Female Swordsman Training Dojo

"Nonsense! Women are not appendages of men! Women are independent! They are even superior to men!"

That's right, that's it.

Hiratsuka Raicho is usually quite normal, but whenever the topic of women's rights comes up, she becomes like this, bordering on obsessive. Of course, Harunobu can understand, after all, in Japan, in this era, women truly have a low status, unlike what one would expect in a normal modern country.

As the saying goes, only a madman can fight another madman, so Harunobu should just avoid discussing such topics with Hiratsuka Raicho.

Let go of the need to help others and respect the fate of others.

Especially on philosophical topics like this, don't try to persuade the other party with words. If it were that easy to change someone's mind, what would be the point of samurai and swords?

However, it's clear that Hiratsuka Raicho and Nakajima Toshiko aren't as easygoing as Harunobu; in fact, they're furious.

Even setting aside their differences on feminist principles, the two of them still have...

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Conflicts that can be resolved.

For Toshiko Nakajima, she had finally built up the atmosphere and was about to let Harunobu give his speech. All she had to do was pave the way for him, and then, through her prepared methods, completely reverse his public image, thus gaining his favor and successfully getting closer to him!

As a result, the appearance of Hiratsuka Raicho completely shattered the atmosphere she had carefully created, and her plan failed!

For Hiratsuka Raicho, it was even simpler and more direct—that bitch Nakajima Toshiko actually wanted to sleep with her!

Hirahara Harunobu was a benefactor she had finally found! He was also a supporter who listened attentively to her thoughts and policies! And she had put in a lot of effort to maintain and deepen her relationship with Harunobu!

Now you actually think you can just steal my big sugar daddy with a few words?!

If I don't show you what Japan's number one feminist is capable of today, I'm not publishing this magazine anymore!

Harunobu, who was about to stand up and deliver his eloquent opinion, sat back down. He wanted to continue playing with Yuzu's face, but Yuzu's mournful eyes made him chuckle dryly. He gently flicked her small nose and asked, "Which side do you think makes sense?"

Ju Youzi hummed in agreement, tapped her lips with her index finger, thought for a moment, and then shook her head: "I think they're all pretty stupid."

Harunobu raised his eyebrows, about to ask Tachibana Yuzu why she thought that way, when he suddenly felt a lot of eyes on him, so he looked up.

As expected, both sides, unable to reach an agreement, turned their gazes towards them simultaneously. And, as Harunobu returned their gaze, they both asked in unison, "Master Ping, who do you think is right?"

Qingxin glanced at the two of them; the dazzling "confidence" above their heads was so eye-catching that it made him want to laugh.

However, since the atmosphere had already reached this point, it would be a bit much not to say something, so Harunobu spoke directly: "Since you asked me, I'll just say it directly—neither of you are correct."

Since he had already spoken up, Harunobu simply stated his opinion directly, since he didn't need to worry about these people's reactions anyway.

"There are indeed objective differences between women and men. They differ in physical strength, brain function, and so on. Women are simply a little weaker."

Toshiko Nakajima looked smug, but Harunobu continued speaking.

"But that doesn't mean women are inferior, and being weak doesn't mean one should accept weakness, nor does it mean one should always be weak. If that were the case, children are much weaker than adults, so should children be considered inferior to adults?"

"So, I don't care about gender. It's just a matter of which type of work I'm better at and what kind of work I prefer."

“The truly despicable ones are those who know their own weakness but do not strive to become stronger. Instead, they exploit this weakness to gain privileges and even persecute the normal, strong, and innocent.”

"And my swordsmanship is the perfect tool to turn this situation around. I don't think many men would dare to tell my disciples that they are stronger, would they?"

Although Harunobu's ordinary disciples are currently only at the beginner or intermediate level, they are already stronger than most ordinary men. Those who have mastered Thunder Breathing can win purely through brute force. Even without Thunder Breathing, thanks to the long-term food supply from the [Dining Room], apart from a few disciples with relatively poor physiques like kittens, the other disciples are now almost as strong as ordinary adult men.

"Therefore, what ultimately determines strength is never gender, nor is any gender superior to the other. True strength always comes from personal effort and talent, even for non-human beings."

As the saying goes, even a mouse can kill an elephant.

After finishing speaking, Harunobu smacked his lips, which were a little dry, and then took the teacup that Tachibana Yuzu handed him and took a sip.

In the quiet main hall, only the sound of Harunobu swallowing could be heard, sounding particularly strange. Nakajima Toshiko maintained a polite smile, but her hands, clasped over her lower abdomen, had already caused slight cracks in the fabric.

"Damn it, such a good plan has been completely wasted! That bastard Hiratsuka Raicho—"

Hiratsuka Raiki's expression showed even more obvious disappointment, clearly disappointed that Harunobu's ideas differed from hers. But at this moment, she had no mood for argument, or rather, she couldn't think of how to argue with Harunobu about this matter. After all, Harunobu had already acknowledged gender equality and directly broken out of the vicious cycle of gender antagonism, demonstrating his belief in meritocracy through his strength.

"Strength is the proof of the strong..."

Hiratsuka Raiki murmured the short phrase he had overheard from Harunobu, and suddenly felt a little lost.

At that moment, a haughty female voice suddenly rang out: "Strength is the proof of the strong? I like that statement, strength—"

The gun was placed against the speaker's neck, and the bright silver barrel, severed in the middle, fell onto the thick carpet with a dull groan of pain.

"Gun-drawing technique? An American?" Harunobu sized up the short, black-haired, blue-eyed man in front of him. "Doesn't seem like it. I've heard that American women are taller than men."

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Chapter 224: Wild SSR

Harunobu is generally very polite and wouldn't use a knife casually.

But no one can point a gun at him for no reason.

Even if she's not human, it's unacceptable, let alone just being a woman.

So when he noticed the woman who suddenly jumped out making a gesture as if to draw her gun, he directly showed her with his strength that traditional iaido is still the best.

It's just that this woman didn't show any killing intent; she didn't even pull the hammer of her revolver. Otherwise, even if she had an SR rating, she would still be dead here today. Anyway, there's an SSR next to her.

This is the first time Harunobu has seen an SSR other than Taira Sachiko. He wonders what kind of incredible talent she has... However, based on this first impression, it will probably be difficult to recruit her as an apprentice.

With a touch of regret, Harunobu finally turned his attention back to SR-san, who was still glaring at him. He had to admit, she was quite a beauty.

Although her chest was a bit of a letdown, her buttocks were perky and, while not very prominent, her features, like her blue eyes, possessed a striking, Western-style definition. Most importantly, in an era where kimonos were ubiquitous, with perhaps a few Western-style ball gowns and dresses as accents, she stood out with her classic denim outfit.

The upper body consisted of a blue plaid shirt and a black vest, topped with a brown leather jacket adorned with various embellishments. The lower body was covered by dark jeans, with a three-finger-wide leather belt that crossed below the abdomen, revealing a gleaming gold buckle. On the feet were a pair of high-top, jet-black leather riding boots, even fitted with spurs.

But the most crucial element, of course, was the leather holsters hanging on either side of her belt, and the metallic-gleaming revolver inside. This attire exuded an undeniable exotic charm. For the Japanese of that era, encountering such a woman was like a martial arts hero suddenly meeting a Miao enchantress—it would be a shock to their very worldview.

But Harunobu sensed something was off—where were the cowboy's wide-brimmed hat and red scarf?!

Without even all the props, how can you produce such a low-quality cosplay!

"Who are you? Why are you pointing a gun at me?" Qingxin pressed the gun forward, severing a few strands of black hair, the cold blade touching the delicate white neck.

With the blade at her doorstep, the SR cowgirl bit her lower lip and reluctantly said, "I didn't take out insurance, I just wanted to scare you."

Her voice was quite pleasant; a gentler person listening to her so aggrieved might have forgiven her, since nothing had actually happened. But Qingxin wasn't about to tolerate it: "If you had ever intended to lay a hand on me, you'd be a corpse by now."

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"Who sent you? And who gave you the gun?"

Hearing Qingxin's blatant disrespect, the cowgirl grew even angrier: "Nobody sent me! What business is it of yours what I have with your gun? I haven't even asked you for compensation yet—"

"Not going to talk? No problem, we can go talk to the Special Higher Police next—Yuzu, go call Hijikata."

Harunobu's gaze swept across the surroundings, pausing briefly on the "Confused" mark above Nakajima Toshiko's head, and he frowned inwardly.

It seems this cowgirl has nothing to do with Toshiko Nakajima. I thought I could find the problem by reading minds directly through the system, but it seems I still need one-on-one therapy.

Let's get rid of this crazy female gunslinger as soon as possible.

Although she is an SR, the cowgirl's actions made Harunobu doubt her mental state. What kind of madness is she to pull out a gun and point it at someone in public?

At this moment, Fujiwara Kaguya was also extremely annoyed. There were many reasons, but one of them was undoubtedly Harunobu's sarcastic remarks. She hadn't intended to do anything; she simply wanted to prove with her actions that firearms were the true power, far superior to the outdated swordsmanship.

She didn't have insurance!

But this guy's movements were way too fast, even faster than she could draw her gun...

As Fujiwara Kaguya was inwardly annoyed, the wild SSR next to her spoke up: "Excuse me for interrupting you, Master Taira, this child meant no harm, there's no need for him to go to the Special Higher Police, is there?"

Gen Yuki Sakura looked at Harunobu helplessly. She didn't actually want to stop Harunobu from teaching her good friend a lesson. Even from a friend's perspective, she felt Fujiwara Kaguya had gone too far—interrupting a stranger's conversation and using a weapon on a stranger without permission… Did she go to America to study, or to become a thief?

However, lessons are lessons, whether it's verbal reprimands or retaliating with a knife, as long as it's not excessive, giving her a couple of punches to teach her a lesson is not a bad idea.

But taking someone to the Special Higher Police's black jail is really going too far. Even if she doesn't actually do anything, as a girl, Fujiwara Kaguya's reputation would basically rival that of the man in front of her if she were ever in the Special Higher Police.

So, despite her headache and feeling guilty, Minamoto no Yukisakura still stepped forward to stop Taira no Harunobu. Indeed, she knew the dragon-slaying swordsman. As a fellow swordsman and samurai, she held Harunobu in high esteem for slaying the demonic dragon and saving the people of Asakusa.

Harunobu's attitude towards Minamoto no Yukisakura wasn't as hostile. Besides the fact that she was an SSR, it was also because she hadn't helped Fujiwara no Kaguya earlier. She certainly had the ability to help.

"you know me?"

"Nice to meet you, Master Taira." Minamoto Yuki Sakura bowed politely, her heavy kendo uniform shifting slightly. "My name is Minamoto Yuki Sakura, and this is Fujiwara Kaguya. She just returned from America and isn't used to the etiquette here yet. She was just joking with you and meant no harm."

Harunobu stared at Minamoto Yuki Sakura for a moment, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar.

After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he put the Asauchi away: "So she is a genius female swordsman of the Tennen Rishin-ryu school. No wonder I always felt a sense of danger."

It's no exaggeration; Harunobu truly sensed a danger emanating from Minamoto no Yuki Sakura. She possessed at least the strength to injure him. Based on this alone, she surpassed most swordsmen Harunobu had ever encountered. It's worth noting that even among the dojo masters Harunobu had previously invited, few had evoked a sense of danger in him.

Even among those few, none were as obvious as Yuan Xueying.

As expected of an SSR.

Unfortunately, he's already someone else's disciple, and he's been learning swordsmanship from them for over ten years. It's not easy to poach him from someone else's side.

"Thank you, Master Taira." Seeing how easily Harunobu let Fujiwara Kaguya go, Minamoto Yukizakura was actually a little disappointed. She thought to herself that she'd find a reason to give this girl a good beating when she got back. Otherwise, she'd be so gleeful with those two pieces of junk, acting like she was invincible. Luckily, she met a reasonable and kind person like Taira Harunobu today; if it had been someone else, she might really be dead.

But before that...

Minamoto Yukisakura reached out and pressed Fujiwara Kaguya's head down, forcefully pushing her head towards Harunobu: "Apologize to me, you idiot!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—I apologize, I apologize—"

"Master Ping, the secret of the Masaides!"

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Chapter 225: Taking Things Out of Context (Excerpt from...)

The cowgirl named Fujiwara Kaguya's booming apology even reached the front desk, her waist, tightly bound by her vest, reaching a ninety-degree angle to the ground. Although most of it was probably due to the helpless little hand on the back of her head, Harunobu couldn't be bothered to dwell on such details.

As long as it's confirmed there's no malicious intent and she's not Toshiko Nakajima's accomplice, that's fine. As for anything else, the Special Higher Police will find out from her.

—I don’t think anyone would just let it go like this, right?

Pointing a gun at someone without permission isn't something that can be resolved with just an apology. He wouldn't even dare to pull out a knife and threaten ordinary people, so what kind of person is Fujiwara Kaguya, daring to be more arrogant than me?

However, the priority right now is to put the important business aside, so let's leave this crazy female gunslinger for the time being.

Seeing Harunobu sheath his sword, Tachibana Yuzu skillfully climbed into his arms, becoming a soft cushion. Meanwhile, Minamoto Yuki Sakura released her grip on her friend, and Fujiwara Kaguya instantly sprang to her feet like a spring, complaining, "Sakura, why didn't you help me? Aren't you supposed to be a strong swordsman? Even those dojo instructors aren't a match for you."

Minamoto Yuki's composure wouldn't allow her to act crazy in public like Fujiwara Kaguya, so she could only say kindly, "Don't talk nonsense, Kaguya. I'm no match for Master Taira. He's a dragon-slaying swordsman, you know—don't you always say how strong the Western dragons are? But Master Taira personally slew one, you know?"

"You're kidding, right? This guy—" Fujiwara Kaguya originally wanted to belittle Harunobu, but looking at the handsome and tall Harunobu, she suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

At this moment, Nakajima Toshiko, who had been holding back for a long time, finally found an opportunity to interject, and said to Fujiwara Kaguya in an unpleasant tone: "Could you two please be quiet?"

Toshiko Nakajima was extremely frustrated. Harunobu Hiratsugu was playing by his own rules, ignoring her carefully crafted, extremely masculine rhetoric and instead launching into a direct "theory of absolute equality and the supremacy of power." Now her plan to use this opportunity to build a closer relationship had failed, and she was subjected to the ridicule of that stupid woman, Raicho Hiratsuka.

Just as she was about to salvage the situation, two more women jumped out and completely ruined the atmosphere of the lecture, while Hiraharu Shin seemed to have forgotten about her altogether.

This won't do. The plan must be carried out, or those people won't let her off the hook.

Given her frustration and anxiety, it's easy to imagine how bad Nakajima Toshiko's tone was.

Now Fujiwara Kaguya was annoyed again, and she also remembered Nakajima Toshiko's disgusting remarks from before. She immediately retorted, "If you hadn't said anything, I would have forgotten about you. What kind of disgusting things did you say before? Women are only fit to be men's assistants and helpers? Idiot!"

Fujiwara Kaguya brandished the revolver, now only half-broken, and shouted, "Watch closely! This thing can be easily used by both men and women, and even a samurai will die if hit by it!"

She paused, glanced at Harunobu, and then confidently added, "No matter how strong a samurai is, or even a demonic dragon, as long as there are enough guns, they can still be killed! Even women can do it!"

After saying that, she proudly raised her chin at Qingxin.

Harunobu didn't even look at her; instead, he stared at Nakajima Toshiko.

Just now, the woman's expression was switching back and forth between [frustration] and [fear].

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But now it has suddenly turned into [excitement]...

Before Harunobu could figure it out, Nakajima Toshiko had already walked up to Fujiwara Kaguya with a big smile and grasped her raised right hand: "Ah! I understand! Ms. Fujiwara, you've said so much! Just like you said, the progress of industry is the progress of women! The strength of industrial products is the strength of women! Therefore, women should strive to devote themselves to industrial production!"