Woolfgang walked quietly, almost missing the company of a genin or chuunin by his side. For the past few years he had hated and nearly killed his annoying apprentices, but the moment that they left or were trained to his liking he realized that he longed for the annoyance. Kusono, Gi, Zabuza and Burritsu and even the leaf ninja Toshiko the very boy who took his arm off and damaged the rest of his body.
Damn all you kids, i almost like you guys He shook his head as he saw the village in sight. He looked over his body to make sure he was presentable for the village, he had just gotten out of the prison only a week or so ago the days whilst traveling seemed to blend into each other. He seemed nearly unwounded, he had made a clean escape from Kumo and didnt feel like returing to Kiri just yet, he was approved for traveling anyway.

In the distance the village walls were growing closer, bearing the symbol of Iwagakure, it was now that Wolfgang tossed all of his Anbu gear into his bag. Wearing just his mesh vest, black pants with boots and a large billowing bear skin cloak. He clicked his face mask on and set the humidity to its preset amount for Kirigakure. As he drew even closer he did another check to make sure he looked presentable and non threat. He kept his sebon pack on his boot sides, and his Katar was strapped to his lower back under his cloak hidden in case something went wrong. He rubbed the top of his freshly shaven head, hearing the sound of the skin being rubbed smooth. Finally after a few hours of walking he came to the large gate, he decided to not sneak in and do the job properly and let them know he is entering.
Two chuunin approached him wearing the thick brown combat jacket they also wore the red headband of the village. Wolfgang bowed to them, the gave him a curt nod in return. Who are you? He was curt but polite, Wolfgang smiled and answered in the most pleasant voice he could My name is Miho, im hear for your medical ninja. As you can see by the one arm i have He showed them the arm that was missing the hand from the wrist.
They nodded and told him not to get in trouble or their would be trouble, Wolfgang almost giggled that they thought they would be able to take him, but he stayed quiet and bowed again walking past to the village. He turned and yelled back as he left Wheres the best place to relax here!? They turned and fumbly came up with the natural hotsprings, Wolfgang nodded and began the travel there, his muscles could always use the water and heat.
As he found the hot springs he was approaching, it was a natural springs and was more like a hot lake then a building. He didnt know if there was anyone here he hadnt deigned to look yet, he was already busy taking the cloak off of him, shedding it happily, the mesh shirt he wore showed the massive muscle system, the tattoos he had gotten for over the years not faded a day, all stark and colorful as he dropped his bag beside him.

"We are a bored Jet. Jet. Jet. Oh we are a bored Jet. Jet. Jet. Even Jester can't take it. Can't stand it. This silence. What did we do to deserve this? Was it the time we cut down-" A small tap on their shoulder forced the Yuurei to stop their song and glare at whoever interrupted. Did they see their large audience, awaiting with bated breath for the chorus? No? The Bear masked anbu was staring at her. What? Did she have blood on her mask again? No, the miss shook her head. Apparently Jet said that out loud. Instead, Bear pointed to Jet's unnecessarily heavy and large sword in her hand which she had used to occupy herself with by swinging it in big circle in a very loose grip. If not handled with care, someone could end up hurt. Or worse! Worse sounded bad. So why the fuck was she allowed to carry it around. Oh right...spoils of war. That and she could seal it into her bandages and they would never see it again. Yea, let's not piss off the crazy lady with the weapons. It would not be the smartest idea around.

Still there were more important matters at hand! A suspicious enemy has entered the field! Eliminate stealth mode or up front like a badass? Interact with the enemy? Jump down and sit on them and ride them like a donkey? All these options sounded pleasing and more fun than the last, however by the display he was being none threatening and even had proper papers. Oh god why? Why would you do this to me? Why would you present a challenge, a new enemy to conquer and give me a fucking pansy ass instead- Ooooooh he has some fucking sexy tattoos all over that fine ass. Mmm let me have some of that!

A quest marker appeared. Name: Get in his pants. Description: A new stranger to the land of stone and earth has appeared. He looks built, massive, and absolutely gorgeous. Probably has a nice package too. Jester has not slept with anyone new lately and is feeling rather built. Why not welcome the new guy to the village the nice old fashion way? Warning, may ruin reputation by XX amount. Current reputation is -XXXXX. Hidden Objective: Find out what the bald man is doing in iwa and kill him if he poses a threat. Compensation would also be viable. Do you accept this quest?

Awww they gave her a choice~ How sweet. Of course they pick yes! Woo! This is going to be fun! Jester turned towards the Bear whom was watching her a little closely, ever since she came back to the village she has been more unpredictable lately and was flipping between Jet, Jester, Jetsuda, Jetty, and whoever the fuck kept boobing trapping all the damn training grounds with traps seals.

Ooo ooo I know know I know! Jester turned to the camera. "Hehe, Thanks Obama"

Who on earth this Oba-ma was?!?!? Bear was astounded and looked around for whoever Jester was talking to, but when they turned to face the young sapling, she disappeared. Oh....oh god....why were supposed to watch them!

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Jester hummed as merry tune as they skipped to the hot springs, the larger ones, to follow the bald man. So far his name would be sparky sparky boom man. Totally not copyrighted. For a man his size, Jester expected him to go into a private area, but instead he went towards a rather public one in the men's section. Although she would love to give a show, she rather have some heart to heart talk with the newbie. She did not want to scare him off after all. That would be mean to do. So by simply showing up with her shit eating grin and her large sword that was not compensating for something else, anyone in the bath's scrammed but silently as she made a hush hush motion.

With the bathhouse cleared, she would be finally left alone with him. The thought of getting hot and steamy made her tingly. So with practiced ease, she stripped down to her bare bum, sealing her stuff away into her bandages which she ever so gently hid underneath a rock because who would look under a rock. Nobody but Jet and that is why she was a smart Jester.

She giggled and slipped into the water wordlessly, opened her eyes and swam without making a single ripple. Whenever he planned to enter the water, Jet would swim underneath and appear right in the middle of his legs chirping happily "Hiya!"

782~

Wolf noticed that he was being followed from the front gate, he didn't bother looking as he had already caught a glimpse, and what he saw didn't displease him he saw what was quite obviously a ninja as her skills in following him silently was remarkable , he could have guessed that it was ambu level skill, the only reason he knew this was for his own anbu training and tracking. He didn't bring his armor due to it being much to suspisous to get in, e didn't plan on harming anything but the extra attention was not wanted or needed.
Wolf entered the spring and finished stripping down. taking the rest of his clothes off the mesh shirt being tOsseo onto the ground. As the shirt came off his scars became apparent, from his count less battles and hus wins and losses. As he dropped trow he grabbed a small towel. his height made the towel barely cover his upper thigh.
As wolfgang began towards the nearest spring he noticed that it was empty, not mindin the fact but making him mildly suspisous.
He tossed the towel to the ground as he went to slip into the hot springs. now most would call what Wolfgang had as "More then large" he never seemed to have troubles with women. As his tattooed legs slipped into the water he dropped in to his stomach, someone popped out of the water in front of him.

On reflex he grabbed at his weapon that with a tears strapped to his lower back in a water sealed sheath, his face going tense for but a moment. Until of course his eyes got a hold of who was jumping out of the water.
The girl that was following him hopped out as naked as the day she was born.
wolfgangs eyes scanned her up and down not fully gping out of his wary mode but enjoying what he saw as a small smirk played on his face. In a really cute sounding voice she greeted him.
"Why hello, this seems to be the men's section, now why would you be in here all alone? " he's deep and thick voice rumbled from his body as Wolfgang got closer to this woman, noticing the 2 foot height differance, having to look down at this hot woman as he drew slightly closer, nearly touching her that close. His face was in a slightly content smirk, his white eyes looking at her always scanning.

Ooc sorry for short post did this from a cell phone aha next will be longer

When Jester popped out the water, she expected some sort of reaction, bigger than the one he displayed and was mildly disappointed she did not even get a yelp. No worries, she will get him screaming her name later. Though it might possibly be here. From a distance she knew he has of the larger sorts but did not think he would be towering over her small slender frame. She was above average height for woman but felt like a child. He was towering over her, mighty and strong, like a wall or the soon to be built one in Meiekko. And when she propped her elbows on his thighs, she stared a little bit and poked it before grinning "Oooo big boy aren't cha?"

Once the tattooed man calmed down and felt more comfortable in her presence, she rest her cheek on his thigh and wagged an invisible neko tail. Her smooth cheek against his skin made her feel even more comfortable in the almost boiling hot water. The liquids caressing her being, lulling it to fall into a deep slumber. However she felt far too energetic to fall to such temptations. But she could take up the offer another time after this sugar high ends. And it was a pretty high high since there was definitely something slipped into that cake she had before her shift at the gates started. Word to the wise, do not accept fucking random cake from strangers. But we are getting off topic, the mysterious stranger leaned in close to our resident Yuurei, almost touching each other despite the staggering two feet height difference, and relayed his inner most desires, an inquiry as for what reason this stranger stalker of a woman was doing in the men's section of the hot springs. She turned peppery on her cheek from the rising temperature of her body and got up on her knees, getting herself a little higher by using the man's legs like a kick board to stay afloat with incredible upper body strength and waved her hand high into the air "This one knows! This one knows where we are!" She almost yelled in a high voice before she blushed and turned shly away to the left "And this one made it so we had some private time just for boom boom man and us. Hehe"

"Oh! This one almost forgot to introduce ourselves. This one is Jester and -"

The cheerful voice shifted to something deeper, not quite masculine however but it was definitely more mature and sounded like her age should. It matched how the bright reddish hue in her blue eyes disappeared for a moment to become a clear ocean "And we are Jet" she voiced. However, as much as the main occupant of this vessel wanted to take back the reins, no longer satisfied with the driver's seat, they could not and were pushed away. Still the fact she acted so irrationally to take control from Jester proved that she had something to say about the man. Jester whilst very odd at times with questionable motives was not so stupid as to totally risk their safety so she will give the benefit of the doubt to Jet and will question him, however some discipline had to handed down like a swift hot iron. No no, bad Jet. Very bad Jet. It's our turn to play so you stay quiet and let us handle this. No cheating! If you do, Jester will do something you won't like After Jet went quite, no doubt fuming inside their mindscape, she turned her attention back towards the man "Ne ne, now it is your turn. Who is boom boom man? Why did you break the rules and bring a weapon inside? Are you a bad man? Jester likes the bad boys and playing the punishment game~"

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Oooo big boy aren't cha?" Wolfgang heard as he was poked, he glanced down a moment and saw that he indeed found her attractive, for he noticed that he was already up. He flashed her a sly grin, and answered in the deep voice of his. You know it, theres no doubt in that As he glanced down he saw her face leaning on his thigh, she was laying directly on his tattoo. It was the one of the first tattoos he got. It was flames wrapped around weapons and gears, a real piece of art.
 He shot her a sly wink, as she leaned her elbows onto his thighs, he loved the height difference between them, most people were smaller then him, but the way she was smaller and still held her own in front of him was astonishing. Most people cowered in front of him due to his size and height but she stood defiantly, naked as the day she was born with more courage then the ninja he fought over the years
He saw as he got closer her face flushed pink, she seemed to enjoy him close by so he stayed that close for now. Oh? you know where you are, thats good. Cause it means you had to have come here on purpose eh?He drew a little bit closer, his rippled 8 pack now touching her, as well as his other parts. I think you're too small to handle me? His tone was very jovial, akin to a tease.

"Oh! This one almost forgot to introduce ourselves. This one is Jester and -And we are Jet"" Ne ne, now it is your turn. Who is boom boom man? Why did you break the rules and bring a weapon inside? Are you a bad man? Jester likes the bad boys and playing the punishment game~" Her voice was very cute and teasing, he hadn't been this attracted to a girl in a long time and she was testing him to his limits. Me? My Name is Miho, Wolf also works for you. And believe me im a bad boy, but not like that i keep it in case im attacked
He said this as he took the sheath off his back whole and tossed it over to the edge of the pool a few meters away, he had no need of it. But...youre the bad one beleive me, following me all the way here, i think that deserves punishment... Jet He paused before he repeated her name, taking his hands and picking her up under the armpits, one arm around the small of her back, and the other behind her shoulder blades. He spun around and put her back to the wall of the pool.
His face nearly and inch from her, he whispered in his deep voice. I mean if thats okay with you of course He wasnt fully asking, he knew she wanted him, his day was getting better and better.

Oh look! He is a nice and healthy boy! Jester eyes bloomed in curious wonder like that of a young child at the tattoed man's nether region. A simple poke awaken his inner beast causing the sleeping giant to rise. It stood up boldly, teeming with power and had a sizable mold. The curve of his blade would pierce right through her and send her into ecstasy. It was then that she knew she made the right decision. She hardly noticed that she begun to stare at it, her hand going towards his groin to caress the smooth line and trace the throbbing veins as if examining a map, planning her exploration to find his tender spots. She only paid some attention to when he gave her a name, Miho or Wolfy to which she chuckle, breaking out of her stupor, and she lowered herself into the spring further to hide her grin. "Wolfy, it suits you. This one is quite happy with it but we are not sure you deserve such a title. Are you not an alpha? You speak as if you have more than a boy's bark so why don't you show us your bite?"

Her words were spoken in a demure fashion as her eyes became lidded, watching his closely examining every inch of his skin now that they did not have to undress him with their eyes. Her eyes devoured him, wanting to sample the dish. She was like a stalking lioness in the heat, ready to pounce. She did not worry about things like protection or birth control because she did not need to. Nor did she care for the audience they acquired, of the Bear Anbu who watched with a red face as well as the members of the hotsprings who were going to investigate why the spring was suddenly emptied but ran away upon finding the pair, fearful of the tattoed man and of the infamous Yuurei Jet, but also of the fact they felt like they were intruding on something private. Out of the corner of her eye she saw one man watching intently, not even he noticed his behavior, to which she smirked at and cause him to run away.

Her excitement only grew when Miho lifted up by her armpits and set her on the pool wall, pressing against him. As her voice his desires she responded in kind by wrapping her legs around him with her mounds of flesh pressed against his chest. She pulled his waist closely to her so he would feel her moist mounds and become fully aware of her growing excitement if her sharp nails clawing into his back were not any indication. And in one swift movement she pulled his neck down, and purred into his ear "If we are bad girls, then punish us"

Unfortunately the events that would transpire over the course of an hour or two are not suitable for the general audience nor for the populace of Iwa. Much to the hotsprings workers dismay, they would be bit of a mess to clean up at the springs and a few complaints about the noise. The only ones who benefited from these events were a fully satisfied Yuurei, an Osada who may or may not want to stop, and a Bear masked Anbu who could not look away

Some time later....

Jester chest rose up and fell, her breath was haggard and her porcelain skin turned a noticeable cherry hue. She would lay against Miho's chest out of breath, practically glowing as they stayed onto the spring's steps. She sat on his lap and was practically purring in his ear in satisfaction before she giggled dopely "Welcome to Iwa"

She did not want to get up and leave his side anytime soon as she was preparing for a possible round two. She was about to ask him to come back to her place for more fun but before she could, a man's girlish scream broke through the air. Her eyes turned towards the suspect.

ENTER: THE NOBLEMAN WHO CAUGHT FEELINGS AND IS EXCITED TO SEE JET BUT ALSO UPSET SHE IS SLEEPING WITH ANOTHER MAN AFTER PLAYING HIM THREE MONTHS AGO ON A MISSION!

Oh shit....

2142~

First Peeping Invasion Attempt Commence!
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(Not Sorry)

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Wolfgang could now say that Iawgakure was his favorite country. After an hour or two off less then pg 13 activity, he and Jet lay in the pool of water, hoenstly just waiting till she was good to go again for a round two. As they lay cuddled together in the pool, she looked up at him Welcome to Iwa Her voice was soft and cute, he shivered at its sound. Aha, what a country this is His had was wrapped around her as he heard her whisper "Oh Shit...."

Wolfgangs eyes perked up and he noticed that someone was near him, his finely tuned senses picking up the sounds of feet and heavy breathing. After a few moments of it he grew tired of an onlooker. He turned his head to look at the man, he was red in the face and seemed pissed off. He guessed that he may have some sort of attachment to this jet. Wolfgang looked down at the cute naked girl. Whoes he? Boyfriend? If so... Wolfgang laughed to himself, deeply and hearty. This made the smaller man behind him fume even more then he already was, Wolfs face now bore a small smirk.

Wolf cracked his neck, hearing the pop and crackle as he spun around to look at this fellow. Do we have a problem? Wolfgang raised himself up to his full height, the girl beside him only up to his mid navel. AS he looked down on himself he noticed all of his scars, most of them covering his tattoos or being covered by tattoos. Thankfully he wasnt wearing his Kirigakure headband so this man wouldnt know whom he really was, around Kiri almost every single person knew who he was. "The Wolf of the Mist" was a catchy tune for himself when he became an Anbu black ops hunting nin. He wasnt known at all in Iwagakure, he enjoyed the anonymity of being a new person in town. This entire time he had also been wondering what rank she was, she seemed to track like a anbu of his own village. He would have noticed her tracking him quicker if she were just a spec jounin or chuunin.
The only thing now was to wonder what rank this here boy toy was, either way he cared not, currently the girl was his.

The Lust for peeping never dies! Attempt number two.
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Takamura finally finished the thirty-sixth portion of Takoyaki. He marinated them in Rayu for a bit, served them to his last customer and prepared to close down shop. It was only early afternoon, yet they were practically out of ingredients. With the till nearly spilling out Ryo, the mention of the Hokage eating at this tavern had brought many to taste its cuisine and such it had been a really busy day with both him and his mother showing signs of fatigue due being constantly swarmed by order after order but on the other hand, they had earned a month’s profit in nearly a day. Takamura’s hand was now aching from the continuous chopping and combined by his regular muscle fatigue due to his morning training only made standing up a difficult feat. His Mother was in no better shape than he was, slumped down on one of the tables. Her usually well-kept demeanour had been reduced to a dishevelled state. Her well kept brown hair frayed and her dress stained, it showed that it had been a hard day for her too. A mix of age and fatigue put her in the same state her son was in, being barely able to get up from where she lay. Yet as she raised her head and met his gaze, she gave him a warm calm smile that he was sure he had never seen the likes of. He did his best to return a warm smile yet all he could manage to form was a weak grin.


He helped her up the stairs, even though in reality they were both helping each other. As they reached the landing, his feet feeling heavy on the creaking planked floor, his mother turned to him. Only this close he noticed how tired her eyes were. “I know you are doing a great sacrifice by helping me instead of going out and having fun with your friends. I couldn't do it without you.“ his mother said in a lower tone than usual. Her voice clearly showed how fatigued it was by a day of shouting orders for Takamura to cook. She embraced him into a hug, which took him by surprise. All he managed to mutter was “No problem, you are my mother after all.” They stood in each other’s embrace for a while, as if time had stopped but in reality, it was just the fact that both of them were too tired to let go. ”I am going to lie down a bit, I think you should do the same.” his mother said as she gave him one last squeeze and turned towards her room. “I think I will go relax a bit with a hot bath instead.” he muttered as he turned towards the stairs. “And maybe catch some nice sights.“ he muttered to himself with a grin.


Before he could even take the first step down, he felt a grip like an iron vice pressure his shoulder.  He was expecting the sound of bone being broken but instead, his mother’s timid voice echoed sternly through the empty hallway. “Why don’t you go and wash the dishes then too?”. A cold shiver ran throughout his body as he turned to face her. Before he could make some half-thought excuse, his mother pulled his ear to bring him eye to eye with her. As they were faced with a woman, Takamura’s eyes reflexively began to drop their gaze towards the upper torso but thankfully for him, he managed to readjust his gaze before he got himself into more boiling water. “Have you no shame?! Can’t a woman bath without worrying about conniving miscreants peeping on her? Erotic magazines one might allow to some fault but this?! How would you feel if some pervert peeped one me?! I am a woman too after all!” He was caught by surprise on how she guessed what he meant and had no idea how she figured out his plan albeit anyone who knew Takamura’s tendencies would probably have guessed it. “Now be a good boy and go wash those dishes.” she said more calmly as she released the grip on his ear. “Yes, mother.” Takamura replied with a deep sigh. Her face lit up and she patted his cheek affectionately; “That's my boy” she said as beamed him a wide smile and turned towards her room once again. This time, he didn't try to return the smile.


His morale shattered, Takamura felt even more tired than he was initially. He always held high the belief that hard work should be rewarded with the greatest rewards. In Takamura's mind, there was no greater reward than spending some quality time at the hot springs. He felt that his righteous reward was unjustly denied from him. Before he could pity himself even more, he found himself in front the silent tavern, plates and tankards scattered all across the tables. Compared to the bustle of the day, the silence felt deafening. He collected the tankards and plates, his face ashen with sorrow as if this was his last day on earth. The kitchen was in no better condition, pans and moulds strewn around, their surfaces matt and bleak with the residue of batter and sauces. Grimly, he set himself to work; half heartily cleaning and polishing the dirty tankards and plates. He tried to entertain himself with those sweet memories of that faithful new year's eve. That only made his lust boil just enough to fill him with determination. “I’m a shinobi of Iwagakure! I will not let myself be denied the spoils of hard work!” Fueled by the new found vigour, he cleaned the current basinful of dirty dishes, took a handful of Ryo out of the till and set out for the hot springs. He was still dressed in his working attire; apron and all. Takamura knew the way well to the Hotsprings, being a frequent visitor and an expert of the workmanship of the bamboo dividers between the pools. The Hot Spring's staff knew Takamura well and even though they tried to ban him multiple times, it was concluded that it was better if he paid to enter then banning him just so he would still sneak his way in and cause trouble.


The clerk behind the desk gave a condescending stare accompanied with a nod of acknowledgement as Takamura paid and made his way towards the collection of shacks that were used as changing rooms. He dared a peek into the women’s changing rooms but unfortunately it seemed to be empty. “Guess everyone is already splashing around.” he hopefully thought to keep the scary thoughts that he might be faced with an empty hot spring. He quickly got out of his dirty apron and sweat ridden clothes, not wanting to waste any more time. The ironically modest Takamura wrapped a towel around his lower body and made his way out to the outdoor pools. There were two different pools for men on one side, the two parallel where for women and there was a both-gender pool on the side. Seeing as one of them seemed to be occupied already, he went to the vacant one. He seeped into the water, the warm feeling easing all his tense muscles and let out a sigh of relief. Before he could put his mind to finding that peephole, he heard a muffled voice from the next pool that he was sure he heard before. And it wasn’t a man’s voice for sure. Using his advanced knowledge of hot springs divider weak points, he managed to pry trough and get a good glimpse. He did manage to locate the point of the voice, which seemed to be a white haired woman that had her back to him, hunched on a bald man of a good build. He was a toned man,  probably a hardened taijutsu practitioner. Takamura assumed that he was a wandering shinobi or something along those lines. Still, he wasn't here to peep on men so he didn't give it much thought. Yet he instantly recognised the female. Not many women had white hair in Iwagakure. He rubbed his neck, as if remembering the iron grip she dragged him by. “Jet-sensei!” he thought with a sly grin. Unfortunately, from where he was standing, all he could see was her ashen back and the upper curve of her buttocks; anything else was either out of sight or submerged into water.


As if there was some perverted god answering Takamura’s prayers, a scream pierced the mostly quiet atmosphere. This caused the bald man to rise up which in turn this moved Jet into the perfect angle for Takamura. His grin turned into a smile of pure awe and ecstasy at the sight of her chest bouncing in cute jiggle as she turned. There seemed to be some conversation going on but at the sight of exposed breasts, nothing short of a great shinobi war would snap him out of it. Takamura’s mind reached a new level of joy and pleasure, his eyes taking in every possible detail of those exposed wet pair of breasts. With every little movement,the bald man did, it resonated through Jet and directly to her torso, causing great delight to Takamura. It wasn’t the biggest pair he had ever seen but something about peeping on your sensei had its new unique type of tingle that trumped the normal feeling by a large margin. They were of decent size and at the end of the day, they were boobs and regardless of size, Takamura would always be hard pressed to turn them down. Albeit one might rightly debate Takamura lacked the ability to do so; let alone in the case of his sensei's boobs. To any onlooker, it would seem as if Takamura was going to bleed out by the amount of blood pouring out of his nose, too entranced and mesmerised by the sight that lay in front of him to do anything but press his face as close as possible to the peepholes: His eyes following every movement of that bosom that brought him so much joy. This caused the blood to start seeping into his opened mouth. Takamura was taken aback spitting and wiping his mouth, the sour copper taste breaking the hypnotising spell that seemed to be on him. He moved to the other side of the Hot Spring where the blood had not yet reached. He washed his mouth and face with utmost haste, every second spent is a second wasted not looking at that alluring bust. In a matter of seconds, he was traversing back to the peephole with the haste of a veteran swimmer. Back into the right place,he regained his conniving activities once again.

[1825]

She wanted to be mad. She really did. She wanted to pulverize whoever interrupted her fun but she supposed she should be happy that she even got to have the fun she did. Normally she would have to make a lot more effort and actually bring them to their place or a hotel. But for someone knew to the village, she got lucky he was not turned off by her oddity. In fact he seemed attracted to it. The slight weakness in her knees was proof of that. He did not hold back and she was glad he had not. Plus from how he acted and those intricate tattoos he had all over his body, she was curious about him. Something about him felt familiar *Cue narrator chuckling. Like something was familiar about him and it was nagging her. She already completed her main mission objective and collected the exp for it but not the hidden one. He acted odd, for he was able to notice her when she knew she was one of the best spies in the village, her stealth was almost unparralled even when she was not in combat. She knew she did not take ghosting him seriously but regardless it proved he was dangerous. So she planned to bring him back to her place, have some more fun, and just when he's on the edge, she will play with him and get the information she wants. After all, men are the most vulnerable during sex and she knew how to make her toys squirm. Unfortunately an obstacle appeared. This obstacle was named something she did not bother to remember. All she knew was she had to infiltrate into his father's court some time ago and had used him as a point of entry whilst disguised. The fact he recognized her threw her off a bit but then she remembered she did not go so far to disguise herself aside from longer pure white hair wig, and much darker blue eye contacts. Yup, she definitely got lazy with that disguise. Note to self, do not repeat that mistake. Note to self, also seal away his memories of the occasion soon as well as any future pawns.

So with a groan she turned towards her recent partner "Yes, he is an old tool we used for a mission. Classified reasons you can understand"

And then the bitchy nobleman screamed. "TOOL! TOOL! HOW DARE YOU! YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME! YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE JUST A WEAK GIRL! B-BUT YOU TRICKED ME"

"Do you know the embarrassment I felt when I realized I was used? I searched everywhere! EVERYWHERE! To get back at you. You will not besmirch my name any longer!" The nobleman whose name no one cares about told his guards to get her. Meanwhile Jet wondered how the fuck these guards even got here. Oh well. All the guards were mid tier b-rank at best and were just samurai. So nothing special. She would take care of them herself but she was not in the mood to get up, walk over to wear her stuff was hidden, unseal her shit and get dressed. Nope too much work. So instead she took two rocks. She threw one at where she knew they were being peeped if the smell of blood was any indication and towards the nobleman. Right before she did however Jester turned to Miho and purred into his ear "Babe would you do as a favor and take care of that. We'll make it up to you later"

2742~
Trained:
Nokogirihajō (700/700)
Kihatsu-sei (2000/2000)
42 wc left over

[EXIT due to inactivity]