Senran Kagura: Kunoichi Bikini Brawl!

“Gooooood morning NinTV!” a cute girl with short bangs and a ribbon in her hair stood outside a large, gated entrance. She struck an energetic pose and smiled wide as she continued, “I’m here at the fabled Sasaki Estate on the Hidden Crescent Island and I’m sooo excited to get started!”

The camera panned to the entrance and zoomed in, but only revealed a few rooftops beyond the outer walls before turning back to the bright young girl.

“My name is Ayame, and if you’ve been living under a rock, I bet you’re wondering what I’m doing here. Well, the esteemed wife of Lord Sasaki Shion has decided to hold a festival for the ages! Later today, twenty-one lucky ladies will be gathering inside the castle and taking on a series of intense challenges and trials to become Shion-sama’s second bride!” Ayame appeared to swoon.

“Alas, I am not one of the chosen participants, but I’m here to make sure you guys get to see every delightful, bouncy, jiggly moment. That’s right, I have it on good authority that the nature of the challenges during this festival will be lewd, luscious, and summer-themed. You know what that means: bikinis and swimsuits galore! And all of that sounds like it’s right up our alley, right?” Ayame grinned and wiggled her brows.

“In a few minutes, the gates will open and I will be there to speak with Shion-sama’s wife to get the answers to all of your burning questions. In the meantime, let’s see what you guys in the chat have to say about this…”

“Shion-chan,” my wife’s voice pulled my eyeline upward and away from the waterproof tablet in my lap. My gaze was met with the beautiful black eyes of my beloved wife Kagura who was relaxing in the pool in front of me, and I had to keep myself from becoming transfixed with the interesting pattern overlaid on her irises. “Are you excited?” She asked, smiling.

“I have to keep reminding myself that it’s actually happening,” I admitted. “The whole idea is pretty absurd when you think about it.”

Kagura shrugged, “Consider it a perk of having a wife with the power to make it all happen.”

I smiled wanly and was still hesitant, “Are you sure about this?”

Kagura didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she swam effortlessly to the edge of the pool where I was seated. When she arrived, she closed her eyes, and I suddenly felt the air around her get a little… tighter. Like the whole world was inhaling and holding its breath. Her form stood out to me more, like the environment had become less distinct or less important.

As though she were moving through nothing, she slowly rose upward through the water until her feet were just barely touching its sparkling surface. She opened her eyes again to reveal that her irises had become red, glowing so brightly that the morning ambience around her seemed dimmer by comparison.

With those eyes she stared off into the sky as she said, “This world is an infinitely layered kaleidoscope of possibilities, and when I harness my full power like I am right now, I can see through the eyes of every other version of myself. I know their memories, I know their worlds, and I feel their hearts beating in sync with my own. They are like sisters to me.

“That’s why I know how different my path would be without you. Out of everyone in my life, in the centuries I have walked upon this Earth, you are the first person who told this version of me that my destiny wasn’t what others expected of me, but what I expected of myself. Too many of my other selves are beset with such hoplessness and grim determination, and yet I stand proud as one of the few who has been granted happiness.”

She closed her eyes again and drifted down onto the ledge alongside me. While this happened, the world seemed to exhale, and the scenery around her was returned to its former significance. When she was beside me, she slipped her hand into mine and squeezed it softly, opening her normal black eyes once more to look at me.

She then asked, “If you were in my position, someone else had done something like that for you, and you had the power to give someone like that everything they could ever desire, would you not?”

“Of course I would, but that isn’t exactly what I was talking about,” I said. I was still comforted by this response, though. “I meant the whole bit about, you know, getting a second wife. You know that you’re everything I’ll ever need, right?”

Kagura smiled warmly, then leaned in to kiss me gently on the lips. Then she lifted my hand up to her breast, made me squeeze it, and said, “Do you feel that?”

Of course I did, it was very soft. But also… B-thump… b-thump…

“My heart is beating for you. I care not how many lovers you take, as long as your heart still beats for me as well.”

I felt the need to assuage her of this fear, so I leaned forward and kissed her again, more intensely this time, while also kneading her breast in the sudden burst of passion. I could have stayed there for hours making out with Kagura for the rest of the day—as we had done on countless occasions in the past year—but I knew that the girl at the gates should only be kept waiting for so long. So, I wistfully parted lips and gazed into her unique and beautiful eyes.

“You’ll tell me if that changes, though, right?” I asked. “Feelings can change over time, and I don’t want you to feel trapped if that happens.”

“Naturally,” she said. After a moment she smiled and stood up and stretched, making her hefty breasts wobble above me. “This is your playground, Shion-chan, do try to have fun. I’ll support you no matter where your desires end up taking you.” She began walking away, telekinetically floating a nearby towel into her hand and starting to dry herself off as she headed toward the entrance to the palace.

“Kagura-chan,” I called to her.

She froze in place, knowing how serious I was when I used her full first name instead of “Ka-chan” like usual.

“I’m not kidding around. I want you to promise me that if your feelings change, you’ll tell me as soon as it happens.”

She turned in place but did not face me entirely, instead smirking and checking her nails in an almost narcissistic manner, “How brave you are, making such harsh demands of someone infinitely more powerful than you.”

Despite saying this, she quickly shot a glance at me and chuckled. I knew she wasn’t serious, but a deep instinctual part of my brain felt fearful… and just a little turned on.

“I jest, of course,” she said. “On the contrary, holding me to such strict account for this matter only cements my love for you even further. I truly have chosen the right man to be my groom. You do not fear taking such a harsh tone with me when it really matters, which means you trust me, and I will not betray that trust.”

“Then say it,” I said sternly, but struggled a little to keep my voice even. I also struggled not to make it obvious how hard I was right now. “I want to hear you say it.”

She looked me dead in the eyes, and her smile faded to a more serious expression. “I promise that if I start to feel an unhealthy degree of jealousy, you’ll be the first to know, right away. Will that do?”

I finally relaxed a little and smiled, “Thank you.”

“… I think Kagura-sama is running a little late today, sorry folks!” the voice of Ayame on the tablet remarked, breaking the silence.

“I suppose that’s my cue,” Kagura chuckled. “I’ll see you in a bit. I love you.”

“Love you too, Ka-chan.”

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I watched Ayame’s tour of my palace with interest while I waited for the main event. I was pretty excited, honestly, Kagura had told me only the bare minimum about what was about to happen. All I knew was that she had gathered a veritable army of beautiful kunoichi to fight over me and become my next wife and lover; I didn’t know any details about how that would be decided, though.

Apparently, it was also going to be some sort of reality TV show being broadcast as livestreams and edited videos on NinTV, a streaming and video service exclusively used by shinobi. I also knew that there would be games, that there were twenty-one contestants, they were all adults, and things were gonna get erotic. So, needless to say, I was glued to the tablet, eager to know all the details myself.

“It’s been an honor getting to meet you, Kagura-sama,” Ayame said, now behind the camera and holding a microphone to my wife.

“Thank you, I appreciate that you’ve been well-behaved and patient in spite of your obvious excitement,” Kagura replied, smiling effortlessly into the camera.

“What’s it like being the wife of one of the most popular men in all of the shinobi world?”

She chuckled, “Every day that I get to experience his affection is a blessing. I love him deeply and to my very core; he is the center of my world.”

I smiled as I felt warmth spread through me. I truly didn’t deserve her, I was the blessed one.

“Wow, so romantic!” Ayame swooned. “It sounds like you two were made for each other!”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

“Well, I’m sure he’s eager to get this festival on the road, and based on all the support we’ve been getting, my viewers are as well. Why don’t you finally pull back the curtain and tell us what’s going to happen in here over the next eight days?”

“But of course, follow me and I’ll take you to where the first event is taking place; I’ll explain everything there.” Kagura said, then turned to one of our servants in the background and said, “Go and fetch the festival participants.”

Kagura and Ayame then began walking through the familiar halls of the palace, making their way to where I was. The first event was apparently taking place at the pool, and a glance upward from my lap showed that all the preparations were basically done. A large platform was floating in the water and a rope tied to several buoys cordoned off the water around it. There were a number of decorative affairs, mostly flags in various shades of red, pink, and purple—my favorite color-range. Kagura had set this all up in a literal blink of an eye by snapping her fingers before going inside after our conversation.

I was seated cross-legged in a cushion atop a raised platform that gave me a good view of the pool and everything that would inevitably go on within it. I noted the presence of a wooden frame in a cube-shape around me, about fifteen feet to each side, and I wondered what the deal with that was. It had only appeared once I sat down, but it didn’t seem to provide any practical or even decorative benefit. The frame had some intricate carvings along it, but it didn’t actually seem to go with anything else around it.

But I ignored the frame for now; I was excited for this event. If the hype Ayame gave this festival was to be believed, it would bouncy, erotic, and beautiful. A perfect combination for a healthy pervert like me. I was also a bit nervous, but that was mostly stage-fright. I’d never liked being the center of attention. I didn’t like being on stage, and I didn’t like the feeling of all eyes being on me. It was one of the reasons being a shinobi had been a good job for me.

On the tablet screen, I noticed Kagura and Ayame approaching the door leading out to my area, and I prepared myself to be on camera.

“Through here is where the first event has been set up,” Kagura explained and opened the set of double doors. As soon as the camera panned around the pool, I noticed something very strange: I wasn’t in the shot.

There was the raised platform next to one end of the pool, there were all the decorations, I could even spot the frame and—oh, wait. The frame was holding up a curtain of some kind. I looked away from the screen at the frame again, even behind me, but couldn’t see any curtain. But there it was on the screen. Was this some kind of one-way curtain? Now that I looked closer, I could see my silhouette behind the cloth on the livestream, but nothing distinct.

In that moment I felt a little tug at my heartstring. Kagura knew how uncomfortable it would be to have the spotlight on me, so she set up this curtain to make me more comfortable. And it worked, as soon as I realized the purpose of the frame, I felt the previous tension in my body melt away. There was no pressure to be on camera after all.

“Wow! Here we are at the palace’s pool, it looks like so much fun!” Ayame exclaimed. “Wait, behind that curtain over there, is that Shion-sama!?” Ayame immediately began rushing toward me, making a nervous chill run up my spine.

But then, Kagura’s massive boobs appeared in front of the camera, “Ahem.” She cleared her throat, making Ayame stop dead in her tracks. I looked away from the tablet to see the scene unfolding in front of me, Ayame was blushing.

“Sorry, I just got so excited!” she said, sheepishly.

“My husband prefers to have a more background presence. I understand that he has a lot of fans, but please try to be respectful of his privacy.”

Thanks Kagura. Still, I hoped that me not being on camera wouldn’t be a problem for the viewers. Curious, I took a look at the tablet to see what the chat was saying.

Wow, so mysterious.

So cool!

But how will I know how handsome he really is if we don’t get to see him?

Guys, be cool, if he doesn’t want to be on camera then we should respect that.

I think it’s better this way, I’m here for the kunoichi in bikinis anyway.

Maybe it’s better not to know.

Okay, not too bad. A couple of people seemed disappointed, but nobody was upset. That was a relief, I didn’t want to be burden on this whole operation, even if it was set up explicitly for me.

“Can we at least get a little wave?” Ayame asked, looking up at me with her camera.

I obliged, waving my hand, and noticed out of the corner of my eye the chat on the tablet exploding with waving emotes and greetings. That was kinda cute.

“Thank you Shion-chan! I just hope he’s just as excited as the rest of us to see a bunch of bouncy babes jiggling in his honor.” Ayame giggled cutely. I liked this girl; she was a good host for an event like this.

“If his attachment to my own assets is indicator enough, I’m sure he is,” Kagura said and winked at me. “And don’t worry, he’ll be able to see everything perfectly through that curtain.”

“Such a thoughtful and supportive wife, that’s couple goals, am I right chat?” Ayame said, giving a thumbs up in front of the camera.

The chat in question, by and large, seemed to agree. One excited individual was even begging for Kagura to step on them. Sorry, buddy, that’s my exclusive privilege.

Suddenly, a servant appeared beside Kagura and whispered something in her ear before disappearing again.

“It seems the contestants are about to arrive, which means we can officially begin the opening ceremony,” Kagura said, confidently, then took a position on the raised platform in front of me and to the side.

“Just a reminder to those watching this live, this stream is marked ‘adults only’ for a reason!” Ayame said, almost scoldingly. “Everything from here on out is probably going to get really questionable, and I bet we’re really going to be pushing NinTV’s terms of service to the limits on this one!”

“And in case there are any concerns about it, all participants are of legal age to participate,” Kagura added. “My husband does not have those questionable tastes.”

“If you’re anything to go by, I’d say his tastes are pretty on-point,” Ayame said, grinning and blushing as she zoomed in on Kagura’s cleavage.

Kagura puffed her chest out and replied, “I’m quite flattered.” Then, the doors to the palace opened and a line of bikini-clad girls came filing out. “There they are,” Kagura nodded.

“Oh, we better get into position then!” Ayame exclaimed and then rushed away, panning the camera along the single-file line so that her audience, and me by proxy, got a good view of them.

Each and every girl in the line was unique, not a single one looked like another either in general appearance or personality. In fact, the only real shared quality they had was bust size, none of which seemed to be smaller than an E-cup—with only two exceptions who were completely flat-chested. In fact, two of the women in the line seemed to have even larger breasts than Kagura, and given that she was an I-cup, that was an impressive feat.

The important thing to me, though, was that the vibe I got from them was that they were excited to be here. The worst vibe I got from them was disinterest, and I couldn’t really trust appearances on that one. They volunteered to be a part of this, so even if they didn’t look very excited, they clearly wanted to be here for whatever reason.

The line moved gradually toward the raised platform, each climbing up on top of it and walking toward me. In an almost rehearsed manner, they walked in front of the box and silently greeted me in their own unique ways, bowing, winking, and some of them even blowing kisses. By the time the entire line had given me their respects, there were two groups on either side of my box, facing forward toward Ayame and her camera.

There was a brief silence, the only activity was the livestream’s chat commenting about how excited they were and how cute all the contestants were. I had to agree with them.

Then, Kagura spoke. “People of the shinobi world! My name is Sasaki Kagura, I am the loyal and loving wife of Sasaki Shion-sama. I was solely responsible for organizing this festival, and I am the one in charge. To those who might think I am here to serve as an obstacle, allow me to dispel those fears. I fully endorse this event and what it stands for, as well as condone the ultimate prize to be won.”

She closed her eyes, and added in a softer tone, “One year ago, my husband made me realize what was truly important to me, and ever since then he has been the shining moon in my night sky, guiding me through my darkest moments. For that, I believe he deserves everything in the world he desires. The purpose of this festival is to pay for just a fraction of what I owe to this wonderful man.”

She then took a deep breath and folded her arms under her bust, confidently. “So, without further ado, I bring you the Kunoichi Bikini Brawl! this festival is a celebration of my love for Shion-sama, and its outcome will determine who my husband’s next bride will be.” After saying this, the majority of contestants on the screen blushed.

“Over the course of the next six days,” Kagura continued, “six different qualifying rounds will take place with a variety of beach, pool, and summer-related games. Each round will have one singular winner, meaning only six of these twenty-one contestants will make it to the final round.”

Now, each of the girls got determined expressions.

“On the seventh day, the previous six victors will rest and gather their strength for the eighth and final day of the festival. In the finale they will all go head-to-head in a final battle to decide who gets to take my husband’s hand in marriage. But of course, my husband must also be given ample opportunity to determine his compatibility with the qualifiers before this point. So, during the preceding seven days, the winners will temporarily live within the palace walls, attending to my husband’s every desire and giving him a taste of what domestic life with them will be like.”

Oh, oh, that sounded really nice. Kagura really did understand me on a deep level.

“And what will your role be in all this, Kagura-sama?” Ayame asked.

Kagura smiled and held her shoulders high with pride, “I will speak on behalf of my husband during the games, as well as serve as a referee and game-master.” Then she shrugged and added, “I’ll also have the pleasure of being perpetually amused by the proceedings.”

“Sounds like fun! I can’t wait to get this started,” Ayame said, grinning.

“Nor can I,” Kagura agreed, “so, let us not delay any longer! Let the games begin with the first round. Competitors for round one, step forward and introduce yourselves to my husband properly.”

I sat up a little straighter, eager to find out who among this sea of beauties would be the first to compete.

Four of the twenty-one women stepped forward, coming out from the groups to either side of me.

First to take her place in front of me was a bright and determined-looking girl with an appearance I might describe as “plain but pretty”, but not in a manner intended to insult her. She looked like an ordinary girl you might run into in the halls of a high school, or who brings you coffee at your desk job. The most beautiful part of her was her smile, which could melt the iciest of hearts.

“My name is Asuka, nice to meet you, Shion-sama!” she said, clearly excited to make my acquaintance.

“When you introduce yourself, please provide your cup size and measurements,” Kagura demanded, looming in the background. “Just like we rehearsed earlier.”

Asuka blushed brightly, “R-right. N-ninety, fifty-seven, eighty-five. And um…” she trailed off, hugging herself and making her boobs bounce a little in her white bikini, “F-cup.”

Very nice. Already a big fan. “Nice to meet you too, Asuka-san. Good luck,” I said.

“Good, next,” Kagura nodded.

Asuka stepped back, and someone else stepped forward. She had very long black hair and gave off the classic athletic tomboy vibes. She had suntanned skin, looked very fit, and carried herself in a boyish manner with all the confidence of someone who wasn’t afraid to throw hands with anyone. If given the opportunity, she might even enjoy the thrill of the fight.

“My name is Homura,” she said. “I’m Asuka’s fiercest rival and… uh… oh right, my measurements.” She stood up just a little straighter as she said, “Eighty-seven, fifty-seven, eighty-five. E cups.” When she announced this last part she winked not-so-subtly.

“Excellent, good luck,” I said.

Homura stepped away and the third participant took her place. In stark contrast to the other two, this one was a bit taller and clearly more reserved. She had light grey hair and very beautiful blue eyes that regarded me with kindness and a more subtle brand of confidence than Homura. Her movements and posture reminded me of a proper traditional Japanese noblewoman, which had obvious appeal.

“I am Yumi, a former graduate of Gessen Girls’ Academy and hopefully your future wife. It is an honor to meet you, my lord.” She bowed low and in perfect form.

“Likewise,” I agreed and gave her my own small bow.

“My measurements are ninety-two, fifty-six, eighty-four; and my bra size is H.” She said with no hint of embarrassment aside from a very slight blush that was barely visible on her pale-white skin. After saying this, she bowed one more time, and stepped away to make room for the final competitor.

The fourth woman stepped forward. She regarded me with eerie golden snake eyes, and brushed a bit of her short, white hair out of her eyes as she approached. There was a slightly intimidating aura about her, she looked stern and strict with her posture and measured expression. However, there was also a certain commanding air about her, like a tried-and-true leader might have. Once she was in front of me, she stood tall and proud. She was not only taller than the other three but appeared to be a bit older as well.

“Miyabi,” she said and bowed deeply. “I graduated with honors at Hebijo Clandestine Girls’ Academy.”

Ah, so she was an akunin, interesting. That briefly made me wonder just how many of the competitors were akunin as well, I’d have to ask Kagura later. I didn’t feel like I was in any danger because of it, I knew Kagura wouldn’t have let any truly dangerous people be part of this.

“Ninety, fifty-six, eighty-seven. Cup size is sixty-seven-G.” Damn girl; a nice figure both on paper and in person.

“Can’t wait to see what you can do,” I said.

“I won’t disappoint,” Miyabi replied, confidently, then stepped away.

It was a good thing I had this curtain around me, because I was absolutely ogling all four of them at this point. They were gorgeous, if this had been a beauty competition, I wouldn’t be able to pick.

“Very well, with those introductions out of the way,” Kagura announced, “it’s time to begin the Kunoichi Bikini Brawl!”