Down to business.

((Writer’s Note: The previous chapter has been completely altered. I had a better idea for how I wanted to run this thread. I recommend going back and reading the previous chapter because otherwise you will be immediately confused.))

“So, this is the client?” the white-haired woman, Miyabi, asked.

“Indeed,” the teacher, Rin Suzune, replied.

“What a fuckin’ dweeb,” the brunette flat-chest, Ryoubi, added, “showed up in his swim-trunks to a fuckin’ meeting.”

I shrugged and smiled, not letting her harshness get to me. “Ladies, my name is Ander. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Not much point in introductions now,” the sandy-haired blonde, Imu, replied, “we’re already done with the mission.”

Rin had a visible reaction to this announcement, it was very slight, but I picked up disappointment.

Miyabi puffed her chest out slightly. “That’s right. The genjutsu was extremely complicated but you already did most of the work for us by drawing out the plans. It was easier than you might have expected.”

“That’s good to hear,” I said, nodding, “truth be told it wasn’t me who designed them. I am not a shinobi like you.” A few of their eyes narrowed, namely Miyabi and Ryoubi. “In addition, I regret to inform you that if you believe your mission to be complete, you did not read the contract carefully enough.”

Now all of them had their eyes on me, mostly in curiosity, though there was an expected measure of contempt from Ryoubi’s. She was the hothead on the team after all.

“Not to worry, you are students, so it is forgivable,” I said. “But I’m sure your teacher knows the truth of the matter.”

“Yes,” Rin said, nodding, “and he is correct. Included in the mission contract is for us to remain on this island until such time as those trapped under the influence of the genjutsu leave.”

“What? Why the hell for?” Ryoubi shouted at her teacher.

“It’s simple,” I replied instead, “as I have made abundantly clear, I am no shinobi. Your peers from the rival schools are elites. Top of their class. If anything were to go wrong, I could hardly handle nearly a dozen-and-a-half kunoichi by myself, even if they are students.”

“Don’t you have your attendants? Don’t think we didn’t notice them,” Imu pointed out, pushing her glasses up her nose proudly.

“Well-spotted. Indeed I do, but if I make them fight your rivals I fear I might lose them. Then I would have to go through the trouble of replacing them. I don’t have to bother replacing any of you.”

“All of this is irrelevant,” Rin said, “you are all akunin, you all agreed to take up this contract and you must see it through. Failure to carry out the mission will result in exile. You’d end up just like Homura.”

I was glad to see Rin taking my side, though I sensed no shortage of contempt from her. The reactions from the rest of them were slightly mixed. Imu and Miyabi nodded diligently and dutifully. They seemed to well-understand their role. Ryoubi was giving me an intense **** glare with her bicolored eyes but gave no further protest. The large-chested girl, Murasaki, seemed to not care one way or the other, and the blonde girl kneeling on the floor flashing her panties, Ryouna, actually seemed happy about the idea of being at my mercy. Knowing what I did about her personality made me largely unsurprised.

“You shouldn’t worry too much about it,” I said, “I’m not going to ask you to do anything laborious unless I’m ****. Assuming you did your jobs right and made the genjutsu function properly, you won’t have to do anything at all. Just relax here on this island, it’s a resort after all. Enjoy the vacation.”

Most of them nodded. “We are at your disposal and under your command until the mission is over.” Rin said, putting a pin in this conversation and bowing toward me.

“My thanks.” I replied.

“Since we’re all a part of it,” Imu began, “what exactly does the genjutsu do?” Miyabi shot her a look that seemed to suggest the question was out of line, but Imu threw her hands up defensively. “If he wants us to help when the genjutsu fails we need to know what to look for. How are we supposed to spot when things are going wrong if we don’t even know how its supposed to go right?” Miyabi seemed satisfied with this response and turned her snake-like eyes on me.

“Well,” I scratched the back of my head, “I suppose you’ve talked me into a corner here, haven’t you? Well, don’t blame me if it makes you uncomfortable. The fact of the matter is, I am infatuated with your peers. They are as beautiful as they are skilled and I wish to… enjoy them, physically. While there are many more subtle things that the genjutsu does, its primary purpose is to make them willing to accept my advances toward them, and to make them trust me as though I am a close friend.”

Their reactions to this were about as I expected. Rin and Miyabi were stone-faced, taking the information in stride. Murasaki and Imu seemed most fascinated by the technical aspects, Ryouna looked jealous and was blushing furiously while rubbing her inner thigh with a hand. Ryoubi looked disgusted.

“Do you plan to make them your permanent slaves?” Miyabi asked, and I sensed that she didn’t just ask this out of diligence, there was the faintest hint of worry in her tone. It seemed she was as close to those other girls as archrivals could be.

“No, and I have no intent to do any harm either. It will only be for as long as they stay on the island. I’ll get bored eventually.” I shrugged. What I did not tell them was that my intention was definitely to keep them here forever and that the genjutsu would not allow them to question how long they had been here or when they would leave. I also conveniently left out that the Hebijo team was also subject to some of the illusion’s effects, and they too would not question their time here.

There was a hint of relief on Miyabi’s face that she quickly disguised as a devilish smile. “Well, its about time those morons got a reality check. Might even be fun to watch them get humiliated for a little while.” She turned a quick glare on me next, “You should be warned, those girls are no pushovers. I can attest to their wits and combat ability. If they manage to get past us and to you, they won’t show any mercy. They’re not without pride.”

“High compliments coming from their enemy.” I said, smiling.

She shrugged and began walking out the door. “One who can’t acknowledge their opponent’s talents is just asking to be on the wrong end of the blade. C’mon girls, let the pervert have his fun.”

“Aw, I wanna be a sex **** too!” Ryouna moaned as she stood up.

Ryoubi responded by giving the blonde a firm smack on her rear, “Shut up, pig.”

Ryouna wiggled her rump and made adorable pig sounds.

One by one they all began filing out of the temple and disappearing among the foliage. Among the last to go was Ryoubi who spent the entire exit giving a me a suspicious glare. Before long, only Rin was left in the room.

“It would be wise not to be on their bad side,” Rin said once we were alone. “I can see the potential repeat client in you, unfortunately they cannot. If you’re not careful, the moment their contract is up they’ll kill you.”

I shrugged, “I’m more of an in-the-now kind of guy. Speaking of which, they’re all quite lovely young ladies, exactly what privileges do I have as their contract owner?”

Rin had a look of exasperation on her face, as though I had asked the exact wrong question after her warning, but she replied, “If I have trained them well, they will do anything you ask. And because I know why you asked that question, I’ll emphasize anything. Save for perhaps Ryouna, all of them are likely to despise you for the request. As they are students, I cannot guarantee they will agree to it, but if you do have any trouble with them let me know so I can discipline them.”

“And what of you?”

“You have nothing to worry about when it comes to my own discipline. I am a graduate and I know my place. I am yours to command for as long as you hold my contract.”

“And what of your resentment of me?” I asked, mostly teasing at this point.

She looked me dead in the eyes. “I believe you to be pathetic and obscene, but entirely harmless. Anything you choose to use me for is a business transaction and nothing more.”

“So, I am free to do this?” Without warning, I reached forward and grabbed one of her hefty teats, squeezing it in my hand and even slipping it down into her black-lace bra.

She merely stared at me from behind her glasses. “Yes,” she replied shortly.

I withdrew my hand, satisfied with the result of the experiment. “Excellent. I think that’s all the questions I have for you. And by the way, let your team know that they are to act as though they are here on vacation with the rest of their peers. So, obviously they should be dressing the part as well.”

“So, you wish for them to be in swimsuits?”

“Absolutely.”

“I will relay the order. Send for us if you need anything else.”

I nodded and Rin finally left the temple. I sat down in the chair Murasaki had been seated in and let out a relaxed and happy sigh. This was going to be fun.

After a few minutes the fox padded into the temple with me.

“You can reveal yourself if the coast is clear.”

With a sudden burst of smoke, the fox revealed its true form to me.