Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Qingxin pinched her in annoyance: "The problem is she didn't react to my attacks, so what's the difference between me putting in more effort and using my own hands? Besides, isn't our goal to get her to confess?"

"Ah, oh..." Izanami seemed to have just remembered this and looked up, then chuckled and whispered in Harunobu's ear, "How about we try a different approach, Master? My sisters and I will train this naughty little dog first, make her scared and used to it, and then you can take her in?"

Although Izanami's whisper was brief, she conveyed her plan in great detail to Harunobu. In short, the plan was to first have Himeto and the other three display their unique skills, and then Harunobu would rescue her and reconstruct her body.

Of course, Hime-tou-si had no interest in yuri; they were simply preparing to showcase their skillful techniques and magical abilities. The first use of this trophy should naturally be reserved for Harunobu, not some cold, impersonal prop or their fingers.

Qingxin reluctantly agreed. Soul connection either requires mutual consent or one party to force it using magic. Qingxin had always opted for the first option and had never considered the second, so naturally he hadn't learned any magic related to it. After all, he wasn't without means to attack souls.

So Harunobu took a step back, preparing to leave the stage to Himetoshi, but Izanami stopped him: "You are the main character, how can you leave the stage early?"

Amaterasu licked her lips impatiently, and golden light enveloped Izanagi's body: "Dear 'Father,' do you like your daughter's gift?"

Asuka wasn't so rough; she even gently cast healing spells on Izanagi to restore the damage caused by Amaterasu's brutal methods. However, she couldn't do anything about the problems caused by the incidental buffs. She could only ask Izanagi to be patient. If mortals can heal themselves, surely the creator god can do it too?

Watching her two "younger sisters" operate, Izanami, not to be outdone, reached out her hands and skillfully and wantonly manipulated Izanagi's body. The tentacles formed from black mist were soft yet tough, tightly constricting the body, which had been heightened by magic. The two perfectly shaped snow-capped peaks were deformed into gourds by the constriction, leaving red marks.

Her flat stomach and slender waist were not spared either. The contrast between the dark mist and her pure white skin was particularly dazzling. Coupled with the other mature and alluring body lying on top of that delicate body shrouded in black gauze, it appeared even more wanton and tempting to commit crimes.

Izanagi could hardly bear this treatment. Whispers escaped her gagged mouth, the sounds rising and falling, sounding more like a different kind of moan. She felt as if she had fallen into hell, even purgatory, her entire body subjected to attacks she had never experienced before.

Her senses, enhanced by magic, faithfully absorbed the murderers' every move, stimulating her soul, her brain, and her consciousness. Everything about her seemed to have become a plaything; even her navel was being stirred, bringing a strange, tingling pleasure.

Moreover, unlike the feelings I experienced through shared sensations before, this time what surged from within me was a cold, mechanical sensation, mixed with only anger, contempt, and mockery, offering absolutely no positive feedback. The sensations I received from Izanami before were completely different; the same physical pleasure contained emotions that were far more stimulating to the spirit and consciousness—warm, encompassing, and incredibly reassuring.

A sudden, intense stimulation interrupted Izanagi's reverie; Izanami probed...

Chapter 651

Within the peach garden, fingers rapidly rubbed against the red bean, causing Izanagi's mind to go blank. Just when she thought this was alright, at least she had a moment's rest, Amaterasu grabbed her breasts, waking her with pain.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

During this toying that lasted for hours, Izanagi could never achieve true peace and relaxation.

unless……

Izanami looked at Harunobu, blinked cleverly, reached out and grabbed the dragon, pinning it against the entrance to Peach Blossom Spring.

It's time for the savior to step in.

Harunobu awkwardly grabbed Izanagi's waist, feeling like he was playing with a toy. After the intense military training of Himeto-sensei, his usual actions no longer aroused Izanagi, especially since he hadn't used any soul-stimulating magic.

But unexpectedly, Izanagi actually raised his waist to meet Harunobu's movement!

This wasn't a twisted instinct developed through training, because Himeto no Shiki never used actions like Harunobu's, nor did he use any stick-like objects. This was entirely Izanagi's own choice, a biological instinct seeking peace amidst cruel torture. Just as a drowning person grasps at a straw, a thug being kicked and shoved sees an opening and immediately seeks it out.

Having endured Himeto's cold and merciless torment for so long, Harunobu's ordinary, even somewhat tender, touches became the gentleness Izanagi actively craved. Of course, she immediately wanted to back out after realizing what he meant, but Harunobu wouldn't let the meat handed to her escape.

He gripped her slender waist tightly and thrust his hips. The gentle yet skillful movement froze Izanagi in place. She wanted to shut down her perception of Harunobu's movements again, but the torment that Himegami had not yet stopped made her extremely reluctant to accept the gentleness Harunobu was showing at this moment.

Even if she knew it was a conspiracy, it was clearly a conspiracy.

But since she couldn't resist anyway, being tortured and ravaged by Himeto-no-Kami was actually much more comfortable for Hiraharu Nobu. At least, this gentleness... ha~ ah~

The tingling pleasure mixed with the emotions conveyed in the gentle movements caused Izanagi to let out a soft moan. Himeto Shichi tacitly reduced and slowed down his movements to prevent Izanagi from pulling away from the atmosphere.

Harunobu then grasped the familiar peach-shaped buttocks in front of him and began his assault until he reached the final fortress. The unique thrill of destroying the same fortress once again excited Harunobu, but he suppressed this impulse, not releasing it roughly, but slowly withdrawing a little and beginning to personally stimulate Izanagi's sensitive spots.

Izanagi, who had been tormented by Himeto-sensei, thought she had become accustomed to physical stimulation, but when Harunobu's large hands, slightly rougher than those of his wives, covered her, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She felt a sensation completely different from Himeto-sensei's; aside from the feel of his palms, the way he rubbed, the force, the angle were all different, and most importantly, the emotion... Ah~

Izanami glanced at the gag she had torn from her hand and smiled triumphantly amidst Izanagi's complex groans. Spirits are extremely sensitive to emotions; the saying "demons fear the human heart" is a metaphor for this. Therefore, Himeto deliberately acted extremely cruel and ruthless. This way, when a "warm-hearted man" like Harunobu appeared, Izanagi, whose spirit had been amplified and stimulated countless times, would naturally be attracted to this warmth.

Izanami was extremely confident because this was her man.

—It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out. Let Ji Tou Si come a few more times and it will eventually turn out like this.

Harunobu calls it PUA.

But what's done is done, there's no need to pretend otherwise. Izanami is right, since Izanagi is her soul, she should rightfully belong to him!

The teasing quickened, and a steady stream of water flowed out. Harunobu seized the opportunity and broke through the barrier, penetrating deep inside. Unlike the previous cries of pain and coquettishness from Harunobu's wives, Izanagi now felt even more pleasure. Harunobu's intense possessiveness and unchanging gentleness towards his own people were like warm water, washing away the icy coldness left by Himeto. Even the pain of deflowering seemed insignificant.

After losing her virginity, Harunobu naturally regarded Izanagi as his woman, and the intensity of his emotions changed accordingly. From an enemy to a wife, the feelings he subconsciously poured into her were completely different. If before it was like hot water, now it was like the heat of a hot spring, or even lava, melting away Izanagi's tormented consciousness.

She instinctively swayed, trying to cooperate with Qingxin. However, her posture didn't allow her to move like that, which made her somewhat irritated. Qingxin gently patted her calf, reached out and tightly grasped her smooth, snow-white waist, adjusting his position.

This made Izanagi even more excited, and the babbling brook overflowed even more.

Qingxin also accelerated his sprint, relentlessly pounding the delicate body in his hands until he reached the peak of his climax.

Even after the seeds were sown, Izanagi still seemed to have a blank mind, and his expression was one that everyone present was very familiar with.

Harunobu lay on Izanagi's back, letting the dragon rest peacefully in the paradise, while his hands reached out to caress the two snow-capped peaks; however, he didn't bring up the important matter at the same time, and still solemnly asked, "Izanagi, what about my question?"

Izanagi, panting heavily, let out a seductive voice, lingering with pleasure: "You, you tell me~ what do you want to ask~?"

Harunobu paused for a moment, then straightened his back: "You know what I'm asking!"

"Enraged~ Ha~ Izanagi gave a very seductive glance, but unfortunately, she was facing downwards, so it was only shown to Izanami. So Harunobu continued to press hard on her greatest weakness and sternly demanded an answer from her.

She was panting heavily, her whole body felt weak, but her mouth remained stubborn: "Hehe~ I just~ won't~ say it—Eeeahhhh!"

Clearly, even with the ultimate humiliation and manipulation tactics, it wasn't so easy to break down Izanagi's mental defenses. But that doesn't mean it's ineffective; it just requires a little more time.

Perfect timing! Qingxin and his group have plenty of free time.

Amidst the chaotic atmosphere, the sound of spring cries rang out once again in Takamagahara.

The author says:

Author's Note: Update progress 6/30. Izanagi! OUT!

Also, please understand that I can only make changes after I get off work tonight if there are any problems.

Chapter 600: Not a Surrender

Countless days passed, and the five members of the group, including Harunobu, didn't have the time to care about such things. Since they didn't need to eat or drink, they could indulge in their own amusement. Meanwhile, Izanagi, which served as a tool for their amusement, had gone from being clumsy and awkward to being incredibly skilled, even appearing to be much more agile than Minamoto no Yuki.

Miss Celestial is still too high-minded and a bit too cold-hearted. But it doesn't matter, because her husband stood up for her and gave her a good beating with a big stick.

Even so, Izanagi's mouth remained excessively hard. Her entire body was soft, except for her mouth, which was incredibly stubborn. No matter what you asked her, the only answer was wanton moans and cries. This gave Harunobu the illusion that he was being treated like a toy, which emboldened him to torment Izanagi even more.

After repeating this motion for a while, Harunobu suddenly stopped his thrusting and pressed down on Izanagi's large buttocks, which were pressing back against him. It wasn't because he was tired or bored, but because he had something important to do.

According to the news from Taira Yukiko, Japan seems to be sinking.

While Harunobu was indulging in sensual pleasures—I mean, interrogating for information—strange changes began to occur throughout Japan. Initially, there were only occasional minor earthquakes and unusual migrations of some animals. Because there had been reports of demonized humans and divine rebellions in various places, everyone assumed it was just a consequence of the battle and didn't pay much attention.

However, strong earthquakes, ranging from magnitude 4 to 6, have now struck many parts of Japan. Fortunately, this is also due to the previous chaos...

Chapter 652

Gods and guerrillas have appeared in various places, and while there haven't been many casualties, the damage to buildings and structures has been considerable. Most importantly, it seems this is not the end.

After the second wave of earthquakes, the female swordsmen of the Azure Sky Pavilion immediately conducted an on-site investigation. Their analysis revealed that the areas where the earthquakes occurred had suffered severe losses of ley line energy, which led to the changes in the landforms. Such large-scale changes in ley line energy are rare, meaning this was a man-made earthquake.

Based on current patterns, the earthquakes will continue, and may even increase in magnitude, until they collapse the entire country of Japan. Of course, it's also possible that the earthquakes will stop after reaching a certain point, but you can't expect the perpetrator to have a conscience; even if they did, they probably wouldn't have the brains to do so.

With such a momentous matter before him, Harunobu lost all interest in continuing his games. He quickly blew away the sweat and grime from his body, put on his clothes, and, carrying Izanagi, entered the passage to the underworld.

The next moment, he appeared in the Hiharu Dormitory of the Aozora-kan. Hirako skillfully handed him the report and documents, which clearly and meticulously marked all the intelligence information, as well as the results of their investigation over the past few days and their detailed speculations.

Qingxin glanced at it briefly: "So, you suspect that it was the Yamata no Orochi of the Tongxin Society who did this?"

“The areas where the magic arrays we investigated before were located also experienced earthquakes, and the epicenter was right near the magic arrays.” Hirako repeated the contents of the report and reached out to smooth out Harunobu’s slightly disheveled clothes: “Also, Kokoro and Ran went to check, and that magic array did indeed absorb a large amount of ley line energy.”

Harunobu put down the documents and pulled Hirako into his arms, hugging her tightly: "Let me check, I haven't disappeared for a month, have I?"

Hirako nuzzled Harunobu's cheek, leaving a tender kiss: "It's only been a week. Normally, it's impossible to extract that much ley line energy. The others are still researching the details..."

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Just as Hirayukiko mentioned Shiranui Ran and Yakumo Kurenai, the two fox-like ladies emerged from the pitch-black underworld. Yakumo Kurenai, with her more direct temper, shouted, "Master! Trouble's here! It's that stupid woman Izanagi's ritual! Those guys from the Tongxin Society used that thing to completely drain the earth's energy!"

"impossible!!"

Harunobu had just caught the red-haired fox that jumped at him, and before he could even speak, Izanagi, who had been quietly enjoying the afterglow, sprang up from the sofa: "Impossible! My ritual was perfect! How could Orochi possibly..."

Well, she froze before she could finish her sentence, clearly having thought of a possible solution.

If Orochi could use the power of creation, then it would indeed be possible to alter her ritual. However, her control over the ritual is perfect, and even if Orochi modified it, it wouldn't be able to evade her senses... Well, she had only been initiating the ritual for a short time when she was knocked down and humiliated by Seishin, so she simply didn't have the energy or ability to manage the ritual.

"Nobody's playing dumb with you right now, go away." Izanami pushed aside the jumping Izanagi, and said, "We're talking about serious matters, what right do you have to talk, you toy?" Besides, she didn't know if what Izanagi said was true or false, and even if Izanagi was the designer and controller of the ritual, she couldn't be trusted.

Izanagi tried to resist, but having been sealed away and humiliated for several days, she was no match for Izanami and could only be easily manipulated by her in a humiliating manner.

"Wait a minute, Izanagi, listen to what she has to say." Harunobu stopped Izanami's bullying in time and pulled Izanagi to the coffee table in front of him, but he still didn't untie her.

Izanagi didn't have time to worry about these things right now, and seized the opportunity to quickly reveal everything she had been thinking. But at the very end, she inexplicably added, "I remember you briefly controlled my ritual, didn't you? How come you didn't notice?"

Izanagi remembered that during the battle, Harunobu, who was originally under the control of the ritual, suddenly erupted, as if his Zanpakuto had undergone some new changes; he even took away part of the control of the ritual, thereby breaking the bond of life and death between her and him. Harunobu should have been aware of this as well.

Qingxin shrugged: "You think I can understand your ritual?"

"…………"

Izanagi paused for a moment, managing not to utter the word "illiterate" aloud. But it wouldn't have mattered if she had, since Harunobu only had an elementary school education; saying he was born from her mother would have been perfectly reasonable.

"But here's the question: where did Yamata no Orochi get the power of creation from, and how can he use that power?"

Izanagi was filled with mixed feelings. When he heard Harunobu's question, he answered briefly: "I used the power of creation to make some magical artifacts for them to assist in the ritual and restrain your subordinates; if he can use the power of creation, it will not be difficult for him to discover the true nature of the artifacts."

“As for why they can use it, I’d like to know that too.” Izanagi sighed in confusion. “I also want to know how he saw through my disguise.”

Harunobu and his wives exchanged glances, tentatively accepting Izanagi's explanation, since all the lie detector tests had yielded the same result. However, he still had one question to ask: "Izanagi, why are you so concerned about this matter?"

Chapter 601: The Reason

While this was good news for Harunobu, Izanagi's reaction to the Doshinkai was noticeably strange. Judging from her actions, she wasn't exactly a benevolent person with a heart for the world. Even if she was angry at the Doshinkai's manipulation, she wouldn't have been so gentle with Harunobu. After all, Harunobu had just inflicted the ultimate humiliation on her. Although not as overwhelming as the original, it was still far more humiliating than having one's magic rituals used against them.

Or has it already taken effect?

Harunobu looked at Izanagi thoughtfully. He hadn't forgotten to use Bankai during his ultimate humiliation, but the effects were still unclear. In any case, the mental connection hadn't been established yet.

Izanagi met Harunobu's gaze, oblivious to the turmoil in his heart, and proudly puffed out his chest, thinking himself righteous: "Of course it's because I don't want the Tongxin Society to destroy all of Japan! This is my future divine kingdom!"

Harunobu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked like he was going to explain something in detail.

Izanagi pursed her lips and struggled to turn her head back, indicating that she wanted Harunobu to untie her hands and feet. Harunobu thought for a moment, then picked up Izanagi and took her to the backyard, entering Gensokyo.

Here, Izanagi lacks the support of Takamagahara, and is further isolated from the last vestige of faith by Gensokyo. Even her other means of communication are severed. Even if she were freed, there's no need to worry about her retaliating. As for self-destruction, Harunobu simply doesn't have that opportunity here.

Having regained his freedom, Izanagi did not resist or try to escape. Instead, he looked around Gensokyo, and his words and actions even showed a hint of envy: "This is your secluded world. No wonder Izanami was able to escape my calculations. Damn it..."

Harunobu tapped the scabbard at his waist: "Don't change the subject, Izanagi, answer my question."

"You have a lot of questions. Where do I begin?" Izanagi lazily raised his hands, stretching his body out. "Your name? Your origins? Your power? Or..."

“All of them.” Harunobu wasn’t going to tolerate her. He immediately interrupted her playful remarks and reached out to grab Izanagi’s shoulder. Izanagi naturally leaned forward and pressed against Harunobu’s chest, but then stiffened a second later.

Having escaped Himeto's torment, Izanagi was now much more rational, and her sense of shame had returned. Harunobu slowly leaned down and whispered in Izanagi's ear: "If you don't want to come back for a few more days, then behave yourself."

Izanagi's heart stirred; he suddenly felt a surge of urge to provoke Harunobu. No, not for any other reason than to see Harunobu waste a few more days, so he could be defeated.

Chapter 653

If she gets hold of Orochi, she'll have a chance to escape—that's exactly why!

However, Izanagi's exciting plan could not be implemented because Izanami's cold gaze reminded her of the terrifying nature of Himeto. More importantly, if Yamata no Orochi won, even if Japan didn't actually sink, its area would shrink considerably, which drastically conflicted with Izanagi's goals.

She calmed down and tried to push Harunobu away, but found that she couldn't budge him at all. Izanagi attributed the problem to her being sealed away and Harunobu being blessed by seclusion. She remained in Harunobu's arms and said, "Let's deal with that bastard Orochi first, otherwise Japan will be hollowed out by him. Not only will the entire population of Japan be wiped out, but you will also have to face his insane creations."

Harunobu looked up and patted Izanagi's head: "It's not that difficult, right?"

Izanagi pursed his lips, silently thinking that he shouldn't stoop to Harunobu's level, and continued, "I just rearranged the ritual. After it was altered, it's now drawing energy from the earth's veins to power it..."

She originally wanted to explain the specific principles of the ritual in detail, but seeing Harunobu's expression of not understanding, she could only sigh and use a more concise explanation: "Simply put, the ritual has now been tampered with, and it is now destructively extracting the earth's ley line energy and transmitting it in the direction of Mount Fuji."

"Based on my understanding of Orochi, there is only one thing he needs and can use to generate such enormous power—the Unborn Orochi!"

Harunobu nodded as he stroked Izanagi's cool, silky long hair: "So what is that?"

Izanagi rolled her eyes at Harunobu: "Don't act like you know everything if you don't know—that's something I used to fool Orochi. Theoretically, if it's successfully created, it can have the ability to devour the earth."

"However, in reality it's basically impossible. The materials needed for the body alone are not something Japan can gather; and the energy required to support such a megastructure is astronomical. Even if you drain all of Japan's earth vein energy, it would probably only be able to run for an hour? That is on the premise that this level of energy can be properly integrated, without waste, dissipation, or conflict. Otherwise, it will only blow itself up into the most spectacular fireworks in history."

"But it seems Orochi has found a way?"

Izanagi nodded helplessly: "Yes, he used my ritual to extract energy, solving the problem of energy constraint and control; and it seems that he has also found enough materials to shape the body. All that is left is the magic circle and manipulation, which is not difficult for Yamata no Orochi. He has many skilled magic circle drawers under his command, and he himself is the most skilled at multitasking and manipulating the body."

"So, Orochi created something you thought was impossible, and even used your power and rituals... You're so weak."