Female Swordsman Training Dojo

On an ordinary morning, Yukiko Taira opened her eyes to the chirping of birds outside her window. The morning light had already illuminated the Aozorakan, just as it always had.

The voluptuous beauty rose from the bed, her alluring body concealed beneath her loose kendo uniform, and walked out of the room with a spirited air. The corridor was deserted; she moved swiftly and lightly, only slowing her pace slightly at the door of Gen Yuki-sakura's room. The tightly closed door couldn't contain the rich scent within; the familiar aroma made Hirako's cheeks flush, and she couldn't help but slightly squeeze her legs together, rubbing her plump thighs against each other.

"Really..."

She murmured something, quickened her pace, and left the room, heading into the kitchen.

Although the cats in the cat house and magic made daily life at Aozorakan incredibly convenient, Hirako still insisted on cooking herself every day. The reason was simple: she loved watching Harunobu and her husband enjoy her cooking.

She wandered around the kitchen, picking through the ingredients. There was no scheduled battle today, nor was it a day for the whole establishment to celebrate, so she didn't need to replenish her energy and would just eat something light.

Make some miso soup, steamed egg custard, and some lean pork congee... Hmm, have we run out of scallions?

After putting away the remaining ingredients, Hirako went out through the side door of the kitchen and went to the vegetable garden.

"Good morning, Sachiko-nee~"

"Good morning, Xiaoye, did you stay up late last night?"

There was already someone in the vegetable garden. A girl named Mizuhashi Yoru was petite, but she possessed an impressive chest and strength, seemingly due to her cow-youkai bloodline. Moreover, she inherited not only chest and strength from her bloodline, but also a love for cultivating the land, so she and Hirai Sachiko were basically in charge of the vegetable garden at Aozora-kan.

Generally speaking, half-demon would be taboo and disliked, but her husband welcomes not only half-demon but also real demons. So this is actually an advantage at Aozora-kan, at least Harunobu really likes those soft, bouncy, and milk-secreting breasts.

"Hehehe... Last night, Teacher and Sakura did it really intensely~"

Mizuhashi Yoru tried to change the subject. Although Harunobu didn't really care about their eavesdropping and was even happy to satisfy their requests for nighttime raids, it was precisely for this reason that Hirayukiko forbade anyone else from eavesdropping without permission, thus disrupting Harunobu's time alone with the other sisters. Besides, although Harunobu was in excellent health, the relentless fighting day and night would inevitably take its toll, so basic self-control was still necessary.

Hirako's face hardened slightly as she looked at Mizuhashi Yoru. Mizuhashi Yoru immediately lowered her head and admitted her mistake dejectedly: "I'm sorry, Sachiko-nee."

"Seriously... your day is next week's Wednesday, right? Remember to pay Sakura back then." Looking at Mizuhashi Yoru's dejected and pitiful appearance, Hira Yukiko couldn't help but sigh: "Also, as punishment, all the milk for the teacher's college today will be taken from you!"

Since she's neither a real yokai nor a real cow, Mizuhashi Yoru's daily milk production is limited. Excessive extraction would cause her pain, making it the perfect punishment for breaking the rules.

However, if it's meant to be provided to Harunobu...

"Really?!"

Mizuhashi Yoru excitedly raised her head. To her, being able to provide milk for Harunobu and her husband was practically a reward! As expected, Sachiko-nee, though strict, was actually a good person!

Hirako glared at her, signaling her not to get carried away and to at least keep up appearances. This was, after all, a punishment!

After seeing off Mizuhashi Yoru, who was happily preparing drinks for Harunobu, Hirako picked some fresh scallions and garlic from the vegetable garden and returned to the kitchen.

Mizuhashi Yoru was also in the kitchen, happily releasing her pent-up emotions into a glass with her chest exposed. When she saw Hirako enter, she smiled shyly.

Hirako put down the scallions and garlic, washed her hands, and then tied her hair into a simple high ponytail. Then came the skillful and tacit cooking time: bright yellow steamed egg custard, thick lean meat porridge, and clear miso soup were served one after another into porcelain bowls, and placed on a plate along with a large glass of milk.

Hirako glanced at Mizuhashi Yoru, whose breast milk stains were quite noticeable, so she said, "Come with me to help the teacher wash up. You don't need to change your clothes."

Mizuhashi Yoru pumped her fist in delight, then ran off to fetch hot water and grab a towel, her chest exposed. When she returned, Hirako had already prepared the tableware and was standing on the stairs leading to Minamoto Yuki's room.

The two arrived one after the other at Yuan Xueying's room, pushed open the door, and went inside. Qingxin yawned, looked over, and greeted them, "Ah~ Sachiko, Yaya~ Good morning~"

"Good morning, husband." Hirayukiko placed the tray on the table and helped Harunobu up. Minamoto Yuki, whose body wasn't weak, slid off Harunobu, a gurgling sound coming from her lower body, clearly indicating that the cream puff Harunobu had given her the night before hadn't completely dissipated. At this moment, she simply didn't have the strength to get up.

"Come on, teacher, open your mouth!"

This wasn't the first time Mizuhashi Yoru had helped Harunobu with his washing up. Although according to the rules this was Taira Yukiko's exclusive privilege, Taira Yukiko would often find someone else to help serve Harunobu.

Harunobu obediently opened his mouth, raised his hand, and closed his eyes, allowing Mizuhashi Yoru to help him brush his teeth, wash his face, and get dressed. Harunobu initially refused this wicked and feudal behavior, but seeing how enthusiastic and insistent his wives were about it, he slowly succumbed to it.

Anyway, his wives aren't delicate ladies; they're all strong women with the strength to lift a cauldron. This amount of exercise isn't even enough for them to warm up.

After washing up, Harunobu got up and went to the table to have something to eat first, instinctively reaching for the glass full of milk. However, Hirako gave him a subtle look, and the two quickly exchanged ideas in their minds. Harunobu's large hand then reached for another pair of glasses full of milk halfway there.

"Eh?"

Mizuhashi Yoru was startled, then pulled into Harunobu's arms. His already open clothes were pulled open even wider, and his rough mouth roughly took Cherry into his mouth. Cherry, which had stood up during the milking, was powerless against the warmth of his mouth and burst open instantly.

Hirako glanced at Mizuhashi Yoru, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, and nodded imperceptibly. Mizuhashi Yoru wasn't usually a child who would break the rules, so there must be a reason for her behavior today. She seemed to be feeling a little lonely and wanted to see Harunobu. Although she probably wasn't even aware of it herself, otherwise Harunobu would have already taken the initiative to comfort her.

Hirayuki was happy to help Harunobu eliminate such a minor factor; it would only require taking a little of her personal time. However, she could only provide a limited amount of time and opportunity; how Harunobu actually handled it would depend on his methods.

Seeing Mizuhashi Yoru's excitement, Hira Yukiko picked up the glass of milk and went to Minamoto Yuki, who was gradually regaining her strength. She handed the milk to Yuki and whispered something to her. There wasn't anything to hide; she was simply helping Mizuhashi Yoru explain things a little, after all...

Chapter 672

Qiao Ye and Yuan Xueying aren't exactly friends, and if she suddenly shows up and tries to steal their time, it could damage their relationship.

However, since they were all sisters from the same building, and Yukiko Minamoto wasn't the type to have a strong personality, Yukiko Hirako quickly cleared up the little misunderstanding and conveyed the details of next week's Wednesday.

When she returned with the empty glass, Mizuhashi Yoru was already slumped against Harunobu. Her large breasts were completely devoid of milk stains, and even somewhat red and swollen.

The punishment has been given, and that concludes the matter here.

Hirako set down the glass, bent down and hugged Harunobu, greedily absorbing her husband's energy. But she never broke the rules, quickly straightened up again, cleared the plates, and kissed Harunobu goodbye.

She remembered that today was Hanazawa Nana's birthday. Had that lazybones overslept again? Or was he forcing Saten Yoko to act out some kind of ridiculous drama with her again?

Hirako glanced at the slightly agitated Harunobu and confirmed it was the latter reason. There was no need to reprimand the idiot then; she could proceed directly to prepare for today's morning training.

Aozorakan has morning training from 8:30 to 10:30 every day, during which everyone needs to go to the main dojo for swordsmanship training. If Harunobu is willing, he will naturally be the instructor, but in most cases, no one will disturb Harunobu's self-training, and instead seek help from Taira no Sachiko, who is the instructor's representative.

Time flew by, and Hirako was quite satisfied with today's training. No one made a mistake because they were too focused on Harunobu, and no one showed any signs of regression. So she clapped her hands happily and dismissed the session. Since it wasn't Sunday, there was no need for the weekly ranking match.

She saw Hanazawa Nana dragging Saten Yoko towards Harunobu, while Inoue Shibaya followed behind them hesitantly, clearly having also been pulled into the water by Hanazawa Nana. There were only three of them, so it wouldn't be a problem, but she should prepare some nourishing food for lunch… the aquarium didn't have any aquatic products yet, so she'd buy some turtles later.

After slightly altering the lunch menu, Hirako approached her fellow swordswomen and joined them at the Bracer Guild. The female swordswomen, already accustomed to this routine, quickly changed out of their soaking wet, light clothing and into thick, loose-fitting kendo uniforms, and began their work.

"Sachiko-nee, there are signs of monsters appearing to the north. The client's address is..." Kitten and her kittens were methodically assigning important tasks, while others were selecting tasks that interested them. The shield-shaped badges with silver gauntlets gleamed in the sunlight streaming into the guild hall, just like their vibrant energy.

"You don't look like canaries, you look more like eagles preparing to hunt."

A tall ninja wearing a white fox mask walked in from the black mist. His words were not provocative, but rather showed a hint of approval and admiration.

"Miss Shiranui." Yukiko Taira greeted the newcomer with a bright smile, "It's been a long time."

"Long time no see, Lady Taira." Shiranui Ran looked around, trying to keep her tone calm: "Is Harunobu free right now?"

"Hmm..." Hirako briefly contacted Harunobu, then smiled and said, "Miss Shiranui, could you do me a favor?"

Shiranui Ran was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, and her face under the mask turned slightly red.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hirako approached her: "We have intelligence that there might be a monster here. We hope you can help us out. Oh, by the way, do you like soft-shelled turtles? I'm planning to prepare some for the teacher's college at noon..."

As they spoke, Shiranui Ran was pulled into the ranks of the Bracers by Hira Yukiko. She naturally accepted Hira Yukiko's verbal barrage. Of course, this wasn't because Shiranui Ran, the ninja leader, lacked vigilance, but rather because Hira Yukiko's words were simply too targeted.

She was telling Shiranui Ran exactly what she wanted to know about Harunobu: his food preferences, personal anecdotes, and even his sexual preferences. This was exactly what Shiranui Ran desperately wanted to know, and given that Taira no Sachiko was a woman and Harunobu's wife, it was quite understandable that she would fall for it.

Hirako, while keeping Shiranui Ran occupied, managed to give Harunobu time to teach Hanazawa Nana, Saten Yoko, and Inoue Shibaya a lesson, all the while finishing her job. Unfortunately, the outcome wasn't what the client expected; he only saw a group of petty thieves from out of town.

However, the turtles they bought were of very good quality, and they didn't let Shiranui Ran escape.

Pulling Shiranui Ran through the gates of the Aozorakan, heading straight for the Himshun Dormitory, Hirayukiko hummed a little tune to herself. She knew perfectly well that Shiranui Ran definitely had feelings for her husband, and although Ran was always completely covered up, Hirayukiko was certain she possessed a lewd body worthy of Harunobu.

Therefore, she naturally had to try her best to promote the relationship between Shiranui Ran and Harunobu.

Upon entering the Nikun Dormitory, Hirayuki Sachiko settled Shiranui Ran in the seat next to Harunobu, letting the two of them chat. She then pulled Saten Yoko and Inoue Shibaya away to help prepare lunch. Unlike the lazy dog, these two younger sisters were diligent and always very cooperative with her.

After lunch, the relationship between Shiranui Ran and Hiraharu Shinichi became noticeably closer, and perhaps in a while, she would have another younger sister.

Watching Shiranui Ran "flee" away, Hirako's welcoming smile vanished, and she followed Harunobu's large hand, which was kneading her peach-like bottom, and sat down in Harunobu's lap. Lazy Dog pouted and, like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, also crawled into Harunobu's arms, only to be slapped on the bottom by Harunobu.

Hirako chuckled, nuzzled Harunobu's erect penis, and then stood up to give her seat to the lazy dog ​​who was possessive of his food.

She also had guerrilla work to do in the afternoon, and she needed to check on the sisters who weren't doing guerrilla work today. She really didn't have much time to be intimate with Harunobu, unless, of course, Harunobu asked for it. But she didn't care about the current situation; she preferred the feeling of helping Harunobu.

Just as she enjoyed everything that happened today, resolving the little grudges of Harunobu's sisters, helping Harunobu lure new sisters, and serving Harunobu in every way—this was every day for Hirako, her favorite yet most ordinary day.

Today is no different—hmm?

The sudden tug made Hirako's eyes widen, and she fell into Harunobu's arms.

Qingxin gently patted his beloved daughter's cheek, smoothing out the faint longing in her eyes, and chuckled strangely, "Madam, you don't want anything to happen to your three daughters, do you?"

Hirako glanced at her "three daughters," and a vivid sorrow and pity appeared on her more mature face compared to them. She sighed softly, "Your Majesty~"

Well, today wasn't an ordinary day, at least the ending wasn't ordinary either.

But she still loves him; she will always love Harunobu.

The author says:

Author's note: Tomorrow I will post a preview of the initial ideas for the new book that I've been working on these past few days. If you don't want to waste your money, you don't have to read it.

Finally, Sachiko is so cute~

Side Story: The Possible Beginning of a New Book (5700 words)

Night, the capital of the Immortal Zhou Dynasty.

The spring breeze of early March swept across the night sky, stirring up the whispers of the willows along the canal, scattering the curious clouds peeking out from the sky, and then, with a reserved yet eager air, descended into the midst of a joyous banquet.

The guests, in high spirits and amidst the gentle spring breeze, laughed heartily. The large red lanterns hanging in the courtyard swayed their plump bodies in unison, celebrating the joyous occasion.

Today is the auspicious day of the Wang family's noble daughter's wedding. The Wang family, with three generations of prime ministers and five generations of dukes, has only this one daughter in the current generation, so naturally she is cherished and pampered, and the wedding is the grandest of occasions. Even His Majesty the Emperor, who has sat on the throne for three hundred years, has sent congratulatory gifts and a letter. The rest of the family members naturally come to offer their congratulations.

The distinguished guests went to their high seats inside the hall, each enjoying their own private space. The common people, however, sat around a table in the courtyard, even more...

Chapter 673

It was obvious. So, after three cups, two of which burned the heart, idle gossip naturally began.

"The Wang family's entourage is truly grand. Leaving aside the dowry and the opera troupe, even the wedding ceremony requires the groom to come to the bride's house. It's really..."

"Yes, the Li family has been the military commanders of the Northern Frontier for generations. I didn't expect them to agree to something like this."

"Heh, our Immortal Zhou hasn't fought a war in two hundred years. What's the difference between a general and a common soldier?"

"You're wrong about that. Although the four barbarian tribes haven't invaded our borders for a long time, thirty years ago, didn't they still rely on..."

Amid the arguing, one person laughed and said, "You're so indignant today, but where were you when the Li family wanted to break off the engagement five years ago?"

Those who were just shouting about demons invading the territory immediately fell silent, trying to change the subject: "If you're talking about this, why don't you mention that young man Qin?"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. I was just looking for a companion for Miss! Now that Miss has recovered and even formed her Golden Core, it's only natural that I should..."

"You ungrateful wretch, has Brother Qin ever treated you badly, you old geezer..."

"You're quite the flatterer, Brother Qin. You'll probably become Young Master Li's ghost tomorrow—"

As the noise grew louder, the others at the table quickly restrained the two drunken fools who dared to say anything, lest they get splattered with blood.

Sure enough, just as they finished silencing the two idiots, a cold snort rang in their ears. A graceful woman dressed in emerald green brocade, her hair styled in a cloud-like bun, had somehow appeared at their table and was coldly watching the two fools who had just been arguing. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then one of them recognized the newcomer, inwardly groaning in despair.

This is the personal maid of the eldest daughter of the Wang family. It is said that they are as close as sisters. She may even become the concubine of the young master of the Li family in the future. They are not people they can afford to offend.

He quickly forced a fawning smile: "Miss Wang..."

Wang Yushuang frowned and interrupted the pleaders: "Throw these two gossipy idiots out of here, and don't let them set foot in the Wang residence again."

They were feasting at someone else's wedding banquet while gossiping about the host family behind their backs—this punishment was already exceptionally lenient. The pleader dared not say anything more and could only chuckle awkwardly as he and his companions dragged the two drunken idiots away.

Once everyone at the table had left, Wang Yushuang slightly relaxed the frostiness on her face, stepped into the small courtyard separated only by a wall, and closed the gate. Then, her face, which had just seemed to be dripping with frost, immediately blossomed into a sweet and charming smile as she carefully composed herself.

The tight-fitting emerald green brocade robe loosened slightly, instantly easing the discomfort in her chest. However, this caused some trouble for the slender kingfisher depicted on the robe, forcing it to widen its eyes and transform into a chubby parrot. While comical, this also accentuated the woman's youthful charm.

The woman looked down, but couldn't see her target. Frustrated, she pressed her actually flat stomach, worrying about her weight. Her plump thighs rubbed against each other slightly; she finally decided to loosen her belt slightly. Her large, round breasts took a deep breath, catching her breath.

There was only one side room in the courtyard, and the dim candlelight flickered inside, casting a tall figure on the white paper curtain. When Wang Yushuang saw this figure, a mischievous thought arose in her heart, but she used her internal energy to suppress her voice, and with light steps, she quietly came to the door and pushed it open.

Inside the room, a man was intently packing his clothes. The flickering candlelight cast shadows on his thin blue robe, making him appear somewhat frail and slender, but Wang Yushuang knew very well how strong and powerful his body was beneath, especially when doing those shameful things…

"Who?"

The man in the room suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door. The candlelight flickered in the wind stirred by his sharp movements, falling on his face. His handsome features perfectly matched the description of sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. In his sharp turn of the head, his slightly pursed thin lips exuded a resolute air, somewhat contradicting his naturally gentle temperament, but making him even more captivating.

Wang Yushuang was so engrossed in watching that she only snapped out of her daze when the man stood in front of her. She gently leaned into his arms and said, "Qin Xin~ I told you I'd help you get ready..."

Before she could finish speaking, a long, slender finger pressed down on Wang Yushuang's red lips. The man gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Are you still called Qin Xin?"

Wang Yushuang blushed, glanced around, then leaned close to Qin Xin's ear, her voice soft and alluring: "My~husband~"

Qin Xin smiled broadly, tightening his grip on the beauty's arm, but then said, "That's not right."

Wang Yushuang frowned in distress: "What's wrong?"

"Wrong is wrong." Qin Xin said seriously, "My dear wife, please think about it again?"

In their intimate embrace, Qin Xin could clearly feel the texture of Wang Yushuang's full, snowy breasts. Even though it wasn't the first time, he still felt something. And upon feeling that burning, massive member, Wang Yushuang finally understood, blushing and whispering, "My...my...husband..."

!

Qin Xin swore that he only wanted his wife to call him "good husband".