Female Swordsman Training Dojo

The bad news is that even ordinary-level monsters, though brainless, still possess instincts comparable to wild beasts and can use tools.

No, that's not right.

Qingxin shook his head; he had more good news!

Suzuki Doichi's strength should be weaker than that of an ordinary monster, yet that kick didn't even break his bones. He's practically a weakling of the lowest rank.

As long as we can find a way to break through those unreasonable scales, killing him will be no different from killing a chicken.

How do we break through that defense?

This is where cheat codes come in, right? Whether it's a novel or a storybook, it's always like this!

System! Draw it for me!

Whether it's advanced swordsmanship or any other tool, bring it on!

[Draw complete. Obtained R-rank swordsmanship: Flying Heaven Sword Style - Unrestricted Transmission]

"..."

A flood of information rushed into Qingxin's mind, but he had no time to care about it at the moment. All he could think of was "wdnmd!"

I've certainly heard of Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu Harunobu, and he is indeed very powerful, but the problem is that it depends on the opponent!

Facing a monster that looks like it's wearing a full suit of plate armor, you could try to break through its defenses with a single blow using your Fang Thrusting combined with the powerful physique granted by Thunder Breathing. Otherwise, even if you use the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash with this broken sword, it will only achieve the effect of the Dog-Headed Dragon Flash!

You're willing to risk your life and your heart, to get gua sha treatment until dawn, huh?

Despite inwardly cursing, Qingxin did not give up. Although the system had failed him, there was never just one formula for victory.

Concentrate, breathe.

Harunobu once again assumed the Thunderclap stance, ignoring the fact that although his side waist wasn't broken, the bone was definitely cracked. The intense pain was tearing at his nerves, but it didn't affect his stance.

His knife couldn't cut through Suzuki Doichi's scales, but judging from the effects of his previous attacks, the scales couldn't negate the impact.

Similarly, judging from Suzuki Michiichi's attack just now, his actual physical abilities are only at the bottom level of ordinary-level monsters.

In other words, as long as the impact is strong enough, it can make his non-existent brain appear as a paste inside his ugly skull!

Even monsters can suffer concussions.

boom!

Harunobu shot out again, while Suzuki Michiichi roared and swung the iron bar behind him.

Perhaps it was because he had regained some of his senses after getting his hands on a familiar weapon, or perhaps it was simply because his instincts were too sharp, but in any case, having only seen Harunobu use Thunderclap Flash once, he caught Harunobu's combo trajectory and made the right choice.

Although his speed is definitely not as fast as the first Thunderclap Flash, he can intercept Harunobu's second one first!

—If Harunobu continues to use Thunderclap Flash for combos.

Letting the katana, already at its limit, shatter on Suzuki Michiichi's hard skull, Harunobu instantly pulled out his wakizashi and took a deep breath.

Thunder Breathing, Third Form: Gathering Mosquitoes into Thunder!

In an instant, several Harunobu seemed to appear around Suzuki Michiichi, and the wakizashi in each Harunobu's hand landed on Suzuki Michiichi's hard skull. The airflow generated by the swift speed buzzed, like a large swarm of mosquitoes happily hunting. This huge number of mosquitoes eventually condensed into a huge thunderclap.

Of course, a samurai who can only afford a 30-yen katana wouldn't have a good wakizashi either; in fact, it would just be an ordinary one costing 25 yen.

So soon the wakizashi followed in the footsteps of the katana, but—thanks to the gifts of nature—Harunobu still had an iron rod.

A few minutes later, exhausted Harunobu slumped to the ground and poked Suzuki Michiichi next to him with the iron rod whose head was bent. The latter twitched once and then fell completely still.

"Ha ha……"

Harunobu gasped for breath, "Alright, although it cost an extra fifty-five yen, it also eliminated one exorcism quota, so it's practically a hundred yen in total. It's not a complete loss—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Suzuki Michiichi's hideous corpse shrink rapidly like a punctured balloon, eventually turning back into that hideous short man.

"..."

"Damn it!!!"

Chapter Eleven: Bounty and Gifts

"Ouch—that hurts!"

Harunobu clutched his aching lower back and slowly stood up. As the fervor and focus of the battle subsided, the cracked bones began to show their presence, making Harunobu look somewhat distressed.

It's not that it can't be cured; even a regular hospital can treat this level of injury, but it requires a long recovery period. As the saying goes, "It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone."

However, Harunobu doesn't have that much time right now, so he can only go to an unusual hospital—to a shrine to have shrine maidens use magic to heal him. This will be much faster, both in terms of recovery speed and the speed at which his wallet empties.

Before that, Harunobu had to drag Suzuki Michiichi's body back. Although a head would have been fine, Harunobu looked at Suzuki Michiichi's body, which had no external injuries, and thought he could try to argue his case to see if he could get more bounty.

With great difficulty, Harunobu dragged Suzuki Michiichi's body onto his shoulder and walked back the way he came, gasping for breath.

After he left, a figure emerged from a hidden corner and approached Suzuki Michiichi's subordinate, who was still unconscious.

The soft moonlight moved just in time to illuminate the figure, which was none other than the 16-year-old Eta girl, Neko.

She looked at the two people on the ground, then at the direction Qingxin had left in, her eyes filled with disbelief.

From her perspective, Harunobu first defeated three people with a single blow, and then easily dealt with an elite-level yokai disguised as a human in just a few minutes, and was only hit once from beginning to end!

This guy, although he's a freak, seems to be really capable.

While scavenging the two people on the ground, the kitten thought to itself, "Maybe I should really try to become their apprentice?"

No, no!

That's precisely why you shouldn't become his apprentice!

How could someone as powerful as him possibly take Eta as his apprentice?! He definitely has some twisted motive!

With practiced ease, the kitten stripped the two unfortunate men down to their underwear and then disappeared back into the shadows, determined to stay far away from that perverted samurai.

But in any case, it's impossible for Eta and the samurai to have any sustained contact... right?

……

"Ouch... my back!"

At the intersection of Aozorakan Road, although it was close to ten o'clock, Tanaka Yu was still there. He was the only one there, while the other two patrolmen on night duty were patrolling outside.

As for his reason for working overtime without pay, it was of course to wait for Qingxin. But looking at Qingxin, who was now slumped in the chair opposite him, wailing and complaining loudly, he felt like a complete idiot.

"Stop howling. Even if you keep howling, we won't pay you for being captured alive. Otherwise, if you hand over to us alive, we'll only be able to produce a corpse. In that case, your merit will turn into a mistake."

"cut……"

Qingxin's expression changed instantly, and he immediately adopted a different tone. "You're really heartless. This guy was scared to death because he's a coward, is it my fault?"

No matter how you look at it, Suzuki Michiichi's corpse is clearly a human corpse, and there were no witnesses to the battle, so Harunobu simply stopped talking about yokai to avoid being mistaken for a mentally ill person.

“It’s not your fault, but I can’t pay you the bounty for capturing him alive. Here, you idiot.” Tanaka Yu moved a form and a stack of banknotes in front of Harunobu, who glanced at him silently, thinking that Tanaka Yu was mocking him, but the Japanese idiot didn’t mean it that way.

After counting the 250 yuan reward and confirming that everything was correct, Qingxin put it into her wallet. Then she looked down at the form again. The first line she looked up at was "Application for Duty Reimbursement". After looking down, Qingxin finally felt a little better.

In short, his two swords won't have been sacrificed in vain; he can get reimbursed by the garrison... But how should he fill in the reason?

Chopping off someone's head is a bit too far-fetched... Let's just say it was broken off by an iron bar.

After quickly filling out the form and signing her name, Qingxin asked, "When will the reimbursement be processed?"

"Within a week," Tanaka Yu replied without looking up, filling in the gaps in Harunobu's reply. "Also, don't expect a full refund; you know what the big shots up there are like."

Harunobu pressed his waist and grimaced, "I understand, I'll make up for whatever I can... I'll go to the shrine first, remember to keep an eye out for high-value bounties for me."

Although I lost a bit this time, I still made a profit in the end. And you can't expect all wanted criminals to be monsters, so being a bounty hunter is still a viable job.

"Okay." Tanaka Yu looked up. "Do you want me to take you there?"

"Forget it, you're not a beauty."

"You brat... remember to give my regards to the shrine maiden Kujo."

Amid Tanaka Yu's laughter and curses, Harunobu, clutching his waist, left Koban and slowly shuffled along the road until he reached Asakusa Inari Shrine, which was just across the street.

Although it is not the headquarters of Fushimi Inari Taisha, which is the headquarters of all Inari shrines, as a shrine that has been able to operate for a long time in Asakusa, a region where Buddhism is flourishing, the priests and shrine maidens here are not only truly skilled, but also extremely capable. In the past, if the old abbot was injured while exorcising monsters, he would usually choose to come here to heal.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the Asakusa Inari Shrine offering discounts to local residents.

A dozen minutes later, with his bones completely healed and feeling as if he had been reborn, Harunobu walked out of the shrine: "The Kujo Shrine Maiden's magic is as powerful as ever... Well, it's time to go home."

It's getting late, and Hirako should have already left work. He needs to make up for the 1,000 study points he spent today. Those points were originally intended for building gym facilities. If he had known that the head-banging tactic was so effective, he wouldn't have used it.

But there's no point in thinking about that now. I should think about how to teach Hirako later... Hmm?

Harunobu's gaze was suddenly drawn to a shop by the roadside. At this hour, there was still a shop with its lights on and its doors open?

"The secret of the Victorian family?" Qingxin's heart stirred slightly as she looked around. The street was quiet and deserted, with only a few lanterns swaying in the wind, casting a faint white or red light.

"Let me see what this is..."

Some time later, Harunobu returned to Aozorakan carrying a paper bag. Surprisingly, Hirako had not returned yet. Logically, she should have finished get off work at 10 p.m. and be home by now.

Alright, let's get something to eat first. Although we spent the whole day eating and shopping, Harunobu was really starving after that fight with Suzuki Michiichi.

"Just make some stir-fries, I think there should be some radish and pork, and also some miso soup and a poached egg..." Harunobu put the paper bag down and went into the kitchen.

However, just as he finished taking out and preparing all the ingredients, he heard the sound of the hall door opening, as well as the familiar footsteps.

"Good evening, Shifan." Hirako appeared at the kitchen door looking exhausted. "Please let me do it."

Qingxin shook his head: "Forget it, I'll do it today. You should go and rest first. You still need to continue practicing your swordsmanship afterwards."

Hirako, who had initially wanted to try, nodded upon hearing the last sentence: "Yes, teacher's college."

"Oh, right, the paper bag outside contains a gift for you, consider it a celebration of you becoming my disciple..." Harunobu originally wanted to add, "Remember to let me see how you look in it," but felt it was too embarrassing and didn't say it.

There's always a chance.

Harunobu picked up the cleaver and began to process the pork, while Hirako opened the paper bag. Her tired face instantly brightened up as she looked at the fabric inside, her cheeks flushed.

"Teacher's College, you..."

Hirako instinctively wanted to ask Harunobu how he knew her size, but before she could even get started, she remembered the accident from last night, and her face turned even redder.

Even though she knew no one was around, Hirako still looked around nervously before grabbing the paper bag and hurriedly going back to her room.

A few minutes later, the room was filled with the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together, and soft, shy, and joyful cries.

Chapter Twelve: Sword Practice in the Dead of Night (3K5)

After some time, Harunobu and Hirako, having finished what could be considered a late-night snack, arrived at the main dojo. Although it was already past eleven o'clock, Hirako, who normally had to go to work at six o'clock the next day, should have been asleep, but she insisted on practicing swordsmanship for a while longer, and Harunobu naturally had no objection.

In the spacious main dojo, Hirako, dressed in a kendo uniform, held a wooden sword and maintained a standard middle stance. Her long, glossy black hair was tied up with a simple hair tie, turning into a lively ponytail, exposing her elegant, swan-like white neck to Harunobu's eyes.

Her stunning figure, as always, stretched her loose-fitting kendo uniform to a fuller shape, and even seemed to have become more upright... In other words...

Harunobu recalled the lingerie he had bought under the instigation of unscrupulous British merchants—black lace, white frills… And the more he thought about it, the more he imagined those clothes on Hirako's body. He suddenly felt like his injuries hadn't healed yet; otherwise, why would he feel like he was about to have a nosebleed…

He must have suffered internal injuries from being kicked!

Taking a deep breath and clearing his mind, Harunobu assumed the Thunderclap Flash stance and began his lesson earnestly: "Today I'll teach you Thunder Breathing - First Form - Thunderclap Flash. Watch my posture carefully and don't forget to breathe."

Following Harunobu's example, Hirako stepped forward with her right foot, bending it slightly, and then placed her left foot back with only the ball of her foot touching the ground. The already tight fabric was immediately exposed, revealing her smooth ankle, taut arch, and round, pink toes like pearls.

Hirako then leaned her upper body forward, her two ample breasts standing proudly with the help of the new equipment. However, as they came into contact with her thighs, one rounded side inevitably came under pressure, and the center gradually sank in. The two sides became even fuller, showing amazing softness, especially compared to the other side, which was still standing proudly.

Then, Hirako lifted her lower body backward, putting all her strength into her left foot that was pressing back. Her plump, large buttocks were raised high, and her kendo hakama, which was under too much weight, was stretched taut and became somewhat thin. Not only was the amazing curve of her hips fully revealed, but it also vaguely revealed a hint of the scenery inside.

black……

Unconsciously and involuntarily, Harunobu circled behind Hirako. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his turbulent emotions. However, the fragrant orchid almost caused him to break his Thunder Breathing technique, which he had been maintaining!

“Um…” Hirako’s voice suddenly rang out. Harunobu’s burning gaze could not be ignored by the person involved, so her voice carried a hint of shyness that both of them could detect, “Teacher, is this alright?”

Harunobu pinched his uncooperative nose and carefully examined Hirako's posture, immediately spotting several mistakes: "Move your left foot back a little more, keep all your strength focused on this one point, and don't bend your waist like that. You can't generalize about everyone's body; everyone is different. Follow your breathing to find the most suitable way to exert force..."

Once he entered a real teaching state, Harunobu gradually became immune to Taira Yukiko's irresistible charm. And as expected of an SR, Harunobu's simple pointers were enough to make Taira Yukiko naturally adjust to her optimal state.

"Very good! That's it. Then aim at that wooden figure and choose the part you want to cut..."

Hirako's slender waist bent like a bow. With a gentle push on the hilt of her wooden sword with her left hand, she simultaneously tightened her grip on her right hand, unleashing a burst of speed as she flew to the wooden dummy five meters away. Her upper body stretched out like a swan spreading its wings, and the wooden sword in her hand struck the dummy's neck, knocking it to the ground.

Steady! Accurate! Ruthless!