Harukaze had visited her son in England, the day before she held a successful fashion show in the country's capital. She would have loved for her son to model and strut one of her clothes, but alas he was content in watching others strut on the catwalk.

She was a bit surprised when she found out that the other boys left the Igasaki dojo to pursue other endeavors. Her nephew, Takaharu was training elsewhere, while the new addition to the team, Kinji, was back in America, selling her father's Oden.

The only boy left in the Igasaki dojo was her other nephew, Nagi.

That was before the Ninnin Girls and Ninnin Boys debacle her sister-in-law had orchestrated.

Harukaze shook her head as her plane landed in Japan. She had decided to host another fashion event in her home country, and maybe locate where her brother's new address was.

Her childhood home was, after all, ransacked by the Kibaoni, her father's old enemy.

Checking her phone, she immediately searched for the address that her son had given her before they parted, which she had immediately located via the map application on her phone.

"Harukaze!" Harukaze's sister-in-law greeted her as she approached. "It has been a long time, how was England?"

"It's still cold," Harukaze giggled. "I swear all that magic in that place has made that country colder."

"I heard you found yourself a new set of young models?"

"Don't make it sound like that!" Harukaze pouted.

"Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help myself." Sakurako giggled. "Why the sudden visit?"

"I just wanted to see if what my son said was still true," Harukaze admitted. "You were actually able to convince him to wear something from my line and be on stage at the same time, I just want to know how you managed to do that."

"Nothing special," Sakurako shook her head. "A normal sibling rivalry between the kids turned into a 'boys vs. girls' thing," She shook her head. "Really it was a big mess."

"I'm hearing differently," Harukaze raised an eyebrow. "In any case, I have a proposal for you."

Nagi found himself standing in front of his aunt, shirtless, as she placed a tape measure on his bare torso.

"Auntie, did I have to lose my shirt for this?" Nagi questioned. "You're just getting my measurement."

"Not exactly," Harukaze shook her head. "I found out that the clothes I measured with the model's clothes on were a bit loose on their end when I want it to be form fitting."

"I'm not exactly a model, auntie." Nagi deadpanned.

"Nope, I only create form-fitting clothes and I only create the best clothes for my nieces and nephews." Harukaze dismissed his nephew's misgivings and continued measuring the young boy's torso.

What awaited Nagi after his aunt got his measurements was a fashion show with his female cousins, Kasumi and Fuka. The clothes Yakumo's mother made for him were essentially a male version of his cousin's idol-ninja outfits, which were already based on their suits in the first place.

Nagi found himself wearing a shirt, similar to his suit's top just with the left sleeve cut off while the end of the right sleeve was simply filled with five holes at the end of the closed sleeve, for his finger to pass through.

He also wore yellow pants, not unlike the yellow from his suit, but his right pant leg was cut off right on the knee and was paired with shin-length boots.

The finishing touch was the black sash with a yellow shuriken emblazoned on it that he was wearing from his left shoulder to his right waist.

"Look how cute you look, Nagi-kun!" Sakurako giggled restraining herself from pinching the boy's cheeks.

"Nothing less for my nephew, of course." Harukaze boasted. "Of course, I've already made designs for the other three."

"Look it's your turn, Nagi-kun." Sakurako pushed her nephew onstage.

"We should do this more often, Sakurako." Harukaze offered.

"Couldn't agree more."

Elsewhere, three different people, in three different locations, shivered as if someone had just threatened their lives.