Something Smells Suspicious


Dragon Doll sits down to eat her lunch in a familiar place... Osaka Express... in one of the rice cakes is a hidden scroll... she reads the rice paper... nods to the chef of Zero Section to let him know she understands the mission... then scarfs down the evidence that it even exists... a few hours later a silk shadow lengthens outside Junichi's Geisha House...

The scroll detailing something you can scarely believe... android geishas... and masseuses... so lifelike as to be indistinguishable from the real thing... but programmed to be irresistible... luring in government ministers and then drugging them to steal their secrets... for blackmail or worse...

Dragon Doll knew of Junichi Matsumoto ever since he had run a small-time gambling operation under the protection of her one-time master's clan... Yumi wonders how someone like Matsumoto could manage to garner such wealth so quickly... she already knew he was dirty... now she had the marching orders to take him out... the wall is easily scaled... an upstairs window open...

Some security to be avoided on the way in... but not much... too much would break the illusion that this is a typical massage parlor... the only visible people are the androids themselves... walking between the massage rooms... sounds of a massage in progress already coming from one...

Dragon Doll pads from shadow to shadow as effortlessly as a scarf on the wind... never producing more than a soft rustle of silk... silk which disappears completely in shadow... leaving only those fiery eyes peering out from behind the mask... watching to see just how the operation works...

The door to the massage room open... the chief of police laying on his front... as a naked geisha walks up and down his back... massaging with the balls of her feet... your trained nose scenting something in the oil... a relaxant... and a truth serum... the chief not even realizing he's talking as he gives up all manner of official business...

Dragon Doll raises a brow... obviously the authorities have gone soft... there was a time when the police chief would never have fallen for such a scheme... but then she detects something else... her nostrils flare... the scent... but how... no wonder the androids seem irresistible to their clients... she definitely has to get to the bottom of this now... moving on in search of Matsumoto...

The main office of the Geisha house easy enough to find... up at the top of the building... Matsumoto quietly working within... balancing accounts like a normal business owner... to look at him, you'd never guess how steeped in corruption he was... how has this small fry managed to enter such a large pond...

Dragon Doll simply darkens his doorway without saying a word... the shape of a cruel grin behind the red silken mask... the eyes seemingly glowing in an empty darkness above... a sound akin to wind chimes announcing her presence... as her sword is drawn and pointed at the Japanese gangster...

Matsumoto looking up... frowning... "An intruder... unfortunately, you picked the wrong business to steal from..." He reaches under the desk... pressing a hidden button... and one bookcase slides slowly open... six of the naked androids stepping out to face you... "The geishas here double as my security consultants..."

Dragon Doll shakes her head... the long dark ponytail that protrudes from the red silk twitching... "No matter... I kill you if I want to... truth serum old standard... but aphrodisiac special... where you get?" Moving forward with a calm assurance that belies her speed... aiming to carve up the two closest androids before they know she's struck... even while never appearing to hurry...

The androids having skeletons of steel underneath clone-grown flesh... computers instead of brains... and thus able to almost match you in speed... the first two falling into matching halves easily enough... but the other four surrounding you... Matsumoto sneering... "I won't talk... and I won't have to... now that my androids have your measure..."

Dragon Doll spins in a circle... the android's ducking the arc of her blade... her free hand throwing two shuriken... aimed to pin Matsumoto's hands to his desk... "They just robots..." focusing the power of the dragon into her kicking leg as it snaps out at one of the remaining four... "I am a dragon!"

The dragon kick smashing the android like a doll... sending her flying back... a bloody mess... the other three aiming to deliver three kicks at once... even as Matsumoto screams... long shuriken spikes pinning through his palms... securing him to his desk...

Dragon Doll oophs and lurches and is spun around by the kicks... hitting the floor rolling... into the legs of another android geisha... trying to take her off her feet... and drop her into the path of the other two as Yumi comes back to her feet... and leaps into a splits kick... hoping to aim one foot each at a face of one of the pair of stumbling androids...

The combo coming off without a hitch... as you spin... dropping one into the path of the others... the guidance systems losing balance for a split-second... all you need... the head of the dragon on one thigh... the tail on the other... lending enough power to the kick to take two heads off... sending them flying into opposite corners...

Dragon Doll surprises even herself with that kick... noting her control of the dragon is indeed become quite good... sheathing her sword as she lands atop the last of the naked androids... straddling her... red silk bugling with dragon shapes running along the arms beneath as she tries to twist the head off this one... her eyes trained on Matsumoto...

Matsumoto going white as you twist the android's head off... hydraulic 'blood' spilling out... Matsumoto trying to pull his hands free... but unable to take the pain that would cause... and so sitting trembling as you approach...

Dragon Doll moves forward slowly... silk rustling... shadows in the room shifting... her eyes fiery... nostrils flared as she pulls silk aside... seemingly aroused by something... the violence or... licking her lips as she speaks... "One more chance to talk... how did you come to have that demon aphrodisiac?"

Matsumoto trembles... "I won a bet with a demon... the Demon Gambler... and I was allowed a supply of it for my androids... everything was working perfectly until you arrived..."

Dragon Doll leans forward and takes the small-time gambler's chin between thumb and forefinger... her excited lips nearly touching his before she speaks again... "And where might I find my old Demon lover these days?" her lips parted... curling at the corners... as her grip on the chin tightens... "Speak!"

Matsumota babbling... "He's in that big skyscraper that just opened across town... in the penthouse... please... don't hurt me..."

Dragon Doll brings him to his feet... stretching out his arms... hands still pinned to the desktop... her cheek brushing his with a tingly sensation like silk flowing over the skin... "And where is the rest of your supply of the oil?" the dragonfire disappearing from her eye as she winks...

Matsumoto nodding towards his desk drawer... too frightened to speak now... although another part of him is responding to the stimulation despite the pain... the drawer containing an almost full flask of the oil... one drop enough to get the ministers to spill their guts...

Dragon Doll reaches over the desk and reaches down to open the drawer... grinning as the back of her hand brushes his crotch... lifting up the oil and nodding... her breath warm on his cheek as she speaks... "Domo..." kissing him full on the lips... passionately exchanging tongues for several seconds... to maneuver his into position... to bite it off... her lips bloody... "Now you won't talk..."

Matsumoto sputtering through a mouthful of blood... but unable to do anything but yell unintelligibly as you make your escape with the oil... and the Gambler's new address... the morning papers full of the so-called massacre... Zero section working quickly to cover up the truth...

(Feb 2010)