Female Swordsman Training Dojo

After a hearty meal, Qingxin returned to his room. He had just lain down when the door was pushed open.

Harunobu glanced up at the enormous headlights, then lay back down: "Sachiko? You must be very tired today, why don't you go and rest?"

Amu Hosho closed the door and walked to the bedside.

"Teacher training college? That'll get you points deducted!"

In the darkness, Amu Hojo's face was faintly visible, with her bright red lips being the most prominent feature.

Harunobu stiffened for a moment, but quickly relaxed and reached out to grab Hosho Amu's right hand, which was placed on his chest. Her fair palms, calloused from diligent sword practice, were rough from the sword, but Harunobu didn't find them uncomfortable to touch; on the contrary, he found them quite pleasant.

Aren't you spending time with your family today?

As Harunobu spoke, he pulled Hosho Amu into his arms. Her light wooden clogs fell to the ground with a thud, and her plain white tabi socks swayed gently by the bedside.

“My family’s New Year’s Eve dinner is a little earlier than usual this year, and…” Amu Hosho rolled over and pressed down on Harunobu, her full breasts flattened by Harunobu’s firm chest, making her breathing rhythm change.

"Besides, isn't today's teacher training session tiring? I have to share the burden with my sister."

"I think someone's just getting horny." Hirako's voice came from behind the door. She had changed into a light-colored kimono, tied her hair up, revealing her delicate neck, and entered the room, locking the door behind her.

"Ah..." Amu Hosho blushed and looked up. "Master, don't force yourself tonight, okay?"

"Move aside, it's not your turn yet." Hirako walked to the bedside with a clatter. Her form-fitting kimono accentuated her stunning figure, highlighting her high breasts, long legs, and wide hips. Just standing there, Harunobu's eyes went blank.

Amu Hosho pinched Harunobu somewhat angrily, then met Yukiko Hira's teasing gaze and retorted, "I already gave it to you last night, sister. It's not really appropriate to monopolize it like this again today, is it?"

“I’ll let you know when it’s your turn,” Hirako said, sitting down on the bed. Her kimono stretched taut with her movement, perfectly outlining her alluring curves.

Qingxin couldn't hold back any longer and pulled them both into his arms: "Neither of you are getting away today."

Outside the door, the kitten, who was a step too late to settle the little ones, took out a lock pick.

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Author's note: Ugh, the ending of the first volume seems to have dragged on a bit, so I'll just do a big update today and get straight to the end!

Chapter 113: A New Day

The morning sunlight shone through the blurry glass, enveloping the messy bed like a fine veil. The somewhat dazzling light awakened the wary Qingxin, who slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view were two delicate, heart-shaped white peach petals, rising and falling slightly with his breath, the peach slits opening and closing gently, making Qingxin feel a little thirsty.

"Well?"

The kitten, who had been hit by a stick in her sleep, rolled over and fell from her thick paw pad onto another, softer one. The two large, ergonomically designed paws instantly woke her up.

Last night's memories came crashing down like a storm, making the kitten's face turn bright red. She instinctively tried to get up, but as soon as she exerted any effort, a sharp pain in her lower body caused her to fall back onto Qingxin.

The smooth, cool body melted instantly upon contact with the scalding heat, like a pool of autumn water, quenching Qingxin's parched energy.

"Good morning." Qingxin pinched the kitten's flushed cheeks, intending to tease her a bit. After all, it was rare to see her so shy, so he had to see her more often.

But a hand interrupted his wicked pleasure. A fair and muscular arm reached out from under the covers and hooked around Qingxin's neck. Then a cool breeze blew by, the air movement caused by the movement of a massive mass.

The immense weight pressed down on Harunobu's chest, even pressing against his lower lip.

Good morning, my husband~

Amu Hosho looked down at Harunobu with a smirk on her face, exuding confidence and energy—a stark contrast to her usual humility and modesty—leaving Harunobu momentarily dazzled.

However, Amu Hosho's triumph didn't last long. A longer and stronger arm reached out from Harunobu's other side and gently poked the spot below her navel through the blanket.

"Alas--"

Just moments ago, Amu Hosho was full of confidence and high spirits, but suddenly she fell onto the bed with a cry of pain, though she still couldn't resist giving Harunobu a resentful look.

"Husband." Hirako sat up from the covers, crossing her arms over her chest, making her full breasts appear even more plump. Her fair skin, still bearing the marks of red handprints and lipstick, trembled slightly in the cool morning air.

Good morning! What would you like to have for breakfast today?

Harunoshi blinked, and the events of last night finally came back to his mind.

It started with a physiology and hygiene education class.

Next, the class representative gave a demonstration, covering oral hygiene, chest hygiene, and intimate hygiene.

Then came the duo internship, which included the Battle of Sifeng Mountain, Hamburger Jenga, and Double Dragons Spitting Pearls.

get out of class should have ended here, but the break was supposed to continue.

Chapter 118

The fake student forced his way into the classroom. As the teacher, Harunobu could not ignore such a diligent student, even if the student did not meet all the requirements of the course.

No, that's exactly right, which is why Harunobu needs to educate her even more.

So Qingxin personally took to the horse and, after a series of eloquent and engaging teachings, the new student was immediately impressed by his insightful and exquisite skills, and even intended to strive for perfection. However, at this time, the other two students disagreed and rallied their spirits, thus forming a three-way standoff, vying for control of the Central Plains.

Finally, the course came to a successful conclusion, and the excited students and disciples chose to sleep side by side, fully demonstrating the deep bond between them as teachers and students...

Okay, Harunobu gave an awkward smile: "Good morning, Sachiko."

"Good morning," Hirako said calmly, looking at Harunobu. "So, what would you like for breakfast, Teacher's College?"

They really did have a tiff, but it makes sense... last night went a little too far. Three-player Dou Dizhu and four-player Mahjong are quite strenuous even for someone with his past life memories. Let alone for the conservative women of the Taisho era. It's only because they all spoiled him that Harunobu wouldn't have become the big-headed son of Little Head Dad if they had said no.

"I'm sorry, Sachiko." Grabbing Sachiko's hand, Harunobu pulled her into his arms. She let out a soft moan, struggled symbolically for a moment, but still leaned against Harunobu. It wasn't just the two new students who had been severely disciplined by Harunobu last night; the class representative, who had participated throughout, was the one who had expended the most energy. Even though she and Harunobu had a very good understanding, her physical abilities were still far inferior.

Yukiko leaned against Harunobu and sighed softly, "You're not apologizing to me, Teacher, but to Amu and Koneko, right? Last night was their first time, and it turned out like this..."

Hearing Hirako's slightly heavy voice, Harunobu looked at Hojo Amu and the kitten. The kitten, who had already climbed onto him again, rubbed against his chest but didn't say anything. Hojo Amu looked at Harunobu, her confident smile returning to her face, but a hint of regret was still visible.

Harunoku scratched his head and honestly said, "Sorry."

The kitten shook its head with a grin: "No, after all, it was my own choice to join, so it's not my fault... um, husband, why don't you come on top of me?"

Even though she had deliberately changed her words, a tempting blush still appeared on the kitten's face, like a sweet red apple in the simplest terms.

At this moment, Amu Hosho spoke up quietly, "Besides, if we don't do this, who knows when our onee-sama will think of giving us a sip of soup?"

Hirako lay contentedly in Harunobu's arms: "I thought we had reached an agreement that only the strong could enjoy beauties?"

"As expected." Amu Hosho let out a cold laugh. The atmosphere, which had been so touching and ambiguous just moments before, had suddenly become tense and hostile. Only the cool body of the kitten could warm Harunobu's heart.

However, the philanderer was quickly punished by the joint forces and thrown into a corner of Qingxin's bed, trembling with fear.

“So.” Harunobu grabbed the hands of the two men, and they both turned to face him. Harunobu felt as if his hands were swallowed up into the two softest valleys in the world, and he almost forgot what he wanted to say.

Fortunately, he was determined.

"What are you all thinking?" Harunobu continued, "But now it's impossible for me to give up any of you. I'm willing to do anything else."

All three stared at Qingxin, their gazes containing complex and different meanings, making Qingxin somewhat apprehensive, fearing that the three would throw out a potentially fatal question like "Who do you love the most?"

But what Harunobu heard was not this question, but a gentle hand: "Then, Shifan, please stop worrying and relax."

Hirako stroked Harunobu's head, her eyes slightly closed, as if she were coaxing a child.

“Lately, you’ve been sighing more often than you’ve looked at me, even though we just won a big prize.” Amu Hosho hugged Harunobu’s hand, her clear eyes reflecting his face. “Is there some trouble you can’t tell us?”

“Don’t forget we’re partners, Shi Fan.” The kitten climbed back onto Qingxin, sat on his lower abdomen, and put its hands on its hips. “Just tell me if you need anything.”

"You guys..." Qingxin was touched by the scene, but also amused. Finally, he shook his head. "Are you idiots? The only thing that can bother me is your relationship. Nothing else can stop me!"

"Even the Demon Dragon Society can't do that?"

"Of course not! In fact..."

"Hi, good morning, Teacher's College! Inspector Tanaka is here to see you. He says some special permit has been approved—uh, I didn't see anything!"

"Remember to knock next time, you little brat!"

Watching Hanazawa Nana sprint to the other end of the corridor, Harunobu roared, then sat up. "Well then, let's go see what I've been busy with lately. It seems I've actually sighed a few times because of this—this disciple is particularly skilled with swords."

"Yes, teachers' college."

The sun shines warmly outside the window, and the swallows chirp softly inside. The new year has arrived.

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Author's Note: Writing a serious, erotic story would be too wordy, and it seems my erotic writing isn't very good... I'm not sure if this style will work, so please give me your feedback. If you still prefer something more detailed, then I'll continue writing in that direction for future erotic stories.

Chapter 114: Special Swordsmanship Authority

When Harunobu arrived at the living room, Tanaka Yu was drinking tea. The two who had rushed over early in the morning, No-Brain and Unhappy, were sitting primly on the other side, looking quite respectable. It would have been even better if the two of them dared to look Harunobu in the eye.

"Good morning, Inspector Tanaka."

Harunobu sat down opposite Tanaka Yu, shooing the clueless and grumpy aside.

Tanaka Yu rolled his eyes, took a stack of documents out of his briefcase and pushed them in front of Harunobu: "You little brat, all you do is mock me, huh? Hurry up and sign this, I'm in a hurry to go back and write my report."

"This is?"

Harunobu picked up the document and began to carefully read through it, taking a while to finish the dozens of pages. By the time he finished, there were already quite a few sweets like daifuku and yokan in front of him, accompanied by Tanaka Yu's strange gaze.

"You kid..."

Harunobu quickly interrupted the spellcasting: "Are these documents really not something you made up, Uncle Tanaka? What do you mean by 'my responsibility covers the entire Asakusa Ward'? Can Sanada Dojo and Hosho Dojo really accept this?"

Tanaka Yu's attention was indeed diverted: "Isn't it because you've been making too much noise lately? Not to mention the previous attack on the sword hunter, you single-handedly took care of that dangerous shrine maiden, and your disciples swept the top three spots in the real sword tournament held at Senso-ji Temple."

"Now do you think the Sanada Dojo and the Hosho Dojo dare to compete with you? Besides, they don't even have the qualifications to be Gokenin (senior members), so what do they have to compete with you?"

Well, it seems that being too flashy has its downsides...

Harunobu shook his head in distress. Even Tanaka Yu couldn't stand his smug look of getting a good deal and then complaining. He tapped the table with his finger and said, "If it weren't for this, the privilege you applied for wouldn't have been approved so quickly. Honestly, why don't you just come and work for our police department?"

"Then I'll politely decline." Harunobu put down the documents, his previously troubled face instantly transforming into a beaming smile—and indeed, he deserved it. As payment for being responsible for the entire Asakusa ward's monster control efforts, he could now distribute swords to each of the disciples of the Aozorakan!

Of course, if these disciples commit any illegal acts as a result, Qingxin will also be punished.

Chapter 119

It's related. And ultimately, it's a permit to carry a sword, not a permit to carry a gun. You can't expect every disciple of the Azure Sky Pavilion to be a swordsman capable of cutting bullets with their sword, can you?

Well... not yet, at least not now.

"Really..." Tanaka Yu picked up his teacup, "And how are you going to deal with the monster problem in the entire Asakusa area? Putting aside Hosho Dojo, Sanada Dojo certainly won't be helping you with your work right now."

“Simple, just have my disciples patrol. They can also help you with the bounty matters while they’re at it.” Harunobu said with a smile, stuffing a piece of daifuku into his mouth. “I already have a general idea, and I’m just waiting for the sword-bearing authority to be issued to ensure the patrol team’s combat effectiveness.”

"That's it? How many disciples do you have? Around thirty, right? And they're all women. Do they even have time for patrols?" Tanaka Yu asked anxiously. Reality left him no room for worry. After all, he and Harunobu were practically in the same boat now. He had only been promoted to patrol chief because of Harunobu. If Harunobu made a mistake in his official duties, he wouldn't be able to advance further; he might even be sent back to being a patrolman.

Moreover, even without considering such issues, Tanaka Yu does not want any monsters to cause trouble; this is his professional ethics and basic qualities as a police officer.

Harunobu waved his hand: "Don't worry, although there are only thirty-two people now, a large number of people will come to replenish them soon. Nuns from Senso-ji Temple and Yakushi-ji Temple, shrine maidens from Inari Shrine, Ame-no-Mikoto Shrine and Takemikazuchi Shrine, and it seems there are also nuns from the Christian Church..."

Harunobu rattled off a list of partners as if reciting a menu. These were all forces that had formed study abroad partnerships with him during the True Sword Trial Tournament, and they were already quite skilled at dealing with yokai. It was because of this that Harunobu had the confidence to handle the yokai problem in the entire Asakusa Ward... no, it should be said that the higher-ups discovered this and thus entrusted the entire Asakusa Ward to Harunobu, since it was, in a sense, a kind of authority.

As mentioned before, as long as Harunobu can uphold the banner of exorcising monsters and avoid making mistakes, the larger the "territory" he has, the greater the benefits he will receive—provided he doesn't make any mistakes.

Tanaka Yu was relieved: "It's great that you're prepared, but are you really not accepting male disciples? Those guys from our guild are all asking me to pull some strings."

"That really won't do. I've already put up the signboard, I can't just take it down myself, can I?" Qingxin shrugged. He didn't want to recruit men to his dojo, even if there was no financial stake. Not to mention that there was actually a financial stake. Right now, no matter how famous Qingxin was, the only dojo he controlled was female disciples, who were uncontested. If he started recruiting male disciples, the other dojos would definitely be uneasy.

For a dojo, competing for students is equivalent to competing for the market, and competing for the market is tantamount to robbing someone of their livelihood. Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents, and Harunobu has no reason to do such a thing.

“Alright, then I’ll head back now.” Tanaka Yu put down his teacup. “Remember to keep these documents safe. Although we have copies on file here, the process of getting replacements is very complicated.”

"I understand." Harunobu handed the documents to Hirako for safekeeping, then called out to Tanaka Yu, who was standing up. "And I have something else to ask you. If my disciples accidentally catch a wanted criminal or a criminal in the act while on patrol, what kind of reward will the police department offer?"

Tanaka Yu was taken aback for a moment, then sat back down with a strange expression: "You..."

"No, for a wanted criminal, the reward will be paid according to the amount of the reward. But for a criminal caught in the act, it's a bit more complicated. We need concrete evidence and witness testimony. Right now, it seems that the reward can only be paid from the criminal's fine... We need to get confirmation from higher-ups for the specifics."

"Is this okay?" Harunobu pinched and kneaded the daifuku, the elastic dough twisting and deforming. "Won't this affect your police force? Your reputation and all that?"

"Therefore, all criminals must be handed over to our police station for processing, and the process cannot violate current laws, such as trespassing." Tanaka Yu said meaningfully, exchanging a glance with Harunobu.

“I understand. My disciples are all honest people and would never do such a thing.” Qingxin laughed. “After all, their main job is to deal with monsters. Other things are just part-time jobs.”

“Yes.” Tanaka Yuya laughed, and the living room was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Hanazawa Nana, who was also eating daifuku, nudged Saten Yoko and whispered, "Yoko, did you understand what Shifan and the others were saying?"

Saten Yoko hesitated for a moment, then said uncertainly, "It seems like we're discussing something like interference in private law?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Amu Hosho and the kitten interrupted the clueless and unhappy guesses in unison, and said righteously, "The teacher is volunteering to maintain the order in Asakusa Ward!"

Ah, yes, yes.