Spy on Tschau as she does something unprofessional (Time -1)

Being an effective agent meant exploiting windows of opportunity... like the moment when a grid of moving lasers guarding a hallway are perfectly parted, or the moment where two cars swerve and end up perfectly parallel, allowing your motorcycle to squeeze through the center of them, these were the moments the best agents lived for and never failed to seize. You knew that if you kept checking up on the Goodbye Girls, you'd encounter moments of vulnerability... even without knowing their weaknesses, you knew that no one was on their guard all the time.

At the cost of a lot of time and argument, you'd finally convinced Goodbye to give you the budget necessarily for surveillance technology... like all of the blasted CEDIT gadgets, it seemed like an awful lot of cost for something that would only be useful in select instances, and probably no more than once. This particular gizmo was the same sort of thing hackers used to retrieve people's keystrokes; using that in combination with the base's wi-fi, you figured you'd be able to log keystrokes from Tschau's phone and figure out what the ninja was doing on that device all the time.

Of course, if you'd asked Despedida, she would have made it for you at a fraction of the cost to your team... but she'd also want to know who you were spying on. Goodbye was your partner in crime for the investigation, so even if she didn't know what you intended to use it for, she could still ultimately be convinced to provide it to you without asking questions.

Tschau jealously guarded the secrets of her phone, but wasn't a master of technology in the same way Despedida was. Hacking Despedida's phone would be a **** wish, but you thought you could probably get away with looking at Tschau's keystrokes for a bit. As an added bit of security, the device would cover its tracks in the aftermath, before wiping completely, after which, it would look like just like an ordinary... pager. You thought somebody in tech had a sense of humor when they designed this thing.

Now alone in mission control, you activated the gadget and watched the screen, which would convert to an ordinary pager output roughly a minute after investigation. You didn't know what it would pick up... it was hard to time the activation, given you had no idea what Tschau did on her phone, but if she was in her room, she'd be on it. She'd be making some kind of keystrokes... but what?

"555.afterdarkdominos.com"

That was all you managed to pick up... the name of a super shady sounding website. Interested, you looked both ways to make sure that nobody else was in the room... once verifying that the coast was clear, you put away the pager, then pulled out your actual laptop computer and accessed the website name you'd picked up. The webpage that came up was about as shady as it sounded... it appeared to be someone's collection of all kinds of curated smut, from erotic stories, to sexy photograms, all the way to videos and live cams. {if Tschau's Hobby > 999}You recalled Tschau saying that she operated a website... was she actually the administrator behind a dirty site like this?!{endif}

You wanted to see how far the rabbit hole went... But the site was huge. Was there something more specific you could learn about Tschau from viewing this dark mode porn site? {if Weakness for Porn = 1}Even as a porn aficionado, you recognized that this place was pretty obscure and off the grid... It was more like the passion project of a few people than the kind of place where a lot of people congregated. That went all the way to the layout... it wasn't particularly user-friendly.{endif}

Luckily, your time with Tschau had paid off... you thought of a clue that would lead you where you needed to be. Her way of talking had a certain quirk to it... one that would lend itself to some very unusually titled videos. Once again, your perseverance got you a hit: a newly uploaded live-stream in progress, entitled "Episode # 6521: I got a new toy. Don't tune in, pervs." The viewer count was... pretty low. You supposed that made sense, for an obscure site like this, but you felt a little bad for her...

... Once again, you looked both ways to confirm no one was watching you, then clicked the link.

The laptop displayed a video of the inside of Tschau's room, with the camera placed so that her face was just off camera. Bizarrely, she was still dressed in her ninja costume... Did she do all of her streams with this on? Did she realize how few ninjas there were in the world? Displaying an outfit like that really made your identity pretty obvious.

Tschau was in the middle of a statement when you tuned in. "-degenerates have been encouraging me to get new toys for a while now, right? I got a new one... don't laugh..." The ninja paused for a moment to root through a shopping bag, then pulled out what looked like a black, fuzzy cat tail from a bag. However, once she finished getting it all the way out of the wrapper, you realized the true purpose: there was a plug tipping one end of it. Awkwardly, she turned around on one hand and her knees, poking her skinny butt towards the screen, then nudged her ninja slops down with the plug-holding hand. She went down just far enough so that her panties were shown, keeping her hips and most of her legs hidden. They were black with a white cat face on them, like something a kid would wear...

You felt your erection perking to attention as she pushed those down too, now revealing the pale, pink flesh of her behind and spreading to clearly display her asshole to the camera. Her pussy was still hidden by the now scrunched panties. Tschau really was running a stream like this, huh? Was she even doing that during missions? The thought made you angry as her handler, but aroused as a hot-blooded male... You gripped the laptop's screen with both hands as she began to fiddle with the plug, tentatively rubbing it against the small hole between her cheeks. You thought she really ought to lube or wet up somehow, but it seemed like she wasn't going to. "I don't use that hole a lot... Don't think about using it yourselves, pervs... Be thankful I'm letting you see this..." Her own erotic gasps were still scolding and bratty in tone, but applied in this slutty context, it was like watching an entirely different person than the sour ninja who accompanied you on missions before.

The plug went in slowly. She squeaked and squealed cutely the whole time... For this being her 6521st episode, she seemed surprisingly unused to this sort of thing. "Th-There! Pervs... Look what you made me do...!" She shook her bottom a few times at the camera (there was basically no jiggle, given her thinness), then covered her face with one hand while turning her head towards the screen, allowing just one pink eye to look through the crack of her fingers. You thought to yourself just how poorly she was managing to conceal her identity... there were few ninjas in the world today and probably even fewer albino ninjas...

You gulped... You couldn't help yourself. You began to type into the text log:

"u should make a cat noise~ nyah~" You finished by posting a picture of a cat's face.

The ninja's eyes widened for a moment; you could tell her face was beet red behind the cover of her hands and mask. "O-Okay... But only because you're a new viewer. Don't think I'll do it for you again. Um..." Tschau's eyes narrowed for a moment as she bashfully watched the floor, then cleared her throat. "... Me-Meow. Meyooooow..."

It wasn't a realistic cat noise at all... But somehow... Your boner was throbbing! You leaned in your seat to look down the hall, thinking to yourself how nuts it was that just a few paces down there, your subordinate, a killer ninja, was wearing a buttplug and poorly voice-acting a cat for you.

"Was that good? Did you like it? You know, you can hit the heart button if you like it... I need more hearts... And don't forget to subscribe to my account. And don't forget to tell all your friends to watch too-"

You closed the laptop immediately. Just then, you'd considered hitting the subscribe button. That was a step too far... You couldn't get addicted to watching Tschau's streams. As her handler, you should tell her to stop broadcasting these during her missions... And yet... You couldn't! That's right... This is an outlet for her. It would be too cruel to shut it down. She should be able to have her fun...

You weren't excited about tuning in later or anything, right? You just wanted to let her keep her hobby.

You closed up your laptop, then scurried off awkwardly to the bathroom, where you planned to finish off the boner Tschau had started for you.