Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"This is, cultivation?" Qingxue looked at the man strangely.

"How about sending you to Longchang to gain enlightenment? When you wash the floor, you are also cleansing your soul. Physical labor will make your life more real. Okay, go ahead." Hachiman's words sounded earnest and realistic. Although dissatisfied, Qingxue still half-knelt with a rag in her hand, wiping the place with the rag.

Mrs. Yukinoshita, who had been proud and pampered since childhood, had never done such a thing, and Qingxue felt so ashamed that whenever she tried to wipe the floor hard, the short hem of her skirt seemed to flip up, revealing her panties. She also had to be careful at all times to avoid being peeped at. It took her half an hour just to wipe the corridor.

However, Hachiman seemed quite satisfied and just stood in the courtyard watching the women work.

"I finally understand why you asked your sister to mop the floor." Xiangzi, who was reading a book on a chair by the lake, came over at some point.

"Oh, why?" Hachiman asked as if he was puzzled, although there was a smile on his face.

"The buttocks that are raised when mopping the floor, and the breasts that are squeezed by my hands later, are both beautiful sights that cannot be taken in."

Especially when paired with the clothes of the red-light district ladies, this beautiful scene appears even more magnificent.

"You have misunderstood. What I designed are all very serious trainings." Hachiman said calmly.

"Oh, really?" Xiangzi said this, lowering her head slightly and looking at Hachiman, as if to say that some of your physiological reactions have exposed your hypocrisy.

It seems that it is not good for the monk's robe to be too loose. Even someone as shameless as him feels a little embarrassed.

So he said, "If you are not happy with your sister's suffering, you can put on her clothes and complete her training instead."

"Even if I am willing, my sister may not be willing, so I won't hinder her." After saying that, she sat quietly on the grass like a literary...woman?

It is obvious that Xiangzi, like Kato Megumi, is a very difficult to understand type.

The training, which was described by Xiangzi as a magnificent scene, attracted Hachiman's attention more than the green willows and pink peaches by the lake. About half an hour later, Qingxue, covered in sweat, walked up to Hachiman with a rag.

The clothes were made of non-absorbent material, and after being stained by sweat, they stuck to the skin, leaving a mouth-watering shape on the buttocks. Qingxue looked at Yawata with some excitement, the sweat from her chin dripping onto the tender white collarbone, flashing dazzling light under the rising sun.

"How about it? I did a good job, didn't I?" Perhaps because she hadn't exercised for a long time, Qingxue, who was sweating, felt a little proud.

It seems to be saying, let's see what excuses you have to make things difficult for me.

"Well, it's well done. Now, start fetching water. Fill up the big water tank with water, and then you can start a fire and cook."

Hachiman brought the two wooden barrels and the pole at his feet to Qingxue, and the smile on her face quickly froze.

"Make a fire and cook?" Qingxue thought that after wiping the floor, she had completed her training and could eat.

"That's right. Once you've fetched the water, you can use the ingredients in the refrigerator to make a fire and cook."

Hachiman nodded. Although there was a refrigerator, there was no kitchen here, so naturally there was no stove.

Qingxue knew that even if she asked questions like "Why? On what basis?", the other party would just brush her off with excuses like "This is part of the training."

However, seeing that Hachiman seemed to be having a good time chatting with her sister Kaori while she still had to continue doing the hard labor, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

Qingxue picked up the wooden bucket and pole. Although she had never used them herself, this was different from modern products like the subway, so Qingxue still knew how to use it to carry water.

But soon, Qingxue realized that this was not a simple matter of fetching water. She finally filled two buckets with water, then carried them on her shoulders and walked towards the water tank tremblingly. As a result, her buttocks were suddenly whipped by the bamboo sticks. In a panic, half of the water in the buckets poured out.

She put down the stick and glared at the culprit, but Hachiman still had a calm smile on his face and said, "The water has spilled. Refill it and pour it into the water tank."

Qingxue felt a dull pain and said, "How can I pour a full bucket like this?"

But Hachiman just said calmly: "Carrying water is a test of your concentration and endurance. Even if I whip you, you should remain motionless and not spill the water. Only in this way can you pass the training."

Qingxue wanted to say several times that she didn't want to play anymore, but she swallowed her anger and picked up the bucket again. Needless to say, every time she fetched water, the bamboo stick in his hand was like a poisonous snake, whipping her buttocks when she relaxed.

Although she didn't use too much force each time, Qingxue felt really humiliated. She cursed the master countless times, calling him a stinky master and a bad master, before she finally filled the tank with water.

Xiangzi next to her seemed to be unable to bear it and said, "Is spanking your sister so fun?"

Rather than letting Xiangzi believe Hachiman’s lies, it is better to say that the purpose of setting up such training is just to satisfy his personal bad taste.

Xiangzi narrowed her eyes slightly and said in Hachiman's ear: "Well, do you want to try spanking my butt?"

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Amid the sounds of whipping, Qingxue finally filled the water tank with water, but the burning pain in her buttocks reminded her all the time of what the fake monk had done to her.

She said "hetui" in her heart, what a bad guy.

Qingxue glanced over there and found that the other party didn't even know when to make tea and was drinking tea and chatting with her sister. It seemed that the atmosphere was quite good.

The woman said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Where is the hot water?"

Didn’t she have to light a fire and cook even though there was no stove?

“Haha, there is an electric kettle.”

After taking a sip of Xiangzi's tea, Hachiman continued speaking neither slowly nor quickly.

"Also, I'm hungry. There's firewood in the backyard, and there's food and rice in the refrigerator. You can light a fire in the yard and cook."

Qingxue was silent for a moment, without arguing, and turned to go to the backyard to get firewood. After taking only two steps, she suddenly felt dizzy. She stopped. She was very familiar with this situation so she was not panicked. Yesterday's habitual insomnia and the dizziness caused by her body not being used to such high-intensity exercise in the morning eased after a few seconds. Qingxue continued to cook while cursing Hachiman.

Xiangzi sat opposite Hachiman, looking at the Mahavairocana Sutra that she found in the art museum, and said, "Speaking of which, has your sister ever cooked?"

"As a younger sister, don't you know this question?"

Hachiman was wearing monk's robes and sipping tea. If one simply looked at his appearance, he looked like a young and enlightened monk, but unfortunately, he was empty inside.

"Anyway, I've never seen my sister cook." Xiangzi said calmly as she sipped the fragrant tea made from the tea leaves she brought.

"What a coincidence, I've never seen her cook at Yukinoshita's house." Hachiman also said so.

Then the two of them were silent for a few seconds, and then Hachiman said, "Forget it, as long as she doesn't hate me so much that she adds rat poison to it."

"Is it possible that my sister added rat poison instead of salt?" Xiangzi said lightly.

This is ridiculous.

Hachiman couldn't help laughing when he heard this, causing Qingxue, who was making a fire with newspaper and had a dirty face, to look at him in confusion.

"Also, don't bully your sister too much. If she gets really stubborn, it will be hard for you to coax her. And I don't understand. Apart from your bad taste, what's the point of asking your sister to do these things other than sweating? You shouldn't be that boring, right?"

How can seeing a woman's beautiful buttocks be boring? However, he did not say so. Instead, he said, "Haven't I said before that a healthy soul can only reside in a healthy body? You just sit too much and exercise too little, so you have so many boring thoughts in your head."

Xiangzi seemed to have some hidden meaning in Hachiman's words and tilted her head to express her confusion.

Hachiman asked, "Does Qingxue still have nightmares at night recently?"

Xiangzi paused for a moment while turning the pages, and then said, "I see, but I don't think my sister's problem can be solved so easily."

"I was thinking that it's about time Qingxue came out of the shadow of the past. Well, whether it works or not, I want to give it a try." Hachiman said calmly.

"I'm a little surprised. It turns out that you are really thinking about my sister." Xiangzi showed a surprised expression.

"The spanking just now wasn't painful enough, was it?" Hachiman glared at her.

"Since you can surprise me, I can let you hit other soft spots." Xiangzi said in a calm tone.

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Hachiman covered her forehead with her hands. She had long seen that this senior female intellectual in front of her was a repressed person who often ran over people's faces with her car.

"In this respect, you are completely different from Qingxue." Hachiman said with emotion.

Qingxue's way of expressing love has always been bold, passionate, and very straightforward, but Xiangzi likes to tease a man's heart gently and slowly, like dominoes, layer by layer, and finally like waves that are unstoppable.

"Well, after all, my mother was a successful mistress."

Xiangzi said with a smile, but the smile on her face was a little complicated, as this involved a past event of the Fujiwara family.

Qingxue and Xiangzi are half-sisters with the same father, and Xiangzi's mother is a second wife.

Before Kiyoyuki's mother passed away, her father had an affair with Kaori's mother. No one can tell whether Kiyoyuki's mother's death was related to this. Therefore, Kiyoyuki's life in the Fujiwara family was not very easy when she was a child. Coupled with her stubborn personality and her inability to please others, the conflicts became even deeper.

Xiangzi is at the other extreme. She has been very good at observing people's words and expressions and trying to please her father and mother since she was young.

Therefore, even in their marriage, on the surface, it was much better for Xiangzi to marry into a wealthy family in Tokyo than for Qingxue to marry into a small local landlord.

What surprised Hachiman was that the two sisters who had such a growth experience did not become enemies but instead became a pair of sisters who were a little awkward but had a good relationship.

This is probably thanks to Qingxue's straightforward personality. Even though she doesn't like her stepmother, she really treats Xiangzi like a younger sister.

Miraculously, Xiangzi was not affected by the bad things her mother often said about Qingxue in her ears. Instead, she had a deep admiration for the older sister who was a little older than her.

"Okay, for the sake of my stomach, I'd better go and help that idiot who can't tell the difference between salt and sugar." After saying that, Xiangzi put down the teacup and slowly stood up.

Hachiman nodded and continued to sit there drinking tea, but he still heard Xiangzi say from a distance: "Why can you make tomato scrambled eggs green, you idiot, what do you mean by adding strawberry jam? Is your strawberry jam green?"

For some reason, even Hachiman's stomach seemed to start to feel sour.

Qingxue looked at the empty plates on the table with a complicated expression, and at Hachiman's face which was subtly turning pale, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She knew very well that even with Xiangzi's guidance the first time she cooked, she could only make dark cuisine that was barely edible. After it was done, she herself didn't even want to try it, but the man in front of her ate up all the food she cooked.

Hachiman took a sip of tea to suppress his stomach's protest and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Xiangzi, who was chewing the chocolate she had brought without even touching her lunch, whispered in Hachiman's ear, "Not bad, young man. Now Qingxue's favorability bar should be rising rapidly. If you work harder, you can capture her."

"Don't you think that deliberately talking in my ear all the time is just making my strategy more difficult?"

In response, Xiangzi just pursed her lips and chuckled. Qingxue's face naturally looked unhappy as she saw the two people whispering to each other without letting her hear.

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After lunch, Qingxue originally thought that Hachiman would do something weird right away, but unexpectedly, he got an hour's rest.

The three of them sat on the corridor floor that Qingxue had just wiped clean. The warm spring breeze blew gently from the lakeside, causing Xiangzi's long black hair to scatter and sway continuously, but sweat stuck the hair to Qingxue's cheeks, and it remained motionless even in the breeze.

However, Qingxue felt more comfortable at this moment after a full exercise. Although her legs and hands were sore, she hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. Although she wanted to take a hot bath to relax now, she didn't know what classes were waiting for her in the afternoon, so she could only rest here to recover her strength.

Hachiman next to him was not idle. He had been on the phone since just now: "Yes, I'm with your mother. She encountered something and wants to relax outside. Don't worry, nothing serious will happen..."

Obviously, it was Yukino calling, and the kid should have noticed she was missing by about time.

She sighed in her heart, and then thought about how she had decided on her own marriage without telling her, and she got angry just thinking about it…

But when I think about it carefully, I just can't accept their marriage, because if they really get married, Qingxue will no longer find a reason to deceive myself.

After a long while, Hachiman hung up the phone and said, "Yukino is very worried about you."

"She's just worried that there will be one less witness at the wedding. After all, if I'm not here, there will be no other elders in the Yukinoshita family." Qingxue said stubbornly.

"If you don't want to go, I, your aunt, can do it for you." Xiangzi said while reading the Buddhist scriptures.

As a result, Qingxue glared at her and said, "What's it got to do with you?"

Hachiman, however, ended this meaningless discussion directly. He said, "You must be present at Yukino's wedding. This is not something worth discussing."

Qingxue and Hachiman began to confront each other with their eyes, and finally Qingxue said: "Then I will attend the wedding as a nun, at least this way I won't feel so guilty."

In fact, the matter is very simple. Qingxue is entangled with Hachiman, and he can't convince himself to continue stealing Yukino's happiness. The news that she is dissatisfied with Hachiman and Yukino for not telling her about their marriage is false, but the fact that she wants to get rid of this tangled relationship is true.

Therefore, becoming a monk and severing all ties with the secular world is really the best option for Qingxue at the moment.

Hachiman reached out his hand, wanting to hold her hand, but Qingxue gently avoided it. He was not angry, but just smiled gently.

This made Qingxue even more depressed. Don’t you really know why I do all this?

On the day Qingxue became a nun, she decided to sever her worldly ties with Hachiman.

This way, she can face Yukino's happiness with peace of mind.

But can he really do it? Can he overcome the nightmares that haunt him in his sleep when Hachiman is not around?

Qingxue didn't know, but she had already decided to end things with Hachiman.

Hachiman looked at the silent woman, as if he could see her thoughts from her dim eyes.

He raised his voice slightly to break the silence and said, "Okay, let's start the afternoon study."

Hachiman's smile turned back into the peaceful and kind smile of a monk.

Qingxue said unhappily, "What do you want me to do this afternoon? Continue cleaning or fetch water? Isn't it too early for dinner?"

However, after the morning training, Qingxue is already very confident about this level of courses. Let's see what excuses you can use to stop me from getting ordained.

But Hachiman shook his head and said, "Neither. Starting this afternoon, you should concentrate on copying the text of the Mahavairocana Sutra."

Qingxue was a little surprised. She didn't expect it to be such a serious training. She originally thought that Hachiman would do something weird that would make her extremely embarrassed.

But copying sutras, for her as a reserve nun, copying sutras could be considered one of the most serious practices.

"Any comments?" Hachiman asked.

"No, let's start quickly." Qingxue nodded.

Hachiman slowly stood up and said, "Really? That's great. Come with me."