Morrigan took a couple of days to meander over to Okayama on foot, hoping to come in under the radar of the Jurai women and their demoness friend and perhaps get a little one on one time with her prospective candidate.
These trains and taxis and addresses were hard to navigate, and all the walking was starting to hurt her beautiful feet. She seriously wondered how the mortals could stand it at all.
Still, after so many days, her target was in view. The apartment window was open, and everything was perfect for a surreptitious visit to get around the distasteful red tape.
Climbing was easy enough, she may have been 'tired' from all her 'ordeal' but it was really nothing she hadn't experienced in the past. And certainly not a threat to life or limb.
Of course, she could have just flown or teleported in, but that risked alerting that Washu the Ryoko demoness mentioned. Yes, better to use just raw muscle.
Besides, the sweat would give her wonderful skin that extra glow that would be just so devastating for her would be paramour.
And then she set her hand on the open edge of Kiyone's window.
Morrigan had never faced the painful indignity of one of running the wrong way into one of Ayeka's reactive force field arrangements. At least not until she'd gone flying through the air several dozen feet with archs of yellow electricity slamming painfully through her body.
The worst part being that the entire process was being performed my machines making it completely devoid of any sort of emotion or passion and thus not even the beginning of appealing to the Succubus Queen of Battle.
Twitching, the succubus reached a charred hand out from under a pile of rubble and sat up to reveal a heavily charred and disarrayed succubus currently smelling of old fish and dog food.
A bobbly cylinder zipped over to the succubus and started projecting an image.
"All direct contact is forbidden until the first meeting two weeks from now," Ayeka's image said. "Given the impulsive reputation of your species, I had precautions taken to secure Miss Makibi's virtue and honor until the matter is decided. I hope we can expect that this is the last time we will hear of such a disturbance from so great a member of royalty."
"Oh...I'm going to kill you," Morrigan said to the image as her eye twitched. "First...I'm going to have a bath, and then, I'm coming to your little shrine and mopping the floor with your pretentious face."
"In case you start issuing threats," Ayeka's image noted. "I must remind that this is a recording and as such any cleverly or not so cleverly chosen words are wasted entirely. I shall, of course be ready to discuss this with you at any time you deem convenient."
"Oh, we'll deem convenient," Morrigan said as she stood up, took a deep breath and immediately coughed for the stench. "Gasp...I'm going to love this."
A young Japanese woman of about twenty three turned to look at her sleeping dorm-mate before pulling up her computer and opening a hidden and secure email program.
It was standard practice for the older students to be paired with the younger in order to practice keeping an eye on underlings. They were tasked with keeping an eye on the younger ninja's mental state as well as watching for potential willingness to take part in some of the more delicate of assignments.
Not everyone had what it took to be an assassin or seducer, after all.
Besides, there were several clans in attendance at the college and it only made sense that each clan wanted some idea of the talents of their younger set.
That said, the girl here shifted a bit uncomfortably as she drew her attention again to the achingly wonderful form sleeping on the other bed and then turned toward her task at hand.
Sometime later in the year, after much of the dust had settled from Morrigan's quest, the following report came to the deans of the Sarusuberi University.
Compiled report on student Ibuki. Weeks 4-7
Week 4 (highlights):
Returned from streetfighter tournament one day late due to train derailment...Fourth place showing...dresses very differently. Well, not differently, but there is a definite sexual awareness and accompanying embarrassment for a first time sexual encounter. Find myself affected by her new style, must be devastating to men.
Will attempt to ease her into a seduction scenario next week.
Week 5
The girl is a natural. I think I just missed catching her in the act with one of three guys I saw her dancing with. I believe she acheived the goal of acquiring credit info and identity information from each man.
I did see her slipping into an off-campus apartment of another student. One Hideki. But probably just a social visit, the other man's girlfriend came out with him to say goodbye when she left.
I swear, she's getting more beautiful with every passing second. It's like being in the same room with her and breathing in the air filled with her scent is...ahem.
She remains inordinately embarrassed by any allusion to her skill with men. I have yet to reveal that I am also a ninja student set to watch her. Oh, how I'd love to teach her more directly everything I...ahem.
Week 6:
She calls me "Anko-sempai" isn't it sweet. I talked to her about my herpetology class today, she seemed really interested. She was very focused on everything I said, but I must have said something wrong because she got embarrassed all of a sudden and ran out really quickly. I failed to realize this was unsual behavior and did not follow her in time to see where she was going.
I think I may have let on that I am a student overseer, I caught her watching me when I woke up last night
Week 7:
Ibuki-sama has been with me three times this week, it is such a wonderful experience that I find it difficult to attend classes the next day. She says she hungers for me.
She hungers for me.
She is so glorious. I will do anything for her, my Ibuki-sama.
Ryu frowned as he looked over the devastation that had been a fairly respectable arena until a few days ago. Now it was in shambles, and several of the fighters were hanging about still receiving attention from nurses and paramedics frantic to find why their normally vital systems seemed so inexplicably tired and weak.
Ryu crossed his arms and shook his head, knowing the fighters would eventually recover, though the extent of their weakness only emphasized that they weren't up to the level that this opponent would desire.
He recognized a lot of the playful nature of the damage being done and the hungry manner that some of the spectators prescribed to the girl that was supposed to be responsible for this.
However, as far as he knew, Sakura Kasugano was no succubus. And this level of recklessness was far past what Morrigan had been letting herself do the past five years and her rare trips home.
Which meant that somewhere out there a younger succubus impersonating the girl he knew was making trouble. Either that or Sakura had somehow become a succubus and gone on a battle-thirsty rampage. In which case, it was amazing she hadn't unlocked the dark hadou yet.
Then again, the playful nature of a fighting succubus probably worked against the anger needed to fall to the darkness somewhat.
He looked up towards the debris teetering on the flagpole above him, a chalk scoreboard declaring Sakura Kasugano the victor which apparently the girl had taken, leaped up and spiked down on the flagpole before flashing a naive and innocent "v" for victory pose.
All the damage had been like that by report, simple enthusiasm gone insane with little to no malice involved at all.
In fact most onlookers said they were hesitant to mention any damages because the girl looked so mortified and embarrassed when they did hesitantly make her aware of one thing which she immediately worked to fix.
The girl was so nice and friendly that no one wanted to hurt her feelings by calling her a rampaging engine of destruction.
Ryu shook his head and wished there was someone else besides him to deal with this.
Was there any more reckless social group than young succubi?
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