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

one that we discussed in detail in our previous visit. And we want you to be the leader of it. We know that there are meetings of higher-ranked monks, the upper echelon, and we want to use one of these meetings to install you as the new, um, de facto leader. A coup. From that point forward, we would like to bring the Hermetics to the table, to form some kind of council…” Micah cleared his throat, feeling more and more like the air was being sucked out of the room. “Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself, but we can go into more detail about it. That’s just sort of the overall idea of the plan.”

“There is a meeting coming up, a day from now,” Ahmey said, which was not at all how Micah expected her to respond. There was no way of knowing what was going on in the young nun’s head, but he certainly didn’t expect her to immediately agree to their plan, which was what it sounded like based on her tone. “For this to work, we will need to be prepared for an all-out war at the administrative building in Coralie, inside and out. I do have a connection, an older nun seated on the ‘upper echelon,’ as you call it. Also, you should know that it is called the High Council, but that detail isn’t important. What is important is speaking with Saru to see if she would support our cause. We would need some support, at least initially. Change has been made through the Society of Monks from time to time in this very way, and I can go into the history of that later, but to do what you are suggesting, we will need a plan for inside the building, and outside. Are you prepared for something like that?”

“The plan for inside will be us,” Yuri said, summarizing a conversation they would definitely be clarifying over the next day. “We will act as your security detail; I’m assuming every member has a detail, right?”

“That’s correct. And outside? That will be just as important as inside.”

“In that case, the plan for outside would be the Hermetics, as well as Bobi, our AI, and his mechas,” Micah added. “A two-pronged attack.”

Ahmey nodded. “For this to happen, we need to start the planning process, and you need to get in touch with the Hermetics. I’m sure they will have demands that need to be met. Unfortunately, we won’t be able to rely on the Monks of Repose for this. They have all but disbanded after recent events, most going into hiding. That said, if we make a true effort here, they will certainly play an important part in implementing our cause once we have taken power. But first, it starts with Hermetics. Our outside protocol is as important as what happens on the inside.”

Chapter Ten

Micah didn’t like the outcome of the very brief conversation with Hermetics leader Julia, but she had presented him with no other option, and even though it was not an ideal situation, he had reluctantly agreed to it. There was more to discuss, and that would take place sooner rather than later, after she spoke with Choro. It was time to line up the pieces now—the Society of Monks’ upper echelon—the High Council, as they were known—was set to meet just over a day from now. It was the perfect time to strike.

Dinner was a light affair, one overseen by Soraya with food provided by Ahmey, the smell of a baked dish filling the expansive chambers beneath the young nun’s shrine. They had been given several rooms, which would have been great had the rooms not been glorified dormitories. After some negotiation, Soraya took a room all to herself, Bunni shared one with Liza, and Micah ended up in a dorm with Yuri. He would have preferred being in a room with both Bunni and Yuri, but there wasn’t much space, and bunk beds further complicated matters.

“Top or bottom?” Micah asked Yuri as he set his things down on the table near the bed. He was glad in that moment that his grandmother wasn’t in the room—she would have had a field day with this question and retorted with a lewd remark.

“You can take the top,” Yuri told him.

Micah considered suggesting that they share one of the bunks, but they were even smaller than he thought they would be, and the likelihood of his feet dangling off the end was high. He undressed and took the top bunk, Yuri doing the same and taking the bottom.

Micah didn’t think he’d be able to fall asleep, not quickly. Even if he was exhausted by what happened over the course of the day, he still felt energetic, like he should be up doing something. Shifting to his side, he stared to the opposite wall of the small room, which was now lit by a small night lantern powered by industria. It wasn’t that comfortable of a space, everything bare aside from a wardrobe in the corner next to a place where someone could hang their bucket. Micah and Yuri’s buckets were on the table, neither of them spotting the hooks earlier.

Note to self, he thought as he thought about the people who had likely stayed in the room, monks and nuns in passing, perhaps the occasional long-term visiting scholar. It was a windowless space, more prison-like than not, and while it should have been warm it was not, Micah glad that there were plenty of blankets on the bed.

He moved to his back, and stared up at the ceiling until it began to blur on the periphery. This seemed to help to some degree, and perhaps he would have finally been able to rest had it not been for movement below. His gaze shifting downward, Micah caught Yuri standing in her panties, quietly opening the wardrobe. She