Female Swordsman Training Dojo

The hard, hot penis mercilessly ripped open the vaginal opening, crushing every corner inside. The impact that reached the very core made the fox spirit unable to resist hugging the strong body in front of her tightly.

The kitten licked Harunobu's thigh and gently touched Hirako: "Sachiko-nee, lines, lines."

Heaving high into the sky, Hirako opened her dazed eyes and murmured softly, "Mmm~ you bad man~ you're going to ruin me~ no, no~ I~ I—ah!"

Before he could even finish his lines, Harunobu had already wrapped his arm around Hirako's slender waist and started his full-force thrust. The tail that was tightly wrapped around his waist also stretched and shortened with his thrusts, stimulating Hirako's rear.

The thrill of being attacked from both sides simultaneously left Hirako with no time to deliver her lines, and she could only let out high-pitched screams as the dragons rammed into her.

Now, all she had left was her instinct to submit to Harunobu, swaying her hips in rhythm with his attacks.

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He tried to make Qingxin penetrate deeper, squeezing her hips to make her feel more comfortable.

With her skillful cooperation, Harunobu, stimulated psychologically and licked and rubbed by his other wives, gradually reached his climax. Finally, with a spasm in Hirako's body, a stream of heat shot out from her flower, hitting the dragon, which responded with a powerful breath.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Hirako, her cheeks still flushed but radiant with energy, kissed Harunobu and made way for him. Amu Hosho, already soaking wet, eagerly grabbed the released dragon, wagging her tail and kissing it: "Master, woof, this puppy is so itchy woof~ Please help me stop the itch woof~ I want Master's big—mmm~"

The puppy was pinned to the ground, its full, snowy peaks flattened against the clean corridor, its plump, honey-colored buttocks raised high, and its pink, tender mounds opening and closing, swallowing the giant dragon inside.

The sounds of slapping and groaning quickly replaced the dog's barking, then the kitten's meowing began, followed by the cow's mooing, the snake's hissing... The pure white moonlight could not penetrate the pitch-black barrier, but inside the barrier, there was still a bright white light, shining brightly, clinging tightly to their only sun.

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Author's Note: My subscriptions have plummeted, a sad story. Also, my current draft progress is 1, so I'll have to wait for daily 10,000-word updates (；?д｀)ゞ

Chapter 273: Stop Fighting!

The next day, the sun was high in the sky. Harunobu got up from the sprawling body, but couldn't find his trousers for a while. In the end, he could only swing his now-energized dragon and, together with his sleepy wives, take them to the Inagawa Hot Spring to wash up.

The warm water and the tingling electric sensation awakened them, and the sudden realization after the frenzy also made them feel shy again. Looking at Haruno's naked bottom—well, they're an old married couple, so all they feel is warmth.

Okay, mainly because my body is still aching and my legs are weak, and my head is still dizzy and throbbing, I don't have the energy to continue.

The physical demands of teacher training colleges are just too much...

like.

The exhausted women were soaking in the hot spring, while Harunobu, who had regained his energy, changed into new clothes and began cleaning up the strange liquid that was scattered all over the floor.

Honestly, at least do it back in your room...

Completely forgetting who the craziest person was last night, Haruno casually tossed the pot aside and cleaned up along the corridor all the way to the front door.

The door opened just then, revealing the faces of Tsuchimikado Haru and Fujiwara Kaguya. The three of them looked at each other for a moment, then burst into awkward laughter in unison: "Haha, haha, so early."

"Yes, you're really diligent, Teacher's College."

"Yeah, haha."

There was silence.

Finally, Harunobu coughed lightly and said, "Good morning, when did you arrive?"

"I just got here." Tsuchimikado Haru blinked her bright eyes, her gaze darting around but unable to look Harunobu in the eye.

"Haha. Come on in then, but Sachiko is a bit busy right now, so you can practice on your own."

Harunobu didn't expose Tsuchimikado Haru's clumsy performance, nor did he ask why the chuunibyou kid Fujiwara Kaguya wasn't saying anything. He just laughed it off and prepared to go to the other side.

Even he would feel awkward.

But before he could turn the corner, Fujiwara Kaguya suddenly spoke up: "Um... Teacher, you didn't have to go to such lengths. My uncle just wants me to go back obediently; he won't do anything."

Harunobu sized up Fujiwara Kaguya. Her youthful, doll-like face was slightly flushed, but her bright eyes remained fixed on Harunobu, filled with determination. Clearly, she had made up her mind before speaking to Harunobu—even though what she said was rather vague and disjointed.

However, Harunobu also reactivated his blank mind and roughly guessed: "So, your surname is actually Kujo?"

Fujiwara Kaguya shook her head: "No, my surname is indeed Fujiwara, but my father was from the Kujo family."

She seemed unwilling to elaborate, only repeating, "Ping Qingxin, I will handle this matter. You don't need to continue doing such dangerous things. I will have my uncle compensate you for the damage to your reputation—"

Harunobu poked Fujiwara Kaguya's cheek, interrupting her somewhat hurried speech. Then, under her puzzled gaze, Harunobu said, "What you said might be true, that Kujo Hideki only attacked me because his niece 'went astray.' But the method he chose was excessive enough, so I can't compromise with him like you said."

"Like those dojos I've come to, don't they know they're no match for me? But not one of them has run away or refused my challenge."

"Similarly, I'm not going to run away either. On the contrary, I'm going to go and smash his dog's head in a good way—and by the way, this is mainly for my wives."

Harunobu chuckled mischievously and rubbed Fujiwara Kaguya's head: "After all, if you hadn't told me, I would have had no idea that you were related to Kujo Hideki. After all, the Fujiwara and Kujo clans separated many years ago, right?"

Fujiwara Kaguya's face first turned pale, then slowly began to turn red, and finally became completely flushed, like a ripe apple.

Then, without saying a word, she covered her face and ran out.

Ugh! This is so embarrassing!!!

“Master, you…” Tsuchimikado Haru looked at Fujiwara Kaguya who was running away, both amused and exasperated, and then looked at Harunobu.

"It's just too funny... Oh well, I'll leave that guy to you." Harunobu stood up with a smile. Teasing the little brat so early in the morning was really enjoyable. Even though the little brat was already twenty-one years old.

Watching Tsuchimikado Haru chase after Fujiwara Kaguya, Harunobu continued cleaning. Fortunately, there wasn't much left, and he quickly put all the tools back in their places and returned to Inagawa-yu.

The women, who had recovered, huddled together in twos and threes, excitedly discussing everything that had happened the day before—including what happened the night before, of course.

Harunobu was speechless at the intensity of her words and couldn't help but tap Hanazawa Nana on the head: "You idiot who fainted in three minutes, saying you're more excited to see me doing it with someone else."

Hanazawa Nana wasn't ashamed at all; she even puffed out her freshly washed, firm breasts: "It's because I was too excited that it only lasted three minutes! It's all the teacher's fault for not letting me go first, it was Ye Zi, it was Shiba Ya..."

As he spoke, a blush appeared on the lazy dog's face, which gave Qingxin a headache. But he quickly figured out how to deal with this idiot's quirk: "Then you can just watch from now on, which will give everyone more time."

These words immediately garnered countless voices of support. Hanazawa Nana's expression hardened, her right hand seemingly clenching air as she lunged at Saten Yoko beside her: "Yoko, draw your sword! I'll slay you, you vixen who defiled my husband—"

Saten Yoko sneered, then unleashed her mental power, crushing Hanazawa Nana into the water and expertly tickling her armpits.

Then, Nana Hanazawa's cries for mercy echoed from the hot spring.

Harunobu sighed and turned to the other side, taking a towel to dry Hirako's hair: "Are you alright, Sachiko?"

"It's all over now." Shifan Dai, who had been fighting with Qingxin the longest last night, smiled and leaned back, making it easier for Qingxin to see her deep valley. "But Shifan, no matter how strong you are, you can't always act so recklessly. If you spoil them too much, they'll take advantage of you."

"I understand, but yesterday was a rare event for everyone, and it was a great success." Qingxin gently stroked the strands of black hair in her hand and said in the suddenly quiet atmosphere, "Let's treat it as a celebration banquet and not take credit for their efforts."

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"Great!"

Hanazawa Nana was the first to jump up, and then a group of people pulled her into the pool and glared at her angrily.

Lazy Dog shut its mouth, looking aggrieved, and gave Qingxin a pitiful look. Qingxin couldn't help but shake her head: "Alright, stop playing around. It's almost lunchtime, and we'll continue our activities after that."

Everyone jumped for joy this time.

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Author's note: 10,000 words tomorrow! Hurry up and vote! (￣︶￣*)

Chapter 274: The Fox in the Warehouse

While Harunobu was discussing the upcoming expedition route with his wives, Yakumo Kurenai was tidying up a warehouse she had just bought. It was an ordinary warehouse belonging to a textile company, which was being sold due to poor management—or so it appeared on the surface. But in reality, it was a warehouse used by smugglers to store goods, and it had once been filled with all sorts of contraband, including explosives.

Now, all that's left inside is explosives.

As for why the smugglers were selling their real estate, it was all thanks to her dear best friend, Yakumo Ran. If it weren't for her ruthless crackdown on Tokyo's smuggling industry, these smugglers wouldn't have sold it so cheaply, as if it were just an ordinary textile company warehouse.

Yakumo Kurenai touched the pipe that had been extinguished, but gave up on lighting it. She turned her head to look at Rin Rokudo, who was standing in the corner: "How much more do you need?"

"We're still short two hundred kilograms." Lun Liudao carefully moved away from the piles of explosives. With the amount of explosives in this warehouse, if it exploded, even he would be blown to bits. Although theoretically he could avoid it by using his innate spell to infiltrate the Yellow Springs in time, even innate spells have a momentary activation time.

So he was puzzled and curious: "What do you need so much explosives for? The arena is already built."

"Didn't I tell you? It's to set off a big firework display for His Majesty the Emperor and those samurai lords." Yakumo Kurenai said without changing her expression, "Even if we can't use it all at once, we can use it again next time. And if those ninjas track us down here, we can give them a big surprise."

"They can't possibly catch me... How come you have so much more explosives here?" Lun Liudao was quite confident in his innate magic; if he didn't want to, even the current Fire Demon himself wouldn't be able to detect his movements. But halfway through his sentence, he realized something was wrong.

The amount of explosives was suspicious; it was clearly much more than he had delivered, plus a considerable amount left over from the smugglers.

Yakumo Kurenai was somewhat surprised, but on the surface she remained calm: "I asked Nakajima Toshiko to get people to buy a lot and send them over. Of course, the more of such useful things, the better."

"I think you're deliberately trying to lure Shiranui Ran here," Lun Liudao said bluntly. "You'd better get your facts straight. Yakumo Kurenai, Orochi sent you back to Tokyo not to settle personal scores. Besides, if you ask me, Shiranui Ran isn't your enemy—hey, I'm just saying, no need to get so worked up, is there?"

The ghostly blue foxfire flickered, then vanished before Rin Rokudo, who had raised his hands. Yakumo Kurenai took several deep breaths before she could calm her rather unpleasant expression.

“I don’t want to hear anyone talk about this again,” she warned, her expression quite serious.

Lun Liudao could only accept his bad luck: "Fine, fine, I promise I won't say it again. But a mission is a mission, so don't mess it up."

"Don't worry." Yakumo Kurenai grabbed a newspaper from the table next to her. "Lady Fire Demon doesn't have time to deal with smugglers who can't cause any more trouble now, or feminists with mental problems."

"She's probably busy cleaning up after her crazy lover right now, I wonder if she's using her tail hair to do it."

Yakumo Kurenai's malicious speculation left Rin Rokudo speechless for a moment, but after reading the news in the newspaper, he also began to suspect that Shiranui Ran and Taira Harunobu were having an affair.

That guy challenged six dojos in one day, all with real sword fights, and he was quick to chop off hands and stomp feet. Does he think Tokyo is some remote mountain village? And his reason was to protect his disciples' reputation from being slandered?

Did a zombie eat this guy's brain?

Moreover, these newspapers did not criticize this abuse of privilege; instead, they praised and lauded Taira no Shin's strength and proclaimed his noble act of fighting for his disciple's honor. If you were to say that there was no mastermind behind this, even a brainless zombie wouldn't believe it.

Could it be that Taira no Shin is actually having an affair with Shiranui Ran?

The head of the Special Higher Police's Honorary Section doesn't have that much influence, otherwise he wouldn't have been suddenly besieged by public opinion.

Or perhaps these media outlets are simply worried that Hiraharu Nobuo might also come up with a knife to settle scores with them?

Lun Liudao shook his head, deciding not to think too much about it. This matter didn't really concern him; he was only there to assist Yakumo Kurenai, and the specific actions were none of his concern. If he interfered, he'd be blamed if they lost, and wouldn't get much of a reward if they won, so he wasn't going to get involved.

Since Yakumo Kurenai is so confident, let her keep doing what she wants. He's done what he could; the rest is none of his business.

Lun Liudao easily made the decision to give up and prepare to run away: "Okay, then I'll go and transport the next batch of explosives."

"Wait a minute." Yakumo Kurenai called out to Rin Rokudo, who was casting the spell. "Go find Tenmoku Ren and get a few more demon swords for me. I want the smart ones, not the kind that are like starving ghosts who want to devour any host they encounter on the spot."

"What do you need this for?" As a logistics manager, Lun Liudao has the obligation to record the application for each item of supplies and the reason for its use.

Yakumo Kurenai didn't try to be clever and answered honestly, "I plan to use it to attract attention and create misleading effects. Taira no Harunobu values ​​his wives highly, but they are much weaker than him. They would probably really want something like a demon sword that can enhance their strength."

"It doesn't matter if they don't want it, I can give it to their opponents. Then they can give Hiraharu and his wives a little surprise during the match."

"Aren't you just creating unnecessary trouble?" Lun Liudao asked, somewhat puzzled. "Wouldn't it be better to just lie low and wait for the Emperor to come out before detonating the explosives and sending him to heaven?"

Yakumo Kurenai shook her head, her face full of confidence: "You don't understand. The best infiltration is to make the enemy have no time to pay attention to your existence. Especially now that Nekomata has definitely exposed my presence in Tokyo, I need to create chaos and attract the attention of these enemies."

"Fortunately, I have found the weaknesses of both Hiraharu and Lan."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that Hiraharunobu was a conservative who prioritized protecting his existing interests over seeking more. If I had known, I wouldn't have needed Nakajima Toshiko and the others; I could have just sent some cannon fodder to kill his wives. That would have kept him chasing after clues every day."

"As for Ran, as long as Hiraharu, this typical samurai brute, continues to cause trouble, she will continue to clean up her lover's messes, thus ignoring everything else—just like now."

"So, do you have any other questions?"

Yakumo Kurenai looked at Rin Rokudo, who, although he felt there was something wrong, kept quiet and continued casting his spell.

Anyway, if something happens, it has nothing to do with him.

The greasy old man disappeared into the dimly lit warehouse. In the spacious room, which was as dark as night, only a pair of golden eyes shone brightly, conveying Yakumo Hong's silent roar.

"Yakumo Ran, and Shiranui Riri, this is what you owe me!"

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Author's Note: Just to reiterate, tomorrow will be 10,000 words a day, time for voting! (bangs drums) Also, it should be five chapters tomorrow~

Chapter 275: The Cycling Girl (1/6)

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From discussing the Inagawa Bath to the dormitory, from a little after nine o'clock to a little after one, the group from Aozora-kan, having finished lunch, finally set off again to begin today's grand expedition. And compared to yesterday, they were even more excited and energetic today. This was all thanks to Harunobu's personal guidance and instruction.

As for the target audience, the first priority is naturally to win over people from other places.

After all, unlike the local dojos who can run away but not hide, these out-of-towners can escape before Qingxin comes knocking. Being challenged face-to-face is something you can't refuse, but that means you can avoid this situation by avoiding face-to-face contact.

But local dojos can't use this tactic—if they dare to dodge, Harunobu will simply tear down their signboard and hang it up at home.

"Let me see, the nearest one has all gone to Kanda... This is really troublesome, I probably won't be able to kill many of them today."

As Harunobu flipped through the intelligence compiled by the kitten, he said with some regret, just as a tram stopped right in front of him.