Chapter XXII

  “The Nine Situations”

  The Art of War

  ~by Sun Tzu~

  “The great Shotoku Hiro, squalling in the hall like a baby.” she said.

  Her head lay on my right breast while we watched the sunrise through the window of her suite.

  “Mighty bold statement for such a small kunoichi.” Female ninja.

  She rose up on her elbows and dug her fingertips into my back. “Who are you calling ‘small’ runt?!”

  After much tickling and laughter we settled back down. We still had a while before it would be a proper time to rejoin Masao. While we lay there I stroked her back. It was the first time I got a look at what my back must resemble. Strips of flesh filled in with quicksilver that felt like flesh but shimmered like it was moving. They were patterned in the shape of wings down half of her back.

  “This must have hurt.” I said as I traced the wings.

  She looked at me. “Not a bit,” she said. “Like a true samurai, I was completely passed out by the time they did it.”

  We kissed and had another dream. It was the best morning I had had in a long time. But soon it was time to get cleaned up, bathed and dressed to meet our Daimyo. Her suite was in the samurai section of the castle so it did not take long to get to the gardens but the walk was nice.

  “Have you heard from Sanuro?” I asked.

  “Married.” She smiled. “In Shiro no Nokizaru.”

  I smiled too. “Good. I need to go see him some time.”

  She stopped walking a moment. “I tried to come see you. When I found out you were hurt.”

  “What happened?”

  She shrugged. “Masao stopped me in the street just outside of the warehouse district.” I looked at her. “I do not know how he knew I had left. He was supposed to be in court, but there he was.”

  “Was he angry with you?”

  “No. He was stern. The moment he showed up everyone dropped to the ground but he did not care. He just looked at me and said ‘No.’ Then sent me back to the castle.” She looked at me. “And he followed me all the way back! Like I was a child!” I laughed. She looked confused. “You are not mad?”

  I shook my head. “He could not let you ruin the test. It had taken so many years to complete and he would have his answer soon.”

  “I would be angry. Anyway, I sent word to Sanuro to see if he could come see you but

  Grandfather caught him the same way.”

  I nodded. “I do not like being tested but I do understand why they did.”

  She nodded. “My understanding is it was Tetsuya who insisted on it. I do not think Masao even liked the idea.”

  I remembered the first time I saw Masao in Tetsuya's court and how he reacted as his father made him leave. “That sounds right actually.” I commented.

  The gardens were beautiful, as always. We strolled through them until we found Masao sitting in one of his favorite corners with Jun and Eita. I say one of his favorites as they were all his favorite. The gardens had many nooks and he was in them every day. So we strolled through them until we heard people talking. They waved us over as we approached. I shouldn't have been, after last night, but I was surprised that Masao sat me next to his right hand. They had been discussing my report.

  “My lords, I am a little surprised there is any news in that report.” I said. “I thought it was all just a test.”

  Masao replied, “It was, but we have two names here that should not be there. Neither Jun nor Eita brought them. Jun has inquired of the others and they did not bring them either.”

  “Some greater plot?”

  “No. I already have them in cells. They have admitted they overheard discussion and decided to be involved. They were of a station so none of the others would question them being there.”

  “And of course they were going to come to you first thing when they had real proof, my

  Daimyo.”

  “Exactly.”

  “My man Masakari has implied I error on the side of death most of the time.” They all gave a slight grin. “I am working on it! Anyway, are we sure these men are lying about their plans to tell you?”

  Masao thought a moment. “I cannot be sure about that, but if they saw Grandfather, the Koga Shogun, my nephew Jun, YOU, and three of my favorite Shoguns and nobles in a room discussing my death, I would think the time to tell me would be right then.”

  Eita commented, “That is what you did, Hiro.”

  I nodded and thought a moment. “The only set of two I saw that were not a part of the group last night were the Machi-bugyo, Tadao, and your merchant Chiyoko. Is it they whom we are discussing?” More nodding.

  Jun asked, “Do you think we should kill them now, Hiro san?”

  “First, for Masakari's sake, I have to pretend like I am thinking about it.” I put my hand to my chin and stared at the ground. Shingan elbowed me hard. “Ow. Well of course they have to die. I assume the real question you have been discussing is who replaces them?”

  Masao was smiling. “Yes. I would ask your opinion but I have a pretty good idea about your vote.”

  I knew what he meant and nodded my understanding. “Well for Anaido, you would be correct, my Daimyo. But, my friend Chi is of too low a station to even pretend. I would like one day to promote him to Doshin so he can marry the girl he is in love with, but Machi-bugyo is a bit much, even for me.”

  Eita stated, “On that note, I was actually thinking of his woman, Doshin Arisu, as a candidate.”

  I sighed. “I have not even discovered a good way to get a daisho to my friend and you are

  promoting the girl even higher?”

  Jun, while laughing, said, “Actually as the Machi-bugyo she could marry whoever she wanted. People would talk, but not to her face.” He smiled. “If she wanted to marry him.”

  I shook my head, “I try not to let women have a say in these matters. OW!” I rubbed my side. “What about the other Yoriki? Will they not be offended at being passed over?”

  Jun nodded. “Probably but we need someone we can trust. I agree with Eita, Arisu is our best choice if we want someone we know is without greed.”

  I asked. “How do you kno...”

  He cut me off by shaking his head. “You do not want to know.”

  After more laughter Masao spoke. “There is the matter of Shiro no Kuninoko.” I was sure he could see the surprise on my face as he continued. “You had asked for the Kokujin of that castle at one time. I assume you still want it?”

  “Very much so, my Daimyo.” I bowed.

  “You have earned it. Many times over. So of course it is yours. Go give your name to those damned ronin since I know that is the only reason you wanted it anyway, Hiro san.”

  I almost cried. “Arigato gozaimasu, Masao sama.”

  “Shingan, you are to go with him. I need someone I can trust to keep an eye on him.”

  She smiled, almost too much. ”Arigato gozaimasu, my lord.” She bowed.

  “Hiro san, I assume you will take Chi and promote him now?”

  “He would make a very good Yoriki. And being only an hour's ride from here he would still be under Arisu's command. Would you be upset if I brought his team with me? My understanding is they work very well together.”

  “Arisu will not need them in her new position and we can spare them. Yes, that sounds fine. Did you need a Doshin or two?”

  “I do not think so. If he is promoted they will have eleven Komono and two Okappiki spies. That should be more than enough police for a town the size of Kuninoko, my lord.”

  “Very good. Shogun Sashi has 1000 men under his command and to be honest they have

  always been more loyal to you than me. That victory over the Oni army has made you a legend with the men in his battalion.”

  “That would be wonderful, my Daimyo. Domo arigato.”

  He nodded. “What are your first plans when you get there?”

  I had already thought it out long ago. “First we must ensure everyone is healthy so I will have the Onmyoji go through the village to check for that. The engineers will need to check the structures for serviceability. There are another 1000 peasants who live there so I will draft them into the Ashigaru.” I heard some breaths intake. Including Shingan. “What is it with noblemen not wanting peasants to carry weapons?”

  “It just is not proper, Hiro san.” Eita smiled.

  “And if we were Bandai I would understand. But we are Koga and this gives me an army of 2000 I can field for us instead of 1000. Having them only sow and reap is a waste of a resource. It will motivate them and give them something else to do other than just get up every day and farm.”

  Masao asked, “How do you mean it will motivate them?”

  “The chance to distinguish themselves in combat and earn a daisho? To a peasant that is an appealing opportunity.”

  He nodded his understanding. “I am curious to see how that turns out. I will want regular

  reports. That could be very promising for us.”

  “…You are thinking as mercenary units?”

  “Possibly. We already serve the needs of all the other House's. The ability to bolster their forces with more spears is a legitimate opportunity. They may not be samurai but the dead body does not care who wielded the spear that killed it.” We all agreed and he went on. “There is the matter of what to do with your mother.”

  “Does my family want to return to Goemon Toshi?” I asked.

  Jun commented, “I know Ambassador Goshiu would be happy if she did.”

  I cocked my head a little. “Why?”

  “He is complaining that your father is... distracted with her so near him.”

  They were all smirking at me and I didn't want to hear any more. “...My uncle Tozasu and aunt Pe will undoubtedly want to return.” With those details settled I had one last question. “Daimyo, I am not sure this is the right time but in regards to Aya-aiko?

  “She should finish her training with you. She only has a few months before the Bei-oshi

  begins.”

  “Yes, but who is she?”

  “What makes you think she is anyone, Hiro san?”

  “Well, when you first told me about her you said she shows promise, and she does, but

  normally that statement is followed with examples. But with her, whenever you say that, you never give any. It makes me think you have other reasons.”

  He thought on that and watched me for several moments. “I suppose there is no harm in telling those present. She is my daughter. So as you can imagine, I would really like her to make it through the Bei-oshi to graduation, Hiro san.”

  “That will be no problem, my lord. She is already better equipped for it than most of us were.”

  “Good. Good. One last thing. You of course will be getting your 1000 a month from Nigata. That was just part of my test.”

  “Domo arigato, my lord.”

  “But, we have been discussing it and all of us would be happier if you checked in on Hisao regularly.” I nodded. “He has accomplished a lot but he is just a shinobi born of standard samurai. Meaning, we do not know much about him and this is a lot to trust to an unknown quantity.”

  “I can check in on him once a month but I think he will work out. He has 60 men under his command so I would suggest we promote him to Taisa. He will be honored and the rank will serve to remind him that he is Moto Hisao and not some crime lord.”

  Masao nodded. “I agree. Also I am assigning Shotoku Kira to you. She has been privy to all of this. So we might as well continue to use her in this regard.” I nodded before he said, “See to it.”

  With everything settled Shingan and I went to tell Kira the news that she was moving with us and why. She was actually excited. She had become bored with the simple duties of messenger and this was an interesting change. After that we went to find my men. They were at our home in the warehouse district.

  Shingan commented, “I can honestly say I have never been here during the day.”

  “Not your kind of neighborhood?” I asked.

  She saw my men and stuck her hand out in disdain. “I am not sure these are our kind of people dear.”

  I smiled. “Do you actually know anything about them?”

  “I know that since you adopted them they have become known as six of the scariest mononofu in the Koga.” She smiled and nodded for emphasis.

  “Then they are our kind of people?”

  She laughed. “Yes. I suppose they are actually.”

  They gathered and bowed as we approached. Aya-aiko seemed displeased when she saw

  Shingan.

  “Who is your friend, Sensei?”

  “A very old and very dear friend.” Shingan made a face at the “old” part of that statement. “Fujibayashi Aya-aiko, I would like to introduce you to Shotoku Shingan.” I said.

  “It is a pleasure to meet you Aya-aiko. Our Daimyo speaks very highly of you.”

  The girl grudgingly said, “Domo arigato, Shingan sama.”

  Once that uncomfortable part was finished I addressed the group. "I spoke with our Daimyo last night."

  Masakari asked, "What did he say, Hiro sama?"

  "We are to move to our new home."

  "Yes.” he nodded. They all had a look of disappointment. “Which home?" he asked.

  "Shiro no Kuninoko, of course." You could have pushed them all over after that.

  "That is wonderful news!"

  “Aya will be going with us so she can continue her training.” She perked up at that. “As will Shotoku Shingan to assist with Aya's training.” Not so perky anymore. Twelve year old children are so easy to manipulate that you almost can't - not do it.

  She was bold enough to ask, “What are her qualifications?”

  I grinned. “She is one of the personal shinobi to Goemon Masao and she has killed more people than cholera.”

  Shingan just smiled while the girl nodded.

  "Now, the six of you have served me well for over a year. None of you have shirked your duties, or failed to carry out an order. I am as pleased with your service as a man can be. The fact that I would probably not be alive if it were not for your help only serves to build my esteem of you." They all smiled and bowed to me for the compliment. "As you know, only a lord may bestow a name upon a ronin samurai. My status when you came to work for me was just samurai. I did not have the ability to reward you for your loyal service. Last night that changed. I have but one name to give you, Shotoku." Masakari was trying hard not to weep. The others just looked stunned. "Have you nothing to say?"

  Jerukukami did. "It was unexpected, my lord." He smiled.

  "To me as well, Shotoku Jerukukami san." I could see his eyes getting moist. “Now come. We have plans to make."

  Aya-aiko bowed last and had some unfriendly looks for Shingan as she left.

  Shingan sang, “Someone has a crush on you.” While looking at me.

  “Yes, but with time, I am sure you will get over it.” I smiled.

  We went inside our warehouse and discussed what and who we would need. The heimin still lived there. So the everyday things should be covered. The ronin had been through there about two years ago and thought that most of the tradesmen were still there, blacksmith and various carpenters. Kubikiri commented that the castle normally grossed about fifty thousand silver a year. The shiro was a small castle, capable of holding one thousand samurai, one hundred servants and a storage area comparable to three storehouses. There were 900 hundred heimin in the village, most of which worked the rice fields along with another 100 hinin and eta.

  "Shotoku Kubikiri, go to my things and retrieve a black and red kimono with the Shotoku

  crest."

  "Yes." He jumped up and went into my room. It took only a few moments for him to return. He presented it to me.

  "No, put it on and go to my uncle's shop. His men are still working there.”

  "But, I am unworthy of such a fine gift, my lord."

  "I will not have my samurai confused for ronin."

  "But, I grabbed a grand kimono thinking it was for you, my Kokujin."

  "That – was – my - intention. Now get dressed and go. You know what to ask him for?"

  "Yes. Five kimono with the Shotoku crest, my lord."

  "Six. Shotoku san."

  He left while the rest of us continued.

  "Shotoku Menuki, go retrieve a grand kimono from my room. I want you to go to a merchant I know whom I wish to keep as a good friend. His name is Junghai."

  "The crime lord?!"

  "So judgmental.” I shook my head. “Yes. Tell him you are there to inform him of my promotion and that I will be by later today to talk to him. Once that is done go to my other friend, his betrothed, Jute and do the same."

  "But, I can go as I am, my lord."

  "No you cannot. And I am not going to do this another fifteen times just because of tradition. Now get the grand kimono and go." She bowed with a big smile on her face.

  "Shotoku Jerukukami, you know my friend Anaido the merchant?"

  "I do, my lord."

  "Good. Pick out a grand kimono from my room and find him. Tell him I would like to see him. Tell him I need a merchant to represent Shiro no Kuninoko." I had to send him back for another kimono when he came back with my oldest most tattered kimono. “No. That one is mine. I will not share it.”

  "Shotoku Hoko, there is a weapon smith in Goemon Toshi by the name of Goemon Lu. She used to be the apprentice to the current weapon smith, now she is the assistant. Ask her if she would like to go with us? Also, find out if there are any bowyers and fletchers who are available. And get a kimono before you go." He bowed and left to change.

  "Shotoku Yumi, I need you to retrieve my old friend Chi the Komono. He will be with a Doshin Arisu somewhere in town." He nodded. “Tell them this exactly, Machi-bugyo Arisu, Yoriki Chi, Shotoku Hiro requests your presence at his home as soon as is convenient.” He and the others looked stunned for a moment then he came to his senses and bowed with a grin. “Go. Get grand kimono. Make - sure - nice – one.”

  "Shotoku Masakari." He watched me as I rose and went to my room. I returned with the most beautiful grand kimono I owned. Red and white with gold trim, it had the Shotoku crest embroidered all over it in gold. "You have served your men well. This is to show my appreciation of your efforts."

  "My lord, it is too much for me."

  "Nonsense, this is less than you deserve."

  "I am a simple warrior, I should have simple clothes."

  "Not when you represent me." He took the kimono gently into his arms. "Get changed. You must escort me and my lady to a very old, and impossible to impress, friend.”

  “Which one, my Kokujin?”

  “Do I really have that many friends who match that description?” He nodded confidently.

  “Brother Yuri.” I said.

  "Yes, my lord." He bowed and left the three of us there.

  After he left Aya-aiko looked at me and said, “So you found something on Daimyo Masao and forced him to give you their castle?”

  I smiled. “Nothing so simple as that. Our Daimyo treated me like trash for years and then gave me the opportunity to stab him in the back. When I instead handed him the knife, he knew I could be trusted. He has never despised me.”

  “…That was a really long test, Sensei.”

  I nodded as Masakari returned. The four of us headed out of our home and on towards where the old Yamabushi held class. The hour was one where the heimin and hinin were at work so what we found was Yuri teaching his assistants from the Dao. We found a spot to sit and listen. He was always very insightful so the lesson was not without merit. Once he dismissed his pupils I stood and approached him.

  We bowed to one another and he said, “You look happier than I have seen you in a long time, Hiro sama.”

  “Domo arigato brother. I am. I have just been named the Kokujin of Shiro no Kuninoko.”

  His eyes went wide with a smile. “Congratulations, Hiro sama. But you came to me to... brag?”

  “Absolutely.” I nodded. “As the Dao says, the mark of an enlightened man is his need for

  approval.”

  “So true.” He smiled. “So how can I help you?”

  “The people of Kuninoko do not have a monk. I wondered if you had someone who was ready to take up the work there?”

  “How large is the population?”

  “About 1000 peasants and I will be taking another 1000 samurai and their families with me as well as some support staff for the troops.”

  He whistled. “Nice castle.”

  “I've seen better.”

  He laughed a little. “Let me talk to my brothers. I have a few that are ready. It's more of a

  matter of which of them would be excited by the prospect.”

  I nodded. “They may take as much time as they need. We will be leaving soon but there is nothing that says they have to go with us.”

  We spoke a little bit longer. I made sure to introduce him to everyone, especially Shotoku

  Masakari. It was nice to see the old monk still active and at peace with his life. Soon we had to head back so I would be there when Chi and Arisu showed up.

  Not long after we were at home, the others returned as well. Anaido the merchant would be by at midday. Kubikiri handed out the new kimonos. Menuki stated that Junghai and Jute had both been very honored that I had thought highly enough of them to continue to see them. Hoko had found the weapon smith, who did know a bowyer, a fletcher and an armorer. The four of them could be ready to leave by tomorrow. Just about that time Yumi walked in with Arisu and Chi. They were obviously nervous as they were still holding hands while they sat down. I made introductions for them to Shingan as they knew everyone else.

  “Hiro, as my second oldest friend, I have to ask, WHAT?!”

  I smiled. “Shingan and I were part of a very long and detailed discussion with Daimyo Masao and his personal court this morning. One of the topics was that there is no Machi-bugyo for Goemon Toshi at this time.”

  Chi interrupted, “What happened?”

  I shook my head. “It is not my place to say. What I have been tasked with is the good news to Arisu. Her name was the first one mentioned as a replacement.” I think flabbergasted is the word to use here. Yes, she was flabbergasted. “I was against it of course as I knew my friend Chi wanted to marry her.”

  “I was never really all that fond of him,” she said.

  I continued before he could reply. “But! Since I was granted the title of Kokujin of Shiro no Kuninoko, I shut up.”

  “...Meaning you abandoned me in my time of need... Domo - arigato - Hiro – sama. My good friend.” said Chi.

  I smiled at him. “Since I will need a Yoriki, and since the only one I trust for that job is you...” He had a disbelieving look on his face as I removed the daisho from where it sat behind me. “This daisho was a gift to me from our Daimyo. It was given by Shogun Sashi when he was just a Gunso and meant to get me home safely from a long mission. On that ride home this katana killed the Oni that would have murdered my friend Taisa Kai and helped to save what was left of the nearby village and its survivors.” I had tied the wakazashi next to the katana with a black ribbon. This bundle I handed to Chi with both hands. “This is my gift to you, Yoriki Goemon Chi.”

  He kept looking from the daisho to me and back again until Arisu nudged him. Then he came to his senses enough to take it from me with both hands.

  “Arigato gozaimasu, Hiro sama,” he said, stunned.

  “Now, we are only an hour from here so you will still be under the authority of the

  Machi-bugyo of Goemon Toshi.” I said as I motioned to Arisu.

  She smiled and said. “It just keeps getting better!”

  Chi scowled at her. “I do not know what to say Hiro.”

  I smiled at him. “There is nothing to say. You are the best man I know for this job. That is why I am granting it to you.” There was some silence after that. “When we discussed it this morning I assumed you would want to keep your detachment with you. Do you see any problems in bringing your men along?”

  “...No! No, they will enjoy a change of scenery I think.”

  We talked over details for a while but were soon informed Anaido had arrived.

  Chi said, “Busy day huh?”

  I nodded and smiled. “I am afraid so. You two go celebrate and you young lady,” I pointed at Arisu, “be sure to report to our Daimyo within the hour.”

  They bowed and left with very big smiles.

  Shingan leaned over to Aya-aiko and whispered, “This is exciting. Is it not?” Aya nodded with a smile.

  We could hear Anaido greet them as they passed. Kubikiri admitted him to my room. We

  bowed slightly to each other before I introduced him to Shingan. Once that was done he began,

  "I had wondered why you asked me instead of your new friend Riko?" He said with mock

  jealousy.

  "But Anaido san, I am not asking you to take the position. I just wanted to discuss who I should hire for it. Your vote is for Riko then?”

  He looked stunned. "...I cannot believe YOU would do this to ME!"

  "Do what?"

  "You... I... After everything I have done?! WE'RE FRIENDS!"

  “Of course we are. I owe you so much.”

  “BUT NOT ENOUGH TO GIVE ME THE JOB AS YOUR MERCHANT?!”

  “I just assumed you would prefer Daimyo Masao's offer to be the Koga merchant instead.”

  “...Wait!....What?!... EVERYONE STOP TALKING!” He looked around the room at all of my friends when he said it.

  Shingan of course had to say quietly, “I think you are the only one talking.”

  He held up a finger to her while his face displayed a pretty insane look of confusion. “Let us just begin again,” he said. “Good morning, Hiro sama, have you eaten rice today?”

  “I have not.” I smiled

  “I do not care. What was that about our Daimyo?”

  Most of us were laughing by this time. “Daimyo Masao needs a merchant for the House. He knew my vote was for you but we talked it over with his personal court anyway. Everyone agreed, very quickly I might add, that you were the best candidate for the position. I assume you want it.”

  “Of course I want it! But what did you want to discuss about your merchant?”

  “I was thinking of going with Riko. He owes me and that is a big bonus when it comes to

  merchants. But you are more up to date on these matters. I wanted to make sure you agreed.”

  He was already nodding before I was done. “Absolutely. He is a good man and he has been making good profits since you helped him. I think he would be honored by the offer.”

  “Good...” He was still nodding. “Sake?” I smiled.

  “Oh yes. Domo arigato.”

  We drank a bit to steady his nerves. Once I was sure he was sane again I sent him off to meet with Masao. Riko came by later. He was very happy for the promotion and the backing. He really didn't need it anymore but it was a comfort to him none the less. We had finished lunch and I was about to go visit with Junghai and Jute when Menuki came into my room from the porch.

  “Hiro sama, Goemon Koruko is requesting to see you?”

  “Koruko is a friend of ours. Go ahead and send him in.” He entered looking a little nervous and bowing. I introduced him to Shingan and Aya-aiko before he sat. “Are you alright my friend? You look worried.”

  “Yes, I am fine but I am a little concerned. My master has been replaced and no one is saying why.”

  I understood. “You need not worry about yourself. Chiyoko made a personal decision that has cost him. You are fine.”

  “So you know what happened?”

  “I do but it is not my place to discuss it. He is definitely no longer the merchant for our House though. That much is certain.”

  He nodded. “I was told he was replaced by your friend Anaido?”

  “That is true.” He thought a moment. “Why not tell me what you are really afraid of? That will make it easier for me to help.” He looked at Shingan and Aya.”They can be trusted. Secrets are their business.”

  He took a deep breath. “There are many secrets buried in Chiyoko's home, money, ledgers, notes. Just a lot of blackmail material. Most of it collected and collated by me. I do not think your friend will find it all but if he does or just the things I did, it could go badly for me with our House.”

  I whistled. “How bad is it for you?” He thought a bit. “Quit being scared and just give me the worst of it.”

  He took a deep breath and said, “Chiyoko had me blackmail Tetsuya into retiring. He had proof that Tetsuya had raped a bastard daughter of the Emperor. He killed the girl rather than have her talk.”

  Aya, “Wow.”

  “Chiyoko was using this information to control Masao as well.”

  “I imagine so.” I said.

  Shingan looked at me. “It is not funny.”

  “I am not laughing.”

  I could feel the excuses starting in my mind. It happens when you find out someone you admire has done something deplorable. She must have been irritating or a nuisance or meddlesome or he must have been drunk. Once I was past that I quickly moved into excuses for my lack of action. Such as, if I kill him now then it will only hurt Masao and Eita. It would not make me feel better. It was so long ago. You may not understand my next emotion, but I am grateful that I finally came to the conclusion that he would have to die. Rapists are cowards and opportunists. If he had raped one girl then he had raped others and was a threat to the female monks of his monastery. He would have to die if I was to sleep at night.

  We sat in silence a long time before Koruko spoke again. “Masao will kill me if he finds out I know.”

  “Masao will kill you if you look like a threat. He already knows you know.” I said.

  “How can you be sure he knows?” he asked.

  “I know Masao. He is focused. And the first thing he would do once he had Chiyoko would be to torture the truth out of him for e-v-r-y-t-h-i-n-g... He knows.” He looked more worried. “What we can do is go to the home, collect all of it and take it to Masao. That will show him you are a servant and not a threat. It is the best option we have to keep you alive.”

  I called up my men and all of us went to the former residence of Chiyoko. The servants were still there but none of them were going to get in anyone's way until their world settled down a bit. We made our way through the house following Koruko to all of the hides. By the time we were done all of us were carrying armloads of paper and bags of money. Once Koruko was sure we had all that there was, I took us to Masao. Court was off for the day so we found him on the balcony of his personal suite. Once we were admitted I had everything placed neatly near our Daimyo and had my men and Aya leave.

  Lord Masao looked at the piles. “Is this what I think it is, Hiro san?”

  “Yes, my lord. Koruko led us to all of Chiyoko's hides in his home, so that we could give it to you.”

  He nodded. “He told you what is in here?”

  “He told me enough to know that I should take it seriously.”

  “What did he hope to gain by giving it to me?”

  “His life, my Daimyo.”

  He watched Koruko a long time. “Is he worth it, Hiro?”

  I looked at Koruko. “Unlike his boss he is smart enough to fear you, my Daimyo. He could have run or tried to use it against you but instead he came to me. And everyone in Giapan knows what I would do with this kind of information.”

  Masao nodded. “Shingan, what do you think?”

  She looked at Koruko as well. “Having read Hiro's report about the RyuKyu mission I know the man has a skill set the Koga needs. When we met him today he was confident no one would find the information... He went out of his way to get it to you, my Daimyo. And he is gifted at what he does. I would let him live.”

  Masao sat and pondered a long time while the birds sang from the gardens. “My two best killers just gave you a vote of confidence Koruko. I think I agree with them.”

  He looked very relieved. “Arigato gozaimasu, my Daimyo.” He touched his head to the floor.

  “That is alright. You were never against me... Why not go pack your things and go with Hiro to his new castle. The company will do you good.”

  “Of course, my lord. Domo arigato.”

  I looked at Masao. “I have to take him?”

  “Well everyone else is going with you. I think I am the only person in this town who is not going with you.”

  “...Did you... want…”

  “Leave.” he pointed to the door.

  We all bowed deeply and left. Once we were back with my men outside of Masao's suite

  Koruko asked, “Do you think he meant it?”

  “Koruko san, if Daimyo Masao wanted you dead, he would have had me or Shingan kill you just now. Right then. Right – in - there.”

  He looked at Shingan for confirmation. She gave a kind smile and said, “It is true. I would have killed you without thinking about it.” She laughed when he looked shocked. “You are fine Koruko san. Hiro is right. If he wanted you dead, you would be dead. Masao sending you with Hiro means he expects Hiro to make use of you.”

  He looked more relieved than he had in a long time.

  Hoko asked, “So we have to take Koruko with us too?”

  “Why does everyone say it like that?” Koruko asked.

  I said, “Because we know it bothers you.” He nodded. “Hoko, take your sister and go with Koruko to collect his things. Anaido will be moving in soon and we do not need to be in his way while he settles in.

  “Wait. Who's room is he staying in?” asked Yumi. Though I could see Jerukukami and Kubikiri were very interested in the answer since they shared a room already.

  I replied. “Masakari of course. Because he is the only one of you with too much honor to

  complain about something as petty as this!”

  “I am thinking of changing my ways.” Masakari stated as he looked upon Koruko with disdain.

  Poor Koruko left with Hoko and Menuki to get his things. The rest of us left to go visit with Junghai. Once we arrived I saw the very same ronin again.

  “Seriously. Is this the only thing you do for the man all day?” I asked.

  He looked up at me from where he was sitting. “After your last two visits he considers it ‘lucky’ for me to be the one to man the door. So, domo arigato for that, my lord,” he said flatly.

  I gave a shrug for an apology after which he stood and bowed to me. Slowly. He kind of sighed and asked in a tired tone, “I suppose you are here with more good news, my lord?”

  “Yyyeeees.” I said slowly and nodded.

  He kind of hung his head and went inside. We stood there quietly for several moments until the door opened slowly.

  “Please, come right in. My master and his mistress await you in the rear, Shotoku Hiro sama.” The ronin said in a flat tone.

  “Domo arigato, ronin san.” I said quietly. “Masakari, stay here with Kubikiri and Jerukukami. We will return shortly.”

  Aya-aiko commented after we were inside. “That really is one miserable mononofu.”

  We all nodded. Once we were in the office we greeted the two crime lords and I introduced my two friends to them.

  Jute commented, “You honor us with such dignified guests, Hiro sama.”

  “Do itashimashite, Jute san. It is my pleasure.”

  Tea was brought by one of their servants and while we settled in Junghai asked, “To what do we owe the pleasure of this visit, Hiro sama?”

  “I assume you heard about my promotion?” They both nodded.

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  “Congratulations, Hiro sama. I know you had to work hard for it.” Jute said.

  “A bit.” I smiled. “I came by to make sure I was still invited to the wedding.”

  “Of course!” They both said a little too loud.

  We laughed. “I also wanted to see if this changed anything for you. I know we have not actually done business together but if this opened an opportunity for you then it might be one for our House as well.”

  Junghai thought a moment before saying, “Kuninoko is on the route to the Bandai...”

  Jute interrupted, “No.” She looked at him. “Hiro is a friend. A dangerous friend. I do not know how he would feel...” she trailed off looking at the girls.

  “They are both shinobi, Jute san. The only thing you should not say in front of them is

  something you do not want Daimyo Masao to know.”

  She replied. “I just am not sure how you would feel about this.”

  I nodded. “The worst that will happen is I will say no.” She was about to speak when I held up my hand to her. “Wait. That was not true. The worst that will happen is I will say no and insist you stop doing it. Is this something our House is against?”

  Junghai shook his head, “No. We have the support of our Daimyo.”

  Jute began, “In the last few years of this Bandai/Karafuto war, opium has become more popular in the Bandai lands. Very popular.” I nodded. “It used to be that all of us dealt in opium as the money was good but it was a relatively small market, but since it has picked up with the Bandai we have funneled about 90% of what opium we have to them. The cost has tripled and still the volume has gone up.”

  “Is it our Daimyo's intention to destroy the Bandai?” I asked.

  They both thought on that before Junghai finally spoke. “I don't think he put that much thought into it. It was just an opportunity”

  There was more silence. “I like the Bandai.” I said absently.

  “You don't have to get involved, Hiro san.” Jute said.

  I nodded. “Yes. I do. It is not my place to make decisions based on what I do or do not like. It must be for what is best for our House.” They both looked a little sad. “I am glad I came by. This was important for me to know. Domo arigato you two.” I had a small sigh and said, “Now, how much do you make off of this enterprise each month? In total I mean.”

  Jute replied, “Junghai comes in at just below 300 silver and mine is around 700.”

  “So together you can safely count on 900 silver each month?” I asked. They both nodded. “How much of that do you lose to costs?”

  “Daimyo Masao takes a tenth and the rest is just pay for the workers so we clear about 700 silver each month.”

  “And if I got involved it would be another tenth, bringing your share down to 600 a month. Are you sure you want me involved?”

  Junghai commented, “Very much so. That would mean we could depend on you if the need arose?”

  “Truthfully, you could depend on me even if I was not involved.” They both smiled at that. “I will need to find some service I can do for you. That kind of money is a bit much for sitting on my butt.”

  Jute said, “Actually, that's just our business. There are eight other merchants involved in this on their own as well.”

  I replied, “Wow. How big is their business?”

  They looked at each other and discussed a moment, “About eight you think?””Yeah I think that's right””Hiyoma is pretty small.””Yes but Goro is huge.”

  Jute looked at me and replied, “We think it should be about 8000 silver for all of them.”

  I looked at Shingan. I didn't realize how big her eyes were during this whole conversation. “I am in the wrong business.” she said.

  “How do you transport it?” I asked.

  Junghai answered, “With carts at night. It is long and tedious but it pays well for the workers.”

  “I am betting by now the Bandai are not happy about people bringing opium into their lands.” I said.

  He replied, “Very true, my lord. And the Honshu are not that much better. They tend to be

  unbending like their motto.”

  “I wonder if we could get the Emperor to change his mind about opium. Then the Honshu

  would fall right into line.” I said.

  Jute smiled. “You always were a dreamer.”

  I nodded. “Yes... No. No I was not.”

  “I was being kind,” she said.

  The tunnels of my hometown had given me an idea. “There may be something I can do now that I think of it.” They all looked at me. “No. I cannot say just yet. But I may be able to handle transportation for you. Cut down on your overhead and ensure the cargo gets where it is supposed to go without the Honshu or Bandai ever knowing it was there.” I thought some more over the details. “I will have to get back to you on the details but for now, when is the wedding?”

  Junghai stated, “We have set a date two months from now.” He smiled.

  “Good. Is there anything I can do in the meantime?”

  “We would be honored if you just attended, Hiro sama.” Jute smiled.

  We bowed to each other and made our goodbyes.

  Aya asked, “What is our next stop?”

  “Shogun Sashi and his Taisa. They should be on the training grounds at this time of day.”

  We headed to the edge of town for the grounds but none of them were there.

  Shingan commented. “Getting ready for travel?”

  I nodded. “Let us go to Sashi's home then.”

  We found him with Kiki. They had been kissing. I smiled and said, “I really did not see that ever happening.”

  Kiki commented as she pulled away from Sashi, “I am sooooo sorry you disapprove, Taisa. Perhaps you should vent your disapproval in the Kenjutsu yard with me?”

  “No!” I said as I held both hands up. “No, no, no, no, no, no.”

  We all laughed a little and then I made introductions.

  “You two heard the news then?” I asked.

  Sashi said, “Big news moves like the wind. Congratulations Taisa. Me and my men are proud to call you our friend.” He smiled.

  We had just sat down on their porch when Aya-aiko asked, “Why do you two call him Taisa?”

  I said, “Well that is a long story. I do not thi...”

  Kiki interrupted me. “He was a prick.” She smiled.

  Sashi laughed. “I was just a Gunso back then with three men under my command. Most Gunso have more but Masao liked to keep us small and light. We did many special missions. One day we were ordered back here and told we had to escort a special agent of his. He hands me a Taisa's armor and a daisho. He said they were for the agent when we met him. DO NOT irritate the man. I'm not sure how he would react and he has been known to kill without question. Meanwhile I am thinking why does this man need an escort? He gave Kiki specific orders to try and get info out of him once she had met up with him to see if he had softened while he was away. And of course he says do not tell him we had this conversation.”

  Sashi went on to tell about the first time we met and how he could tell I was surprised the first time he called me Taisa. He went over the battle with the Oni army in great detail and the time we stayed at Honshu-ko.

  “So ever since then the four of us have called him Taisa.”

  Shingan looked at me and asked, “Why were you afraid to face Kiki in the Kenjutsu yard?”

  “I was NOT afraid.”

  Kiki smiled. “Riiiighhht. He is scared.”

  “You are not goading me into it again.”

  Aya asked, “What happened?”

  I cut Kiki off this time. “We fought for so long that one of the men watching was promoted while – we – fought!”

  The conversation continued with me as the butt of the jokes for a while. I eventually was able to pull Sashi aside. “I did not want to mention this in front of the others, Sashi san, but I have to ask. What happened to your wife and children? I had not heard anything was wrong.”

  He shrugged a little. “She has asked me for a divorce.”

  I was shocked. “Why? You are a Shogun now. Most women would never consider it at this point.”

  “She does not think I know. She tells me she is tired of the long hours away but I know she is in love with another samurai in the Toshi guard.”

  “Is there anything you need me to do?”

  “No. No. He is a good man. He is not trying to harm me. It just happened and the truth is, Kiki and I have always had more in common.”

  “What about the samurai who arranged your wedding. Is he concerned about losing face with this divorce?”

  “No, he was my old Gunso and retired to a monastery years ago.”

  “The dowry?”

  “We were both very poor back then. It was only 30 silver. I can repay that without question. I will probably make it more just to be sure the man looks after my boys.”

  “Alright. Well if you need anything just let me know. If you need a samurai to arrange your next wedding perhaps?” I gave him a light nudge and he smiled. “Or if you need me to arrange things for your sons' mother, I can do that as well if it helps.”

  “What if her next one does not work out? Will you not be concerned about a loss of On?”

  “...I have real things to worry about. A loss of face is not one of them.”

  We departed soon after that. A thousand men did not move at the drop of a hat so it would take a week for Sashi's battalion to get to Shiro no Kuninoko. We let them know we were leaving the next day and would look forward to them arriving. I had to sneak away that evening to get a private meeting with Masao. He was at dinner alone.

  I came out of the shadows a good distance from him. He commented without looking up.

  “Hiro, if I had known I was going to see you so much, I would have let you continue to think I hated you.”

  “The price you pay for being a righteous man, my Daimyo.” I bowed.

  “Ha! What can I do for you tonight?” He smiled.

  “May I have your permission to excuse your shinobi?”

  “That secret?” I nodded. “...I am going to humor him,” he announced to the room. “Tai,

  Mokinu, would you two excuse us please?” Two Shinobi dropped from the rafters, bowed and left the room. I sat next to Masao and bowed again. “What is it, Hiro?”

  “As I made my rounds today I spoke with Jute and Junghai about their wedding. When I asked if anything had changed due to my position they told me of the opium trade.”

  “Yes, a distasteful business but...” He shrugged.

  “I agree but I assume we are backing them for a good reason.”

  “Yes, the Bandai are still very strong and their war has not weakened them as much as you might think.”

  “I understand. I like the Bandai but my loyalty is to the Koga and this business is very lucrative for us.” He nodded. “With that in mind, what came to me was a tunnel from us to the Bandai, 20 feet wide and 10 feet tall. A stone dividing wall through the middle to support the roof. Run it with a train of wagons to carry the goods from our lands to the Bandai and the profits back.”

  He was speechless for a moment. Then, “Hiro... I...”

  “Too much?”

  “No. It sounds good. Now I understand why the request for privacy. Does anyone else know about this idea of yours?”

  “No. I was not sure how good it was.”

  “It is a good one but I will need some time to think over the best way to execute it.”

  I nodded my agreement. “There is one thing.” He looked at me. “Do we need to have some restraint? It would be easy for this to get out of hand. What happens if we destroy the Bandai with this?”

  He shook his head. “I do like the Bandai as well but they have to make their own fate. They bring art and culture to our society but if they disappeared tomorrow those things would still live on. Ultimately any House can die or be born on any given day.”

  “And how far do we go before we start to harm Giapan?”

  “I do not know... We will revisit this conversation if the Bandai are destroyed. I do not want to start taking down other houses just because we can. At the same time we have to do what is best for the Koga. For now we will go forward with this plan. Do you agree?”

  “I do, my lord.”

  We spoke longer on the subject going over details of the tunnels. I had been thinking about the crews to build it but Masao decided to have some Onmyoji artisans create us some items to do the work faster. He was not sure how long it would take but he would bring them to me personally when they were done. Not long after that I went home to get some rest.

  It was only about an hour's ride so it didn't take us long. When we came out of the woods to look down on the wide fields and the castle, my breath caught. It was serene. The castle sat dormant while it’s heimin toiled in the fields. Their homes had been grouped close to the castle walls for protection.

  "Beautiful, is it not?" Masakari said from my right.

  "Yes. I can see why you would miss a place like this."

  We rode down the hill to the village. The peasants stopped and bowed as we passed. This was their first impression of me. I directed the others to go on to the castle. "Masakari, start getting the castle in order. I'm going to be in the village for a little while." He bowed to me and continued on with the others. Shingan and Aya-aiko stayed with me.

  We tied our horses near the end of the village road and walked through the town of the heimin. The houses seemed to be in good order and their appearance was neat and clean. The villagers seemed to have fared just fine without a lord. As I stood admiring them I felt a small tug on my right leg. Looking down I saw a small child with his arms stuck up in the air. I watched him for several moments before reaching down and picking him up. The boy looked to be about two years of age.

  "What is your name then?"

  He just smiled. He probably couldn't talk yet. We stood there looking at each other for a bit, before I heard her.

  "Forgive me lord. I did not mean for my son to bother you."

  I handed the boy to her. "There is nothing to forgive." I smiled. "Where is the headman?"

  "Chudai is working in the granary. It is just at the end of the street, my lord."

  "Domo arigato." I bowed quickly to her and left.

  The granary was easy to find. I saw many men and women working to store the rice from the fields. Eventually I saw a young boy run inside and whisper something to a woman in a brown kimono. She turned and looked at me, nodded to the boy and came out to greet me. She was a young girl, about a year or two younger than me. She looked intelligent with bright brown eyes.

  "My lord, I am Chudai. I am afraid we do not have all of the taxes collected as of yet."

  "That is good because I am not the Zei-Dansei.” I smiled. She was confused. “I am Shotoku Hiro. The new Kokujin of Shiro no Kuninoko." Her eyes went wide and she knelt down suddenly.

  "My apologies, my Kokujin. We were not told we would have a new lord." She sounded very afraid.

  "Have you heard of me?"

  "No, my lord. Though I am sure that is my fault."

  "Rise." I watched her stand. I introduced her to my lady and Aya. "Walk with me. I need to know about our town." She nodded. "What problems plague this town?"

  "Oh! There is no plague, my Kokujin."

  "Chudai, I am not a Bandai who believes it is better for people to be polite rather than honest. I have to make this town's profits rise. So, what problems are there?"

  She thought for a moment. "There are some of our people down with illness, but no cholera!"

  "Yes, are there bandits?"

  "No. There are eight ronin living in the castle. They make sure the bandits don't bother us."

  "They earn their keep then?"

  "Yes, my Kokujin."

  "Are there any problems with these ronin?"

  She hesitated for several moments. "One of them... touched a young girl inappropriately a few weeks ago. But he stopped when the farmers grabbed their tools and came after him."

  "What was his name?"

  "Gori, my lord."

  "Are the people happy here?"

  "Very much."

  I nodded. "There may be a Yamabushi arriving to teach the people, I do not know when. The brother in Goemon Toshi said he would ask for one to come here."

  "That would be very nice. We have gone so long without a monk."

  I nodded again. "Is there anything else you need here?"

  "No, my Kokujin."

  "If that changes come see me immediately."

  "Arigato gozaimasu, my lord."

  “Ladies, what do you think?” I asked.

  Aya-aiko said, “She is very concerned about making you angry. I think she is smart. I like her.”

  Chudai smiled and bowed to her for the compliment.

  “Shingan?” I asked.

  What profits did you bring in on your last harvest, Chudai san?'

  “It was a little over 1000 silver last season, Shingan gozen.”

  “It was reported at 990 silver by the Zei-Dansei,” Shingan said.

  “I am sure the error is on my pa...”

  Shingan held up her hand to stop her and then looked at me. “That means the Zei-Dansei took about 10 silver for himself?”

  I nodded. “That is not bad. Most take more than that. Dangerous, but they do.”

  She nodded. “Domo arigato for your honesty, Chudai san.”

  I looked at the fields for several moments until Shingan asked, “What is it, Hiro?”

  I shook my head a little. “I am not sure. I am not a farmer but... Aya?”

  “Yes.”

  “Go get Kubikiri and bring him here.”

  She ran to get him while Shingan asked, “What is it?!”

  I smiled. “I do not want to say until I get Kubikiri's opinion.”

  We made conversation with Chudai until Kubikiri showed up.

  “Yes, my Kokujin?” he asked as he approached and bowed.

  “Is that the same amount of fields that existed when you lived here?”

  He looked while commenting, “That was years ago but yes. It looks as I remember it.”

  “And you said it brought in 50,000 silver a year back then?” He nodded. “How much could you expect per harvest?”

  “They plant at offset times so you get multiple harvests per year so each one came in at just under 7000 silver per harvest. Why?”

  Chudai commented, “But that price is from years ago. The price of rice has fallen since then.”

  We all looked at her and she almost cringed back a little. “Who told you that?” I asked calmly.

  “The Zei-Dansei, my lord.”

  “Are there any odd things about our Zei-Dansei you can think of?” asked her.

  Chudai thought a moment. “He is samurai so we generally keep our distance when he arrives.

  I asked her, “Take me through everything that happens on a typical visit from this man. Include every detail you can think of please.”

  She nodded, “Alright, my Kokujin. His team consists of three samurai, a Gunso, and himself along with a servant who keeps notes and drives one of the two carts. He and his Gunso ride horses while the three samurai drive and ride in the second cart. His Gunso comes into town and makes all of the heimin go inside or out into the fields. We are not permitted to talk to him or his men and they are not permitted to talk to us. His men load the rice onto the carts and leave. Then before leaving the Zei-Dansei makes sure to tell me the value of the rice.”

  “Why?” I asked.

  “Why what, my lord?”

  “Why does he tell you the value of the rice?”

  She looked a little confused as she said, “He just does.”

  “Aya-aiko, why do you think he made sure to tell her the value of the rice?”

  She thought a moment, “To make sure if anyone came along and questioned the harvest she would tell them what she just told us.”

  “Very good. Domo arigato, Aya-aiko.”

  Chudai asked, “Why would he do that?”

  “So he could pocket the majority of the money, Chudai san.” commented Shingan.

  I hung my head and sighed. “I just got here.”

  Aya looked at me. “It will be OK, Hiro sama. I am sure you will kill this man and be back to terrorizing the innocent heimin of this village by the end of the day.” She smiled.

  “Very funny. Go tell Kira we have to go back to Goemon Toshi.”

  We said goodbye to Chudai and walked back to the castle where I found my men detaining eight ronin in the courtyard.

  "These would be the ronin I heard about in town then?"

  Masakari answered. "They are, my lord."

  "What are your names?"

  A clean, young, handsome man stepped forward. "I am Gori, my lord. The leader of our small band."

  "Yes, Chudai told me about you." His head fell smoothly from his neck as I swept my bade through it. Everyone was looking at me, including my own men. I flicked the blood from my blade and put it away. "Including what you tried to do to the girl." The ronin relaxed a little. "I have heard nothing evil about the rest of you, so you may leave if you wish or stay on in my service. I do pay well. Two silver a month for Ronin."

  Yumi chimed in, “You paid us four when we were ronin.”

  “But I liked you.” I smiled.

  Kira approached me as I heard the conversation start between the ronin and my men. Getting a name is the greatest of events for a ronin. So if you wanted them to stay, have them talk to a lord’s mononofu who had been given a name by that lord. That is why Yumi made his comment I think. He wanted them to know they could get more than just money out of me if they stayed.

  “Kira, I am sorry but we have to go back to Goemon Toshi.”

  “Aya told me. This guy must be an idiot.”

  I shook my head. “We are not on any official trade routes here. They do not get many travelers, so the chance of being discovered is slim. And I think he decreased the value slowly. These people are peasants so they never leave and have no idea what their crop is worth. Sounds like a bright thief.”

  “But you are still going to kill him?”

  “Oh absolutely! He has been stealing from my House and my Daimyo.”

  We flew to Masao and requested a meeting. We were admitted to his private court in the

  gardens where we found him with Jun, Eita and Grandfather.”

  He looked at me after returning my bow. “Really?”

  “My gracious lord, you have not seen me all day.”

  “It is mid - day, Hiro.”

  “Yes, well the Zei-Dansei has been robbing you blind for years. I thought it might be something you wanted me to tell you about.”

  He nodded. “Alright. Give me the details.”

  I brought him up to speed on what had occurred and in return found out the man's name and where he lived. Kira and I made our exit and went to the merchants' quarters of the toshi right to his house. There was a Koga mononofu on duty at the front gate.

  “My name is Shotoku Hiro, is Goemon Ryo in?”

  “I will tell him you are here, my lord.” He bowed and started to leave.

  “Not if you want to live through today, samurai.”

  And he stopped. “My lord?” He looked genuinely confused as to why I would say that.

  “You will not do anything I do not tell you to do. You will be quiet. You will obey. Am I clear?” He gave one concerned looking nod. “Follow me.”

  We went through the house to where the man's office should be. I saw what looked like a Gunso standing next to a man in a fine dark blue kimono with a servant filling their cups as they discussed something over the table. I strode in without stopping.

  “Goemon Ryo?” They turned around shocked. The man in the blue gathered his thoughts quick enough to start chewing out the mononofu behind me. I walked forward, “I am Shotoku Hiro...” The Gunso stepped forward to stop me so I chopped him in the throat with an open hand. He fell quickly to the ground. “...the new Kokujin of Shiro no Kuninoko.”

  Ryo said, “My lord, if you no longer wished for my service you could have just told me in any fashion. There was no need for you to trouble yourself by coming all this way.” He smiled.

  “Hm. Where is our Daimyo's money you have stolen?”

  “I have stolen nothing.”

  “The heimin claim the last crop was worth 1000 silver but the amount taken from their fields would be closer to 7000 silver.”

  “My lord, heimin have no ideaaaaaaahh!!!!”

  I grabbed and broke the pinky on his left hand. “Do I look like a Kyushu!? Where is the

  money!?”

  “Guards!!!”

  Two more samurai came running in from the other room but our friend from outside stopped them. “No! No! He is a Kokujin! Leave it be!” They all stood there and waited.

  The Gunso managed to squeak out, “What are you waiting for? Kill him!”

  I kicked the Gunso in the head. Hard. And he went down. “Ryo, you are going to tell me what you did with my Daimyo's money. It is really just a question of how many pieces you will be in at that time.”

  “I do not know what you are talking about!” he screamed.

  I drew a knife from inside my kimono as his servant spoke up, “Hiro sama?”

  I looked at him. He looked familiar but I could not place from where. “I know you.”

  He nodded. “Yes. We used to practice Kara-Te together when we were children.”

  “Ah yes. But it has been too long. I am afraid I have forgotten your name.”

  “Shotoku Maze-Tai.” He bowed. “I have served Ryo for several years now. There is no need to torture him, Hiro sama. I know everything he knows.”

  Ryo started to curse Maze-Tai but I flipped the knife around in my hand and drove it through the side of his head without looking.

  As Ryo's dead body slumped to the floor and off of my knife I stated, “I am putting a great deal of faith in you Maze-Tai. I do hope it does not prove to have been misplaced.” He nodded.

  I looked to the three samurai. “As for you three, I really want to kill you.” I pointed at them with the bloody dagger. “I think you knew what this man was doing and you probably pocketed some of the money.”

  That is when the Gunso jumped up with sword in hand and came at me. I blocked his blade with my knife and slit his throat. Blood sprayed everywhere as I shoved him past me to the floor. I heard Kira cursing and looked at her.

  “Are you alright?” I asked gently.

  “This is a new kimono!”

  I shrugged a small sorry to her and one of the mononofu stated, “My lord, all we do is haul rice for Ryo. We live in the same room,” he motioned to one of the doorways from this room, “and have basic needs met. We do not have any money. Certainly none of Daimyo Masao's money.”

  “That is true, Hiro sama. He always made sure to keep them from talking to the citizens of your castle. Only Gunso Jiko and Ryo knew anything,” stated Maze-Tai.

  I wiped off the blade on the dead Gunso. “And you.” I said. He nodded. “Where is it?'

  He pointed to the table. “He has a hidden money box under the floorboards beneath the table.”

  I looked at Kira, “Is your kimono alright?”

  “Yes. You missed me. Domo arigato for asking.” She smiled cruelly.

  “That is nice. Now lift the table with me.”

  I put away the knife and we moved the table. There was a small rug underneath it that we

  moved out of the way. You could see a small groove cut out of one side of one of the boards. We

  started lifting them out to reveal a large metal bound box.

  I called to the samurai, “Lift it out.”

  They pulled out a very heavy three feet long by two feet wide box. There was a lock on it but Maze-Tai gave me the key. Inside must have been about 500,000 silver.

  Kari whistled.

  “Maze-Tai?” He looked up at me. “Where are the real ledgers?” I asked.

  He went to a hidden alcove in the wall behind some false panels. “Here they are, Hiro sama.”

  He handed me three silk bound books. I flipped to the portion of the first book that showed my home, Shiro no Kuninoko. It was from a year ago and showed the first harvest had been worth 6200 silver pieces. Good. I closed it and handed them back to Maze-Tai.

  “How many servants in the home?” I asked.

  He replied, “One grounds keeper and four maids.”

  “Where are Ryo and the Gunso's rooms?”

  I searched the three rooms of the tax man and the room belonging to our deceased Sergeant. Not much was hidden there. A few small coins and some sentimental items. I checked the samurai room as well. Nothing unusual there.

  I spoke to Maze-Tai when I returned. “I am assuming the Gunso was paid well. Where is his money?”

  “Damn.”

  I made a face. “Damn, you wanted it for yourself? Or damn, you forgot about that when you told me you knew everything?”

  He looked a little concerned. “How angry are you going to be if it is the latter?”

  “If I were going to be mad, I would already be mad.” I looked at the others. “Does anyone know what the Gunso did with his money?”

  One of the quiet samurai spoke up. “I know he frequented the ’Natsuki‘ every night, my lord.”

  I nodded. My friend Osamu's place. I hoped he wasn't involved. “Alright children, we are

  walking all of this to our Daimyo.”

  I told the maids to send for the eta to clean up the mess and then we left. The samurai had to take a few breaks on the way but eventually we got back to Masao. Once the box was opened for him and the story explained he said, “So. You killed him.”

  I shrugged. “He kept interrupting.”

  “Did you warn him?”

  I said in an almost childish tone, “No.”

  He shook his head a little. “Maze-Tai, what was his plan?”

  “Well, my Daimyo, he was careful. He did not take anything from the other seven villages he collected from as they were well traveled. Kuninoko was the only out of the way village he had. He started small with a few hundred silver the first harvest and slowly increased it. I am not sure he had any plan to begin with but of late one was forming. He was paying the Gunso to help him keep it quiet but they planned to keep sucking profits from the village and if anyone caught on they would take their money and leave quietly.”

  “My money.” Masao said.

  “Yes, my Daimyo. Gomen nasai.” He bowed.

  “So where did the rest go?”

  “I am not sure but I do know it is in these ledgers. I know he invested in land and homes across Giapan. I can find that information for you, my lord.”

  “Very well, Jun? Work with Maze-Tai and find my money or whatever it is we are now

  invested in.”

  “Yes, my lord.”

  After they left Masao looked at me and said, “Hiro, why are you still here?”

  “The Gunso would have been well paid but I found no money in his room.”

  “Could you have missed it?” he asked.

  I shrugged. “I have a knack for that sort of thing so I doubt it. The samurai said he frequented an old friend's Sake-house, ’The Natsuki.’ I thought I would go talk to him and see if I could tie up that loose end.”

  He nodded. “Be judicious. Nokizaru Osamu is a loyal servant and has been very helpful to his House in the past. Just because this Gunso drank there does not mean Osamu should be tortured.”

  “Of course my Daimyo.” I bowed before leaving.

  Kira and I found the Sake-house easily. We strode to the main counter where Osamu was

  greeting guests.

  “Hiro sama, it is an honor to see you again.” He smiled.

  I whispered. “I wish I were here on happier business, Osamu san.” His smile faded a little. “What can you tell me about a Gunso Jiko?”

  He made a sick and confused face before saying. “He is not a good customer. I had to bribe the Doshin to become a regular customer so Jiko would understand, drunk or not, a disturbance is a disturbance.”

  “Did he have any friends?” I asked.

  He nodded and pointed. “Yes. Nokizaru Ryota. He visits with him every time he comes in.”

  I turned to see the courtier that Jun had been having such problems with in Masao's court. He saw me as I raised my hand and motioned for him to “come here.” He slowly rose from his friends and without preamble bolted for the back door. I pulled the kozuka from its sheath on my katana and threw it across the room into Ryota's thigh. He didn't miss a step as he continued on through the doorway to the back.

  I looked at Kira. “Get in the air and find that guy! He is no courtier!” I yelled as I sprinted after him. When I stepped into the alley I went to mist just in time for my own kozuka to bury itself in the frame of the door. I went solid and bounded after him. My forty foot leap would have landed me right on top of him if he had not launched himself forty feet forward. After I landed I pulled a throwing knife and bounded again. I wanted to throw as I was coming down but I never got the chance as a bolt of lightning knocked him out of the air. Unconscious. I landed and watched as Kira came to a gentle landing next to his body.

  I caught up to her in the alley where he fell. “Is he alive?” I asked sternly as I put my knife away.

  She nodded. “Oh yes. He will just be out for a while.”

  I bound him with his obi and gagged him. “We will have to return to the castle by unorthodox means.” She just nodded as I lifted the man over my shoulder. She was far more vocal a few moments later when I lifted the grating off of the sewer.

  “NO! NO! Why!?” She looked horrified.

  “Because this is what Koga do.” I said as I motioned for her to enter.

  Her shoulders slumped as she entered the ramp down to the sewer system of the city.

  “This is a new kimono.” She said miserably.

  I have no doubt that Kira had some glorified image of what I do on the job before we entered the sewer. But after the fifth mystery mass floated past us I am sure she realized that not all of the secrets of Ninjutsu are glamorous. We exited the sewers into the Labyrinth beneath the castle. I stashed our friend in a hidden room and went to find anyone. I located Kai of all people making his goodbyes to friends. I got his attention and motioned him to be quiet but to come to me.

  “Taisa you smell like...”

  “I know! I need you to do something for me.” I said.

  “Get you some soap?”

  “Not the time, Kai. Is anyone in the courtroom?”

  “No. Court was held in the gardens again.”

  I nodded. “Good. Go in there and yell, quietly, Shotoku Hiro needs a Shinobi. When one of them approaches, tell him I will be at Grandfather’s quarters.”

  He left to do that. I joined Kira at the soap and water near our tied up friend. A few moments later a Ninja appeared as we were getting dressed.

  “The sewers?” he asked in an appalled tone.

  “Well I see you will not be getting promoted from the rafters anytime soon, shinobi san.”

  “Shishou, if it means I do not have to see the sewers then I am happy where I am.”

  His calling me ‘master’ took me a little by surprise. No one had ever done that before. I tried to act as if I hadn’t noticed. “Take this note to our Daimyo and while you are here, do you have fukiya darts?” He nodded and handed me a bundle of ten darts. “Sleeping potion?”

  “Yes, Shishou.”

  I sent him off and pricked Ryota's neck so when the lightning daze wore off he would still be out. It was only a quarter of an hour before they arrived. I expected Masao. I did not expect he would bring Eita, Jun, and Grandfather with him.

  I bowed to them and they returned it quickly. Masao asked, “You said we have a serious

  problem. What has happened?”

  I drug Ryota out of the locked room and dropped him in front of them. I went through all that had happened to bring us to this point. Eita looked at Kira with great sympathy.

  “You could have had her fly to us.”

  “I did not know if I would need assistance. He is Ninja and I did not know who else was

  watching.” I looked at her sitting there in a much too large kimono that we borrowed from Grandfather. She just looked sad. Masao arranged for his interrogators to come in and take over while the rest of us went upstairs to have a bath.

  After the bath Kira and I went to my uncle's store where I bought her ten new kimono. Maybe I wouldn't have to hear her complain about it anymore. Maybe. Kira flew us back home where we found Kubikiri bossing peasants around and giving directions for cleaning and preparing the castle for life. He had drafted his five friends into helping and the place was very busy. I helped where I could and enlisted the aid of Shingan and Aya-aiko.

  It was a nice castle. From the outside it looked to be about half the size of Shiro Goemon. It was the standard Giapan architecture, a stone base with wooden walls and tiled roofs. I had one of the oldest servants brought back from the village to show me all of the hidden passages. It did have a small hidden basement with two exits that slipped out under the walls and surfaced in discrete locations, one in the town and one in the woods a quarter of a mile away.

  Finding the staff for the castle was easy enough. Most of them had stayed on with their families who farmed the surrounding rice fields. The castle was of average build, meant to house around five hundred samurai with their families and room for another five hundred single samurai in the barracks. There was a smaller garrison designed to hold another two hundred samurai. I assigned quarters and servants to my seven men. Kubikiri went back to running the castle, while I sent Hoko and his sister Menuki out to find their old House mates, to help re-man the castle.

  I assigned Yumi to train the Ashigaru and drill them in case we ever had to draft them into service. Taisa Goemon Sashi showed up later in the week with his 1200 men and their families. He met me in the courtyard of the castle.

  Bowing he said, "It is an honor to serve you again, my lord."

  "The honor is mine, Sashi san. How many Onmyoji did you bring?" He rose after I returned his bow.

  "Roughly 40 Onmyoji, 300 archers, 40 engineers, 300 cavalrymen, and 300 spear-men, my Kokujin."

  "Good. Have Kiki speak to Shotoku Kubikiri about housing. He was one of the men that ran this castle before... Well, he is very familiar with its construction."

  He called for Kiki and had her go find Kubikiri. The rest of the Taisa approached with their staff. Kai and Kajiru I knew very well but the other seven I had to be re-introduced to as it had been a while since I had spoken with them. I got what staff I had started working with their men to get them and their families settled.

  “I do not think I talked to you about this, but I am having all of the peasants trained as

  Ashigaru.”

  “Noooooo.” he cried.

  “...That was a little extreme was it not?” I asked.

  He shrugged. “Yes. How many are there?”

  “Just under 1000.”

  He looked a little stunned. “Very nice.”

  “Yes. I have had Yumi and the others working with them all week. Mostly on Jujutsu but some spear work practice as well. We do it early in the morning before they go to work. We have equipment coming to arm them.”

  He looked at me. “You know that is against imperial rule.”

  “So is gambling!” He smiled while I took a breath. “You think you can get them on a schedule along with your troops?”

  “Absolutely.”

  We continued to discuss the details. I had spears, light armor and hamidashi long knives coming from Goemon Toshi for the peasants. Sashi would train them in the wearing and using of these weapons. I couldn't issue them katana as that would be too much for anyone, even the heimin.

  Some of the local merchants returned when they heard the castle had been re-inhabited. I also had a carrier pigeon service started between us and the other towns of the Koga. It would mean less of a delay if I was wanted. Hoko and Menuki, returned a few months later with their old comrades. Many of them had died or killed themselves, but there were still 200 samurai they managed to bring home.

  I paid my ronin two silver a month, plus room and board. And as their lord I provided them with anything they wanted or needed. A much better deal than the usual assignment of food. They were also issued a bow and arrows along with a spear, daisho and armor, if they needed them. Most did. The heimin were paid anywhere from five coppers a month to a silver, depending upon their skills and trade. Again, heimin usually earn nothing for their services.

  The ronin were dispersed within Sashi's unit. All of my samurai trained together in the hopes of cutting down on the number of ugly incidents. It was rough for the first few months, but they got used to each other, eventually. I also started sending all Onmyoji into the town at least twice a week. They were led by Jerukukami to wipe out any illness in the village and the castle. It didn't take long for them to succeed.

  I had Sashi organize and run several sweeps throughout each month to search for and destroy any brigands or bandits. I included the ashigaru as this was good practice for everyone on how to work together. Again, it didn't take long for the criminals to move away or die.

  Near the end of the first month from our arrival I was visited by Grandfather and Cho. I met them in the courtyard when I heard they had come.

  “Grandfather. Cho. What are you two doing here?” I smiled.

  Sensei said, “We felt you had enough time to have settled in and wanted to see how things were coming for you.”

  We bowed and spoke for a time. It was so good to see them.

  Cho asked, “I have heard you are training Ashigaru. Can we see them?”

  “Certainly. They have finished their work for the day so we can do a special muster.”

  I called for Sashi and had him muster the Ashigaru in town. Several moments later when they had a chance to don their armor and meet on the field, I walked with my friends on parade.

  Cho said, “They look really impressive, Hiro.”

  “Domo arigato, Cho. Shogun Sashi is owed most of the credit though. I told him what I wanted and a rough idea of how I thought it should be done but he is the one that put in the hours with these men.

  We came to the commander's stand and I addressed the troops. “These men are friends of mine from Goemon Toshi! They have the ear of our Daimyo! Let us show them what you can do! Shogun!” I yelled for the ashigaru to hear. Sashi ran quickly to meet me on the stand.

  “Take them through the kata of the spear, Shogun Sashi!”

  “Yes, my Kokujin!”

  We bowed and he took my place at the front of the stand. He then called them to attention and began the Koga Jujutsu spear kata. They looked phenomenal. 1000 spears moving, almost as one. It lasted a good quarter of an hour. My friends were smiling by the time the kata was done. Once finished the Ashigaru went back to attention. I replaced Sashi and told the mononofu how great they looked and how proud I was of them. Then I released them to their homes and sent the couriers to bring extra sake to them from my stocks. You could hear the cheering all the way in Goemon Toshi I am sure.

  Cho said, “All that in less than a month?”

  “Yes. We are also planning to give them real training in the field as well. Shogun Sashi wants to do patrols with his men and the ashigaru about twice a month, so they can become accustomed to working alongside the Samurai.”

  “I am very impressed. I was not sure you could do it, Hiro san.”

  Something about that whole statement made me stop and look at him for several moments. He just looked back at me.

  “You kept one for yourself, you yarou.”

  “What do you mean, Hiro sama?”

  “It was not the 'san' that gave you away. Cho would have not been surprised that heimin make good troops as he is heimin, Masao sama.”

  He smiled. “Well, keep it down. This mask makes traveling easier for me.” I smiled and nodded. “What did you think Grandfather? You have been very silent.” Cho-ish asked.

  He thought a moment, “I was not as surprised but I was impressed. They look exceptional, Hiro sama.”

  “Domo arigato, Grandfather.” We spoke as we walked back to the castle. Disguised or not, I was very honored Masao had come to see my men personally. The castle was in great shape now and due to my constant trading with merchants we had plenty of art that decorated every area. Masao and Grandfather looked approvingly as we strolled the halls to my suite. Shingan had been sent on a mission just a few days ago and took Aya-aiko with her per Masao's instructions. I assumed he had wanted to make sure they were gone for this visit. Once we were settled and alone Masao removed his Oni Masuku and had some tea.

  “That is better.” I commented.

  He looked amused but confused. “Why would it matter to you?”

  “When sitting next to Cho, I was inclined to say many inappropriate things. Mostly derogatory comments about our Daimyo.” I nodded.

  He had another sip of tea and nodded. “I should put it back on then.”

  Grandfather agreed. “I think you should as well because now I want to know what he would have said.” He smiled.

  Masao laughed and said, “Alright, before we start acting like children. Let us discuss why we came here... Hiro, my men were able to produce several items to assist you with your problem involving Jute.” I nodded. “I think you and Sensei can take care of all of it on your own.”

  I was surprised. “I am sorry, my lord, but... just the two of us?”

  “Yes. I will explain. My Onmyoji have created this glove.” He handed me a metal frame gadget that looked as if it should slip over your hand with hoops for your fingers to go through. It appeared to fasten around the wrist with a silk monkey fist knot. “That will move soil in whatever fashion you want it to. Very easy to use. Simply want and it will obey.” We both nodded to him. “When you want dirt, stone or plants removed, it simply changes them to air.”

  “That is handy.” Grandfather said.

  Masao continued, “Hold all puns until the end... This, will change dirt to stone. You should be able to make a support structure for your tunnel with this.” He held what looked like four silver rings chained together. He pantomimed that they went onto the fingers of one hand.

  “So we are making a tunnel?” Grandfather whispered.

  He nodded. “That was Hiro's idea. Hiro, tell him everything once you are underway. I want as little risk on this as possible.” I nodded my understanding. “This, will tell you what direction to move in. You simply tell it where you want to go and a blue arrow appears on its face for you to follow.” He held a simple palm sized gold mirror.

  “How many people know about this, my Daimyo?” I whispered.

  “You and I are the only ones who know everything. My Onmyoji made one magic item a piece. They were sworn to secrecy so they will not talk to the others. None of them knew I had the others working on anything at all. So we should be safe there. Kyo made the “Soil Stone” so she thinks I want to move dirt. Takumi made the “Stone Maker.” He thinks I want to easily build a structure, while Naoki made “The Compass,” and thinks I just wanted a magic compass... Now Grandfather knows we are up to something but does not have any more details. The real Cho is working back in Goemon and knows nothing of this.”

  I thought a moment. “It will take us some time but I agree, this is doable.”

  He continued, “I have dug a tunnel 200 feet straight down below a warehouse in Goemon Toshi. I built an elevator in it to assist in lifting and lowering things. At its base is the katana you gave me when you returned from the Nigata fencing school. Simply ask the stone to take you to that sword and you should be fine.” I nodded. “I also went to Morioka Toshi in the Bandai lands. There is a warehouse I bought there and built another tunnel and elevator. At its base is the calligraphy set you gave me as a gift in Shiro no Shotoku.”

  “You kept it?'

  “Of course I kept it.” he said indignantly. “A nine year old boy cleanly kills a Yoriki and brings you his calligraphy set as a gift, you keep it!”

  I smiled. “Very good... With these items, this should go pretty fast.”

  “I hope so. I cannot afford for you two to be underground indefinitely. Also, I have this for you.”

  Masao held what looked like a blank scroll. “My father gave me this. It is very old. You simply unroll it and it will show you a map of whatever lay around you. Secret tunnels, underground rivers, Oni pits. I do not wish to lose two of my best men because they accidentally stumbled onto a new chasm.”

  We smiled. “Domo arigato, my Daimyo.” said Grandfather.

  He smiled. “Do itashimashite, Grandfather. Now, Sensei will be staying with you as he is very interested in what you are doing here. Cho must stay in Goemon Toshi to assist me in his absence.”

  I held up my hand. “What does Grandfather do for you? I thought he was just a sensei.”

  “That my most trusted friend is none of your business.” Masao smiled. “Now I have placed wards on the elevators. They will not lift or lower for anyone unless they wear one of these.” He held up two small amulets. We each took one and put it away. Masao looked at us with a slightly questioning expression on his face. “Have I missed anything?” he asked.

  Grandfather nodded and said, “The news about Ryota.”

  “Ah,” he nodded in confirmation. “Nokizaru Ryota was thoroughly interrogated.”

  It was my turn to nod. “So you located the Gunso's money?”

  “Sort of. Ryota and the Gunso were Iga spies. Apparently the real Ryota had no family to speak of and was murdered on his way to Goemon Toshi six years ago when he was first appointed to my court. The Iga replaced him easily enough. The Gunso was supposed to have come from service in the Wajima territory so we think the real man was murdered and replaced when he got orders back home. So in conclusion, my money is with the Iga.

  We discussed the details of everything a little more but once the discussion was done we

  finished eating and Masao donned his mask again. “I must head home but you two get to work. I expect perfection.”

  After Masao headed home I took Grandfather to the hidden cellar of the castle and located a spot where we could build a secret entrance and get started. It took some discussion but it was easily achievable. We would be able to lift the floor and use it as a disguise for the entrance. The beginning was pretty easy actually. It was more time consuming than anything else. We dug down and reinforced with thick slabs of stone. Once we hit our depth we angled out away from the castle and started a tunnel to Goemon Toshi. Using the compass and the map we managed to hit the elevator dead on.

  We built the tunnel so it wrapped around the elevator to continue in a second tunnel next to the previous one in the opposite direction. As we continued away from Goemon Toshi we removed some of the dirt between the two tunnels but left a stone wall three feet high between them. Once we got to the Elevator in Morioka we did the same thing there. With sleep and returning home periodically for re-supply, the whole process took us about two and a half months.

  There were more details to work out that took about two weeks to complete. Getting six

  enchanted carts into the tunnel broken into two trains. Stopping mechanisms at each end so the train would wait until the person on that end sent it on. Selecting 18 men for each location to load and unload the carts and secure the warehouses. The men were pretty easy. We had many mononofu who wished to have a chance at winning our Daimyo's attention. Masao selected them so no one else would know. The Gunso of each team was given one of the amulets. Then we just back filled the tunnel from my castle with stone and we were done.

  The yakuza loved us. They had no idea what we were doing and they did not care. They

  brought us their opium. We paid them the going rate minus our portion and took their opium. Some of them were not sure at first but once they heard how easy it was for the others they soon jumped on board. The Bandai were not so happy about it. Their opium problem was getting worse and they had no way to deal with it. Three of our men on the Bandai side of the border were shinobi. So it was particularly difficult for them to find out where it was coming from.

  Sometime during the first month of digging, I slipped off to the temple of Arikura-no-baba. I had located Tetsuya and watched his habits over the past few weeks. I knew he liked to climb the cliffs to harvest the mushrooms that grew in the shrubs along the cliff side. The solitude seemed to have appealed to him. It was a simple thing to mist behind him, break his neck and let him fall to the ground while I slipped away. He was no longer a Koga. No longer a Goemon. He wasn’t even named Tetsuya anymore. So no word ever came about his death. The monks assumed he slipped from the cliff and fell.

  One less thing to do.