Female Swordsman Training Dojo

The mere existence of the two enormous fruits, exuding immense mass, pressed down on Harunobu's consciousness as his owner leaned forward. The kimono, similarly stretched taut, accentuated the perfect curves of his upper body, allowing one to feel the overflowing delicacy and fullness beneath every fold of the fabric.

Her long, jet-black hair hung neatly down her back, like the finest silk. And amidst this ebony luster, glimpses of fair skin occasionally appeared, giving it a unique charm.

"It is an honor to meet you for the first time." A voice as clear as a nightingale and as sacred as a white crane came from his thin lips, "Lord Taira no Nobuyuki, please guide me for the rest of my life."

"No, buddy?" Harunobu looked at Hirako with surprise, wondering what his wife was thinking all the time.

Why did they even pimp him out? Speaking of which, wasn't it like this before...? Recalling the massive sex scandal involving hundreds of people not long ago, Harunobu felt something was off.

However, this also made him realize what kind of fear Hirako was truly experiencing in this scene.

The Emperor spoke again: "This is my daughter, Princess Mitsuki. I intend to betroth her to Taira no Harunobu, and I have already announced this to all my ministers. So you should know what to do, she is a commoner's daughter."

Harunobu looked at Hirako, who pursed her lips and looked down at the ground.

tangled.

Hirako was deeply conflicted, even knowing it was just a dream. No, it was precisely because it was just a dream that she was so rationally conflicted, rather than making a choice instinctively.

To put it bluntly and simply, given the current situation and its potential for Harunobu's better development, should she distance herself from Harunobu?

The existence of extraordinary powers has preserved many things in this world, such as the existence of the samurai class. And these feudal classes, in turn, have preserved even more feudal traditions.

For example, noble lineage and aristocratic glory—these seemingly intangible things can truly influence a person's life.

For a martial arts family, marrying a commoner woman would be a disgrace that would bring shame upon them.

This is just a dream, and she could easily refuse it, but that wouldn't resolve her doubts, her...fear.

Even if it meant death, she didn't want to be a burden to Harunobu.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and Hirako's mind was in turmoil.

Harunobu quietly looked at Hirako, at her tightly pursed lips and clenched fists... He suddenly felt a little lightheaded.

What to do next?

Thinking about this, Qingxin suddenly realized a problem—the system never explained how to pass the challenge.

Yes, it says the dream is mainly based on Hirako's deepest fears, but it doesn't say it's about facing or overcoming those fears. Perhaps simply succumbing to fear is a good approach.

So, what will Taira Sachiko choose?

Harunobu considered it for a moment, but only for a second or two. He immediately snapped back to reality when he thought about the possibility of Hirako leaving him.

My challenges and choices.

Once you're my wife, don't even think about running away! No matter how good your excuse is!

Hirako felt her clenched fist suddenly being forcefully grabbed and pried open. Even rougher fingers violently forced their way between her fingers.

The warm touch of Harunobu's hand immediately calmed Hirako down. She turned her head and saw Harunobu looking at her with a sour face, clearly displeased.

"You're actually considering it?"

Harunobu's clearly dissatisfied tone surprised and pleased Hirako. She pursed her lips and whispered, "After all, there's some truth to it..."

In fact, she had already made up her mind, just a moment ago, the instant she touched that warm, large hand.

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Suddenly, the thought that she would never be able to touch those hands again freed her from her dilemma.

She wouldn't let Haruno go, even if it meant death.

Hirako's left hand gripped Harunobu's right hand tightly, their fingers intertwined.

Then the God of Fire and Thunder reappeared in the world.

The Emperor's head flew into the air, blood splattering throughout the carriage. Misuru screamed and vanished, along with the hundreds of riflemen.

Hirako, who had stopped in place, looked at Harunobu with a bright light in her eyes.

But before the shameless couple could do anything, a tremendous rumble of thunder had already echoed across the sky.

A massive shadow descended from the sky, obscuring the entire street. A half-body armored statue constructed of azure lightning roared silently, and amidst the boundless thunder, it slammed down with a punch!

They released each other's hands, and Harunobu and Hirako smiled as they each unleashed their strongest attacks.

Two beams of light shot upwards and crashed into the thunderous giant fist.

The world seemed to fall silent.

The next second, the blade tore through the lightning and pierced the chest of the giant in the sky. A silent wail swept across the azure sky, transforming into boundless dark clouds.

But the next moment, everything stopped.

Only monotonous mechanical sounds could be heard.

[Disciple Talent Enhancement Challenge Completed]

[Results are being determined...]

[Basic requirement: Complete this after waking up from a dream]

[Advanced requirement: Confront your fear to complete]

[Challenge Requirement: Overcome your fear to complete]

[Perfect Requirement: Defeating Fate Completed]

[Challenge perfectly achieved, talent strength increased by 200%]

[Talent upgrade in progress... Talent upgrade complete]

【Narukami's Body SR - Susanoo Naruto SSR】

The dream vanished completely.

Harunobu opened his eyes to a bright morning light and to Hirako, whose gaze was burning as if she wanted to devour him alive.

"Good morning, my husband," Hirako said, her tone more spirited than usual, and her movements incredibly swift. She pulled back the covers, straddled him, and swallowed his early-rising dragon.

"Just like in the dream, in this life... no, for all eternity, you'll never get rid of me."

Crunch, crunch.

The worn-out antique wooden bed began to sway wearily.

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Chapter 136: After Becoming an SSR

He started his morning exercise very early. Qingxin felt that no one loved exercising more than him, not even the bald-headed caped hero.

So, is it okay to lie in bed a little longer after exercising?

Harunobu leaned against the bed, holding the limp Hirako in his arms. While playing with the pink and white ball of dough, he asked curiously, "You seem a little different today. It's like a vegetarian has turned into a carnivore."

While Hirako usually cooperated with Harunobu's various requests, she was generally passive; she had never acted so aggressively before. It was like a well-behaved girl suddenly pulling a roll of leaves out of her pocket. If Harunobu hadn't been so clumsy in his actions, he would have wondered if he was still dreaming.

Hirako lay languidly in Harunobu's arms, a satisfied smile on her face. Hearing Harunobu's question, she tried to lift her head, but failed several times.

In the end, Harunobu picked her up and pressed her face against his.

“Hmm… gu…”

Then, unable to resist, they shared another deep kiss.

Then, Yukiko Taira answered Harunobu's question: "Because I'm no longer afraid. I'm no longer afraid of being hated by you or abandoned by you."

"So, I've become more willful."

Gently licking Qingxin's cheek, the mature older sister stared at Qingxin with heightened desire.

"Of course, I now deeply regret letting those two thieves off so easily."

I really regret it.

But what's done is done, there's nothing that can be done. Just as Harunobu won't let her go, he definitely won't let Hojo Amu and Koneko go either.

There's just no way to deal with men, really.

After licking Harunobu's entire face, Hirako lay down completely, her body only having two large, firm breasts that stubbornly pressed against Harunobu's chest.

Qingxin chuckled and hugged her tightly: "It's too late now."

“Yes…” Hirako said softly, her flushed face pressed close to Harunobu’s cheek, her chin pressing firmly on Harunobu’s shoulder, “So, I can’t be the only one who feels like my husband has been stolen away… Hey, husband, you actually know very well what Yoko and Nana think, right?”

Like a devil tempting people to depravity and selling their souls, Hirako whispered softly in Harunobu's ear. Her sweet breath brushed against Harunobu's earlobe, and her pearly teeth would occasionally bite against it, stirring Harunobu's heartstrings and arousing the desire within him.

"I knew it~ My husband, you really are... But it's okay, Sachiko will help you."

Whispering softly and plaintively, Hirako's eyes became unfocused. She wasn't joking; she genuinely intended to do it, and Harunobu sensed the seriousness in her ambiguous tone.

Harunobu couldn't help but cup Sachiko's face in his hands, looking at her earnestly: "Sachiko..."

“I’m not joking.” Hirako looked at Harunobu more seriously, her pupils only seeing Harunobu’s face filled with her scent. “Because it’s different from before, now I believe that I will never be abandoned or disliked by my husband, so this kind of thing is no big deal.”

She grasped Harunobu's hand, pushed it forward little by little, and then took Harunobu's fingers into her mouth. Her nimble tongue slowly moved downwards, coiling and devouring, like a beautiful snake in legends, slowly swallowing its prey.

Although it was just a finger, Harunobu felt as if his whole body was being tightly bound, suffocated—but there was no fear. Harunobu suddenly pulled his finger out forcefully, the sudden movement a little rough, scraping against her teeth, but Hirako quickly opened her mouth, even ignoring the pain in her teeth.

"You might make me believe what you're saying." Harunobu stroked the familiar, beautiful face in front of him, then suddenly pinched it lightly twice. "Like you said, I'm a man too."

With a smile, Hirako leaned close to Harunobu's ear again: "So, I'll do anything for you—shh, you don't have to say anything, just enjoy it."

The murmurs were so soft, as if they came from another world, yet so clear, as if they were etched into his mind. In this sound, Harunobu felt his consciousness gradually refuse to think, like being drunk, or like falling into a warm, honeyed swamp, endlessly sinking downwards.

It wasn't due to any magic or mental attack; it was simply that the consciousness was eroded by an excessive sweetness of love. Faced with the desire that instinctively yearned for but reason denied, the person subconsciously escaped into that sweet love.

"Hoo hoo~" Hirako hugged Harunobu, feeling his strong body and enjoying his increasingly tight embrace, biting Harunobu's earlobe, "That's right, you just need to do this, enjoy... hoo~"

The whispers gradually subsided, and the room fell silent again until the morning light fully illuminated the floor, at which point Amu Hojo knocked on the door. Harunobu sat up and patted his plump buttocks resting on his thighs: "Lazybones, get up."

"Mmm~" Hirako yawned, opened her sleepy eyes, and got off Harunobu a little embarrassedly: "Good morning, teacher."

"Good morning, Sachiko." Harunobu yawned, feeling sticky on his face. He wiped it off and then gave Sachiko's pert bottom a playful slap.

With a snap, Hirako, who was bending down to pick up her clothes, pouted and turned around, giving Harunobu a resentful look, but Harunobu's gaze had already completely disappeared.

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All of it was focused on her undulating hips.

Honestly...did you completely forget? Oh well.

Hiromizu hummed a casual tune as she dressed, covering the red marks and hickeys all over her body, except for the ones on her neck, which were impossible to hide. Luckily, there were only girls in the building, but it was her group's turn to patrol today, so she'd better find a scarf to cover herself up later. She couldn't let anyone other than Harunobu see this.

While Hirako was pondering an important matter, Harunobu wasn't idle either. He was getting dressed with Hirako's help while opening the system panel.

Name: Taira Sachiko

Gender: Female

Age: 28

Current status:

Height: 170

Weight: 100

Measurements: 1005590

Talent: The Body of the Thunder God (A divine body resembling that of the Thunder God, increasing the efficiency of learning lightning-attribute sword techniques by 300%)

Talent: Susanoo-no-Mikoto (One of the three princes who rule Ashihara no Nakatsukuni and Takamagahara, the god of war, the god of battle and the god of martial arts who is in charge of destruction. His learning efficiency for all skills related to combat and martial arts is increased by 500%, his mental strength is increased by 100%, and his intimidation against youkai is increased by 50%).

Affection: Unwavering until death

Harunobu stared at Hirayuki's new stats panel, speechless for a moment. It was due to both the almost stat-breaking boost from Susanoo and the sudden increase in his stats.

No, man.

He clearly remembered that it used to be 956085, but now it had become 1005590. No wonder it felt a bit heavy earlier.

Touching his chin, Harunobu patted Hirako's plump peach again, chuckled, accepted his wife's eye roll, and stretched.

A new day is about to begin.