The Supreme Son-in-Law
Yoshiko chuckled, "Master Rinz, you've still got that sense of humor—thank goodness! I was worried you would be all mopey after becoming a son-in-law, but hey, some things never change. You're still the same all-around superstar we know and love."
A dozen young female ninjas, none over twenty and all in the bloom of youth, were like flowers about to burst open, radiating with the vibrancy of youth. Their faces lit up with excitement when Master Rinz showed up, their eyes filled with nothing but admiration.
Ninjas were slim and athletic—they kept light on their feet to stay quick. So, no matter their height, these ninja ladies were all featherweights, decked out in sleek black outfits that ma