The famous Ichiraku shop that has been in Leaf for a long period of time is a favorite among the locals of Konohakagure. However, it would seem that a particular someone might have a vendetta against the famous shop.
Ichiraku himself had lost a lot of money since he can't open shop yet, and it would seem to be that he would be smart enough to nip this at the bud before it would ever become a problem. A letter was written to the Hokage, a mission slot was made, and all it would take would be for someone to grab up the mission.
Only a few minutes later, a young boy by the name of Yamamoto Akira would pick up the mission. Upon reading the details, he would have to make his way to Ichiraku Ramen. Once there, he would see upon first inspection, the whole restaurant was a mess. Pots and pans looked like they've been thrown around, uncooked noodles strewn everywhere, and a very stressed out Ichiraku pacing back and forth. Upon seeing the young boy, the man would take a deep breath. "Finally! I was beginning to think that I would have to keep the shop closed another day! It's been breaking my heart to see so many customers walk up, only to leave with an empty stomach because such a mess was made!"
He sat down and offered a seat to the boy. "Let me tell you what happened. I woke up, did my morning routine, came to the shop and found it a whole mess! I would assume that whoever did this would be after my secret recipe, but it is safely in its safe."
Ichiraku himself had lost a lot of money since he can't open shop yet, and it would seem to be that he would be smart enough to nip this at the bud before it would ever become a problem. A letter was written to the Hokage, a mission slot was made, and all it would take would be for someone to grab up the mission.
Only a few minutes later, a young boy by the name of Yamamoto Akira would pick up the mission. Upon reading the details, he would have to make his way to Ichiraku Ramen. Once there, he would see upon first inspection, the whole restaurant was a mess. Pots and pans looked like they've been thrown around, uncooked noodles strewn everywhere, and a very stressed out Ichiraku pacing back and forth. Upon seeing the young boy, the man would take a deep breath. "Finally! I was beginning to think that I would have to keep the shop closed another day! It's been breaking my heart to see so many customers walk up, only to leave with an empty stomach because such a mess was made!"
He sat down and offered a seat to the boy. "Let me tell you what happened. I woke up, did my morning routine, came to the shop and found it a whole mess! I would assume that whoever did this would be after my secret recipe, but it is safely in its safe."