Female Swordsman Training Dojo

However, Harunobu smiled mysteriously, wrapped his arms around her smooth back and soft thighs, and lifted her up in his arms. The sudden lift made Hirako let out a soft, charming cry. Although the height was nothing to her, she knew Harunobu liked to hear her cry like that, and she liked to call out to Harunobu like that too.

But the next second, she really exclaimed in surprise.

Because Harunobu actually placed her on the bicycle next to him, assuming a prone riding posture. Her upper body was precisely wedged between the handlebars, her two large breasts pulled down by gravity, swaying gently like pendant bells, occasionally bumping against the metal frame of the bicycle, bringing a touch of coldness.

Her legs were planted on the bicycle pedals, moving unevenly up and down and shifting position with the pedals' swaying. More importantly, this posture made her plump buttocks stick out completely, exposing the mysterious stream and secluded back garden beneath the lush grass to Qingxin's gaze.

Noticing that intensely burning gaze, even though she was used to Harunobu's various ways of playing with her, Hirako couldn't help but tense up shyly. Her delicate chrysanthemum closed up nervously, leaving only a narrow slit.

Harunobu swallowed hard, flipped over and got on the bicycle. Hirako, who was barely clinging to the edge of the seat, was suddenly squeezed into the air. She insisted on maintaining Harunobu's pose, so she raised her breasts even higher and her bell-shaped breasts moved forward, making a slapping sound.

Harunobu lowered his head and gently kissed the plump, white, and elastic pink buttocks that were high and rounded before him. His hands skillfully roamed over Hirako's upper body, gradually tinging her fair skin with pink. Her mound-like vulva began to open and close, flowing with a gentle stream of fluid, making Harunobu thirsty. He simply lowered his head and took the pink mound into his mouth, sucking it hungrily. After drinking for a while, he was still not satisfied, so he inserted his tongue behind the vulva and vigorously teased the source of the fluid.

"Mmm... Teacher, no... dirty... no, there... Teacher, harder... ah! Bite it... ah!"

Hirako gripped the bicycle's front wheel stand tightly with both hands, forcefully squeezing her hips back, not even caring that her large breasts were being jiggled again by her rough movements, and repeatedly pounding on the handlebars. That slight stinging pain was completely insignificant compared to the pleasure brought by Harunobu's licking.

Harunobu was completely oblivious to everything else. Hirako's plump buttocks pressed against his face, forcefully ravaging every part of his face, as if she wanted to devour him from head to toe. His tongue went deeper and deeper, even becoming difficult to break through the narrow fleshy walls. His tongue tip felt as if it were being teased by the soft flesh, making him even more excited.

He let out a low growl, gripped Hirako's buttocks tightly with both hands, and pushed forward desperately, finally penetrating deeper. In an instant, a strong stream of water hit his face and mouth.

Hirako's high-perched buttocks slumped down as if the power had failed, her straight left leg slipped off the pedal, and her right foot, now off balance, pushed the pedal all the way down, causing the wheels to spin wildly, startling Harunobu from his reverie. Countless heavy breaths came from all directions, hungry wolf-like eyes were fixed on Harunobu's erect member, and the sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell in waves.

Harunoshita, holding Hirako's shapely buttocks, nudged her with his massive member. Hirako, still basking in the afterglow, trembled slightly, forcing herself to stand. She turned and kissed Harunoshita's cheek: "Let me rest a bit, husband, you're too strong. I... ah... Amu, Amu!"

The second most powerful woman in the Aozora-kan stepped forward without hesitation, licking her lips and swaying her hips as she approached Harunobu, as proud as a queen. Harunobu then pulled his fingers out of Hirayukiko's honeypot and raised an eyebrow at Hosho Amu.

So the proud queen obediently lowered her head, took Harunobu's finger into her mouth, and skillfully grasped the dragon with her right hand, beginning to gently stroke it. The kitten, nominally the third strongest in the Azure Sky Pavilion, jumped onto Harunobu's lap and gently licked the dragon's head.

Haruno gently stroked the kitten's head, then picked up the little cutie with one hand, trying to reset the previous position—he had even tried inserting it that way before. But unfortunately, the kitten's body just didn't meet the prerequisites, and it was always a little short.

The kitten tried and tried, but couldn't manage it. She looked back at Harunobu with a pitiful expression. Harunobu gently pinched her nose, preparing to switch to a new position, when Hosho Amu suddenly mumbled, "Master, get up for a moment."

Harunobu stood up, carrying the kitten. Hosho Amu got on the bicycle and patted her thighs together. A glint flashed in Harunobu's eyes. He flipped over and sat on the bicycle, then pressed the kitten into his arms.

For a moment, they were like a family of three riding bicycles, huddled together tightly. Except, they were huddled together extremely tightly, and also extremely openly.

"Gurgle... Chirp..."

Harunobu tilted his head back, his lips and tongue entwined with Hojo Amu's, exchanging saliva. Meanwhile, the other head below him stood erect, thrusting into the kitten's mouth.

He had one arm around the kitten's waist, like a father watching over his daughter to prevent her from falling. The petite daughter, however, was clearly being disobedient, constantly bobbing against her father and occasionally twisting her waist and spinning around playfully, as if deliberately teasing him.

Meanwhile, Mom watched this scene with amusement, constantly exchanging saliva with Dad. Her two towering snow-white peaks were flattened by Dad's strong back, leaving only the erect nipples stubbornly scraping against Dad's vest.

This extremely chaotic yet extremely sweet scene made the onlookers even more restless, while Qingxin was once again immersed in boundless pleasure. The tight, tender honey hole rapidly rose and fell, squeezing the dragon, with each thrust his head could reach the door of the flower room, even pushing half of his head in, peeking into the even tighter and pinker scenery inside.

Especially as the kitten gradually lost itself in the moment, it began to ramble incoherently.

"Ah...fuck me...Daddy...haha...in front of Mommy...fuck...ah~"

Instead of being angry, Mom leaned close to Harunobu's ear during a brief pause for breath: "Go for it, Dad... um... let our daughter give you... ha, a little daughter~"

I got hard, and I couldn't hold back the moan.

Harunobu fully grasped the charm of language.

The dragon roared furiously into the flower room, spewing scorching dragon breath. The kitten shrieked, feeling a wave of heat surge through her body from below, her body tensing as if electrocuted, lasting for several minutes. Then she collapsed limply into Qingxin's arms, her forehead pressed tightly against his arm, only her honey pot still tightly wrapped around his dragon.

The three of them rested for a while. It took some effort for Haruno to finally free the dragon from the kitten, but the tingling pleasure from the movement awakened the kitten again. She habitually bent down to clean herself, but Haruno picked her up and patted her bottom.

"Go and rest for a while, or there won't be any left for you later."

The kitten rubbed its eyes, gave Xiao Qingxin a quick kiss, and jumped off the bicycle.

Harunobu scratched his head, both amused and exasperated, and climbed off Hosho Amu's lap, gently caressing her long, straight, beautiful legs. Hosho Amu also opened her legs affectionately, allowing Harunobu to easily reach the finish line.

But Harunobu had a sudden inspiration, and with a smile, he patted Hojo Amu's bottom and bowed his head.

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He whispered in her ear. After hearing it, Amu Hosho glared at Harunobu reproachfully, but still obediently stood up first, then lay down on the bicycle seat, spreading her legs apart.

She hooked her right leg onto the handlebars and her left leg onto the raised part of the bicycle seat, completing a perfect split.

Harunobu gently teased the peach-shaped buttocks in front of him, which were just as perfect as Hirako's, and sent the reawakened dragon into the honey hole that was already flowing with water.

"Teacher~" Tachibana Nako whispered shyly, her plump legs pressed tightly together, trapping her right hand between them. Harunobu naturally heard this soft, alluring cry, and patted Hosho Amu's drum.

Hosho Amu shook the drum playfully, unwilling to let Harunobu change her. Harunobu could only slap her large buttocks harder, making her cry out and clench her honey hole tightly.

"Ha... Teacher's College... Don't go... Push harder... Do whatever you want~"

Hojo Amu arched her back forcefully, whispering as if she were sobbing, while the scumbag Harunobu had already put his arm around Tachibana Nako, who was walking towards him, and buried his head in those erect breasts that could suffocate him.

Realizing this, Amu Hojo became even more excited, a flush quickly spreading across her cheeks and even reaching her beautifully curved neck. Harunobu, her husband was having sex with her while also being intimate with other women, other women who loved him as deeply as she did... ha... ha...

A small, red tongue peeked out of her mouth. The novel position and environment, along with the familiar stimulating pleasure, made Amu Hosho feel that the ultimate climax was approaching.

The others, unable to restrain themselves any longer, swarmed over Harunobu after seeing his tacit approval, taking over every inch of his body. After Harunobu was released from Amu Hosho's body, he was placed directly on a bicycle, allowing the wives at home plate to take control of his dragon. The others circled the bicycle, continuing to fondle Harunobu's body.

However, Harunobu, who was getting into the swing of things, was not someone they could resist. Almost no one could last five minutes in front of him; most of them slid off his body after only three minutes, moaning. After one round, Harunobu rose from his already filthy throne and began to make up for the areas that had been neglected when there were too many people around.

He lifted Yamashita Mieko up in a manner resembling that of someone helping her urinate, licking her dimples revealed by her silly grin while vigorously thrusting into her still-warm honey pot. Sanada Maya knelt devoutly before him, taking his massive member into her mouth, licking every inch of its skin with the utmost care, as if serving a king or a god.

Meanwhile, Yuri Mizumura knelt on the ground with her back to Harunobu, swinging the little props she had just put on, barking pitifully as she looked at Harunobu. Only after Harunobu mounted her and slapped her heart-shaped buttocks did she happily crawl forward on her knees, leading Harunobu to another dog.

The lazy dog ​​lay listlessly on the ground, looking expectantly at Harunobu. Just as Harunobu reluctantly went over to pick her up, Saten Yoko immediately pounced and snatched the treat the dog had willingly offered.

Harunobu lay down happily, enjoying the struggle. His head was pressing down on her three strips of gauze, supporting her tired body. She adjusted her position so that Harunobu's head was resting comfortably between her well-proportioned breasts.

The night is still long, and there is still much joy to be had.

But some people don't sleep very well.

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Author's Note: Well, mainly because my urges suddenly kicked in and I couldn't resist () If you think the character settings are out of character, that's probably true, but just consider it as a couple playing role-playing. It's too difficult to write pure love and erotic romance well /_ Also, 4K votes please~ Speaking of which, I updated so much this week, but unfortunately, the subscriptions didn't increase much, and I didn't get any recommendations. I'm thinking of doing a solo update tomorrow. But that's just a thought, I still need to get the full attendance bonus, which is the bulk of the royalties (；?д｀)ゞ Anyway, I'll talk about a big update next time, I need to rest a bit.

Chapter 283: The Reason for Not Being Able to Sleep

Haru Tsuchimikado sat up in bed, her round, blushing face puffed out in annoyance, and she spat to the side.

That guy, Taira no Harunobu, really is a lecherous bastard! He came again tonight!

Doesn't he get tired?!

Previously, because Shiranui Ran was too busy, she entrusted Tsuchimikado Haru, with whom she didn't have a good relationship with her family, to Harunobu's house. Clearly, Miss Fox had never witnessed the grand silver party at the Aozora-kan and had no idea how much of a shock this would have on a fifteen-year-old's worldview.

Actually, it's not just fifteen-year-olds.

Haru Tsuchimikado looked at the "big sister" on the next bed. Fujiwara Kaguya, who had already turned twenty-one this year but still hadn't shaken off her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), was sitting on the bed like a duck, her eyes sometimes drifting to the window and sometimes back to stare at the bed board.

It's like they've lost their minds.

Tsuchimikado Haru sensed that her "girl next door" had a certain fondness for Taira no Harunobu; in fact, it would be hard for any woman not to like him. Handsome, powerful; holding a high position at a young age, and possessing immense strength; gentle, kind-hearted, and powerful. He seemed like a perfect match, and even having multiple wives would be acceptable—if she hadn't witnessed this scene outside for two consecutive days.

No, it's impossible.

"So many people together? Absolutely impossible! And that's way too big!" — This was Fujiwara Kaguya's subconscious, empty rebuttal after being woken up by strange noises last night.

However, according to Tsuchimikado Haru, Taira Harunobu didn't seem to pay much attention to them. He simply treated them as disciples and children who needed care, rarely taking the initiative to approach them, and his swordsmanship instruction was handled by either Saten Yoko or Taira Sachiko.

Come to think of it, he has so many people to take care of, how could he have time to look after just two of them?

Tsuchimikado Haru sighed, then looked at Fujiwara Kaguya with pity. It seemed Fujiwara-san's self-destructive act this morning hadn't worked. Hirahara Harunobu should have remembered their existence by now, so why was he being so blunt tonight…?

Slightly shifting her little bottom off the blankets, Tsuchimikado Haru let out a weak, whimpering sound, like a young animal, knowing that she wouldn't be able to sleep until three or four in the morning.

Sigh, I really don't understand these people. They do these things every day, how did they become so strong? Could it be that she's actually less talented than them?

The Pava, whose talent was entirely focused on magic, fell into deep thought. He simply got up, picked up his wooden sword, and began to review his swordsmanship, completely unaware that the older sister in the same room was gritting her teeth.

Hirahara Harunobu! You bastard!

Ms. Fujiwara cannot accept such a lewd party.

On the other side, unlike the two children who were tossing and turning and unable to sleep due to the shock of the silver party, Kujo Hideki was enjoying a refreshing drink while taking in the rare bright moonlight and the beautiful cherry blossoms at night.

Only after several rounds of drinks and all the seaweed rolls had been consumed did he pick up the intelligence report sent by his subordinate and unfold it.

After observing for a while, Kujo Hidekichi's thick eyebrows rose, and a pleasant smile appeared on his square face: "Hmm, this kid is quite to my liking, but it's a pity his strength is still a bit lacking."

She could fight Hayashi Uemon to a standstill, so she was no match for him. With that kind of strength, she wasn't qualified to come to his territory to make money; she should just send a bunch of women to cause trouble for him.

Besides, that brat Taira no Harunobu is not good enough for his Kaguya-hime, let alone make her his concubine, who knows how many times.

That's the Kujo family's precious daughter! His mentally challenged older brother sold her, but as her uncle, he can't just ignore it!

Muttering to himself, Kujo Hidekiri picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and continued reading.

Then his gaze suddenly sharpened, and the hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air.

Taira no Harunobu's top disciple and wife, Taira no Sachiko, defeated Hayashi no Sawa in a single move? Was this intelligence report written by...?

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Are they drunk?

Kujo Hidekiri, unusually, began to doubt the professionalism of his subordinates. After all, Hiraharu, the instructor, was fighting back and forth with Hayashi Uemon, while Hirayukiko, a disciple who had only been learning swordsmanship for half a year, had actually defeated Hayashi Nozawa, who was definitely no weaker than Hayashi Uemon, with a single strike... Who was the real instructor?

Ping Qingxin isn't in his seventies or eighties with declining physical abilities; it's impossible for someone in his twenties to be inferior to his disciple.

strangeness.

Kujo Hidekichi was slightly confused. He habitually tapped on the table, and with each tap, he finished reading the remaining intelligence. Nothing particularly surprising; the rest were just small fry from out of town who surrendered after being quickly overwhelmed by the Aozora-kan group.

Even Hirako didn't make a move.

After a moment of contemplation, Kujo Hideki shook his head slightly: "It seems we still cannot let our guard down. Besides overwhelming them head-on, we cannot neglect other aspects either—Guards!"

Immediately, someone landed from the corner of the courtyard and knelt before Kujo Hidekichi: "Notify those merchants to prepare for action."

"Yes!" The figure dressed in black, with even his face covered by a black cloth, responded in a deep voice. Even his voice was unremarkable and left no impression at all.

After answering, the man in black quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only the swaying flowers and plants in the courtyard as proof that someone had passed by.

Kujo Hidekiri gazed up at the full moon, his hand that had been tapping the table stopped, and a confident smile returned to his face: "Taira no Harunobu, being a samurai isn't just about fighting and killing; there's also the human condition to consider."

As a fellow samurai and dojo master, Kujo Hideaki has a deep understanding of running such a large enterprise. It's not just about fighting skills; connections and money are crucial! Especially money!

Without money, wages can't be paid, subordinates won't work hard, and even wives might harbor resentment. Ping Qingxin has so many wives, it's easy to imagine how extravagant his lifestyle is, and he's also deliberately cut off the dojo's main source of income—taking on apprentices—so his only source of income now is the Qingkong Business Alliance.

With his strength and reputation, that business alliance could have made a lot of money, but unfortunately, he went too far. Kujo Hidekichi stroked the smooth wooden tabletop and gently shook his head.

Those companies that had partnered with the Aozora Business Alliance and even offered concessions because of Taira no Harunobu, a member of the royal family, would naturally make new choices when faced with this Hatamoto samurai. Not to mention the various companies that Kujo Hideki himself controlled, the majority of which were in the textile industry, which was the most prosperous sector in Japan at that time.

After pouring the last bit of wine into his mouth, Kujo Hidekiri smacked his lips in satisfaction, his narrowed eyes curving slightly: "Don't blame me for being too ruthless, Taira no Harunobu. I'm teaching you the true path of a samurai."

The night breeze carried away Kujo Hidekiri's smug murmurs, bringing with it a soft whisper: "Lord Kujo~"

Kujo Hidekichi trembled, as if a knife were held to his throat, and stiffly turned to face his wife.

"Madam, um, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lady Kujo was only covered by a thin veil, her curvaceous body swaying gently with her slow steps, appearing and disappearing, making one's blood boil. But Kujo Hideyoshi looked troubled, not because he was incapable, but because his wife's demands were a bit excessive.

After sharing a bed for over a decade, Lady Kujo immediately sensed Kujo Hidekichi's displeasure. Her brow furrowed, and her alluring charm vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by a fierce glare: "Kujo Hidekichi! Are you even a man?! Taira no Harunobu is just a servant, yet he can satisfy over sixty wives all by himself! And you, a dignified samurai, can't even last three times a day?"

Since Mrs. Kujo had said all that, Kujo Hideki obviously had no other choice.

Kujo Hidekiri rose with a heavy heart, embraced Mrs. Kujo, and wept tears of blood.

Peace! Sunny! Trust! You deserve to die!!

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Author's note: There is no love without a reason, nor is there hatred without a reason.

Chapter 284: A Tense and Exciting Ten Consecutive Draws

It's another quiet morning.

A man lay on top of his wives.

I admit it looks very familiar.

Just like those scumbags who build harems~ Yay~

Harunobu hummed a little tune as he got up and soaked in the mysteriously clean Inagawa Hot Spring—the last battle of the night was a massive hot spring brawl.

This saves me the trouble of moving things during the day, but I still need to do a thorough cleaning later. Speaking of which, after that embarrassing experience the day before yesterday, I hope Tsuchimikado Haru and Fujiwara Kaguya aren't still spying on me, right? Probably... not, right?