Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Tachibana Yuzu was also taken aback. Wait, does Shifan trust me that much? No... it's probably because he doesn't really want to sever ties with his students, so he's willing to listen to even a little girl's words.

But this is a good thing, because she no longer needs to try to persuade the teachers to listen to her.

An excited Yuzu immediately offered her solution: "The instructor just said that even if we concentrate protection on everyone's families, we can only protect their lives, not their property—so why not concentrate all the property together too!"

Qingxin laughed, "Kids will be kids: 'Doing business isn't that simple. It's not just about money; you can't just pile it up like that.'"

The disciples who had been listening intently sighed regretfully. Although they had completely forgotten about their hometowns because of Qingxin, Qingxin's reminder brought them back to reality. They all knew a little about their family businesses, as some of them were only children who would inherit the family fortune.

Tachibana Yuzu wasn't discouraged, and simply continued innocently, "I know! Mom's tailor shop can't be moved here either, but on the other hand, the enemy can't just throw money away like that."

Chapter 153

Let's burn one thing down, and burn everyone's business!

"The key is to keep the business going! I remember Inoue-senpai is in the raw silk business, right? And Sanjo-senpai's family is in the shipping business—if the two of them join forces, wouldn't they be able to avoid interference from the enemy?"

what?

Uh……

hiss--

Harunobu initially intended to say that Yuzu's thinking was too naive, but the examples she gave later made him realize something was amiss. The smug look on Yuzu's face further fueled his suspicions, making him more cautious.

"Shibaya, Saori, is this true?"

When Harunobu asked, Inoue Shibaya and Sanjo Saori exchanged a glance and then nodded: "Yes, teacher training."

Then the two of them jumped right into discussing cooperation, using jargon like shipping routes, tonnage, monthly shipments, and export countries—it gave Qingxin a headache. Typical college student... huh?

And it wasn't just the two of them. Tachibana Yuzu's words were like a bomb dropped into the vast lake of female disciples of the Azure Sky Pavilion, creating towering waves. Previously, these young ladies had been busy learning swordsmanship and fighting crime, and had basically not considered the issue of the forces behind them. Now that there was such an example before them, they immediately started a bidding conference on the spot.

The effect is remarkable.

Japan's largest industry right now is the import and export of raw silk, which naturally drives shipping and logistics. It's fair to say that most of Japan's middle class belongs to these two industrial chains; the only difference is which niche they occupy. Normally, a single company like theirs would be hampered by both upstream and downstream constraints.

For example, no matter how many or how good your ships are, it's useless if you can't receive any shipping orders, right?

Similarly, no matter how good the quality of your raw silk is or how low the price is, if you can't ship it out, it will just rot in the warehouse.

The same principle applies to other higher-end industries such as textiles and tailoring. Even if you have ingenious skills, you can't sell the emperor's new clothes without the right materials.

But now there's no need to worry. Everyone can happily find upstream and downstream opportunities. It's not that the industry has been hit hard; it might even be an opportunity to reach new heights.

However, there is one prerequisite.

Harunobu sat back down, looking at the genius little girl who had turned around and hugged Tachibana Nako: "But in this case, how will the terminal that consumes all the raw materials make a profit? Lower the price to break even?"

In fact, Harunobu had already thought of a solution to the problem; he was just teasing the child.

Since a group alliance has been formed, the prices of materials within the group will definitely be lower than market prices. Therefore, relying on cost-effectiveness will allow them to open up the market. Once they do, the enemy's blockade will be eliminated by their own profits. Ultimately, he's only dealing with Gui Yancheng; he doesn't yet have the power to influence the entire country or even foreign trade exports.

I never imagined that his disciples, when they joined forces, would be such a terrifying fighting force.

At this moment, Yuzu blinked her big eyes and gave her answer: "No problem! Everyone loves Mommy's clothes! I'm not worried about not being able to buy them! And even if some people are afraid of the enemy and don't dare to buy them, we can just use the teacher's college name again! Everyone in Asakusa isn't stupid, products endorsed by the teacher's college will definitely sell like hotcakes!"

This way, we don't even need to fight a price war...

Harunobu really didn't expect to get shot himself, but what Yuzu said seemed to make sense. At least it wouldn't be a problem in Asakusa.

The unexpected surprise piqued Qingxin's interest, and he continued, "But how can we ensure that everyone cooperates well? Although I believe that everyone here is fine, not everyone has a close relationship with their family—like that lazy dog."

It's no secret anymore. Ever since their unexpected meeting, Hanazawa Nana has been joking about it all the time, saying she might as well make Aozora-kan her home from now on. And then she gained quite a few friends who were in the same boat.

These people's homes might become time bombs for this business alliance, so Qingxin's idea was to simply not let them join and keep the disciples instead.

At this moment, Yuzu proudly puffed out her chest and loudly proclaimed her solution: "Then why don't we arrange for everyone to marry into the Normal School?"

"In this way, we'll all be related by marriage, so of course we can trust each other! And if there are any traitors among us trying to do something, the Normal School can personally punish them! We're all one family!"

Yuzu's childish voice drifted through the main hall, but no one was listening to what she said anymore, because it was still too naive and immature—there was only one point that everyone agreed on.

Let's arrange a marriage!

Let's arrange a marriage!

The young ladies who were just passionately discussing business cooperation suddenly fell silent, turned their heads, and stared at their teacher.

Their gazes were so blatant, as if they wanted to devour Qingxin completely. Even some disciples who didn't initially have much affection for Qingxin were now excitedly staring at him.

"W-what did you do..." Harunobu shrank back, grabbed Hirako's hand, and asserted his ownership, "You guys didn't actually believe Yuzu's words, did you? Children can talk nonsense, you know? I already have three wives!"

"A little more wouldn't be a problem, right?" Hanazawa Nana approached Harunobu with shining eyes, her voice even trembling with excitement. "Master, you don't want to see us go bankrupt, do you?"

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Author's note: Forget about wisdom or not, just tell me if it's groundbreaking or not.

Chapter 146: Preparing to Answer the Questions

It’s really contrary to Tiangang!

This is utterly disrespectful and traitorous!

They were all so well-behaved and pitiful, but I never expected them to harbor such malicious intentions!

Smash it! You guys! Smash it!

I know to turn off the lights! Go to my own room! Even if we come one at a time!

Qingxin watched his disciples approach with a heart full of anguish, his heart sinking. "I treated you all as my disciples, and all you think about is my younger brother!"

Although he wasn't entirely without joy, after all... right...

However, he still found it hard to accept starting like this; at least let them develop a relationship first… Besides, if they really got married, there would be too many troubles later on. After thinking about it for a moment, the excited dragon decided to go to sleep first.

Hanazawa Nana licked her lips, suppressing her embarrassment, and reached out to tug at Harunobu's belt: "Teacher, just bear with it, the stains on the ceiling will be gone soon."

The strange tales, borrowed from ukiyo-e prints and erotic novels, successfully raised the temperature in the main hall once again. With the atmosphere so high, it felt like it would be a shame not to do something next.

But Qingxin still grabbed the lazy dog's hand, turned her over and pinned her down, pinching her round face as punishment: "Do you still dare to say weird things!"

"Mmm~" Hanazawa Nana's face turned as red as a boiled crab, her eyes quickly welled up with tears, and she let out a seductive moan. As a result, the other disciples were not only not intimidated, but some of them had already started taking off their shirts.

"Stop!" Qingxin quickly released Lazy Dog's face and stopped rewarding her. "I'm really scared of you guys. You always say you want to be independent, don't you?"

“We are making our own independent choice about marriage!” someone boldly said, figuring they wouldn’t be noticed since they were in the crowd… Ah.

Under Harunobu's sharp gaze, the little thing quickly covered its head and ran away.

Harunobu remembered that brat with the potential to be a fairy, but now was not the time to cause her trouble. He needed to quickly control these easily swayed fools. Honestly... they were so easily manipulated; he was truly worried about their future.

"In short, I've explained the situation to you. Go back and think about what you want to do, including the business alliance. Also, discuss it with your families." Qingxin's serious expression calmed the restless female disciples, who reluctantly abandoned their plan to swarm the instructor and beat him to his knees.

Mainly because I can't beat it.

And there's no rush.

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After all, it's better to have it all to yourself than to have dozens of people fighting over one, right?

Huh? You mean the teacher's college said they were considering it? Isn't this exactly what they're considering? They're seriously considering how to get their family to agree to join this business alliance to fight against that Gui Yancheng guy!

Please, aside from a few only children who will inherit the family business, most of them are destined for arranged marriages. Since they're going to marry into other families anyway, why not choose someone as young, handsome, talented, strong, gentle, and kind as a teacher, instead of those idiots who treat Yoshiwara like their home and marijuana like their daily bread?

In conclusion, what these young ladies are thinking right now can basically be summed up in one sentence: Old Deng! Gold coins are popping up!

Harunobu noticed it too. He turned to look at Tachibana Yuzu, who was nestled in Tachibana Nako's arms, looking obedient and sensible. If it weren't for the words "ecstatic dance" above her head, Harunobu would have actually believed it.

But why is the cat's head showing "excitement"? Could it be that some strange XP has been developed...?

His gaze shifted between the two little ones, and finally, after checking the time, Qingxin decided to come back and interrogate the two little ones again, as they were definitely hiding something from him.

"Mrs. Tachibana, you should reconsider. You can still practice Water Sword even if you leave the gym temporarily." It's just that the progress won't be as fast, since you'll lose the gym's facilities.

Upon hearing Harunobu's words, Tachibana Nako seemed startled and stammered, "Ah, um, Master Taira, I'll pass, I'm already an old woman... ah!"

Finally, a normal person has appeared.

Harunobu's eyes welled with tears, but by then Tachibana Nako had already been defeated by her own shameless remarks, leaving Yuzu in her arms feeling quite helpless. It seems that Yuzu still needs to work harder to ensure her mother has a happy life.

Honestly, can't a mother be a little more mature?

How could a lecherous man like a teacher possibly resist his mother's charm!

Regardless of what Tachibana Yuzu thought, Harunobu had already dismissed his reluctant female disciples and was preparing to set off for work.

Taira Yukiko stopped Hojo Amu from following them, and the cat ran off to find Tachibana Yuzu.

Meanwhile, the international students, having seen no good show, stretched and prepared to go back to sleep or do their evening classes. The nun Fahui wanted to advise Qingxin against indulging in lewdness, but after searching the entire area, she only saw Qingxin disappear into the night.

His tall, imposing figure gave her a bad feeling; she seemed to smell a strong stench of blood. But this only lasted for a moment. Before she could distinguish whether it was a hallucination or a real premonition, it vanished into the night along with Qingxin's retreating figure.

"What's wrong? Fahui?" Kinoshita Asaharu looked at Fahui, who had suddenly frozen in shock. The two actually had a pretty good relationship. "Could it be that our Stone Nun has also fallen for worldly desires?"

Fa Hui clasped his hands together, his face full of worry: "I think I just saw that Benefactor Ping was in danger of bloodshed."

"You're overthinking it." Kinoshita Asaharu stretched. "With the fighting strength of the Normal School, how could a mere Yakuza pose a threat to it?"

The nun Fahui relaxed her brow slightly, after all, that was indeed the truth.

"But let's go back and pray for the teachers' college together."

"Sure, evening classes are boring anyway."

The disciples gradually returned to their respective homes and eagerly went to their parents. Qingxin also put on the Hannya mask he had bought on the spur of the moment and came to a three-story Western-style building.

Shiraishi International Tobacco Office, commonly known as the Shiraishi Group, a direct branch of the Demon Dragon Society.

They were specifically responsible for the import, export, and sale of foreign goods, including marijuana, for the Magic Dragon Society. Their clientele ranged from eighty-year-old seniors to eight-year-old children; they accepted everyone who came and sold to them for money.

Whether it's marijuana, which is not yet explicitly prohibited by law, or "Assault Pills" and "Miracle Powder," which have already been listed as contraband, they have it all and will sell it for any price.

Therefore, the Shiraishi Group became the second source of income for the Demon Dragon Society—the first being the Nishikiyama Group, which includes Kaoru Nishikiyama—and is currently the best-preserved branch of the Demon Dragon Society.

As an example to scare the rest and to test the fighting strength of the Demon Dragon Society, they were both excellent choices. Since Gui Yancheng had decided to further escalate the conflict, Qingxin would accompany him to the end. However, unlike Gui Yancheng, he didn't like verbal threats; he preferred direct action.

Hopefully, Gui Yancheng and Molong will like his answer.

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Author's Note: Let's start with a little appetizer.

Chapter 147: You are not Ping Qingxin!

boom!

The glass doors of the Shiraishi Group's office slammed shut inwards with a loud crash, drowning out the clamor within. Harunobu, wearing a Hannya mask, savored the silence, a pang of regret in his heart. He had intended to sneak in, but the security here was truly formidable. Although there were no guards outside… well, perhaps it was because the guards outside had been reassigned to the inside, hence the tight security?

Contemplating this absurd idea, Harunobu stepped over the shards of glass and entered the deserted hall.

"who!"

"Trespassing is illegal!"

The Yakuza's terrified cries came from upstairs, followed by hurried footsteps, but going upstairs instead of downstairs.

It seems we went a bit too far before.

Harunobu wondered if the first reaction of these Yakuza when they heard that someone had come to their door was not to kill the intruder, but to run away?

Where is your sense of self-respect? Is it so worthless?

Maintaining his water breathing, Harunobu walked up the stairs, step by step.

The people upstairs seemed to finally realize something was wrong. There was no thunderous breathing, nor the arrogant threat of Hiraharunobu. Could it be that it wasn't Hiraharunobu who had arrived?

Someone cautiously peered down from the top of the stairs, spying on them. Harunobu keenly looked up, his Hannya mask meeting the person's gaze. Coupled with Harunobu's unchanging kendo uniform, the person was startled and fell to the ground in fright.

"Yes Yes……"

The current leader of the Shiraishi Group slapped him across the face: "Is it really Hiraharu Shin who came?!"

The pained Yakuza finally stopped stammering: "I don't know! He was wearing a mask! But his clothes looked similar!"

Hearing the voices coming from upstairs, Harunobu chuckled and quickened his pace up the stairs, his Water Breathing becoming increasingly intense.

He quickly passed through the mess on the second floor, where food scraps and bottles littered the floor, and arrived at the third floor, which was in a similar state. It seemed they had been having a banquet earlier?

As Harunobu ascended to the third floor, the Yakuza, who had not yet finished organizing all their documents, could only turn around in terror, weapons in hand, to face Harunobu.