But the best part of the place was the fact that it had some non-irradiated hot springs, which meant that they could take some relaxing baths, and enjoy themselves fully.
"We've got it made boys!" pompously said their leader as he and half of his bandit group walked with him.
His second in command nodded. "That's true, boss. We can put our feet up for days!"
"Don't think so small!"
"Huh?"
"Don't you realise that if we set this place up properly, we can have the best headquarters around?! Just imagine all these pretty young workers being our personal servants!"
"I like the way you think!"
"That's why I'm the boss!" the leader boomed. "Now let's head to the bath area!"
They went along, snickering in self-satisfaction for a while, and found nothing, not even a blocked hallway, that would impede their progress. Each of them held himself with a complete certainty about his power, and position at the moment. They headed directly to their goal, not even bothering to pretend to fear any reprisals.
However, something stopped them when one of them stopped and listened at the door to the baths. "I think that someone's in there..."
"What? Let me see..," the boss growled, and stomped inside with all the intimidation that he could muster... until he saw who it was.
Sitting chest deep in the water was a shapely young woman with long blonde hair, and not a stitch of clothing on. "Hmm...? Are you coming to enjoy the baths too?"
"We sure are, sweetie..."
"Well, why don't you join me..?"
A gasp of pleasure came up from the bandits and they grinned lecherously at the thought. Their boss leaned in and took on an expression of mock-disbelief. "Are you sure about that?"
"Yes. Why wouldn't I?"
"Well, a little girl like you might be afraid of some strong strapping men..."
"Oh, don't be silly..," she told him and turned to face the group, holding only a towel up to protect her dignity. But that didn't help hide the fact that she was very busty, and each of the bandits picked up on that. "So, why don't you get rid of those guns and relax nicely?"
"Hmm? Why would we give up our guns?"
"Because it would be so much nicer to do so?"
"We aren't supposed to be 'nice'. We're tough and hard men who take what we want."
"Oh... So I suppose that it was you who were making all that noise just now..."
"Yes, we were, girlie. What? Do you have a problem with that?" the boss asked.
"Well... It's not very polite... How's about you leave those nice people alone? I'm sure that they'll make you very comfortable if you do..."
"Heh... We're already very comfortable, and they're going to make sure that we stay that way. So what can you give us that would be worth giving all this up?"
"What about my smile?" the blonde asked, giving them a sweet smile that would have been simply nice in most situations, but seemed silly at the moment.
"Ha ha! You're funny girlie! How 'bout you join the girls instead?! I'm sure that you all would make some tasty morsels!"
"Ugh... Can't you let them go?"
"Of course not! The only way that you would get us to do that would be to make us!"
"Not like that again..," she sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"I do so hate it when everything turns into a fight... I always have to get into it..."
"You?! Don't make me laugh!"
"I know... But it's true. Still, I think that it'd be best for you to let this place be."
"Humph! We're not going to let a little girl tell us what to do!" the boss snarled. "Boys! Get ready to teach this girl a lesson!"
"Will do boss!" his second in command agreed, and suddenly every gun they had in the room was pointed at her.
"So what will you do know, honey? Are you going to submit that lovely little body of yours, or are we going to have to make you?"
"I don't think so," she replied, her golden eyes narrowing as she pulled a revolver out from behind her towel and pointed it at them.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Not really... Though I really would hate to have to get violent and hurt anyone... It's not really nice..."
"You hurt US?! I don't think so!"
"It would happen..."
"With that gun? It's got only six shots, and there are ten of us here, and more outside. Even if you could manage to hit use with every shot, you'd still have four of us on you before you could do anything else. So, what do you say? You going to give up that nice body of yours before we ruin it?"
"Not really..."
"Well then, I suppose that's just as well... It sounds like it'd be easier to make the workers... entertain us... Boys! Make her stop that annoying chatter!"
"Yeah!" the other bandits yelled, and began to shoot at the blonde in the bath.
However, none of them hit her, as she fairly danced around the bullets, letting them hit the walls around her. It seemed to be effortless, and even as they fired more, none of them could manage even a grazing shot. She managed to hit them just fine, and within quick order, six of them were laying on the ground, curling their bodies around their wounds.
"Why you..," the head bandit growled.
"You want to reconsider sharing the bath now?" she asked brightly.
"No!"
"Too bad."
"You're out of bullets! You can't do anything! But we can do plenty!"
In response, she seemed to bobble her impressive chest, and a set of bullets popped out from the valley between her breasts. Swinging her gun, she popped open the chamber, emptied the casings off to the side, and slapped the new bullets into the chamber using only flicks of her wrist. Before the bandits could do anything more than gawk at the display, she'd shot the rest of them, sending them tumbling to the floor to moan in pain.
"I suppose that they should have taken your advice," said a new male voice, and she turned to smile at the swordsman perched on a rock nearby.
"Yat-chan!"
"Hey. Guess they didn't want to share the bath with you."
"At first they did. But when I asked them to put down their guns..."
"'They refused, and things turned into a fight.'"
"How'd you know?"
"I know you," he replied, and sighed heavily. "I've gotten used to your attitude."
"Oh? So where were you?"
"Taking care of the rest of their friends. Not that it was any type of challenge. They aren't that good. But I did work up a sweat..."
"You did?"
"A bit..."
"So do you want to join me in the bath?"
"GAH!" Yajiro Kojima, the 'Rear Guard Tiger' blurted, fell on his face in an undignified sprawl. "Rushuna..."
Rushuna Tendo smiled brightly as her friend tried to recover his dignity. Not that this was a major bump, though it seemed to be something of a habit to find trouble when they stopped at places like this. However, she wasn't planning on stopping now, while:
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