Heading to the Fuchsia City Gym!

(The remainder of Part 4 uses some mainstream Japanese terms. Linking to references for each one seemed like overkill, but feel free to look up a word if you do not recognize it.)

Hunched over, you try to catch your breath after the long trip here. Seriously, who puts a pokemon gym in the mountains!? Hiking is not, and will never be, for you. At least the Japanese-style architecture of the gym looks cool. After taking a quick breather and appreciating the size of the Japanese mansion, you head inside.

Luck Check: Critically Passed!

The interior is very regal with expensive decorations lining the walls. The tatami mats and zen sliding doors make it looks just as Japanese on the inside as it did on the outside. There’s nobody here in the entrance hall, though, so you head further into the building. You stop several times to admire the décor, wishing that you could someday live somewhere even half as nice. You bend over or crouch down a few times to try reading some engravings, but you can’t understand any of it. Blasted moonrunes… You traverse a few rooms like this before you finally come across some trace of life.

“Eheehee,” she laughs, “you’ve done well to come this far.”

A young girl, perhaps even younger than you, appears before you in a flash. She wears a black garment with one side pulled across the other and tied with a pink sash around the waist. It’s easily identifiable as a ninja gi, but… it’s way too small. The sides don’t even connect until they reach the sash, leaving a ton of cleavage, and even her belly button, exposed. Granted, she’s also wearing a full-body fishnet stocking in stereotypical ninja fashion. What she’s not wearing, however, are pants. No leggings, no skirt, no nothing. Her pink pussy is perfectly visible with nothing but the fishnet to cover it. She doesn’t seem bothered by that at all, though. Her purple hair is pulled back in a short but puffed out ponytail, and the lack of bangs only makes her look younger.

Irritably, you say, “Yeah, I’ve done well, alright. Why’d you put this place up on top of a mountain? It’s such a pain to get up here!”

“Not that. Look behind you.”

You glance backwards and find a disaster zone in the trail you just walked. Arrows and ninja stars are sticking out of the walls and floor, and a few plumes of smoke tell of explosions that happened at some point. How did you not notice these while you were admiring the place? You… you almost died…

“You’re lucky you made it through all of my expertly placed traps. Those rubber-tipped shuriken hurt, and the smoke smells awful!” Oh. You were never in any danger whatsoever. “For you to get past our defenses so easily and not even make mention of it… Are you a fellow kunoichi?”

The moment of truth. Or rather, it should be the moment of truth. But it could also be the moment of lying to sound cool.