Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Then, when he came to his senses, he found that the system had already listed the service methods and the reduction amount for him.

【1. Provide housekeeping services for the dojo and receive a daily discount of 10 coins】

[2. Provide meals for teachers in the teacher training program, with a daily reduction of 10 coins]

[3. Provide physical and mental health services for teacher trainees, with a daily discount of 50 yuan]

???

Right, serving isn't just the third kind. Samurai also serve the Emperor. If the Emperor dared to ask Harunobu to do that kind of service, Harunobu would definitely chop off his head and feed it to the pigs.

So the system really has no integrity.

That's what capitalists are like.

With his mind filled with thoughts of serving, Harunobu confidently led his female disciple into the dojo.

Chapter Three: Breath of Thunder

Passing through the gate with the sign "Aozorakan," the first thing that catches Hira's eye is a spacious courtyard enclosed by a mouth-shaped corridor. Due to neglect, weeds have grown rampant and entangled the support legs of the corridor, shivering in the cold October wind.

Several cherry trees, their petals long since fallen, are scattered throughout the courtyard, guarding the dried-up pond in the center. Three dilapidated, rustic buildings are arranged in a triangular shape within a mouth-shaped corridor, evoking a sense of mono no aware and wabi-sabi.

If you don't look at the vegetables growing lushly in the corner of the courtyard, braving the cold wind.

However, Hirako couldn't understand concepts like mono no aware or wabi-sabi at all. What made her happy, though, was the small vegetable garden. She had already started thinking about what to plant in the spring.

"Stop looking, there'll be plenty of time later. Let's go choose a room first."

Harunobu's words snapped Hirako out of her reverie, and she immediately bowed to Harunobu: "Yes, teacher!"

Then, she cautiously asked, "Master, is this dojo built like a sleeping quarters?"

Harunobu was somewhat surprised: "You actually noticed?"

The so-called Shinden-zukuri refers to an architectural style that was popular in Japan's Heian period, but it is rarely seen now. This is because Shinden-zukuri is essentially a "manor" or "palace complex," and the sheer size of the land it occupies is a huge problem.

The Aozorakan occupies about 600 tsubo, which is roughly 1,800 square meters. It's not small, but compared to the aristocratic residences that were historically one cho (about 9900 square meters) or two chos in size, it's too small.

The key question, however, is how Hirako knew about this architectural style, which was traditionally reserved for wealthy and powerful families.

"I've seen it in a book."

Hirako puffed out her chest with a touch of pride, her impressive fullness immediately drawing Harunobu's attention. The obvious gaze made Hirako blush, and she quickly adjusted her posture.

Having broken free from control, Qingxin coughed and changed the subject: "You actually studied?"

Although nine-year compulsory education has been implemented in Japan at this time, there are still many people who are unwilling to attend elementary school, and being able to read and write is still an advantage.

Hirako let out a soft sigh and went along with it: "I only went to elementary school, I haven't read many books."

Before they knew it, they had arrived at their destination.

The three-story building is nestled to the left of the mouth-shaped corridor. The first floor is a spacious hall with living facilities including a kitchen and bathroom. Stairs on both sides of the hall lead to the second and third floors, each with eight rooms.

"I'll stay here. The room next to me is the former curator's room. You can choose the room you like from the rest."

With Harunobu's help, Hirako quickly chose a room. She selected the one furthest inside on the left side of the second floor, where she could see the vegetable garden in the courtyard by opening the window.

The furniture inside was still complete, including wardrobes, tables, chairs, bedding, etc. Although it was inevitably a bit dirty and messy, it only needed a little cleaning, and Hirako was already very satisfied with it.

To be able to rent a place like this for only 5 yen is something I could never have dreamed of!

Watching Hirako busily tidying up the room, Harunobu leaned against the doorframe, admiring the alluring curves she displayed as she moved, and uttered the lines he had been planning for a long time: "Hirako, you seem to be very good at housework. Are you interested in doing some part-time work?"

"Eh?" Hirako looked up, her face, covered in dust, appeared even more gentle and virtuous, with an added touch of naivety.

Harunobu laughed and pointed to his face: "You can see what this dojo looks like. It's big and dilapidated. I'm not good at housekeeping, so I'd like to ask you to help with housekeeping. It'll cost you ten sen a day, which can be considered as a discount on your tuition."

To be honest, this price is too low. It's only 3 yen a month at most. A proper housekeeper earns more than 10 yen a month. If it's the illegitimate kind, the income can easily double.

All I can say is that this system is lacking in streetlights.

However, for Hirako, this was already a very good deal, because she really couldn't come up with five yen right now. If she could, she wouldn't be behind on rent.

Moreover, Harunobu brought it up himself. He could have waited for Taira Yukiko to ask him for help and gained more initiative. Although Taira Yukiko would never agree to an excessive request, there is a big difference between being proactive and being passive.

Hirako was neither foolish nor heartless; she was deeply grateful for Harunobu's quiet help.

This was exactly what Harunobu wanted. He felt the much gentler gaze from Hirako and saw the "gratitude" status bar above her head. He nodded and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement, okay, Sachiko?"

The sudden change in address made Hirako tremble slightly, but she still nodded, tacitly approving of Harunobu's intimate way of addressing her. After all, it was normal for a teacher to call his students by their first names: "Yes, thank you very much for your help. To be honest, I really don't have that much money right now."

As she spoke, she bowed deeply to Harunobu. The deep bow made her firm breasts appear to be drawn to the ground, and her conservative neckline was loosened by the cleaning she had done earlier. As a result, Harunobu, who was looking down at her, saw a delicate white skin.

White as mutton fat, smooth...

[Ding! One disciple has been successfully recruited!]

[Disciple's current intimacy level is: Friendly]

Main quest completed, rewards distributed.

[Rewards: 1000 Study Points, 1 chance to draw a sword skill from the shop]

A new task has been issued; please check it yourself.

Harunobu's previously boiling passion calmed down, and he pressed his temples: "Then Sachiko, you can set up the room first, and come to the dojo to find me later for today's training."

"Yes, teachers' college."

The voice grew even softer, and Hirako remained bowed, only slowly raising her head after Harunobu had left, revealing a flushed face.

Qingxin's gaze was too direct; how could she not have noticed? However, given the situation, she couldn't react. If she revealed that she had noticed Qingxin's gaze, it would only lead to an awkward situation for both of them. It was better to pretend that she hadn't noticed, which would be better for both of them.

After meeting Harunobu in person, Taira Yukiko believed that Harunobu wasn't the kind of dissolute villain who had simply lost control for a moment, after all...

Sachiko gently patted her cheeks, keeping the narcissistic part of her statement to herself. However, judging from her upright posture, she seemed to be in a good mood.

……

Inside the dojo, while Hirako was enjoying herself, Harunobu, who had already washed his hands three times, was sitting cross-legged, sincerely opening the system light screen.

Click to draw from the store.

[Do you want to use the store's draw opportunity?]

Yes!

[Drawing in progress...Drawing complete!]

[Congratulations on obtaining the SR-rank swordsmanship: Thunder Breathing - Arcane!]

???

No, is this even considered swordsmanship?

Harunobu was completely bewildered, but upon closer inspection... it didn't seem to make any mistake? After all, the original work described it as a breathing technique, but in reality, all the moves were sword techniques.

In short, as the system notification sounded, a large amount of information flooded Qingxin's mind again. Fortunately, after several previous trials, Qingxin was able to process it easily.

A few minutes later, after processing the memories in his mind, Harunobu picked up the wooden sword at his feet and stood up.

Calm your mind and focus, plant your feet firmly on the ground, lower your upper body, loosely hold the wooden knife in your left hand, and firmly grip the hilt with your right hand. The almost inaudible breathing gradually becomes louder and louder, eventually growing into a sound like thunder.

"Breathing of Thunder, First Form: Thunderclap Flash—"

The moment the last syllable left his lips, it was as if lightning flashed in the air. Qingxin's figure had already appeared several meters away, maintaining a posture of kneeling on one knee, with his upper body raised and his wooden sword slashing horizontally in the air.

"This speed is too much! It's not just the speed at which he draws his sword, but his body speed has also increased." Harunobu exclaimed. Although he already had the complete set of Thunder Breathing techniques and experience in his mind, he was still amazed to actually use this power that could enhance his physical abilities.

Although swordsmanship in this world possesses extraordinary power, and some people can even create fire or electricity with swords, spells that enhance the human body are controlled by "spellcasters" such as Onmyoji and shrine maidens, and are not available to samurai.

"Speaking of which, Thunder Flash can be used in combos, right? How many combos can I do right now...?"

Harunobu stroked his chin and looked at the wooden training dummy in the corner of the dojo.

Chapter 4: The Value of SR

Hirako didn't have much luggage, so she quickly tidied up her room and then hurriedly headed to the dojo located in the northern part of the mouth-shaped corridor, feeling both anticipation and worry.

She was looking forward to it because swordsmanship was something that only people of high status and wealth were qualified, capable, and had the time to learn. She never thought that one day she could master this power to fight against monsters, or even witness real swordsmanship.

Her concern was that she might not be able to learn it. She wasn't a very smart person, her grades in elementary school weren't the best, and she made a lot of mistakes when she first started working. Could she really learn something as powerful as swordsmanship?

With this uneasy feeling, Hirako approached the dojo, then suddenly stopped in confusion and looked at the still clear sky: "Huh? Was that thunder just now?"

illusion?

Hirako tilted her head, walked back to the dojo, and opened the dojo door.

boom!

A deafening clap of thunder pierced her ears, followed by a fleeting flash of lightning that seemed like an illusion. Hirako stared wide-eyed as Haruno used a wooden sword to strike the training dummy's neck and sped past.

The wooden dummy's head flew up, and Harunobu's figure returned, striking the dummy's chest and abdomen with a single blow. This repeated, with six lightning-fast strikes. Harunobu landed where he had started, and the wooden dummy, which had been knocked into the air, was scattered and broken on the ground.

"I can only manage six consecutive hits. It's really not enough if I can't achieve full concentration and regular hits."

The system only provides swordsmanship techniques and experience; the actual practice still requires Harunobu himself. Although these two points are sufficient for swordsmanship, with just a little practice and some hands-on experience, he can master it perfectly—it's roughly the feeling of going back to work after a long holiday.

One or two days should be enough.

Thinking for a moment, Harunobu turned to look at the door: "Sachiko, why are you standing at the door in a daze?"

"Ah..." Hirako finally snapped out of her daze of surprise and looked at Harunobu with shining eyes. "Master, is this the swordsmanship of our dojo?! So strong! Incredibly strong!"

Confirming that Hirako wasn't planning to pull out a magic tube, Harunobu put down the cracked wooden sword and nodded confidently, "That's right, this is the Thunder Sword of our dojo's Natural Haruno-ryu style!"

Anyway, he's the only one who knows the Natural Sunny Heart Style, so whatever he says goes.

Hirako looked at Harunobu with admiration. The scene just now had truly shocked her, making her even more eager to continue her studies, and her opinion of Harunobu had also improved.

If he was a "kind-hearted good person" before, now he is a "super powerful and kind-hearted great person!"

"Teacher's college? Can I become this strong too?"

“You have the talent.” Harunobu replaced the wooden sword with a new one and leaned on the ground. “As long as you work hard, you can definitely do it.”

Learning breathing techniques wasn't particularly difficult in the original work. Generally, it would take one to two years to get the hang of it. With SR-level talent, it would be normal to get the hang of it in a few months, right?

"Yes! Teacher's College! I will definitely work hard!"

Taira Yukiko bowed to Harunobu. Because she had tidied her clothes this time, Harunobu was unable to see that piece of white jade. He maintained a calm attitude, feeling a little regretful.

"The first thing to do is to change into your kendo uniform. You can't practice swordsmanship while wearing a kimono."

Hirako raised her head, followed Harunobu's finger and saw a room marked "Changing Room" on the side. She bowed again and said, "Yes, teacher's instructor!"

Having said that, she was so excited that she took small, quick steps, moving towards the dressing room as fast as her kimono could bear. Her ripe, plump peach swayed as she did so, creating a series of alluring waves.

After his view was blocked by the paper sliding door, Harunobu took a deep breath and calmed down.

The progress is quite good. Taira Yukiko has finally developed an interest in swordsmanship, instead of just going through the motions for free accommodation. Harunobu hasn't forgotten that the main source of study points is not missions, but training disciples.

As a man who had taken the college entrance exam in his dream, Harunobu knew the difference between learning actively and learning passively, so he deliberately showed off his skills in front of her to motivate her!

Having finally found an SR card, Qingxin was eager for her to practice swordsmanship and study 24/7 to earn him study points. How could he let her do a perfunctory job!

But Harunobu was doing all this for her own good!

Being a textile worker is nowhere near as good as practicing swordsmanship! You don't have to be exploited by capitalists, you don't have to endure the dirty and chaotic factory environment, and there's no cotton lint or dust everywhere...

Hmm? Oh right.

Hirako took the day off to handle moving matters, and starting tomorrow, she will have to go to work at the textile factory during the day, which is such a waste of time... I need to think of a way to let her concentrate on sword practice.

But she definitely can't do without a source of income; what if she gets expelled from the system for not paying tuition...? It seems she needs to think about this carefully.

As Harunobu pondered, a few minutes later, the locker room door opened, and Hirako's figure reappeared before him, causing a powerful mental shock.

The white-on-top, black-on-bottom kendo uniform was identical in style to the one worn by Harunobu. However, on the shapely and gentle-tempered Hirako, this outfit was surprisingly striking.

Her long, black hair was tied up into a high ponytail, revealing her fair neck. Her gentle face was flushed with excitement. Long, dark trousers were tied around her slender waist, wrapping down to accentuate her graceful curves, making one's mouth dry.

But what was even more breathtaking was the way the mountain peaks swayed up and down as she approached. Stimulated by this earth-shaking movement, Harunobu suddenly realized that although there were all sorts of underwear from the Bald Eagle and the Troublemaker in this era, Japan seemed, perhaps, still didn't have much awareness in this regard.

A true...vacuum?!

That's all for today's practice... Anything like that is impossible, because there are no small websites here. Although Yoshiwara is still open, the high rate of venereal disease infection in this era makes Harunobu always reluctant to do so.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to go ahead with it.

I'll stake my dignity as the third generation teacher of the Natural Harushin-ryu school!