Female Swordsman Training Dojo

“Of course.” Harunobu readily agreed, because Tachibana Yuzu’s talent was very similar to that of a kitten.

Name: Tachibana Yuzu

Gender: Female

Age: 6

Height: 100

Weight: 42

Measurements: —

Talent: Seven Apertures Exquisite (Possesses a seven-aperture exquisite mind, naturally intelligent, quick-witted, basic learning efficiency increased by 30%, spell learning efficiency increased by 100%)

Favorability: Trust

With her exceptionally sharp mind, she gains a 30% bonus to whatever she learns, and since Qingxin can't teach her magic, she can learn anything she wants.

"But it's already very late tonight, good girl, it's time to go to sleep." Qingxin patted Youzi's head again; it was so soft and cute. But after only a few pats, Qingxin felt her clothes being tugged. Turning her head, she saw the kitten looking at her pitifully.

Harunobu looked down at the orange yuzu, then at the kitten, and chuckled as he picked up the silly cat that was even jealous of a young girl, and gave it a good rub.

Yoshi yoshi yoshi yoshi yoshi yoshi yoshi——

The farce ended with Harunobu being kicked.

The kitten, its face rubbed red, buried its head tightly in Qingxin's arms, feeling utterly ashamed.

Thanks to her sacrifice, the atmosphere finally returned to normal. And nothing unexpected happened next; Hirayukiko, along with the Tachibana family mother and daughter, chose a room above Harunobu's house. The room was already furnished and equipped; a little tidying up was all it took.

"Then we'll be going, goodnight." Qingxin opened the door and said goodbye one last time.

"Goodnight, Teacher's College, Teacher's College Representative." Tachibana Nako bowed respectfully in response, and only straightened up after Harunobu and the others left and closed the door. The sudden quiet in the room finally calmed her heart.

"revenge……"

She murmured softly as she sat on the bed. Yuzu ran over and knelt down like a little adult: "Mommy, do you like Teacher's College?"

???

Nako Tachibana was full of questions, but looking at her daughter's innocent face, she thought she was overthinking it: "Does Yuzu like it?"

"I love it!" Yuzu exclaimed. "I wish Teacher's College Student could be Yuzu's dad!"

Naoko Tachibana glanced guiltily toward the door, then pinched her daughter's nose: "Don't say things like that. Shi Fan has a wife."

"Teachers aren't just one wife, and Mom is so beautiful... Ugh, never mind. Really." Covering her little bottom, Tachibana Yuzu pouted and burrowed into the blankets, only to be pulled out again.

"I haven't showered yet!"

Nako Tachibana, carrying her daughter, felt utterly exhausted. Yuzu Tachibana, looking at her clueless daughter…

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Mom is even more exhausted.

However, it seems that the cat sister has already noticed something...

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Author's note: I can't wait to write the part about the filial daughter (not really).

The reason for bringing a filial daughter will be explained later.

In short, please vote for me!

Chapter 133: Entering the Dream

Today, only Hirako is in Harunobu's room. While sex is nice, doing it every day gets a bit too much; most of the time, the girls prefer one-on-one sessions, having Harunobu all to themselves.

The candlelight had long since been extinguished, and Hirako lay on the bed, her fair skin glowing faintly in the warm light of the night. No matter how many times he had seen this scene, Harunobu's gaze remained fixed on it.

"Husband~"

Her alluring whispers, never to be displayed in public, were like a sob, and as she met Harunobu's burning gaze, Hirako shyly yet proudly puffed out her full chest.

The towering snow-capped peaks stand tall and proud, their crimson cherries stretching out, a pink hue spreading across their white skin. It's like ice cream sprinkled with strawberry crumbs.

Harunobu licked his lips and walked to the bedside. His erect penis pressed against Hirako's calf before his hand could reach her. The burning heat made Hirako's long thighs tense, and the babbling of a stream could be heard from the lush grass, accompanied by the scent of spring.

"Husband~"

The same moans, but the sounds were alluring, captivating and seductive, making Harunobu feel as light as three pounds off his bones. Not to mention, while moaning, Hirako's hands were also exploring the dark forest, climbing up the snow-capped peak.

Her slender fingers parted the jade gate, revealing the pink honey path inside, and the precious honey water flowed like a trickle, wetting the lush grass.

Spring is gradually deepening.

Harunobu bent down, his hands climbing up his wife's legs, past her beautifully curved knees, over her plump thighs, and down her slender waist...

Hirako moaned softly, her hands kneading harder and harder. Her snow-white breasts were squeezed together, and the precious fruit in her honeyed path trembled in her jade fingers. But no matter how hard she tried, the emptiness that came with those wandering hands could not be reduced.

Only when that large hand brushed across the rosy vulva and cherry-like opening could the emptiness be temporarily dispelled by the electric-like stimulation.

"Husband~"

With a mournful cry, Hirako's voice trembled slightly as she moved forward involuntarily, trying to capture the giant dragon right in front of her.

Suddenly, Harunobu grabbed Hirako's shoulder and pulled her up from the bed.

Her plump buttocks pressed against the bedding, her beautiful waistline rising all the way up until it was gradually overshadowed by her firm, snow-white breasts, which swayed as she suddenly sat up.

Harunobu licked his lips and thrust his hips forward. The dragon's massive jaws bit into the cherry, dripping milky saliva.

Hirako pulled her right hand out from under her body, gave Harunobu a resentful look, and then skillfully grasped the dragon's thick body, leading it between the two snow-capped peaks.

The clear honey water that clung to her hands acted as a lubricant, allowing the dragon to easily disappear into the canyon.

Hirako slightly raised her hips, pressed her hands against the pinkish-red peaks, and pushed them down.

The soft mountain range pressed down entirely on the dragon's body. The full mass, the soft touch—Harunobu couldn't help but arch his back.

The dragon began to raise its head and puff out its chest.

Even the massive snow-capped peaks could not completely stop its invasion. The dragon's head would occasionally break through the encirclement, bite Hirako's red lips, and leave behind drops of saliva.

Not to be outdone, Hirako opened her red lips and let her thick saliva drip down, soaking her pink breasts and dragon. Then, seizing the opportunity, she swallowed the dragon's head in one gulp.

The scorching, hard dragon head almost burned her mouth, but her nimble tongue seized the opportunity and slipped directly into the crevice at the top of the dragon head.

"Gurgle...sizzle...uh..."

The sounds of fierce battle continued to ring out, and at the same time, Hirako did not forget to continue pushing the snow peak, crushing the dragon's body from top to bottom.

Two large white balls of flesh, under her vigorous kneading, completely covered every part of Qingxin's dragon. The soft yet strong feeling made Qingxin's dragon tremble involuntarily.

Hirako raised her eyes, a mischievous glint in her gentle gaze. She suddenly released the already weakening dragon, playfully circling its tongue. She reluctantly licked away the drool.

Qingxin raised an eyebrow, pinched that playful pink tongue, and gently caressed it.

Hirako pointed resentfully at the dragon, reclaimed her tongue, and said softly, "Master, are you satisfied with Nako's service?"

Her voice was gentle and virtuous, with a touch of naturalness, and it even resembled Tachibana Nako's voice by about 50%.

Harunobu's massive member suddenly straightened, pressing against Hirayukiko's face. Hirayukiko looked at Harunobu with increasingly resentful eyes, as if to say, "Just as I expected."

But she still lowered her head, took the dragon into her mouth, and began to swallow and spit it out.

"Teacher's College... *slurp*... Nai-ko's breasts... are they... more comfortable than your wife's... *slurp*... *ah*?"

Harunobu was held firmly in place, only able to move in rhythm with Hirako's seductive voice.

Then, it erupted completely.

"Cough cough... gulp..." Hirayukiko raised her head and obediently opened her mouth towards Harunobu, revealing the cloudy white viscous substance in her pink oral cavity.

Then she closed her red lips again, her swan-like neck swayed slightly, and when she opened her red lips again, only a few strands of transparent silk remained.

The dragon, which had just exhaled its breath, felt a tremor again.

Hirako looked at Harunobu with a resentful gaze, but her tone was very gentle: "Teacher, how did Nako do?"

Harunobu forcefully lifted Hirako's waist with both hands, pulling the female demon, whose eyes were filled with sorrow and who looked like she was about to turn into a monster, into his arms.

His firm chest and soft white breasts pressed together, and Harunobu rested his head on Sachiko's shoulder, whispering softly against her pink earlobe.

"But what if I still prefer Sachiko?"

The hot breath blew on my earlobes, turning them a visible fiery red.

Hirako snuggled happily into Harunobu's arms, still humming and acting like Tachibana Nako: "But the teacher was even harder just now, wasn't he?"

Harunobu grabbed her small hand that was reaching for the dragon and whispered in her ear, "That's because some idiot acted too well... um."

Harunobu took Hirako's earlobe into his mouth, and the delicate, sensitive flesh was wantonly played with by his rough tongue, causing the stubborn beauty to instantly go limp.

Harunobu released her hand and plunged his fingers into her already overflowing honeyed path. Hirako, whose sensitive spots were being wantonly played with, couldn't even tense her body and could only let Harunobu do as he pleased.

gurgle...gurgle...

Thick, sticky honey-like liquid gushed out under Harunobu's fingers, dripping onto the dragon and reviving it once more. Harunobu spat out the earlobe, now covered in teeth marks, grasped Hirako's waist, and whispered, "Disguising yourself as someone else and deceiving the teacher's class is punishable, you know."

As they whispered, the dragon pressed against the jade gate, and the honeyed path behind the thick, full jade gate sensed the heat and began to writhe eagerly.

Hirako lay softly in Harunobu's arms, her pretty face flushed, yet she still stubbornly insisted: "Nako didn't... Waaah~"

The dragon broke through the jade gate, the hot and hard object opening up the moist honey path, slowly moving forward. The tingling sensation instantly replaced the emptiness, making Hirako sigh with satisfaction.

Qingxin cradled her plump, soft peach with one hand and held her waist with the other: "Aren't you going to admit your mistake?"

A deep voice sounded in Hirako's ear, and she stubbornly licked the grape on Harunobu's chest: "Nako-chan... ah!"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness interrupted Hirako's stubbornness, and Harunobu grabbed her hands.

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He lifted her high with his waist. This childlike state made Hirako feel extremely ashamed, and her honeyed passage tightened even more, the wet and hot flesh tightly gripping the dragon's body.

Harunobu licked the cherry in his mouth, his lifting motion sending the two snowy peaks directly into his mouth, allowing him to savor the soft and delicious strawberry daifuku. He skillfully teased the erect cherries while slowly beginning to thrust.

Gravity pressed down on Hirako, and with each withdrawal, her body yearned to reach deeper, each thrust penetrating even further. After several rounds like this, Hirako finally remembered her two long, beautiful legs, which instantly clamped around Harunobu's waist, locking the dragon even tighter.

Hirako buried her head between Harunobu's large breasts in utter shame, only to meet his smiling eyes. Without a word, Hirako understood the meaning behind his smile.

"Are you still pretending or not?"

Extremely ashamed, Hirako suddenly felt a surge of malice and bit Harunobu's ear, saying in a mix of anger and coquettishness, "Nako is just more comfortable than Sachiko~"

Harunobu raised an eyebrow, then suddenly thrust upwards again. Hirako felt a surge of pleasure wash over her, and her legs, which had been tightly gripping Harunobu's, involuntarily relaxed. Just as she was feeling blissfully ecstatic, a sharp pain brought her back to reality.

Snapped!

Qingxin forcefully patted the delicate and plump peach-like petals, and as the flesh rippled, the honeyed passage tightened once again.

"Ah~" Hirako squeezed her legs together and screamed. The stinging, numb, and full sensations made her heart pound as if it were about to burst out of her chest. Her eyes quickly filled with tears, as if she wanted to devour Harunobu whole, bone and all.

"Still unrepentant." Harunobu said sternly, tossing Hirako slightly upwards with both hands, causing the dragon to retreat most of its length. Then, the instant gravity recaptured Hirako, he slapped her twice more.

Pa~pa~

Hirako's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and she leaned forward, putting all her weight on Harunobu. But even so, she couldn't prevent the dragon from using gravity to break through to a deeper level, directly penetrating the flower chamber deep within that honeyed path.

Although it wasn't his first time here, the thrilling scene and the words that Hirako kept muttering to herself made Harunobu tense up.

"Teacher's College~ No~ Mmm~"

"Teacher's College~ I was wrong~ Please don't hit me~ Ha, it's so deep... Ah~"

Such an unruly disciple must be dealt with severely.

Harunobu grabbed Hirako's buttocks, his breathing becoming loud. His large hands deformed the elastic flesh of her buttocks, the flesh even spilling out between his fingers. Then his hands began to swing up and down, as if manipulating an object, a cup, rapidly swaying his wife's ample breasts and buttocks that were hanging on him.

"Ah—no—too fast—Master—husband…no…ah! Ahhhh!"

In an instant, Hirako was overwhelmed by pleasure. The full, swift, typhoon-like, tsunami-like impact made her completely forget the slight taste of the previous bite, and she was utterly immersed in the majesty of the dragon.

As the climax approached, she instinctively tightened her grip on Qingxin's waist, and the tide gushed from her honeyed path, crashing against the still-persistent dragon.

Harunobu then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I love you, Sachiko~ I love you the most."

Having just recovered from the intense climax, Hirako's legs, already strained with all their might, suddenly tightened even more upon hearing this, as if trying to break Harunobu's waist. An even greater pleasure surged not only through her sensitive body but also through her mind and spirit.