Female Swordsman Training Dojo

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Qingxin blinked and looked at Xiaoyezi, who was probably only four or five years old. She was huddled in the corner, poking at the mud under the broken floor of the alley with a stick, humming and hawing. She looked really cute.

Okay, this is filtered. In reality, it's just a little girl in cheap clothes, with a snotty nose, poking in the mud and chattering away. Apart from her sweet childish voice, she's not particularly beautiful or cute.

As Haruno watched this scene, he recalled the system's prompts before entering the dream and had a bad feeling—would the system want him to start nurturing Saten Yoko from a young age until she developed her talent?

Is he raising a daughter before he even has one?

Besides, the adults in the Saten family probably wouldn't agree to let a man of unknown origin teach their only daughter, right? When Saten Yoko was this age, the Aozorakan was still open for business.

Or should he go and challenge a few gyms to make a name for himself? That would be a good idea; he's been wanting to teach that lazy old man a lesson for a long time.

While Harunobu was secretly watching the little girl and letting his thoughts wander, Saten Yoko suddenly...

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However, she stopped playing with mud and tilted her little head to look to the other side.

Harunobu also turned his gaze over and noticed that another little girl had appeared beside him at some point. Compared to Saten Yoko, who was wearing cheap clothes, had messy hair, and didn't even wipe her snotty nose, she was much more refined.

The exquisitely printed kimono hugged her petite body perfectly. Her short, ear-length hair was clearly meticulously styled, with her bangs styled in a princess cut and adorned with a red and white ribbon. Her slightly round, youthful face was fair and rosy, clean and delicate, and she seemed to have applied a touch of light makeup, making her cherry lips appear exceptionally red.

It's just like a human doll.

"That's... Nana?" Harunobu rubbed his eyes, finding it hard to reconcile the adorable, doll-like little girl in front of him with his lazy dog. But her features were incredibly similar to Hanazawa Nana's, and Hanazawa Nana and Saten Yoko were childhood friends.

Under Harunobu's watchful gaze, Saten Yoko, ever the friendly type, moved closer to Hanazawa Nana and said, "Wow, you're so pretty."

Hanazawa Nana blinked, then gave a slight, polite bow: "Thank you for your kind words, Your Highness..."

Her skillful manners and words exuded an air of nobility over the already exquisitely dressed Hanazawa Nana, making Harunobu feel increasingly out of place. It was like discovering that his lazy pet dog had suddenly transformed into a dire wolf—it was truly unbelievable.

But he didn't interfere; instead, he continued to admire the strange scene before him.

Saten Yoko listened attentively to Hanazawa Nana's elaborate and polite thanks, then scratched her head, the mud she had just picked up from playing with the mud sticking to her hair, making her look even more disheveled. Hanazawa Nana's expression shifted from disdain to superiority.

Saten Yoko didn't notice, or rather, she couldn't sense it. She just gave a silly smile and asked, "Hey, what's your name? What are you doing here at my house?"

"My name is Hanazawa Nana, and this is my home too," Hanazawa Nana replied earnestly, pointing to a house next to her.

"Ah, so you're the young lady they were talking about." Saten Yoko suddenly realized and slapped her palms. The wooden stick she was holding trembled, and the mud stuck to it flew out and landed on Hanazawa Nana's exquisite printed kimono.

"Ah!" Hanazawa Nana exclaimed in surprise, her composed and mature demeanor instantly crumbling. "What are you doing! This dress is so expensive!"

"Ah..." Saten Yoko realized she had made a mistake, and her little face immediately scrunched up. "I'm sorry, how about I make this up to you?"

Hanazawa Nana slapped away the wooden stick Saten Yoko handed her, tears welling up in her eyes: "It's worthless!"

To everyone's surprise, Saten Yoko also got angry: "Who said that! This is my Demon Sword Princess's sword! It must be very valuable!"

The two little girls immediately started arguing about it, and eventually, under Qingxin's speechless gaze, it turned into the usual children arguing.

It's that kind of rebound, and then another rebound.

Qingxin began to consider whether she should go out and separate the two little ones to prevent them from actually fighting, but at that moment, two hurried footsteps approached.

The two fathers from the Saten and Hanazawa families arrived at the scene.

"Dad! She said my knife is worthless!"

"Dad! She got my clothes dirty!"

The two little girls complained to their fathers in unison, but the two grown men who rushed over after hearing the argument chose to handle the situation in completely different ways.

Saten Yoko's father half-squatted down and hugged his snotty-nosed daughter: "Yoko, didn't Dad tell you before that the value of everything is different for different people?"

“But Dad…” Saten Yoko pouted, somewhat unconvinced, but under her father’s earnest gaze, she nodded.

"Fine, so you're the one who dirtied her clothes?"

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Saten Yoko muttered awkwardly, but she clearly knew it was wrong, and her voice was very soft.

“But a mistake is a mistake. Come on, apologize.” Saten’s father didn’t continue to indulge her, but tried to soften his tone as much as possible. “Don’t be so careless next time.”

Saten Yoko pouted and reluctantly bowed to Hanazawa Nana: "I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty."

Hanazawa Nana nodded slightly with a gracious and tolerant air, replying with a smile that revealed six teeth: "It's alright, it was just my own carelessness."

The gloomy look on Hanazawa's father's face softened a little, and then he said to Hanazawa Nana in a stern tone, "Nana, you need to understand that you are an upper-class child who has received an upper-class education. You can't throw tantrums like ordinary people. It's just a piece of clothing, why are you angry?"

"because……"

"No reason why! You're a member of the Hanazawa family! No whining allowed!" Hanazawa's father pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said sternly, "In the end, if you hadn't insisted on wearing these clothes out, how would they have gotten dirty!"

The air suddenly froze, and a system notification sounded from the depths of my heart.

[Should we interfere with Saten Yoko's initial development of her values?]

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Author's Note: Three chapters today, please vote!

Chapter 247: The Nature of Leaves (2/3)

The current situation is not hard to understand.

The Hanazawa family had clearly made some money in business, so they started to ingratiate themselves with high society, considering themselves elites and looking down on their former neighbors who lived in the same alley. However, they weren't yet powerful enough to completely escape their hometown, so they could only seek the superiority they craved in other ways—such as their children.

Compared to Saten Yoko, the doll-like Hanazawa Nana was clearly much more eye-catching. Unfortunately, this nouveau riche probably got carried away with business, actually using the methods of PUA employees to raise his child. No wonder Hanazawa Nana didn't even acknowledge him when she grew up.

However, Saten Yoko, who had been raised with kindness and understanding by her parents since childhood, was clearly seeing parents like this for the first time, and her little mind was greatly shocked. In particular, she must have genuinely envied the elegantly dressed Hanazawa Nana.

In other words, their values ​​began to clash...

After careful consideration, Harunobu chose not to interfere. Judging from Saten Yoko's behavior as an adult, her values ​​had clearly not gone astray... Although she hadn't gained any special talents because of it, Harunobu still preferred people with normal values.

If this were Hanazawa Nana's dream, Harunobu would definitely give her father a good beating, but for now, let Saten Yoko do it.

As Harunobu made his choice, the stagnant air began to flow again, but this time it flowed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it went from dark night to day.

Saten Yoko changed into a new outfit with some patterns on it. She seemed to cherish it, at least she no longer smeared mud on it with her muddy hands.

She was standing in front of an iron gate, peering inside as if looking for someone.

They must be looking for Nana Hanazawa, right?

As expected, Hanazawa Nana's elegant figure appeared behind the door, but she wasn't there for the appointment; she was just passing by.

Saten Yoko jumped up: "Hey! Hanazawa! Hanazawa! Don't ignore me!"

The first time, Hanazawa Nana ignored Saten Yoko; the second time, she ignored her too; the third time... the thirteenth time, Hanazawa Nana finally couldn't hold back anymore and walked gracefully to the door.

"Miss Saten! What exactly are you... um." In her haste, she forgot to use honorifics, and then, realizing this halfway through, Hanazawa Nana interrupted herself.

Saten Yoko chuckled and held out her hand, revealing the slightly melted candy in her palm: "Hey! Dad..."

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"Hey, these milk candies Dad bought earlier, I'll share them with you."

"This must be worth a lot of money now, right?"

Hanazawa Nana swallowed hard and said coldly, "I appreciate your kindness, but the matter of the clothes is already—mmm!"

While Hanazawa Nana was speaking, Saten Yoko shoved a candy into her mouth: "Stop talking so much nonsense, your dad's not here!"

Chewing on the sweetness in her mouth, Hanazawa Nana's face showed a complex expression of guilt mixed with satisfaction. Saten Yoko chuckled and put her hands on her hips: "How is it! Pretty sweet, right!"

"Um... thank you." Hanazawa Nana raised her hand to cover her chewing mouth. "Well then, I have other matters to attend to..."

"Wait a minute!" Saten Yoko reached out and grabbed Hanazawa Nana. "Will you come out and play with me?"

"Huh? But..."

"Oh dear, your father isn't here, what are you afraid of?"

Hanazawa Nana was about to strongly refuse, the words were already on the tip of her tongue, but looking at Saten Yoko, her refusal turned into a soft whisper: "But the clothes..."

"Just wear mine, we're about the same height anyway!"

Saten Yoko excitedly finalized the decision, then turned around and ran back to her house across the street, quickly rummaging through her belongings to find another set of clothes.

Like the Hanazawa family, the male head of the Saten family is currently very busy with business, leaving only the female head of the household at home. Moreover, the female head of the household strictly follows her husband's requirements in disciplining the children.

However, it is clear that the two families have vastly different educational philosophies.

Saten Yoko thus lured Hanazawa Nana out the door, and they began to play happily.

They played in the mud, caught earthworms, splashed water on each other by the river, and finally arrived at a secret base hidden in the park.

A group of little boys, however, took over the secret castle tower made of cardboard and wooden planks.

"What a load of junk, it's not fun at all. Saten is hiding it like a treasure..."

A boy, about ten years old and chubby, muttered to himself as he walked away from the castle tower he had flattened. He looked up and suddenly saw Saten Yoko charging towards him menacingly.

"Sa...Saten! When did you get here?!"

"Fat bastard! How dare you destroy my castle tower!" Saten Yoko was furious and drew her sword from her waist, brandishing it with great force.

The chubby boy calmed down and instead mocked, "What castle tower? It's just a garbage dump! And are you trying to hit me with that stick, you demon sword princess? You're shameless."

"You bastard..." Saten Yoko glared angrily at the chubby boy, but the difference in size and age clearly made her wary, not to mention that there were more of them on the other side. Although she was lively and energetic, she wasn't stupid, so she didn't actually swing the wooden stick at him.

Seeing Saten Yoko's angry yet hesitant expression, the chubby boy raised his head even higher, enjoying the laughter of the other boys around him.

"Ye...Yezi, what's wrong? Why are you running so fast?"

"Hanasawa Nana, who had just been left behind by Saten Yoko and was only now catching up, said in a low voice." Her appearance abruptly silenced the boys' laughter.

Even though she was wearing Saten Yoko's old clothes, Hanazawa Nana's appearance and demeanor, which had been meticulously cultivated since childhood, were clearly a game-changer for these boys. So, unsurprisingly, the little guys shamelessly sidled up to her.

Then Hanazawa Nana rejected them all and pulled Saten Yoko away.

Qingxin, who was watching the show from the sidelines, already guessed what was going to happen next. These silly little brats were the easiest to get carried away with, especially when there were a lot of them.

As expected, Hanazawa Nana and Saten Yoko were stopped. The fat man in the lead blushed and said something he had heard somewhere, that he wanted to be with Hanazawa Nana forever and would always be good to her... Then he was rejected again, and then, in a fit of anger, he prepared to force himself on her.

That's just how petty thugs are.

Harunobu drew his sword, preparing to go and devour the delicious child.

But Saten Yoko was faster; she slammed the wooden stick into the fat boy's face with a loud crack: "Stay away from my friend! You fat pig!"

Very well, the battle has begun. The system notification arrived just in time.

Should we interfere with Saten Yoko's first battle?

Is there even a question? Of course we should intervene.

Saten Yoko was clearly no match for so many people, and she didn't dare to hit any vital points. The fat boy only had a red mark on his face, and was otherwise unharmed. Instead, he was inflicted with Blood Rage.

After he made the decision to intervene, the system popped up a new prompt.

[Intervention Suggestion 1: Help Saten Yoko kill all enemies]

[Intervention Recommendation 2: Help Saten Yoko sell out all her enemies]

[Intervention Recommendation 3: Help Saten Yoko's enemies]

By the time Harunobu finished reading these three suggestions, the air had begun to flow again.

Enraged, the fat man swung his fist forcefully, quickly approaching Qingxin and easily catching it, shouting, "Stop!"

The deafening roar created by the Breath of Thunder immediately stunned the group of brats, and the sword Harunobu drew terrified them even more. Before Harunobu could even reprimand them, the boys on the outer perimeter had already taken off running, followed by the rest.

Finally, the chubby boy chuckled sheepishly and prepared to slip away.

Harunobu also saw Saten's father, who was not far away and was rushing over.

So, historically, Xiao Yezi was hit once or twice and then rescued by her father?

As Harunobu was thinking this, he suddenly heard Saten Yoko shout, "Stop right there, you fat pig! Apologize to my friend!"

The ten-year-old boy was at his most defiant before being beaten, so of course he refused. Harunobu didn't mind playing the role of Saten Yoko, who was bullying others, but before he could speak, Saten Yoko had already picked up her wooden stick: "Then I challenge you! If you lose, you have to apologize to my friend!"

The chubby boy looked at Harunobu, who glanced at Saten Yoko, who was looking furious, and then at Saten's father not far away, and nodded.

Then, the fat boy grinned maliciously and raised his large hands, swaggering towards Saten Yoko. He wasn't afraid of the wooden stick in the little girl's hand at all! It wasn't even as strong as his father hitting him!

Harunobu was also very curious about what kind of result his interference would bring.