands of silver fibers extending out on her left side. The lady must be a model or something, and a damn good one at that too, for she was not only kawaii, but also extremely pretty. Or a prostitute. Oko observed the ostentatious clothing style that Neru flaunted; her cleavage is easily seen and the monstrosity and pinkness of her tits can be visualized within the minds of observers using just what's visually seen of her breasts - and a lot can be told from her lewd breasts. Her outfit was incredibly skim and short, that Oko truly thought that it was custom-made. It fully showed her clean and smooth back that it effectively sexualized her. And her ass, her beautiful, fat ass showed fancy white panties that could barely cover her butt cheeks in a way that her own aunt and uncle would call the "sexual tempers of the flaming youth", "immoral", and "sinful". Should she slap that ass, she would be left with a feeling of touching something very soft and plushy. There was even a kinky blue bow tied right above her panties - as if she was begging to get laid. Oko looked down to see Neru's legs, and they were formidable. They were clearly strong legs that would be smooth and erotic to the touch in bed. Eventually Oko caught herself blushing a lot and noticed that she was done eating and swallowing her salmon, and mustered up the courage to respond to such an apparently indecent woman.

"Mhm.... the food is good" she muttered. She was oblivious to the fact that this is the new Mizukage, and for some reason could not turn back to her bowl. Rather, she just ate with her head to the side. But then Neru come into contact with it, and then she could feel the very lewd air coming off of Neru's sexualized body, particularly her breasts. Oko immediately panicked. This.... this girl is showing so much skin! so much skin! It's so hot! She's so hot... why is she so hot... Are woman supposed to be this beautiful? she conversed inside her head. She convinced herself that women this beautiful surely did not have a tragic childhood. After all with such beauty and Oko herself being an active hunter for beauty products and shopping, perhaps she has made a very new friend. Even if she was a prostitute. Or a slut. Oh well, Oko would teach this gal "education" for true women. She pointed at her bowl with her chopsticks. "This is sashimi....".

Oko pinched the right end of her mouth with her jaw/cheek muscles, making what appeared to be an annoyed or disgruntled face. Eventually, her eyes made its way back to where Neru's breasts were, and combined with her scent, Oko was provoked into doing a bold thing. One little touch on your kinky bra and your breasts can just bounce out open in front of everyone's eyes.. your pink titties are gonna point right at someone's mouth... but I bet you already knew that... no one can be soooo stupid to come out like this... You must like your breasts a lot.... Oko pondered.

Péniblée, Oko extended her hand and opened her palm to grab right on to Neru's left breast, applying minimal pressure to test its softness, durability, and immensity. The two women's skin warmed the other up between palm and boob. The owner had scurried away, but Oko had not noticed, nor did she notice that Neru was in the middle of eating her own bowl. Then, Oko amplified her grip on Neru's breast, applying a large grip on it similar to how a hand would crush a ball of putty. She squeezed Neru's left boob intensely now, so much that her fingers would leave marks on her milk-balloons and one could see the fat-juicy skin bulging out between Oko's fingers, sliding fittingly between them. These are big! Oko thought. It was way softer and more pleasurable to touch than her own mother's breasts. Any men who come in contact with these would abandon any honest or decent instinct - such as saying "oh my god im sorry!", and proceed to devour the angel, even if it meant raping her several times over each day.

Oko let go, squeezed it again, let go, squeezed it again, and did this two more times to see what real women have that she doesn't have. She did not necessarily want this quantity and quality on her, for it would only persuade men to fantasize about fucking her every single time they see her, and she is done with fucking for years now, but she did not want to be flat, either. "Everybody could see your bust," Oko said, with a more confident tone in her voice. She released her grip over Neru's breasts and ripped off some of the fabric from her shirt's sleeves and also took out what looked like a hankerchief and tied them together. "Stay still, please. I'm gonna cover them for you so that bad men don't try to grope you out of nowhere. You could also get bugs and diseases if you show too much skin like this, so be careful", she said as she began to wrap fabric on Neru's body, starting with the left breast.

The lady seemed to have submitted herself to Oko's groping of her boobs, as well as its covering. She could feel her breast warming up, which signaled either Neru was either pained or genuinely pleased with what Oko was doing. Apparently, she liked to be touched in the most direct ways. Tut, tut, tut. Using the torn fabric, Oko slipped it underneath Neru's unusual bra, covering all of the skin that would normally be shown on her body, and tied up a knot. Men everywhere would groan and disapprove of this. One could still see come cleavage, as Oko could not cover the breast skin that was above the linings of Neru's bra, but that was alright, the two of them could work on that later.

Oko realized that unless she asked the owner for some fabric, she herself would not be able to patch up Neru's exposed skin, and there were truly numerous exposed areas. Her entire back was left exposed, her shoulders were not covered, her panties were free for everyone to see, she needs some pants or shorts to cover her huge ass.... perhaps a huge jacket or overcoat could do the trick. Oko slipped the other half of her fabric into Neru's right bra, and was about to tie things up for her right breast, when she felt a sudden chill in her chest....

She looked down to see her own pink titties, but before she could even react, she felt Neru feeling her up, and even pinching one of her nipples. It was hot, and somewhat painful right around her breast area. Oko's boobs were almost flat, since she herself was still growing and recently just got into adolescence. Hot. Warm. Painful. Stinging. Stingy. But all of the heat that enveloped her breast was replaced by a very strange gut feeling. She found herself blushing intensely, and squinted her eyes a little, the side of her mouth even twitching to the side, as she struggled to complete the knot over Neru's right breast. "Wh...what are you..." she mammered, the gut feeling inside her increasing. It was as if something jelly-like and squishy was inside here. Was she feeling turned on?

Oko struggled to look up at Neru, and could see that she was busy eating her food as if nothing was happening, while Oko was quivering right besides her as Neru tickles her erogenous organ. "Y-you...." Oko looked really hot right now as her face got redder, and she was coming close to tears. Why? she pondered. And then, a sudden darkness came over Oko's eyes, as she remembered how own first and last sexual intercourse.... right when she was 11....

Stay still, babe..... The elder words of Haru echoed inside her head.
Stay still... kay? This is alright. This is natural between man and his wife. The Wanshin God knows this is natural. This isn't a sin. That's why our God is that way. To join us together, kay? To make us become one....
The haunting memory flashed back to Oko, as she recalled herself in Haru's big, rich bed, and herself in the middle of it, stripped naked down to her hips, with Haru on top of her. His knee was right below her genitilia, and she horridly remembered his hands over her chest, no boobs back then, but still tits. He pinched and wriggled them between two fingers, groping them as if she did have breasts, constantly and constantly touching her upper chest in a way only a molester would do. And then the shadow on her grew darker, as Haru bent downwards, his mouth open.....

"Kahhh!!" Oko screamed, suddenly, as she slapped Neru's hands aside and fell off of her chair, crashing violently to the ground, with her shirt still open but imperceptible to any incomers. Oko grasped her chest trying to cover it as she cringed up on the floor. "No....no....no....."

Spoiler:

"Ah la... Oko-chan.... you're so good!" Elder Khala commented, as Oko rubbed lotion on her leg. "Ah he he... this is nothing Oba-san..." Oko replied awkwardly, as she applied the skin rejunevater on Elder Khala's wrinkled old skin, and added in massage rubs to make her feel in place. "Ahhh.... Oko-chan, it seems like I've run out of paper towels, shall we go to the market?" she requested. Oko nodded in excitement. And off they went.

The streets of Kirigakure could be hard for an ailing old woman like Elder Khala. Although it was not busy like in Konoha, the mist can easily obscure her wiry eyes, and make her fall or bump into the wrong person. With Oko's young and fresh senses, she easily guided the old elder through the mist and into the shop. Oko kept away from strange men, as Elder Khala could not possibly defend herself, and Oko would be tied up trying to protect the elder. Oko found the paper towels in a section of the store. "Ahh... Oko-chan, aren't these so cute?" Elder Khala asked. Oko turned around, thinking that Elder Khala was talking about some kitties or puppies, but was shocked out of her mind when she saw an aisle of women's panties. "Erm..... um..... that's... not..." she started, but Elder Khala took out a thong. A thong. "Oko-chan, I think this woud be good for you!" "Obaaaaa-san!" Oko yelled, and the two of them had their fun in that particular little store....

Oko walked Elder Khala back home, making sure to take her arms and supports her side with her trained body strength. They made it home back to Elder Khala's house. "Oko-chan.... I can't seem to find my pencil.... oh!" Elder Khala was surprised that right after she sound that, Oko lifted the couch with her puny two arms, revealing the pencil that had been dropped under there. Elder Khala used her feet to roll the pencil towards her, bend down, took the pencil and went back up. "Thank you, Oko-chan!"

"Oko-chan, I need a second brush, this one bro- oh!" Elder Khala was also surprised to see that Oko had already handed her the second brush. "I got you, Oba-san!" Oko reassured. Elder Khala smiled at Oko. "Oko-chan....."

"Oko-chan, it seems that I need a third brush... can you run over to Setoshi's house for one?" she asked. Oko ran to Setoshi's house. He lived like 200 feet away, which was pretty far, but anything for Elder Khala, plus she was getting paid to do this. Elder Khala had been so nice to her. A nice old lady, who would never betray her. Someone that she could bond with and tell her her kunoichi life. When she arrived there ten minutes later, Setoshi appeared at the front door, with a black bag on his face. "Brush? Ah.... sorry, my last brush broke yesterday, so I kinda needed a new one... But here, you could take this pen!" he said. Setoshi disappeared back into his house, never to open the door again. Oko ran back to Elder Khala's house, and went in through the door. "Oba-san, I got a pe-..."

"Whoo- hoo, yeah baby , shake that thingg!!!" Elder Khala screamed, jumping all over her couch and wriggling her dry old ass around as she "danced" to a poster of half-naked man that Oko had never seen posted up on the wal.. "Uh....." Oba-san was using all of her joint and hip muscles like a 20-year old, flailing her arms and legs about without any pain. Oba-san realized that Oko had been watching her all this time and stopped. "Oh.... Oko-chan...." "Um.... Oba-san... you didn't need any... help, did you?" she asked. Elder Khala shook her head. "No.." "Erm.... Setoshi gave me a pen..... and I've gotta go... so... see you next time..." Oko put the pen down and left. Elder Khala went over to pick the pen up. "Oko-chan......"

Spoiler:

Dirty....dirty....dirty.... OKo looked at three, no, four empty cans that were littered just 8 meters aside of Kirigakure's main entrance. Delete....delete....delete..... Oko stepped on the cans, crushing them under her foot until they're nothing more than plastic paste. Destroy....destroy...destroy.... She dumped them on top of the disposal bin she was given. Oko sighed, wiping off the sweat on her forehead with three fingers. She had taken out her rage on some of people's lack of consideration using brute strength. Luckily, she had not seen any poop or anything around here. That made things a lot easier.

Oko made her way deeper into Kirigakure's outskirts. On one of her more casual strolls, she had found some unpleasant things lying around on the bare ground, but had not bothered to pick anything up. And as expected, it was still there. Banana peels were found flipped over on top of the ground, with half-eaten apples, orange shells that just missed its targeted bin, and tossed-out gum accompanied it. Die....die....die..... She put on some gloves and took out a farmer's pick. She stabbed the peels that were on the ground, as if stabbing a real person. She lifted her pick so that it's right on top of the open bin, and thrusted the trash into it. She did the same with the rest of the peels. Who knows how long they've been there.

Next were the rotting apples. And unfortunately they were in a worse condition since the last time she came here. Last time, it was just rotting away in color. This time, there were actually bees, mosquitoes, and whatever fly existed in the book swarming around the deprived fruit, eating its way through the trashy flesh. Oko was disgusted by this, as this was incredibly, incredibly disgusting. Destroy.....destroy...destroyyy!!!! Oko took out a kunai with an exploding tag and threw it a centimeter next to the apple. The next moment, the thing combusted and completely blew the apple up into a few tiny, rotting pieces. The flies were nearly vaporized by the explosion. Die....die....die.... she thought. Then she realized how excessive her action was and returned to a less yandere state of mind.

Oko cleaned up the apples and oranges, and alas arrived at the gum. The gum would not be simply picked up, so she has to use her hands this time, or else the gum would stick to the pick. Walking over there, she focused some chakra to her fingers, trying to attract the gum towards them while applying minimal force possible to get the job done. The gum was not gooey. At the touch of her tips, she had found it hard and rough. Still, she was able to peel the gum from the ground, cancelled her chakra flow, and wiped the gum onto the bag of the trash disposal. She did this with the rest of the gummy pieces. "Ah... all done!" she called out, glad that her work has been relieved.

But then she heard noises from two boys that were nearby. They couldn't possibly be ninja from the way they were dressed. But they were eating apples and one of them, and yet half-way through eating it, meaning for some reason he did not finish it, he tossed it away, and for some reason tossed it towards Oko's direction, and it rolled on the ground, and for some reason it rolled and stomped right on Oko's foot. Die, die, die, die, die!!!! Oko approached the two boys. "Um nyo.... can I please ask you not to just throw your food on Kirigakure's ground? We're trying to clean things up, you know? Thank you." "Hah! Who cares about that! We're from Konohagakure! The best village in the world! As if we care about where we dump our shit. Right, Nura-ri?" the boy who tossed the apple away said. "Mhm.... that's right, Baka-chii" Nura-ri responded. And after that, it seemed that Nurari was done eating his apple, and for some reason he was only half-way through eating it, and looked like he was able to throw it, for some reason, at Oko herself, accidentely. "Ohh.... is that so?" OKo now had a menacing tone in her voice. Her resentment towards the opposite male race had been confirmed. A vessel on her forehead pulsed very clearly to human eyes as she had a light grin on her face, her fists pumped against each other, as Nura-ri was just about to let go of the apple....

What happened next was truly fearsome, Using her bare fists and physical prowess, she punched, kicked, smacked, slapped, body-slammed, and beated the living daylights of the two boys, who were nothing but a pair of bruised-up bodies lying on Kirigakure's ground. Delete....delete....delete.... She contemplated throwing the two away in her trash disposal, for that is what they were. But as they were bleeding on the ground, she kicked the apples on top of their crippled bodies, and returned to the village, wanting some kaiseki.

Spoiler:

"Fuck you, litle slut! Are you tryin to hurt me?!" Kami yelled out the top of his lungs. Streams of tears rolled down from his bloodlusted, reddened eyes, as he began to take off his clothes, revealing his muscular, bare chest. He was clearly a prodigy among the Kaguya clan. Kami Kaguya had this rage/anger condition - almost a psychological disorder. The Kaguya were no strangers to disorders, so it didn't surprise Oko that he had such wild mood swings, he was too emotional and was out of control with his berserker-like hostility. 'Please listen to me! I'm not a slut..... listen! I'm sorry for confronting you like this, but if you just sit down and calm down, you're gonna feel a lot better about yourself!" she yelled at a moderately less loud tone. Damn.... this guy is definitely more powerful than me.... she thought, as Oko was clearly fearful of the fearsome Kami Kaguya. She was worried that he might hurt her so bad, even worse than what Haru did to her, that she cannot pursue the kunoichi life again. She was also frightened by Kami's immensely harsh voice. "Keh!" she yelled, as she slowly backed away from Kami. She struggled fighting against her fear.

Oko tried to form the Snake handseal, but her arms were shaking so there was quite a bit of hesitation. Kami saw this wavering, and interpretated it as a threat to utilize a jutsu that would subdue him. "I am the strongest.... you can't do this to me..." he seethed, as he charged towards Oko at full speed, covering a good 40 meter distance as his rib cage portruded out of his chest. Oko had initiated the Domu technique in time, covering her skin with hardened earthern chakra,  so she was able to defend herself from the ten bone finger bullets that shot at her way. Oko bounced backwards, still feeling the blunt pain from being hit by high-velocity projectiles. "Keh! So long as I have Domu on, I can protect myself from the attacks of men.... but to lower myself to this state just to survive in close quarters..." Just then, she saw marrow blades sticking out of Kami's palms, and she was met with a bone slash right in the shoulder. She was protected against the cutting attack, but she was clearly overwhelmed by the Kaguya's assault and was forced backwards. He was slightly faster than her, so her backing away didn't really help. She just kept her arms up, shielding herself from slashes to the head area. "Useless, useless, useless!" he cried out. Peppered by the Dance of the Willow, Oko decided that she must not stay on the offensive, but be aggressive. Summoning up her resentment towards men as she was constantly attacked, Oko thrusted her arm out to parry Kami's arm, which would also repel it. Kami, surprised by Oko's sudden expertise in Taijutsu, was caught off guard while in his berserker rage. Oko took advantage of her counter-attack, by launching a direct punch to Kami's gut, which was semi-protected by his rib bones. Kami swooped down to the side - barely standing. "You....dirty sleazebag!" she insulted. Oko twirled her body around in mid-air, and punted Kami with a kick, shoving him to the railings of the bridge, and Oko could see that Kami had trouble getting up. "Domu increases the striking power of my punches.... no doubt that you felt like you were whacked by an iron ball. Stop. Right. Now." she demanded.

Now there was a new air in Oko, as her eyes were filled with bloodlust - the bloodlust a real shinobi would have. Her angry impulses which were latent until her assault by a boy had now been unveiled, and Oko was ready to use whatever means necessary to complete this mission. "DANNNCEEE OFF THE CAMELLIIIAA!!!" he rushed projected a sharp bone blade from his hand and used it as an actual weapon, whacking Oko with numerous blows. Oko could see a sharp spike in speed so she guarded instinctively, feeling the blade that could cut through steel inflicting scratches all over her. Soon, the blade will draw blood as well. I have to get off of this bridge..... she thought, and so Oko jumped away from Kami, landing on the ground so that she can use the surrounding earth. Kami followed after her, unable to control his emotions, and bashed into her, punting her 5 meters away. "Guuuhhhhh.." she grunted, feeling the struggle of the mission. "Dance of the Larch!" Bones portruded all over Kami's body, like some serious whacked-up disfiguration job. Oko's Domu skin faded away, now no longer able to shield herself from incoming attacks. "I'm not going to go down!" she shouted as she summoned up some handseals. Kami charged at her, unafraid of confronting her. Oko no longer had protection, and Kami was completely equipped with killing bones suited for close combat. If he came at her right now, he could literally end this in an instant. But 8 meters away from her, Kami felt the ground beneath him sink, and it did. A 25 m^2 square of rock submerged 5 meters underground, creating a large pit drop. Oko stood above Kami Kaguya, as she confidently held the high ground. 'Give up!" she ordered, throwing a kunai with an exploding tag attached to it. Kami saw this coming and backed away quickly to the far edge of the "wall", avoiding the explosion. He then jumped on the inner walls of the pit so he could get back up again, but as he did so Oko threw two more exploding kunais at the moving Kami, and the explosions nearly hit him, sending up all kinds of smoke and debris. Kami blitzed through all of them and found himself jumping towards the stationary Oko, the top of his head just 4 meters away from her legs. But then Kami noticed that there was a kunai with an exploding note 3 meters down from the top of the pit, stuck to the wall that Kami was now charging right into, in mid-air. Oko must have put it there while Kami was blindisded by the exploding kunais. "SHIT!" he yelled, as the kunai went off and he was hit in the legs by it, which moderately burned his ankles. Kami fell to the ground, having great trouble moving, as his bones retreated back into his body and blood spilled from his mouth. He would not be able to run again for a long time. Kami looked up at the pleading Oko as the rock elevator slowly came back up, and could clearly see her cute lewd panties, which calmed Kami down enough as he stared at the world behind those panties....

Oko dragged Kami back to his mother Kaino. Mission completed.

Spoiler:

Oko went past the borders of Kirigakure and sprinted towards the "Badlands" of Kirigakure. She would not be able to uncover all of the dead bodies in Kirigakure's outskirts, but she should be able to bring back at least three. She hardly knew the general area of where they were, but if people were being killed, it'd be in the trehcerous Badlands. She was no expert tracker nor did she have enhanced senses, so she would have to rely on some kind of vague sign or clue. This is where her Doton was useless to her. The earth was not her friend here. It did not hide the bodies. It simply spread them out so far that she didn't know where they were. Oko dashed through the trees, until she encountered a wasteland of a former plains. Even the lake had been nearly vaporized. She surveyed the area of destruction. She had no idea what took place here. The ground was burnt into a dark gray, and few grass life can be seen. Yet, there were no bodies. That must mean that the enemy must have taken them some place else, or the battle shifted elsewhere. Oko was stumped, as she could not figure out where they were.

They could be buried deep underground, which would allow her to use the Hiding Like A Mole jutsu to dick them back up. They could be thrown into the trees that she came from, and she simply didn't see them. The bodies could be anywhere, so long as it wasn't in our present field of view. Oko began to weave handseals for her Doton, but just as she was curling up into her last handseal, Oko saw a shade in the air to the east of her. She immediately crouched down and went for her ninja pocket, afraid that there might be an enemy. But instead, as she focused her eyes, Oko could see that it was a piece of clothing, and very definitely a Kirigakure trend, for she remembered the stripe pattern to be a fashion craze just 3 years ago. She approached the piece of clothing, and then she saw another one stuck to a tree. She approached the tree . Are the bodies buried underneath here, after all...? Oko thought. Oko ran up a nearby plateau to scan the entire wasteland, and it was a good thing she did so, for if she had taken her earlier path, she would have ended up exhausting herself and would have failed in her mission. From her viewpoint, she could spot half of a pants as well as several kunai and shuriken stuck to the ground at a distance away from the wasteland. The battle was taken elsewhere....

She steadily jumped down towards where the remnants were, and could see that they led up to a mountain path. There, she saw hints of blood. She froze up. Oko was not a stranger to blood, especially her own. But seeing someone else's blood, someone who is already dead, is quite unnerving. She headed up the mountain until she reached a level plane, and her eyes widened into a terrible cringe as she saw the bodies of 5 men, three of whom were definitely Kirigakure ninja. Dried blood scoured the earth, and Oko could see that some of them were half-eaten by parasites and bacteria, reduced to semibony corpses. Oko sighed, feeling a queasy feeling in her stomach, but she would not throw up. It was not enough, now that she was a little more hardened. She cut off a piece of fabric from her shirt and tied it around her nose, to keep her from smelling the dead body too much. The fabric was scented, so she should be fine. Unfortunately, she did not have an instant transportation jutsu with earth, as she had to manually carry things herself. However, she could make it so she could make it easier with her. Oko used the Hiding Like A Mole technique, took two of the dead ninja's legs, and burrowed underground, heading for the Kirigakure morgue that was several hndred meters away. By turning the earth before her into fine sand, she can move across smoothly as if she were swimming underwater (except without the need to come up and breath), and would deposit the dead bodies in the morgue 20 minutes later...

Oko returned by the same method, having honed her Doton jutsu to an extensive degree. But she felt wary from carrying those two, so she decided to use her own strength this time to carry one last shinobi bag, by dragging him to the morgue this time, which took a little over a hour, given Oko's attempts at sprinting......

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Oko liked pets. She liked them very well. She didn't like actual dogs too much (like bull dogs). Their barks raised her heart beat, and that was not a good thing. But small puppies and cute kitties are just fine. She wandered around the pet store with employee clothing. The manager was absent, and the clerk was absent-minded and minding his own business, tending to customers who are coming in for pet equipment or just reading the village newspaper. It was feeding time for the puppies. She took the puppies outside to the kennel at the back of the store and placed their bowls right in front of them. Oko had found a selection of "Akira's Chau Chau". She judged the dogs' weight to be at a relatively moderate size, so she fed them 4 ounces of dog food each. It was a combination of raw and wet meat, but at least there were kibbles thrown into the mix. The food here wasn't the best quality, but as the dogs seemed to be hungry and they were eating together, it tasted slightly more pleasant. Or at least it was slightly more tolerable.

Next were the kitties and here was the time of day that she expected the most. She had three felines lined up in the back of the store. She loved these lonely creatures so affectionately, as if they were much like her. cats have to exercise their instinctual skills and body finesse, and develops good behavior in them. She had a ball with a bell inside of it in one hand, and catnip toy mice in her pocket. She didn't like to create competition among the three companions, but she'll do what she must. Oko wiggled the ball in her hand, the echoes of the bell reaching the sound of the cats. She had to get them to want to play first, otherwise there's no use in playing around with them. Now the cats were looking right at the ball, and stealthily approached her. They looked like killers now. Oko tossed the ball into the air, and once it hit a wall, the cats sprung into action, racing towards the source of the bell vibration with agility. The fastest would win. They scampered through the air to grab the but, but then one cat bumped it to the side, making it bounce back into the ground and it rolled towards Oko. One cat sprang towards it before the others could, and was able to grab the ball and fondle with it. Oko stepped her feet into the paths of the other two cats, and protect the winning cat from getting punted. "No!" she said sternly. They obeied. She took the bell ball and placed it back where it came from. Then she shuffled the mouse out from her pocket and placed it on the ground, with dirt covering it. Now this was a different battle. The cats approached the ball and relied on instinct and timing - whoever can reach the carthasis of attack first will be the victor. Two minutes later, after the cats looked into the eyes of the toy mouse for that long, the tension growing, the air stiffening, the space warming up, did the center cat finally pounched on the mouse, and fondled it. Oko clapped her hands and took all the pets back in, for her shift was over.

She looked at the doggies and kittens at the pet store. Customers were too busy with fish and geckos to bother with the commonplace pets. But Oko looked into their weary, droopy eyes. She whispered to them that although no one is taking them now, that doesn't mean they are unwanted. Someone wants them. Someone is surely going to want them, and treat them right. She headed home to eat some su-zakana.

Name: Picking a Fight
Rank: B
Type: Normal
Mission given by: Various
Rewards: 250 Ryo
Participants: Chunin+
Daily: Repeatable
Description: On the outskirts of the village, there has been just a bit more violence than usual. It seems a couple of Genin from a minor country have taken it to causing trouble in the area. They will usually fight, beat, and steal from passing individuals. The threat is too little to involve the Anbu but it must be dealt with either way. Disguise yourself as a simple civilian, and once approach, teach them a lesson.

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Oko discarded her black dress that she wore in her earlier days as a Genin. Now, she was more free, more fresh, and changed her former costume to keep her white-blue sailor schoolgirl shirt with black skirt that goes 2 inches own her knees and black ninja leggings and black leather shoes. She did not have her ninja pouches with her, although she did hide two kunai each on her lap within her skirt. It would be impossible for people to tell if she was a kunoichi or not, as although she had certainly become bigger and more feminine, she was to people, just a really sexy teenage girl. And that was what she wanted. For this mission, she must look normal. And then, she must act normal. Her strides must not be refined or careful, they must be reckless and unknowing. She had to abandon all control over her movements in order to persuade the Genin who had just sprung up from the rocks to attack her................

"Whoa, whoa... hey...hey..." a Genin with a blue hat said. Oko was walking on a plain road on her way to the borders to the outside of the village, and the scene was still lightly colored by the mist. "We were wondering if you had some money we can borrow. You need money to get through the borders, so don't lie okay?' he said. The other Genin who had a red-hat just looked at her lewdly. Oko wanted to beat them up so bad, but not murder them. No, for some reason, as she had turned 15 recently... and her daughter's birthday is coming up in about 2 weeks, her bloodlust towards men had slightly deteoriated. She was a little calmer now, with heightened maturity and ninja skill. Her own self-education, training, observation, and most important of all self-discovery had improved Oko Haruhi. "I don't have money, and sorry but I'm not lying either.... I planned to stop walking right about here.." "Why?" the red-hat Genin asked. Oko smiled at them. "So I can educate you boys". "Fuck her" the two boys said at the same time with huge grins.

The blue-hair Genin was quick in his handseal formation, and busted out a mud ball from his mouth that gradually expanded to become a large, solid rock boulder. Chee... a Doton user like me... Oko thought, but the two Genin before him were just a brush stronger than when she learned her first jutsu as a Genin, and she was a far cry from that level right now. Bending low so the tip of her head is below the equater of the boulder, she launched an all-out palm attack that slowed down the momentum of the boulder and she lifted her arm upwards so the boulder passed by over her head. She could have shattered part of it if she wanted, but that would be a waste of energy. "you two have been attacking Kirigakure civilians for too long. I'm going to silence both of you boys", as she kneaded her hands together to form the Snake handseal, which darkened the color of her skin to pitch-black. Oko ran at them intending to take them out in melee combat, but it looked like the red-hat Genin had a counter of his own. He threw four shurikens at her, but then after completing a set of handseals just 3 meters before the first one would have hit Oko, those shurikens multiplied 10-fold. This unexpected change made it impossible for Oko to dodge all of them, so she was peppered by dozens of shurikens and only raised her arm to defend herself half-way of the assault. Luckily her skin only suffered light scratches, as the shuriken merely bounced off of her body. However, it was enough to blindside Oko, as she did not notice the blue-hat Genin uprooting two walls of earth - the two combined would be the equivalent of a small size in size. The two walls would enclose Oko and collide with each other, which would crush her as well. She slammed her elbows and kept her heels rooted to the ground as she mustered all of her strength to stop the two walls from crushing her. The Genin boys were surprised. "Yeah, we are totally fucking her later on..." one of them said. As her hands were relatively close to each now, Oko touched her fingertips together to focus a large amount of Earth chakra. Afterwards, she darted her hands to the ground below her while keeping her feet rooted. "Mud Wall!" A solid earthern wall lifted Oko above the two rock walls, and so the three earthern walls slapped together, forming a relatively large, segmented earthern box. I got out of that mess.... This mission was normally intended for Chunin, so this will be the most difficult mission Oko will have as a Genin, but it will be the mission that decides whether she is worthy of Chunin or not, and to that extent she cannot fail....

Focusing her energy to the task at hand, she punched the rock below her in a flurry of Domu-enhanced punches, which would fragment a large section of the rock box and send high-speed rock debris flying at the two Genin. The two Genin were skillful, however, and dodged the incoming debris by a mere margin. The blue-hat Genin ran up the side of the rock box with his chakra-induced feet, preparing for his next Doton jutsu. However, Oko could see that coming, and with a full power kick, was able to blow off a 1m^3 section of the rock at the edge, which the Genin was walking on, thus sending him and the piece of rock he was on crumbling back to the ground....

Oko charged down at the vulnerable Genin, avoiding a slash from the back from the red-hat Genin's katana. Catching the blue-hair Genin in mid-air, she smacked a very strong fist punch into his chest, which made him cough up a lot of blood when he landed on the ground. It took four seconds for him to get up, as he held onto the side of his torso, obviously one of his ribs had been ruptured. "Don't steal", she said plainly, as she continued her onslaught by punching dozens of times all over his body in a bloodlusted fury, which knocked out the blue-hat Genin. She turned around, seeing the red-hat Genin. "You're strong", he said, as he took a scroll from his pocket and placed his hand on a tab, summoning a second katana which he held in his hand. He was a dual-user, and Oko had not fought with many Kenjutsu users. She de-activated her Domu and merely took out a kunai. "Getting a little cocky, huh?" he said. Oko ran at him, and the guy retracted his arm backwards in preparation for a counter swing. Oko read that, so when she was within an inch of his melee range, she would contract her knees and duck down, and launch a sweep kick that knocked the Genin off his feet, just as he had thrown a swing at where Oko used to be. The Genin fell to the ground, but his swords were still at hand, but as he tried to get up, Oko stabbed him a centimeter above his knee, which sent the GEnin howling in pain. The point she stabbed would make the Genin bleed out a lot. Still staying to the ground, Oko launched a fast kick the side of the guy's knee, which would not only crack his bone joint, but also induced further damage with the kunai that was stuck inside of it as it teared through even more tissue. The Genin fell towards Oko as he could no longer move his leg. Oko reacted by wrapping her arms legs around the guy's left arm and neck, and her heels would be right on the guy's right shoulder. She had now disabled the guy's ability to use his left katana, and so long as her feet pressured his right shoulder, he can't even lift his right katana to touch her, and he had to suffer the prolonged pain of his damaged knee. But Oko would put him out of his misery. "This is it!" She tried to wringe the guy's neck with her legs while trying to twist the guy's arm out of his socket - both outcomes would no doubt cripple the guy. "Ahhhhhhhh.....ggiii....GAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" the Genin finally screamed as he struggled for a good three minutes, until finally something snapped and he did not move no more.

Oko got off of him, and looked to see that she had completed her first B-rank mission without any significant injuries. Although the physical toll was huge and she was mostly spent. Still, she had not only proven herself that she was worthy of the Chunin rank, but that the image of Juha Bach no longer haunted her. Both Otsu and she would move on from the past. It is no more. "FInally...." she said happily, even crying in tears as she covered her mouth in extreme joy. She completed her mission by dragging the Genin back to Kirigakure for interrogation. It was a long time, and she had a long journey ahead of her now. She was successful. her education worked. She was a fighter, a warrior. A kunoichi.

Oko would have some delicious Mizumono to celebrate her immense success, taking joy in the fruit snack that would no doubt enlighten her as her ninja career was about to take off....

Oko was quite distressed that her breasts not only rubbed against a man boy, but that said guy also groped her precious, growing breasts that symbolized her feminity.

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Oko stretched her arms out as far as possible, extending the muscle fibers and tendons beyond its uncomfortabe stiffness. It aroused her above her usual tolerance of repetition that another group of Genin is causing havoc in Kirigakure's borders, and this time in more troublesome numbers. Reports came flying in at light speed, revealing the hostile count to be at a solid 7. 7 Genin. Their actions were a bit more aggressive this time, as reports of kidnappings of villagers and hiding in arduous Taxodiums. She marched down the beaten path, until she saw a thick forest 2 dozen meters away from her. This was the site of the last kidnappings, and it certainly should not be the last - that is, if she does not do something about it. Oko sighed, her hands on her hips. Where are they? From the corner of her eye, Oko could see something shifting - morphing, in a tree from the forest directly facing her. She looked at the dark hole in the drunk, loosely observing its abyss. 6 kunai came right out of that hole, transversing mid distances to stab Oko. Possessing superior physical stats, Oko ducked low with impressive agility, avoiding the kunai as they passed overhead, and retaliating with a metallic, pointed projectile with a ring on the pommel - but supplementing its lethality, a noticeable note of a paper texture was stringed along the ring, tagging along with its murderous ally as it penetrated into the bark of the tree. The note would then trigger, causing the trunk to combust in a violent expansion of chemical energy. The trunk fell apart, but no remnant of a human body was seen. Instead, out of the forest stood four Genin boys. "Danggit, she ain't fallin for dat trap" a boy said. "I think she's da one, yer know. I'm sure if we kill her, we can sell her heart and kidneys and legs to some perverted buyer, yer know?" Men.....! Oko thought. If they even came in melee range of her, she'll no doubt blitz and murk the shit outta them. However, they would no doubt rely on traps, tricks, and distance ninjutsu. Oko knew that there were more that were hiding, so she had to get rid of her enemies as quickly as possible - with the intent to kill. "Earth Release Barrier: Earth Prison Dome of Magnificent Nothingness!" she casted, weaving handseals at a superior rate than her junior form. She slammed her palms on the ground, and columns of rock erupted from the ground, forming a circular fashion around the genin boys. One of them made a semi Tiger seal before the circle of uprooted ground could fully connect, unleashing the field of underground claymore jutsus that blew apart the Doton jutus and scattered the pulverized dust across the battlefield. Ugh, so they did have a trap in hand!Oko reflected, holding out her arm a feet in front of her mouth. Two wakizashis flew through the beaten dust, the light giving away their hostile intent, prompting Oko use her agility to dodge the two projectiles at the last second, grazing her as they passed by her. Just then, a girl phased from the earth in front of her, and caught Oko by the throat with her surprise assault. "Sorry, but I'm going to have to beat you up real good", she said, and smacked Oko around with punches and kicks. "The wounds you took were poisoned! Shouldn't beaten up on a bunch of lil boys huh, bitch?!" she yelled, as she threw another punch at Oko. Oko caught the punch, and looked at the girl with a serious demeanor on her face before twisting her arm and snapping it in half with all of her brute strength. The cries of the girl echoing in her ear, Oko then gripped onto the broken arm and swung around, before releasing her grip and sending the girl crashing to a boy who cleared through the dust trying to see what was going on. Oko did not know who else was going to come after her, so she prepared a set of handseals and elevated herself by 5 meters, so she can be in plain view of everyone. "Boys cannot move me from this position!" Oko declared, prompting her adversaries to attack. Three boys headed towards her, each throwing one shuriken, before one of them multiplied it into 30 shurikens over a wide range using the Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu. Oko hands went flying as fingers interlope and made contact, and she spent out a large wave of mud from her mouth and rotated her neck about to match the encompassing rnage of the incoming projectiles. Her Doton pushed back all of the shurikens and made them fall to the ground, and those three boys were sprayed by a lot of the mud. Disgusted by the mud, they would be further surprised to see that their freedom of movement was stripped away from them, the mud condensing into solid rock and would no doubt apply crushing pressure on the three boys that would soon make them capitulate from the fight. Four more to go.... she thought as she realized that she was surrounded by three boys and one girl, their hand seals syncronizing in a sequence. Oko formed her own set of hand movements and leapt from her rock stand, just as five giant fireballs from each of two boys came at her from opposite directions. She plunged at an area of ground, just as it dislocated and spun over like a pendulumn, and flipped over 180 degrees on its other side just as Oko landed on it as it was flipping over. "She's underground! Sachi, you have to bring her back!" a boy said. Meanwhile, Oko found herself deep in the dark underground compartment that she molded, a free space in between the chunk of ground that she flipped over and what was previously connected to the underground layer of that chunk. She could hardly lift her head, but luckily she was a Doton user who could get outta there. But even she could make a seal, the girl dove underground and used a jutus that converted the dirt and shiz into soft sand, and caught Oko by the throat. "Thought you could escape us, huh?" she gloated. Oko held onto the bitch's arm, aware of the strong grip she exerted. As she was struggling to breathe, Oko saw her opening. The vagina. Oko raised her foot to kick the girl right in the pussy, which no doubt sent a jolt through her body as her ovaries were endangered. Oko then violently smashed the girl's head against a wall of hard underground rock, knocking her out. Sorry about your eggs... Oko thought, pitying the little girl for she has yet to understand the hard labor life. Perhaps she would raise her child as a fool.

"Pretty sure she got her..." a boy said, confident that his female companion succeeded in crippling Oko. His ignorance was replaced with terror as a rock golem emerged from the ground and moved its arm to crush the boy's neck, with with its incredible grip strength, succeeded in snapping it and paralyzing him. With only two opponents left, one of the boys threw five exploding tags at it, in hope to blow it up. However, the rock golem was able to no-sell the thing with only a few of its pebbles pulverized. The golem walked towards the two boys. "Oi! Don't you have any Raiton?!" one of them asked the other, but by the time he turned around his companion was gone. Instead, just 3 meters behind him Oko rose from the earth, like Aphrodite's birth from the sea. "Whew. Your buddy didn't give too much of a squirm". Like a real ninja, she had taken him out steathily. Oko wiped off bruises on her arms and blood on her lips. "I can still escape with Shunshin!" the last guy declared, preparing to make his final hand seal. However, he would be interrupted by a layer of hard, dense rock collapsing all over him from behind, squashing him against the beaten ground. Oko looked around, as it seemed that her job was at an end, her enemies incapacitated, and her reward surely coming soon.

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Oko woke up to the sound of voices muttering, mixing in with other noises, and the impending footsteps that bounced off of the flooring outside. Stationed inside the armory room, which was a strangely comfortable place to sleep in, Oko woke up to see categories of kunai, shuriken, exploding tags, and senbon. If she wanted, she could go berserk right now with all these weapons of mass destruction. By wrapping paper notes with ninja tools and planting them right at the door - anyone who doesn't quite answer politely to Oko's questions would be bombed right in the face and the mission would be over quickly. But then the reckless damage and mutilation of people who should be kept alive for questioning will put her reputation and her baby's health in jeapordy. And that was not something she wanted at all.
"There's a seal on the door. Once I remove it, grab about five of each. We don't want to take too much or else they'll notice. Then we can get onto the next room and secure us some more materials. Everyone has 40 seconds". Three voices answered the guy who gave the orders, which told Oko that Kirigakure hospital will have to attend to four more near-dead unfortunate souls.

The four robbers entered the room, trespassing and violating night-time guideline. Seeing no one, they opened up the armory cabinets and quickly stashed the weaponry inside their bags. Oko had hidden herself into a room connected to the armory room, and she could hear from her dimly-lit space that they were taking things, although they did it fairly quietly so as not to attract too much attention. Oko counted inside her head. 27...28...29....30..... The girl burst open the door, unveiling her skirt-wearing, uniform-sporting body. "Caught you all red-handed", she declared. The four of them turned and jumped from their positions in a dramatic pose, startled. Truly, they froze like criminals caught in the act. And this was where Oko realized her fatal disadvantage. There was no earth around here. Normally she could just blitz these fuckas, but the 10 meter distance between the four of them and her werent looking too good. And some of her Doton techniques that she can use by creating their own earth is too big and will actually cause damage to the armory room. And as far weaponry..... well, it's the guys with hundreds of genocidal bombs and metal blades against a girl with 20-30 of the same things... except no real weaponry expertise. Firepower was not on her side.

"Whoa, bitch. Really scared us there" one of them said. "Are you a ninja? You're pretty stupid". They did not seem affected by Oko's entrance. Instead, they just threw eighteen kunai right at Oko. and at what speed they moved! Still, it wasn't hard for a Taijutsu master like her to skillfully evade them. And by evade, Oko just kicked the first wave of them aside with the heel of her shoe, before ducking following her swift kick to dodge the succeeding waves. Zig-zagging from cabinet to cabinet after taking out a shuriken with one hand, Oko tried to confuse their senses and get closer to them, but they were not fooled. Wrapping a kunai in paper, one robber tossed it at Oko. As a shuriken occupied one free hand, Oko threw it at the covered kunai, and after the shuriken bounced off of it, it was impressingly caught by one robber in between two palms. The paper-covered kunai exploded, causing a bit of a ruckus in the room. These people are actual combatants.... she deduced, noting that tactics with ningu. Seeing that there was a layer of exploding tags and makishibi spread just 3 meters in front of the robbers, and that she herself was about 8 meters away, something told her that close quarters combat would not be a good idea. still, it did huddle the robbers closer together, allowing her to catch them all in one strike. Two kunai with a 2 meter distance in between them headed her way, both having slips of paper attached to them. As they were just a few meters away from her, Oko noticed shcokingly that the paper were blank! A faux tactic, as the real trick was what was hidden between the kunai. with her eyes, she spotted the transluscent string that was attached in between them. With her intuition, she raised her hand at the last second to block the wire from getting to her neck, and she was cut a bit. "She's caught! We can now spam kunai and senbon at her!" they said, as they were getting out their genocidal projectiles. Tchh.... oh no you don't!! Her ability to weave handseals in tact, she showed off her seal casting speed in front of the four pilferers, ending the fifth seal before spewing out a wave of mud from her mouth. "Don't let that trigger the paper!" Pulling out an equally wide tarpaulin blanket with the corners skewed by kunai, the sheet stopped the mud from touching the row of makishibi-tags. But then a rip could be heard from the blanket, and standing, sticking, just 2 feet from the paper tags was a kunai with a slips of paper attached to it. 'Shiiiiitt!" they all cried in unison, but then they noticed that the paper was blank. In fact, it was one of the same two kunai that they threw at oko! But the distraction worked. With their cognitive senses elsewhere, a kunai with a REAL exploding tag threw past them just as they recovered, landing right on an open bag where the ninja were storing the armory goods. "Shiiiittt" The kunai exploded, sending tons of hot metal shrapnel all over the place, some of them prickling all four robbers. "Owww!" taking advantage of their dilemma, Oko rushed and leapt over the row of paper tags, even somersaulting over the robbers until she landed, and what followed was such a brutal beating that it simply cannot be described, written, or illustrated in such a humble post of a humble Naruto RPG forum.

"Culprits apprehended".

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The mission of her life. This was the assignment that would take her to greater heights, to allow her to soar to a level where she'd be recognized once and for all as one of the village's elites. That recognition would come with a high enough salary and self-gratification that she'd really be able to retire from by the age of 30, and live off her savings moderately. She could take care of her daughter all on her own now, and be able to pay for any medical procedures that would treat her premature-birth complications. But while the future was bright, it could turn dark stained with blood, if not erased completely, if her heard was not centered on the tense present. The ANBU were able to finally predict Shinichi Hengen's next target; a redhead freckled women with lewd perky breasts living off a coast of an island in the Land of Water. This man must be an amazing ninja, possessing immense talent in stealth and avoiding the authorities, for he has been dancing around this nation dozens of times and still hasn't been caught. His methodology unknown, all that was left was to analyze his criminal psychology and through his profile, find a trend. They were barely able to pick up the subtle details, when it come to them that Shinichi had conversed with his victims at least twice. His description and abilities since years ago have been given to her. He looked like a sharp criminal alright, with his devilish glare and raven-like hairstyle. His body-build was of a fighter, someone who liked to brutalize people. Oko could tell men like him apart. He also had a perfect affinity with the Water element, able to pull out great amounts of moisture from the air and surrounding liquids in order to formulate relatively strong Suiton jutsu. And what's worse is that he could create large pools of water already. Anything that's a fluid he could transform into projectile shapes and skewer his opponents all over. This master ninja, Oko was extremely disgusted when he learned of how he learned to control the water that existed in others through a particular blood method. She nearly vomitted - followed by a possible fainting, when she learned that he could induce and strengthen orgasms, after having wetten his victims' vagina and ass hole himself. This man.... this man is an enemy of women everywhere! He must pay. He must die. But no.... she could not. And this was what restrained Oko the most. Her inability to force her bloodlust and rage on those who sexually abuse women in the cruellest of ways, more cruel than anything she has ever seen, was something that spurned a strong psychological and moral conflict within her. To be or not to be. That was truly the question. She could only leave the pieces of information that made hre angry alone, isolating her own bias from destroying her mission. Well, at least she had the opportunity to beat the shit out of him. She hoped that he'd die in prison from diarrhea and rot in hell for the rest of his life. That was the only true justice in the world ruled by humans. Oko got out from her ride and made her way to the summer house of Fuka Rinven. With a knock, she instantly sensed the home for chakra presences, and found only one that was approaching her. Her ninja tools ready, Oko was prepared to take them out if it were a man.

Oh, but what a lady had opened the door for her. She was very pretty, with a admirable bust, lovely freckles, and wavy hair. "Miss Rinven, I'm from Kirigakure special forces. We suspect that you are the next target of a highly dangerous rapist. Don't look scared now! I'm here to protect you, and the following anbu squads are well on their way here". Fuka looked surprised, but she submitted and allowed Oko to enter. Oko could see that the house wasn't particularly big, which was alright with her as that should allow her to detect Shinichi should he enter, even if it means that she won't be able to hide Fuka properly. Five minutes later, Fuka treated Oko to a cup of coffee while she went on the look-out, as Shinichi should be following soon after her. A minute later, there was some shuffling outside, and it sounded like the mailbox was being opened and something was being deposited in there. "Mailman is here.." Fuka said happily as she went to open the door and greet the mailman as he was on his way out. "Thank you!" she said, as the mailman was about to turn around and go away. Oko recognized that facial shape and raven hairstyle immediately. The target knew Shinichi alright. "Get away, Miss Rinven!" Oko screamed as with quik Iai-like speed, she was able to unbuckle her pouch and fling a kunai knife at the disguised Shinichi. An accomplished Taijutsu master himself, Shinichi reacted by kicking the kunai away with the heel of his shoe, breaking a window. Course, Fuka's following scream surpassed the sound of the window shattering in noise. "Heh" Shinichi scoffed, as he casually removed his blue mailmain uniform in order to unveil a white work-out shirt and blue leggings. "Can't believe the village has found out my pattern already.." he said as he calmly entered the door.

He entered through the doorway, eying down Oko down from head to toe and back up, making a comment about popping two pussies tonight. Oko stood her ground, until Shinichi decided to go on the offense first, forming six handseals in rapid succession as he blew a jet of water from his mouth. Oko countered by weaving her own seals, and out come a rocky replica of herself, blocking the way of the water as it was soaked by Shinichi's Suiton. Making a comment about Oko's Doton prowess, the rock clone made its way to block Shinichi from getting close to Fuka. Shinichi did not mind this, and would rather take care of the original before taking down his real target. After all, the clone will disappear once the original does. Shinichi really liked Oko. Everything about her hair, face, body, legs. She was the perfect woman for his dick to have a thrill in. Shinichi tossed three kunai at her legs, and Oko jumped up to avoid them. But Shinichi had positioned himself in his brutal fighting stance, and rushed forward, leaping to launch a bone-cracking straight leg kick right at her arm just before she brought them towards her chest to defend. She was kicked all the way into the kitchen and right against the window - shards of glass pricking her back. Picking herself back up, Oko would prance around Shinichi's kicks and punches, earning further commends from Shinichi about her monkey-like movements. She saw punches coming towards her and went away from them as they messed up the couch she was on. He made a straight kick at a window far away from him, probably just to intimidate her and complemented it with a snide smirk. She side-stepped a drop kick that shattered a wooden cabinet, and ran away from another kick that shredded wood to pieces. Making herself to the living room, Oko could see that his Taijutsu was more powerful than hers. However, that does not mean that she cannot use skill and wits to gain the upper hand. When Shinichi made his way into the living room, Oko already formulated the handseals, while Shinichi came right at him in hope of intercepting her. But as a Ninjutsu Master, she also held some advantages. Using what she had done to the Daimyo's castle and applying it here, she raised the ground underneath violently, pulling up rock, carpeting, ceramic, and all other bits up to intercept Shinichi's leg. Pain rattled across his leg bone from his violent kick, sending him tumbling backwards. Oko used this to her advantage as she rushed forward and launched a straight kick right at his collar bone, sending him over to the couch, dazed. Looks like girl was packing some power after all. After that, Oko would make her way towards the garage where she had sent her clone. Closing the door behind her, in a frantic manner as if she were running from from a serial killer - and in this case it'd be pretty close, while riddling it with kunai knives rigged with exploding tags. She hoped that his trap would work. She looked at the doorway, while her clone was guarding Fuka right behind her. It seemed as if they were cornered by this mighty foe. Shinichi kicked the door open violently, and noticing the exploding kunai in a split second, he formed a water barrier using the moisture of the air to block the explosion, and so he remained relatively unharmed. He stepped forward with a menacing glare, as well as a sadistic smile as he threw a series of slurs and sexual comments that definitely provoked Oko. Once again, to be unable to kill this man, this man who was the worst enemy ever, was hideous to her. He used the surrounding fluids to form water needles and threw them right at Oko. Oko dodged them easily, but his clone was hit by them. Although they didn't have much of an effect, the fact that a jutsu from a master of the Suiton element hit the clone caused it to revert back to its rocky state. Shinichi ran forward with a straight kick at Oko clone's head at the ready, declaring that he'll have to break her pretty little face. This was the perfect time to kill the clone and take hold of Fuka, use her as hostage, and then easily dispatch the inferior Special Jounin and fuck both of them until they cum blood.

But Oko's clone was still functional, and she simply titled her head, avoiding Shinichi's kick by a thin margin... and revealing the electric circuit breaker board right behind her! The clone had taken Fuka to the garage and opened the board, while also spilling the water that Shinichi had soaked it with earlier to try to add some electrical conduction. It'd be unlikely for Shinichi, despite his genius criminal mindset, to be able to factor taht in. His kick ran straight through the circuit board, and his flesh and blood was able to conduct an electrical shock that made his leg spasm and his chest numb with pain. Shinichi hollered out, as Fuka went to a corner, and Oko's clone jumped right on Shinichi's leg... and broke it in half, essentially. Now Shinichi hopped backwards, unaware of this sudden change in fate. Oko now stood, glaring at the pained Shinichi. She will now launch alkl of her build-up Taijutsu power, saved for Haru, all launched right at Shinichi. "ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAOROAROAORA!!" Oko screamed, as she continuously punched him with rock-shattering punches over and over again until he was nothing more than a bloody pulp. He was sent flying backwards crashing to a corner of the garage, just barely breathing. Luckily, Oko did not pummel him so harshly that he would be beaten to death. She can still take him to the Kirigakure ANBU while he's till alive. That way her exploding tags won't ignite. Fuka who saw all of this took a knife and walked over to Shinichi, standing before him. She used the knife to stab him right in the nuts, castrating him of his testicles and penis. Fuka looked at Oko, and Oko looked back at her. They both smiled. Shinichi's evil seed and raping days are now over. At last, this day was were her success will come into fruition - the stage of her life where she can now look back at this day, at her child, and say that she is a proud kunoichi, and a proud woman.

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The Genin Oko saw the weaknesses in her purely Doton ninjutsu arsenal. She often pondered to herself among the four great underground techniques, what was the underlying difference among them? Double Suicide Decapacitation was not a jutsu that lasted long, and did not offer the more free-form digging capabilities that Hiding Like A Mole and Underground Submarine offered. And while Hiding Like  A Mole allowed her to convert earthern minerals into sand and grant a sensory ability, while Underground Submarine Voyage breaks down it down into a fluid and allows for high speed movement, neither of them grants an advantage upon resurfacing. Underground Fish Projection, on the other hand, does however. Without having to disturb the ground at all, she literally sinks into the earth, as if she was phasing right into it, and can pop back up immediately, all without leaving off any trace of noise. Although she could probably rely on other tactics using Hiding Like A Mole, she felt it was also good to keep this technique with her in case she ever needed it. Like the rest of the underground techniques, hand seals were not needed, and since she already could use an underground technique, she was already familiar with the chakra control necessary to execute this technique. But this does not mean the same technique would come out as a result. No, chakra was a mixture of physical and spiritual energy, energies that derived from what were known as the Yin and Yang releases, which were the very forefathers of ninjutsu. One governing the imagination and the other animation, an entirely new and different jutsu could be produced simply from the mind of the user even if the same methods were used. Kind of like alternate gene splicing, where you can get different proteins from the same amino acids. Just depends on how you roll the dice and think about things. She did not channel earth chakra to a particular point on the ground or between a part of her body, but rather she spread it out all over her, coating herself with this invisible armour. “Underground Fish Projection!” She thought to herself, and felt light, as if she were changing her own physical density into something a bit more soft. In reality, she was picturing herself as a fish, diving into the water and swimming through its fluid currents. Although she took it a step further this time, as if she were moving through a vacuum, a void without any substance hindering her path. Completely free. When Oko came to, she realized that she was staring at a small colony of ants moving right across from her in a dim place with nothing but solid rock all around her. The jutsu was a success. No one would have known she went underground so long as their eyes weren’t focused on her, and no one would know where she would spring back up either. After a few seconds, Oko rose from the earth, and with a leap, jumped and landed on a tree branch. It was time to work on something else.

She liked this next technique because it allowed her to utilize two variations of the shape of the rock shelter barrier. She could conjour a hemi-spherical barrier, or go take a dip at a complete 360 degree spherical dome that covered her back as well. Her jutsus like Mud Wall did not allow this, and it was only her Honshu Dome that alloted that complete defense. Oko locked her fingers together and then unlocked them in rapid succession: her hands came together with the palms touching each other and fingers interlocking, each of her hands arranged themselves into something reminiscient of a gun using only two fingers in each hand although one of them was flipped over so the thumb on one hand could fit nicely with three lucky knuckles on the other, before she wrapped two fingers and a thumb around two other ones pointing upwards, and another pair of fingers pointing up. This allowed her to use Doton chakra to manipulate the surrounding earth such that a sturdy barrier emerged from a few feet in front of her. One or two layers converged from the ground in front of her, building itself perfectly that it would resemble a shield with a smooth earthern surface. Now, it wasn’t as great as the Mud Wall, but it still covered her and prevented anyone who might be up against her from seeing her, so this worked out nice. She manipulated the barrier to leave open a window for her to see what was on the other side. She then allowed the earth to regress back into the ground, returning the surroundings to its normal state. She formed the three handseals again: Snake, Rabbit, Ram, and this time she surrounded herself completely with a rock barrier, with a two meter radius. This dimmed her surroundings quite a bit, but she then was able to shed off some of the earth from above, which would allow her to see what was outside of her. Although this was merely C-rank and would not prevent the same level of protection as most of her other Doton walls and defenses, it still had her uses, like the rest of her arsenal. After that, she won’t know when she might need it. She realized that this could also allow her to gain an edge over her enemy. Using Underground Fish Projection, she sunk below the ground and phased through until she was several meters away from where she was originally, allowing her to then resurface back. She liked this technique quite a bit, because it allowed her to act as an assassin, so this was a killer technique befitting Kirigakure shinobi. She cancelled out the technique, and the earth returned to normal. Like magic, ninjutsu cleans up after itself. Well, Doton Ninjutsu anyways. Oko decided that that was it for today. She had gained two valuable Earth Release techniques and she would come to know more as time would pass by.

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Oko was a Jounin now. She could hardly believe it. All of her hard work paid off, and she was even granted full and legal responsibility over her own daughter. And as a Jounin, she took it upon herself to learn a powerful Taijutsu style, one more specially devastating than the Strong Fist. It was more or less an advanced form of her free-form brawling style, but when using this style, without having to consume chakra application, she could automatically enhance her striking power, which was already at its peak among those of A-rank level, and force her dramtically increased strength to end fights with a few blows instead of a barrage of punches. This was used by sumo wrestler-like shinobi who can use their immense strengtht to literally crush their opponents with their bare hands. Although Oko did not reach that kind of extremity yet, she could make this equally deadly with her skill. Having had achieved a sense of nirvana already, she was able to utilize a religious, Tai chi-like mindset to amplify the power of her strikes. She adopted a battle stance, and with the Arhat Fist flowing through her, Oko placed her hand right in front of her - palm facing the trunk of a tree. Only she wasn’t using the palm to hurt it. Her other hand was curled into a fist, and so Oko stepped forward with her other leg, extending her other arm out like a punch while using the hand arranged into a palm to help balance her, and instantly opened her fist into that of a powerful palm strike. “Houshou!” The Demolishing Fist hit the tree flat in its bark, and the power was so strong that the palm literally blasted straight through the tree. Nothing surprising seeing as she could already demolish solid rock twice her weight, and this art which emphasizes power above all made it seem unthinkable that the tree would even be stabbing. Someone hit by this would clearly have the wind knocked out of them, if not outright having their ribs ruptured and lungs damaged. She stepped back several meters. “Tokken!” She cahrged at the tree, and focusing the power to her shoulder, her Shoulder Thrust split what remained of the diameter of the tree in half. yet there was hardly any aggression or anger behind Oko’s attacks. They were firm and sturdy, is all they were. “Shoushitsu!” Her Rising Knee punted the falling top part of the tree several meters of the air, and it landed a short distance away from her. It seemed like the Arhat Fist merely relocated and concentrated her attack power all onto one particular point of the body, which maximized the concept of Taijutsu as a style that focused on concentrated physical assaults that made it easier to damage a living body. ‘ShougekiShou! Atsushou!” She practiced with an upwards and downwards palm strike too, the ferocity behind her strikes even pushed out a stream of air. “ganGeki!” With a punch, she smashed the ground, pulverizing it into a small crater. Her body was tough enough to handle the brute force behind her attacks, and with this, she could even use the Earth Mausolem Dumpling technique, which allowed her to pick up a massive ball of earth and use it to smash his opponents. Like dropping a steamroller.

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The last resounding memories quietly left Oko’s head. Like a thought, it sticks inside her mind until it disappears from her consciousness without her knowing. This was the typical psychology of a mother as she had left Otsu back in her new house. Having had gone through the blanketed mist as she has always done casually every day, she was able to find herself in a remote location, and not that of a training field. She wanted this to be private, because the technique she was training was important, important enough that she did want any onlookers to have any knowledge whatsoever that she had this jutsu in hand. Sheesh….. on some days it can be hard to navigate through the village… and this is coming from someone who has lived here for twenty years now.. she thought. She made her way in a secluded forest, and behind her was a cave that was part of a hill. There was a small clearing, and in this clearing she could comfortably practice alone, away from the shinobi of her village. The new Jounin was not nervous about being able to execute this jutsu. Hair manipulation was a category in itself conceptualized by shinobi of the old to use their own body parts to their advantage. The hair was used as a medium to channel chakra through for all kinds of effects, usually for supplementary purposes but there could be lethal outcomes. This particular technique, known as the Wild Lion’s Mane technique, gave her sufficient range and reach, which was something good for her chakra-enhanced hair strands. Hair manipulation is typically employed for binding purposes, and for Oko, this was usual in missions where she had to seduce someone in private, because then with a quick movement of her hands, she could wrap her lethal hair that was often said to be beautiful and tinged with a mix of honey and cherry around the necks of her target and suffocate them to death. Strangling by hair was fun.
Oko weaved the Snake handseal, pressing the palms of her hands together while interlocking her fingers alongside each other. This hand position always felt warm to her, like two people embracing each other in a tight hug. This enabled him to manipulate her chakra properly, and she did so by molding chakra and channeling it throughout the tenkesu points of her chakra circulatory system, throwing in her own visualizing of the jutsu, because her mind produces the spiritual energy that forms this technique. This jutsu was an application of Yin-Yang release, like all other non-elemental techniques. Although the shinobi’s use of the element was an inferior form of how the Sages used it, it still allowed them to utilize ninjutsu as it is. Bringing in together chakra which was composed of physical and spiritual energy, she also brought in Yin Release, which created form out of nothing, and Yang release, which breathed life into form giving it vitality, and what would come out was the jutsu or effect visualized. “Ninpou: Wild Lion’s Mane!” With Yang-Release, she was given free manipulation over every single of her thousands of her hair fibers which were normally composed of dead cells. Chakra stimulated metabolic activity of her hair cells, rapidly extending and enlarging it in one great bundle over a considerable distance of twenty meters. The hair monster that it was  reached over to where the trees were and she had bundles made of a dozen of them wrap tightly around seven different trees. The chakra not only assisted in lengthening and extending her hair, but the chakra running through it amplified their cellular density and molecular strength to the peak, making her hair as hard and tough as that of steel wires. Exerting strength, force, and pressure on the trees, she could hear the bark cracking as she kept her tight grip over them. Although it was not sufficient to break them in half, any human who got binded by this would have their blood flow halted almost completely, and if tightened around their neck, it would effectively cut off their oxygen supply and give it fifteen seconds while pressure is exerted to damage the throat area, the opponent would be knocked out unconscious. This technique is also strong against even big summons, though not boss ones. Her thickened hair could restrict its limbs, constricting them from their movements. Now she let go and decided to combine its overall power together ,bundling the hair strands into something tight but still resembling something like a blanket. The fibers worked together to increase the hair strength and enhance its overall destructive output. She sent this wave of hair at the tree and held it tightly, as if the hair formed something like a fist around it. Pushing all of its power on it at once, she effectively crushed the tree in half. A normal human caught under the grip of her hair would be essentially squashed - all of their internal organs and rib cages would be turned into nothing more than a pulp. She unbundled them up and this time she had the hair encompass her completely, hiding her from view in all directions. This was extremely useful, as she could make split second hand seals at this time while her body was concealed and then reveal yourself again as if nothing had happened, leaving the opponent unaware that a technique had been initiated. She pondered about the effectiveness of this technique when combined with her Doton techniques. It was important for a ninja to find compatibiliy with another technique while they were training. Furthermore, a single stray strand of hair could pick up something that was hidden by her hair but could be lethal to an opponent. While she was harassing the enemy with her monstrous hair, the hidden attack would come at them from the waves and bundles of hair and hit them in a vital. This technique which merely served as an extension of herself, provided the versatility that Oko looked for. She released the technique, enthuastic about using it in future times.

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Oko Haruhi continued off of dabbling in the hair manipulation arts. What was naturally on her body could be employed for useful combat purposes just by running a little chakra through it, and voila, you have a jutsu. She had finished learning the Wild Lion’s Mane technique, and found that something that grants her more of an offensive capability with her hair is in order. Situated in the middle of a training field this time, Oko had wired four wooden training devices; one in each of the four corners. These devices were programmed to shoot an array of kunai and arrows at her, preferably at high speed, but what she gets is what she’s gonna get. Let’s just say that in addition to stopping these projectiles in their tracks, anyone who wants to touch is will get a bad little prick as a gift. The machines started to hiss, signaling that they were about to start. Oko’s hands got into motion quickly. She needed to form six handseals. In rapid formation: pinky and ring fingers interlaced while the index and middle fingers brushed against each other jutting upwards to the sky, with the thumbs standing by each other → the form opened up so that the finger joints locked in on each other while the index fingers came together with bent thumbs resting on them to form a triangle, → wrists turned around as they locked onto each other to form Boar ---> returning to a Tiger-like form, this time three fingers of the right hand wrapped around the left index and middle fingers and the two right index and middle fingers jutted above them → the right hand closed around the left middle and ring fingers as if a fist was formed to grip around it, before ending the seal sequence by cupping her hands together and interlacing his fingers to form Snake. As she had done so, she molded chakra inside of her and had it circulate through her tenketsu points, before it shot up a shoot all the way to the top of her head. “Ninja Art: Needle Jizo!” She said just as five projectiles from each device shot out at her at high speed. Chakra ran through her hair cells, increasing their metabolism so that they would increase in size and length, dropping down to her ankles and covering enough surface area to shroud her entire body. All of the thousands of black, musky hair strands sharpened in an instant like needles, creating a spiky hair barrier that encircles around her, covering her in a protective gear of her own natural cells. These chakra-sharpened hair had the durability and sharpness of needles, and thus were able to prick into human flesh much like kunai and shuriken. The hair left her face and her feet open, and plus, she was not pricked from the inside, as it was only the outside layer of her hair that was sharpened. Oko herself was quite safe from her attack. Her layers of sharpened hair stopped the twenty projectiles or so that was aimed at her, blocking them from entering her body as the chakra running through them helped provide a solid defense in stopping these weapons in their tracks. Oko found it hard to continue moving and fighting with this, so she cut off the chakra flow coursing through her hair and thus cancelled the jutsu. Her hair fibers returned to their normal shape and size, thus reverting her hair back to the way it was. Now that she was able to use the Needle Jizo, it was time to combine it in conjunction with the other jutsu. Cupping her hands together with fingers interlaced to form the Snake hand seal, Oko’s hair truly went wild as it sprang up into massive locks of black hair. Normally this hair was merely strong and durable, and did not have any lethal killing power to it. However, things were different now ,as Oko added another chakra flow to the party. In rapid formation: pinky and ring fingers interlaced while the index and middle fingers brushed against each other jutting upwards to the sky, with the thumbs standing by each other → the form opened up so that the finger joints locked in on each other while the index fingers came together with bent thumbs resting on them to form a triangle, → wrists turned around as they locked onto each other to form Boar ---> returning to a Tiger-like form, this time three fingers of the right hand wrapped around the left index and middle fingers and the two right index and middle fingers jutted above them → the right hand closed around the left middle and ring fingers as if a fist was formed to grip around it, before ending the seal sequence by cupping her hands together and interlacing his fingers to form Snake. All of her thousands of lengthened, strenghtened hair strands were instantly sharpened into spikes by her. In an instant, she had turned her hair into a massive wave of twenty-meter long blades that could stab right through an enemy like a blade as well as providing all the defense that she needs. Now truly she could use her hair as a lethal killing weapon. She formed several bundles with her hair and grabbed onto the four devices, asserting a strong grip on them. Her bladed, spiked hair pricked right into it, and with a casual tightening of the grip, she was able to both snap the wooden devices, both from the pressure she exerted and the cutting force she dealt on the blunt side of the wood. If she had formed a fist with her hair once more and crushed a human with it, she was not only be able to smash him, but also poke hundreds of holes in his body at the same time. A violent, painful death. With her hair, she bundled her hair together this time to form what appeared to be a really wide blade, kind of like a spades with a long tip. With one fell swoop of her hair, accompanied by a turn of her body, she was able to cut a tree in half just like that. In battle, by coordinating different strands, she could easily overwhelm an enemy in combat.

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Oko appeared at the Ibaraki Temple located along the outskirts of the Land of Fire. She appeared at this site where several people were standing by, talking among themselves and minding their own business. As Oko had finally reached the top of the staircases, she walked inside only to be greeted by a warrior monk, who told Oko that he had been waiting for her. Unveiling the crown jewel, he showed Oko to a room where a boiling-hot pot stood. There were two supporting pillars extending from the rim of the bowl, and what appeared to be a metal stick connected them. Standing on the middle of the hot pot was a bowl. The monk told Oko to write her name using her chi right on the bowl. Oko bit her thumb and wrote her name in kanji letters right on the bowl. The monk took out a blank scroll and wrapped it around the bowl, before muttering a few chants here and there. At last, he dropped the bowl right into the boiling hot pot, and waited half a minute before the vapor started to turn into a myriad of colors. Forming a single handseal, the monk channeled his chakra into the steam, and Oko was surprised when the kanji letters for the five elements were formed from the boiling steam that oozed from the pot. The monk gave Oko a command, and she followed, by slipping her arm partially into the steam for a few seconds, before she was told it was alright to retract. She didn’t feel anything weird, but the monk bowed before her, saying that “Ibaraki-doji oni smiles on you” and bid her farewell…….

On her return to Kirigakure, she found herself a nice training area. What she had done was perform the ritual right to summon the Rashomon gates. He had heard of legends of a summoning jutsu that called upon the “ultimate defense from Hell”. They were said to be vile gates great enough to be city walls, built by oni themselves. It was an unique summoning jutsu of its own, for Oko did not need to bind herself with a blood contract, but rather undergo a blood ritual to materialize it to this world. It took a lot of research to find the location of where a Rashomon ritual could be executed. She learned about the oni that Rashomon was associated with, Ibaraki-doji, and how over time as the gates were utilized for ninja combat, they became something like representations of the five elements, each colored in their own way. Now, Oko has joined the ranks of the few who have earned the right to summon the Rashomon. She cupped her hands together with fingers interlacing to form the Snake handseal, while at the same time channeling and manipulating a portion of her own chakra for consumption use. After that, she bit her own thumb, casually enduring the pain as a canine wound opened up, allowing a drop of liquid life to flow out. And thus, the prerequisites were met. Dropping her knees, she placed all five fingers on the ground, and the typical summoning insignia composed of kanji-like seals appeared from her hand, expanding outwards like a web. “Summoning: Rashomooonnn!” she called out. The Oni Ibaraki-doji beckoned to her call. With a brief storm of smoke, Oko had essentially opened up a portal that linked two worlds. Rising from the ground was the great inanimate behemoth that was Rashomon, the gate of the city walls. It was eighty meters in height, ten meters in width - essentially preventing Oko from seeing what was in front of her, and 40 meters in length. It was gigantic and monstrous, featuring the iron-bolted metal face of Ibaraki-doji himself, angry and hectic at his severed arm. The face of the demon, with a bulging metal nose, white teeth eager as if it was about to devour human flesh, wild yellow eyes and a bunch of gears along the outer sides of the gate’s face. Looked like pretty neat graffiti work.
The metal face was surrounded by a red frame that was basically the demon’s mane of many wild spikes. This Rashomon gate represented the “Fire” element, the traditional element that embodied demons. Chains were right along it sides, keeping what was inside of the gate tamed and in check, so as not to literally let all Hell break loose. Oko smiled at this. Although it was not a real summon that she could talk to, interact with, and help develop, it was still neat to have it as a jutsu to show off her power. After all, this gate has been a favored defense for several historically significant shinobi. She touched the gate and could already feel its robust sturdiness and durability. She took to the front of the gate, getting her muscles and bone ready. Her punches and kicks are capable of smashing rock twice her size. If the metal is able to no-sell her physical attacks without even having a dent on it, then this was a convenient technique to have around. To enhance herself, she amplified her strikes with the Arhat Fist style. She gave a gate a good punch and felt such a cold rattling recoil that vibrated through her bones that she immediately shook her hand and grasped her arm to hold the numbing pain. There was a bruise or two on her knuckles. Perhaps a less damaging approach was in order. With a palm strike, she launched right into the teeth of the oni, and the gate rung as if a bell was bellowing from the top of the city tower. She couldn’t even budge a cubic foot of the Rashomon gates. Clearly, the durability of the gates exceeded her own striking power.

Satisfied, she had the rashomon gate retreat back to wherever it came from. She knew that she will be able to summon more gates, and that will also give her a powerful defensive option in addition to her toughest Doton defenses. She returned home, where she would wait until Ibaraki-doji beckoned to her again….
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Oko was in the middle of a forest clearing along the outskirts of one of the Land of Water’s islands. She had to be away from prying eyes, not only because they had no business knowing she could summon demon gates, but also because she didn’t want to damage Kirigakure property. Sitting on a stump was a small wooden bowl containing her blood. She was here today to practice summoning more Rashomon gates. By improving her own skill in summoning the only thing she could summon right now, Oko would be able to pull out a viable wall specialzied for defense against stronger jutsus. Better yet is that this allowed her to quickly defend herself without the need for handseals, as all that was required was drawing of blood and contact with a surface. And for a Ninjutsu Master like herself with quick Taijutsu-Master reflexes, she was able to do all of this in the time it takes for a Ninjutsu Master to complete weaving two seals. All that required really was more chakra put into the summoning jutsu. There was no need for any more fancy rituals to perform or funky gases to smell. “Triple Rashomon” as it was called, summoned three gates, each with the same facial appearance, size, shape, and features, but the coloring for each gate was different. This summoning technique was special in that although it did not require handseals like the base jutsu, it required two hands in order to initiate the summoning, meaning normally blood has to be on both hands. With this in mind, she dabbed her fingers and made a streak through each palm of her hands a line of blood that ran across it. Finally, she clapped her hands together, allowing her to mold chakra as she pleases. Drawing physical and mental energy from her cells and consciousness, she mxied them together to form chakra, which she channeled through her chakra tenketsu and focused into her hands, in a raw form. The blood ritual between the human Oko and the oni Ibaraki-dojo was established once more, but with the greater chakra sacrificed, Ibaraki-doji felt generous and more obliged to give Oko a greater treat. happy that she was eager to use more of his power, Ibaraki-doji lent more of his creations this time around so the human summoner would once again appreciate him and seek out his help another time. Human chakra was always a delicious offering to the oni, as if he was smelling beautiful Oko’s hair and kissing her silky, mature, motherly cheek. Oko slammed both of her hands right on the ground, allowing two summoning-seal insignias to instantly appear on the ground. “Summoning: Triple Rashomon!” A gigantic puff of smoke materialzied for one second, pulling up three equally menacing gates: with dimensions of eighty meters x ten meters x forty meters. They were gigantic and monstrous, featuring the iron-bolted metal face of Ibaraki-doji himself, angry and hectic at his severed arm. The face of the demon, with a bulging metal nose, white teeth eager as if it was about to devour human flesh, wild yellow eyes and a bunch of gears along the outer sides of the gate’s face.On top of each gate was what would be the ceiling of a temple. She noticed the chains and the bucket that was hanging from the very top spike of each gate. Although each gate were practically triplets with the same size, shape, features, and durability, they were not exactly the same. While the gate that represented “Fire” was up front, closely behind it was a Rashomon gate with a green-colored frame which represented the “Wind” element. And all the way in the back was a Rashomon gate with a blue-colored frame, representing the “Water” element. With this superior defense, all three Rashomon gates permit Oko the ability to soak up the power of even one S-rank attack into something she can deal with. Using her high speed, she past the front face of the front gate and kept on running until there was a few dozen meters worth of distance separating the gate and herself. Gathering chakra once more, she molded it within her body, converting it into the Earth element before spreading it out away from her body. She placed her hands together with the index and middle fingers sliding besides each other, pinky and ring fingers interlacing and the tips of the thumbs rested besides each other. Next, she converted her finger formation into a similar version of the previous seal, just that this time she had her left hand curl over on top of her right hand. Formation broke up like molecular bonds so that her left hand gripped over on her right hand like a fist. Finally, she dropped down on her knees and slammed the palms of her hands on the hard ground, allowing to manipulate and pull up titanic amounts of rock. Two giant mountaneous rock formations emerged from the right and left sides of the Rashomon gates, dwarfing them in size and intimidation. They were closed in, boxed between one of Iwagakure’s finest creations and Oko’s strongest, most destructive jutsu. With enough area to enclose the three Rashomon gates, the Mountain Sandwich technique would no doubt crush the gates. But how long it’d take for that to happen is what Oko would like to find out. By clapping her hands together, the two rock formations followed the direction of her gesture command. Like a behemoth, they slid gradually, converging one each other with the poor triplet gates standing in between them. The poor oni would not have been smiling any longer if the faces could move. Upon contact with the spiky flame-like frame of the Rashomon gates, Oko could hear a bellowing cry, as if there was a dent being bench-pressed onto the side of a big cruise ship. With this deep pressure coming in from both sides, she could see safely from where she was how the flame-like mane was slowly being crumbled up, slowly crushed like garbage. However, she could see that it was taking a lot of time for it to do so, as the three Rashomon gates in collective unison were trying to push back with as much force as it could to prevent themselves from being squashed. As the horrid sound continued on, Oko watched as cracks appeared on the temple rooftop above the Rashomon gates. Soon, those tops shattered and collapsed. Oko counted the time, and noted that it was twenty seconds and the Mountain Sandwich was still caving the Rashmon gates in, while they tried their best to stop it. Normally, an A-rank defense would not put up much of a fight against a S-rank. But the Rashomon gates were specialized summonings from the realm of Hell, and were suited purely as the ultimate defense. It provided far greater durability than most A-rank defenses, allowing it to weaken the offender’s power much more before it caved in. She counted thirty seconds and at last, the very metal gates of the Rashomon were squashed, crushed, and mashed beyond any facial recognition. But the two faces of the Mountain Sandwich that were applying pressure did not meet, and thus a complete shape was not formed. Although not destroyed and rendered useless, the Rashomon gates were able to provide a 3-meter gap that separated the two rock formations, so it was able to weaken the Mountain Sandwich down to an insignificant level before it was destroyed.. As Oko stepped into this tunnel passage, she could see large cracks all over on the interior faces of the Mountain Sandwich, proof that even her own technique was struggling with the inferior jutsu. Soon, both the Rashomon gates and the rock formations disappeared, returning a sizable area of land into a barren, wrecked earth. Lcukily she did not perform all of these huge-ass jutsus in Kirigakure,or else it would have attracted the village ANBU. Now that she was able to summon three gates, she must be able to summon all five of the Rashomon gates that Ibaraki-doji built. “Quintuple Rashomon” as it was called was the strongest defense of the Rashomon gates, and offered complete protection against S-rank jutsus. However, it consumed a huge amount of chakra and required an extensive mastery of Ninjutsu in order to summon all five gates. Each of the gates would have represented each of the basic five elements, and so anyone who mastered all of the elemental natures would have no trouble summoning Quintuple Rashomon. Those like Oko who are fine with only one element would have to work very hard and do anything complex and advanced in order to completely master the Rashomon. Unlike a singular or Triple Rashomon, it was not a simple matter of putting more chakra into it. Not even one of the Sannin was able to get to this level, and it took Hashirama Senju to summon them to defend against a powerful Tailed Beast Bomb. With that, Oko left for home, pondering what to do in mind.