[h3][color=8493ca]Nanashi[/color][/h3]
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The lone shinobi went straight on the nearby grass field to lay down flat as the Task Master accepted him to tag along. Resting his whole body on the comfortable grassy platform, staring on the sky. Canvasing his master wishlist on his head. 

The first one. She wanted a rice field on her birth place.

[i]Why? [/i]

He rose up his upper body and scratching, perhaps if she was still and with him and do all her plans, it might go work. But right now he was just all alone. The only he can do the favor is to release her ashes on the heart part of the birth land. 

The shinobi decided to stroll around the camp.