Making his way to Azami's room, Seijuro knocked on the door and gave the usual password before entering. Once inside he saw Azami fiddling with a bunch of ninja scrolls "You said you needed some help, Azami?" Seijuro said as he walked up to her.
"Indeed. Grandfather needs me to visit for two weeks on a training mission. Ninja rule 438, a ninja must be able to take on any role for espionage. For two weeks I need to be around a target in disguise without him knowing it's me." Azami explained the rules of her mission to Seijuro.
"Alright, so do you need me to help you pack?" Seijuro asked, unsure about why he was called to Azami's room at all.
"No, I need you to stand still." Azami said as she finally pulled out the correct scroll and begin to move her arms and hands around to perform a secret ninja technique.
BOOOM!
In an instant a cloud of smoke exploded right in front of Seijuro's face "Gah! Azami, what was that?!" Seijuro shouted as he tried to brush smoke away from his face, not noticing how much higher his voice was now.
"Phase 1, successful." A voice that sounded extremely familar to Seijuro said. Once the smoke had cleared, Seijuro's jaw dropped as he saw himself standing in front of him. Looking down brought an equal amount of shock as he saw that a tiny little body wearing an outfit that wouldn't look out of place on a doll; he had become Azami!
"I shall return in two weeks. I advise that you take care of my body." Azami said sternly as she grabbed a small bag of ninja tools and exited the room before Seijuro could say a word.
"Hey, wait a second!" Seijuro tried to stop Azami but immediately tripped on her shoes. Picking himself up to chase after her, he quickly realized he had no chance because walking on these was like walking on stilts!
Making his way to the main stairs to the lobby, Seijuro could only watch in horror as Azami was currently talking to Sakura as him.
"Seijuro, are you ready to go on that date we planned?" Sakura practically whispered to Azami, not wanting anyone else to here.
"Negative. I have more important matters to attend to." Azami said bluntly and continued down the stairs.
Before Azami could get out of the lobby she was once again stopped, this time by Claris "Seijuro! I couldn't happen to hear you don't have plans with Sakura now. How about you and I go out so I can get more practice for writing romance stories."
"I have no time for romance right now." Azami coldly said as she continued to walk toward the lobby door.
Seijuro could only watch in horror as Hatsuho and Anastasia also walked up to ask 'him' out on a date and for Azami to coldly reject them before she finally exited the theater. Four potential dates, all down the drain! Getting on his knees Seijuro looked to the sky and wondered how the world could be so cruel.
Dragging his feet down the hallway, Seijuro made his way back to Azami's room, or he supposed this would be his room for the next two weeks. Looking in the mirror, he still couldn't believe he was in Azami's body, ninja techniques really were out of this world.
"Ugh, and I have to pretend to be one until Azami gets back?" He rubbed the back of his head. He didn't know exactly what the circumstances of Azami's mission were so he didn't want to accidentally ruin it by having the world know she was in his body.
Looking around the room, Seijuro soon found a large box labeled "Snack savings." Opening it up he was surprised at how much money was in it, the actresses of the Flower Division were certainly paid more than he was.
Looking in the mirror again and remembering how Azami had just ruined his chances of going on four dates, a though ran through his mind. He needed to pretend to be Azami, but did he need to act like her?
There was certainly enough money in that box for a wardrobe change, the thought of seeing Azami's body wearing dresses even less suited for ninja activities or maybe something more masculine would be a sight to behold. Maybe Azami would think twice about taking his body of she came back to a completely different reputation too...