Actually make it home.

You and Hikage finally parted ways after a bit more chatting. Her friend at the door, Haruka, winked at you in a sultry way as you left. Unlike yesterday, the road home today was uneventful. You made a few stops to curiously fondle a few cute girls along the way, but didn’t really want to mess up whatever schedules they had and continued along. You were honestly pretty eager to get some sleep and get tomorrow going. It would be nice to use your powers on some new people that you didn’t see almost every day. Your mind was thinking back to the dossiers that Imu had given you on all of the strongest shinobi at Hanzo and you couldn’t wait to meet a few of them.

Before you knew it, you had arrived at your doorstep. You swung open the door and walked inside. “I’m home!” You announced.

Interestingly, you heard two voices welcome you home, both female. Was your mom back from her business trip? It seemed doubtful, she was supposed to be gone for a few months still. Both voices had come from the living room area, so you made your way down the hall and into the room.

Your nose was immediately assaulted with the smell of sweat, but not necessarily unpleasant. Peering around the room you spotted your sister sitting in her usual spot on the couch, right-side up tonight. She wasn’t watching the TV though. You followed her gaze to the other side of the living room, where there was a big empty spot covered by a rug. On the rug, doing push-ups was Miyabi.

At first your mind was reeling a bit, Miyabi had never made house calls before. You weren’t even sure she knew where you lived at all, but here she was, doing pushups on your floor in a loose black tank-top and some skin-tight shorts. Saria was watching Miyabi, but she didn’t look disturbed or confused by her presence, in fact it seemed like she was enjoying the show. You had no idea your sister swung both ways.

“Uh,” you finally spoke up, and Miyabi looked up at you as she continued her workout, “what’s going on?”

Miyabi had a puzzled look on her face. “What do you mean?”

“You’re in my house.”

“Yeah of course I am, this is where I live now.” This response didn’t initially help your confusion, but then it clicked. You had totally forgotten that you made it normal for girls in your harem to live with you. That was honestly something you had prepared for long-term. “I already brought my stuff over. The important stuff is in your room, everything else Saria helped put into storage. Your sister is stronger than she looks.” It was a good thing your room was much too large for just you. You were curious to know the full extent of the damage though, so you said you were going to go change and excused yourself for the moment.

When you entered your room, you were slightly relieved to find that Miyabi was fairly minimalistic. Most of her things were shoved into a corner of the room that you weren’t using anything for anyway. You couldn’t help but peer into her dresser, seeing all of her clothes neatly folded inside. Being the proud pervert that you were, you dug out a pair of her panties and took a good long whiff. They smelled nice, though most of them were very plain. You were happy to find a distinct lack of bras in her collection of underwear. You found yourself mildly curious what actually happened to all the bras in the world after you made it normal not to wear them.

She clearly wasn’t one for decoration, which didn’t really surprise you. Most of her things were more functional than fanciful in their design. You eventually changed as you said you would, getting into a comfortable t-shirt and pair of shorts. You were suddenly aware of Miyabi’s presence behind you, mostly thanks to the smell of her workout.

“Hey.” She greeted you and walked into your room. Moving her way over to you, she pressed her body against yours and kissed you deeply.

“How do you like your new place?” You ask her, after finally prying your lips away from hers.

“I had no idea your parents were so rich. My old apartment was half the size of your room. It was always so hard to find space to work out.”

“Well you can work out anywhere you like now. Even in here if you want.” You offered, smiling at her.

“Are you sure, Ippan?” She blushed a bit, “I wouldn’t want your room to smell like… you know… my sweat and stuff.” Nothing would have made you happier than having your room smell like Miyabi.

“It won’t bother me, I promise. I like everything about you.” You smiled and held her hands.

“Ah, okay. Well if you don’t mind I need to keep going for a little while longer.” She started to stretch out her arms a bit in preparation for her continued workout routine. This movement made her breasts wobble in a pleasing way.

“Please do, but remember it’s normal to work out topless when it’s just the two of us.” You pulled the chair from your desk, sat down and watched as she swiftly pulled her top up over her head and tossed it on the ground near her corner of the room. Her newly released breasts bounced around, her sweat glistening on her pale skin.

“Thanks for reminding me.” She said, a slight blush forming on her cheeks as she began working out again, starting with squats. Each time she went down and came back up her boobs would bounce, and you had a good time just staring at each wonderful movement.

“So, are you ready for tomorrow?” You asked just to break the silence.

“I think so.” She replied. “I’ve crossed swords with Hanzo’s elite many times, I know quite a bit about them, so I know exactly how to avoid detection.”

You nodded. “Imu’s description of them was more on the background and combat style side of things. What can you tell me about their personalities? Anything I should watch out for?” You weren’t actually worried about them catching you with your earrings, but the more you learned about these girls beforehand the better, especially if you were going to be inviting one of them into your harem.

“Asuka is strong, but kind of… simple. She’s fairly ordinary, but she is really good with words and at motivating her teammates to action. She is generally not very perceptive though, so I doubt you’ll have much trouble hiding from her.

“Ikaruga belongs to a rich family, and is the class representative. Technically she is their leader, even though Asuka takes that role most of the time. Unlike Asuka, Ikaruga can be fairly perceptive. I’d be careful around her.

“Yagyuu has a pretty sharp intuition, and the one I’m most worried about trying to fool. She is pretty much obsessed with Hibari though which is her one glaring weakness. She’s pretty cold and distant with everyone that isn’t Hibari, so we won’t be likely to even encounter her much.

“Hibari is childish and silly. She likes sweets and cute things. She’s a complete airhead though and not likely to spot us. The only thing I’d look out for is her Kagan eyes, she can control people’s minds with them; though she generally doesn’t like to use them.

“Finally is… ugh… Katsuragi. She is obsessed with nearly every part of the feminine anatomy, especially breasts. She gropes almost every pair of breasts she comes into contact with, and wears the title of 'sexual harasser' like a badge of honor.” Sounds like your kind of woman. “She can be perceptive, and can even be serious when she needs to be; but she generally isn’t either of those things.”

“I see. You said you’ve crossed swords with them before. How do you feel about them?” It was something that had you curious. Miyabi has fought with them before and they were still alive, you imagined there had to be a good reason for that. They might have been evenly matched, but Miyabi also didn’t describe them with any measure of contempt.

“I…” She hesitated, moving on from squats to doing sit-ups. Her breasts squishing into her thighs and bulging out the sides was a beautiful sight.

“You can trust me.” You said.

“Right.” She sighed. “I don’t hate them. They are Zennin but I don’t really harbor any ill-will toward them. I think they are misguided for not understanding the importance of evil and shadow in this world, but I do not hold that against them. I used to but… well I told you Asuka had a way with words. If their names came to me in a black envelope with a Zeni reward I wouldn’t hesitate to end them, but I wouldn’t kill them otherwise unless I absolutely had to.” That was good.

There was a bit of a lull in the conversation. “You aren’t going to tell anyone I said that are you?” She asked, looking at me in the eyes, suddenly stopping her workout.

“Not at all. To be honest, I’m relieved to hear that.” She relaxed a bit. “I honestly don’t have any intention of killing them either unless I need to for our own safety.”

She smiled a bit and continued her sit-ups. “I don’t think it will come to that. They are way too soft for their own good. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t try to kill us unless their superiors ordered them to, and even then they might try to find a way around it.” You thought about mentioning the fact that Miyabi not wanting to kill them made her a bit soft as well, but decided against it. You were just happy that you two agreed that killing them wouldn’t be necessary.

There was another lull in the conversation, but this time Miyabi broke it. “Where were you by the way? I got home, packed, and arrived here sooner than you did.”

“Well, I know I can just hop and get home really fast, but on really eventful days like these I prefer to just walk home. I’m usually not in any particular hurry.” Hopping was a kind of a slang term that referred to the shinobi method of crossing long distances really fast. It was called such because it typically involved literally jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

“That’s kind of cute.” Miyabi said, slightly teasingly. “Now that I know you do that I might have to join you on your walks.”

“I would love nothing more.” You smiled. “I also got a bit sidetracked, I stopped to have some tea on the way back at a maid café.”

“Oh really?” She replied, not at all perturbed by the thought of you entering such a lewd place. You know she knew what a maid café was. You were seriously considering telling her about the renegades you met. Hikage became noticeably more relaxed after you mentioned your teacher’s name, there had to be a reason for that. You decided to take a risk, if worse came to worst you could use your earrings to patch it up afterward.

“Yeah. I met a renegade that was working there.”

Miyabi suddenly stopped and looked at you. “Did they tell you their name?”

“Hikage. They seemed to recognize the name of our sensei too.” Miyabi relaxed and actually sighed with relief.

“Oh, it was one of Homura’s friends.” She said. You do remember Hikage mentioning that name. “Homura and her squad were the Hebijo elites before us. They left the academy to forge their own path, however, and have been on the run ever since. They recognize Suzune’s name because she was their teacher as well. And as I understand it, she has actually been helping them out occasionally, mostly to keep other Akunin off of their scent.”

“I’m guessing you feel similarly about them as you do about the Hanzo elites?”

“It’s a bit different, but in general yes. I can’t fault them for wanting to cut their own path to shinobi-hood, and I admire their determination to keep on fighting for it in spite of the difficulty their path presents them. In a way, I look up to them.” She then quickly changed positions and looked a bit flustered. Apparently she let out a bit more than she intended to. She moved to a push-up position, but did so one-handed, alternating the hand she used each time she came up.

“Are you planning on reporting what you saw?” She asks suddenly, changing the subject slightly.

“No. I honestly couldn’t care less if they are out there doing their own thing. They aren’t trying to mess with our own operations or anything. Besides, Hikage seemed nice.” You left out the part where she skillfully and casually sucked you off under the table.

The rest of your night together was spent mostly just watching her finish her workout session while making small talk.