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"[color=007236]I am a master of vibe killing,[/color]" was the green-haired chunin's dry reply, "[color=007236]though I assumed that Maquia-san's attempts at killing your back would be of greater import than my sense of blandness.[/color]"

Unlike the more gullible (and excitable) young genin, Haruka was evidently disbelieving of claims that Aoi's presence on Dotorame's back was for the purposes of "training". Having tried weight training in the past (and having come to the conclusion that it wasn't for him), he knew that the supposed method his fellow method was utilising would be highly inefficient, and likely to do harm to the developing genin's spine rather than exactly help. Placing so much weight on Dotorame's back? That was a bad idea.

"[color=007236]Hopefully we can refrain from neutering anyone this mission,[/color]" he continued to drone on. "[color=007236]It is likely that the man will be quite harmless, and I am also rather opposed to making contact with somebody's genitals, even if the reward is ten thousand ryo.[/color]"

That was a lie. He would not admit it, but Haruka was quite unsure whether or not such a grand sum of money could tempt him away from his usual path. Greed could do strange things to a person, he knew, and even he was unlikely to be immune to the charms of wealth.

He was definitely hoping that it would be an easy mission. Fighting too much was something he was refraining from, for his arm had really only just recovered from the last mission he had participated in.

Messing with shape manipulation was always dangerous.

"[color=007236]Please excuse Osumari-kun's lack of foresight, Reikan-chan,[/color]" Haruka said politely, breaking out of his thoughts to address the newly-arrived genin. The mission hadn't exactly accounted for her presence, but bringing along another warm body would not hurt in the slightest. "[color=007236]If this has been also assigned to you, please feel free to accompany us.[/color]"