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The Empress seemed a bit doubtful at first, but I eventually managed to persuade her that I wasn’t up to anything dodgy. She let me set up a desk in that hidden chamber beneath the throne room. With lots of ink and blank paper, the official court ninja-historian was ready to begin work! I carefully lifted the lid from the box containing the Amatatsu Seal and picked up a pen...
It’s always the way. While our masters trudge through dense forest, we ninjas get left with the thankless undesirable tasks... like searching a wealthy cosmopolitan city for tall, handsome, charming foreign men...
Little did I know what I was getting myself into when I agreed to train with Shinji...
Lahja’s question gave me an idea - I could follow in my grandfather’s footsteps as well as in my grandmother’s! In the book she sent me, Hatsue mentioned that the travellers from foreign lands had an air of destiny about them... I began taking (mental) notes. |
