Tales of a Ninja Magician: Of Games of Body and Soul

Pleasure Town Perils

"The day was not getting any younger. There were no worries about staying here overnight, we only had seventy-two hours to hold the guy after all. I had no problems slurping down a cup of chili noodles, the chili and black pepper scorched my entire mouth, just as the need to book this guy and bust this case was grilling all of our collective asses." Itemi, the male security officer and one-half of the pair that arrested Bonda earlier, was busy doing his thing.

By now Mana had gotten used to his inner narration being heard by anyone located in the same room as him. True to his vocalized internal monologue the guy was downing a cup of something that had an effluvium of garbage coming off of it with an intensity that perfectly contrasted the bored tone at which Itemi delivered his vocalized inner thoughts to the outside world.

"The magician girl kept staring at me. Wanting, craving to get into the interrogation room and get the information she came here for. Okasune had made sure to keep her within quite the distance from the perp, even if she kept the girl around. I knew where she was coming from, the kid was pretty useful. Muscle and an alarm detector all packed into one and delivered to us in a tightly wrapped package. Nothing could have passed by her, it seemed." Itemi kept talking to himself as his eyes ran down a pile of files, the fact that Mana was sitting directly in front of him either evaded the man's comprehension or was simply irrelevant to him.

"You know, you raise a valid point. All I need is to hear what the guy has to say. Once I confirm my suspicions I can return to Konoha and get out of your and Okasune-san's way." Mana tried to strike up a dialogue with the man. Not necessarily because she thought it possibly resulting in something useful, merely because two dialoguing people sitting right in front of each other made the world seem saner than letting Itemi go on.

"She tried sending her fleet, riding the stormy waves at my shore. She did not know that Itemi Manin was a wall and that none of her figurative sailors would return to their families – my composure was an iron rock, to persevere and weather the storm was my objective. Let Okasune do her thing. She was the best at it. Act intrigued by paperwork, chow down the noodles, stonewall the magician girl the best I can until Okasune finished another miracle arrest." The man mumbled to himself.

"Wait, who's that woman?" Mana pointed at a tall, raven-haired woman of darker skin, possibly Land of Wind complexion, wearing a red leather jacket and a short black dress underneath.

"When the kid first pointed me in the direction of my fate I thought it to be just an attempt to distract me. The more I thought about it from that point on, the more foolish it seemed. The brat needed no distractions, she could have just blitzed to the interrogation room and we'd all be none the wiser, no one could have stopped her. That was when I turned to see the hottest piece of femme fatale knockout I'd ever seen, it was the type of woman that literally changes your life. The fire of this western hotness and Okasune's ice were about to clash as the gorgeous goddess strut into the interrogation room unimpeded."

"Oh for the love of..." Mana slammed the table she was banging her fingers at for a while now as she jumped on her feet and walked into the interrogation room, a bunch of officers tried to halt her progress towards the room, perfectly executing Okasune's orders to keep the magician out. It was not like they ever had hopes of touching Mana to begin with, with gentle bobs and weaves the magician evaded their grasp, dancing around them and evading them like a skilled swordsman evades drops of rain in an autumnal downpour.

"Oh, come on, is no one watching the door?" Okasune grunted seeing Mana enter the room right after whoever that other woman was.

"I just need a confession, after that, I'm out of this town. That's all I need." Mana pleaded with the woman. If she was anything of what she was described as being: a wolf of justice, a hero of the town, she'd understand.