Kensei lay sprawled on a tarpaper rooftop, staring at the brick wall she had collided with. Karl looked down at her. "Will you live, Miss Hattori?"

She nodded, pulling herself to her feet. "Yeah, just trying to get the hang of all the gear that came with my new costume. Grapple guns are not as easy to use as they look."

"Hm."

Kensei looked over at the spirit, trying to gauge his mood. "You don't approve of the new gear? Or maybe the costume?"

After some consultations and sketches, Neil had managed to produce a new costume in just a couple days. Her traditional shinobi shozoku had been replaced by a high-necked hooded jumpsuit. It was close-fitting to remove hand-holds when grappling. On top of that were shin and forearm guards, a util...

Please subscribe to keep reading.