I'm not going to think about my punishment, I'm not going to think about my punishment...
Screw this, I'm going to have to talk about my punishment, am I not?
Officially it was labeled an extra-credit project for the academy, since I was such a 'promising' student. Unofficially, it was hell.
I am talking about the nastiest unpaid D-ranks even my impossibly twisted mind couldn't possibly have come up with.
Well, okay, safe the Tora-mission, because while they wanted me traumatized enough to NOT blab about village secrets again, they didn't want me physically maimed for life.
I feel SO underestimated, happy I don't need to catch that damn hellspawn, but nevertheless underestimated.
Not that that's a bad thing, mind you. Aside from having a few aces up my metaphorical sleeves, I'm grateful I don't have to go all out all of the time. I'm not saying I'm breezing through life but... well, okay... I'm kind of doing so at this point.
It's just so goddamn hard to care!
And NO, my eyes totally aren't watering as my mind goes there.
Hey, a girl can dream, right?
Or at the very least blame it on the nauseating stench of the sewers I'm in for my current D-rank.
"Oi, don't dawdle", one of the genin also on this mission called out to me.
This was going to be a loooong few months until I turned 10, could finally graduate, and get rid of the worst of these D-ranks.