My Ninja Girl 4 by Gideon Caldwell (latest novels to read .TXT) 📕

be back. Don’t wait up for us,” she said, her comment causing Soraya’s ears to twitch. “And don’t miss us too much.”

“We’ll be sure not to,” the kitsune called to her.

They exited the large residence and came to the main courtyard of the monastery, paper lanterns lit and growing lime green with industria, prayer flags above them beating in the nice evening breeze.

“I think Soraya is growing fond of you,” Bunni teased.

“Do you, now?”

“I do. It’s not often that she warms up to someone, especially a guy, so consider yourself lucky.”

Micah shrugged. “She just takes some getting used to, that’s all.”

“Most interesting people do.”

They made their way down the lane that led away from the monastery, and eventually reached the bustling streets of Muryane, Bunni with her glaive slung over her shoulder and in its cylindrical art case, as usual. Like the others, she couldn’t be very far from her weapon, something that they all seem to have grown used to by this point. Micah didn’t have any of his gear with him. There really was no point: they weren’t going to be attacked here.

The streets of the district were quite lively, Micah seeing a variety of multicolored rabbiteers, most of the Heian Plains Dwellers much taller than the citizens of Neo-Hokkaido. Many of the restaurants had opened up onto the street and set tables out in front, folks enjoying meals and drinks with others. There was something jovial about it all, Micah a bit surprised to be in a place where people were able to do something like this.

It was the exact opposite of Neo-Hokkaido, with all the restrictions the monks had put in place, and the overall feel of the country, how strange and oppressive it seemed to have become over the course of his life. It was like viruses didn’t exist here, no masks, no indication that anything like that was coming, no warning lights that Micah knew would eventually go off. Nothing.

How could a border make such a difference? he thought as they turned a corner, the two now in a well-lit alley that ran into a dead end a quarter mile away. Likely because their own government isn’t using viruses to control people…

There wasn’t a way for Micah to attack all of the clandestine medical sites that the Society of Monks were using to house their biological weapons, at least not one that didn’t force them to rely heavily on Bobi’s mechas.

Shining light on the situation, and hoping that the light would work, could only come from the top, which was why installing Ahmey into the role to deal with the Society of Monks seemed to be the only way forward. But they still needed to get to her shrine on the floating district of Uyanga, and while they had plenty of ideas as to how this could play out, it really was up to her in the end.

He squeezed Bunni’s hand, the same hand which happened to have the wedding ring he’d given her. Soon, we’ll find out if all of our planning, if the idea that we have is even feasible, Micah thought as they came to a three-story building with an elaborately painted exterior, almost resembling a fan of peacock feathers set around a rabbit-ear shaped door. The place didn’t stand out compared to the other buildings, and it had a hidden in plain sight sort of feel to it, a barber shop next door, and a tailor on the other side.

Bunni knocked, and the door popped open on its own. They stepped in and were greeted by two Plains Dwellers wearing tight little skirts and tops that showed their midriffs. Both had long dark hair which was tied up into a bun, and both were smiling.

“We have a reservation,” Bunni said.

“Of course, right this way,” said the woman on the right. Micah and Bunni were led to the top floor, a suite that was entirely theirs with a spa in the corner and room dividers arranged to make a smaller square in the center of the space.

“Undress. We will be back.”

The women left, leaving Micah and Bunni to take off their clothing. Now a bit more comfortable in situations like this, Micah got completely undressed, only for Bunni to laugh at him.

“What?” he asked as he looked down at his member, expecting that this was what she was laughing at.

“Shower, first. You’re getting a full body massage. You don’t want to stink.”

“Got it.” Micah stepped over to a shower separated from the room by a pane of frosted glass. The water was instantly warm, and Micah went about soaping himself up as Bunni joined him. The Plains Dweller helped him, which of course caused an erection, and then she started cleaning herself, Micah ‘helping’ her by kneading her breasts.

At least he thought he was helping.

Once they were toweled off, the two made their way to the massage tables and got into position, both still nude.

“Are you ready for this? A true couples massage…” Bunni looked over at him, the Plains Dweller now on her back.

“What’s there to be ready for?”

“You’ll see…”

The two massage therapists came into the room and began working on their backs. The woman massaging Micah leaning forward as she kneaded her elbows into his shoulders, her breasts rubbing against the back of his head. He was now face down, his head in a padded hole that had been cut to the massage table, and her massage continued for a good fifteen minutes, the woman’s elbows expertly moving up and down his back. She then added a hot oil to the mix, which had a minty smell to it.

Everything was going normally until she started massaging his ass, Micah not quite expecting that. But it felt good, and he soon relaxed into it. The massage therapist continued downward, moving between