My dear wife, I still love you more.

"Shall we have a proper talk? Of course, but I'm making dinner right now. How about we talk after I've finished and eaten dinner?" Hasegawa tugged at his apron.

"Um, well, okay then." Mrs. Yuihama, who had just been looking serious, softened her tone when she saw Hasegawa wearing an apron, and unconsciously nodded in agreement.

"Wait a moment, I've made your favorite dish." Hasegawa smiled at Mrs. Yuihama, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Seeing Hasegawa like this, Mrs. Yuigahama had an indescribable feeling. Perhaps, it was a sense of being moved.

After all, in Japan, most women are housewives, so things like cooking are done by women. Even if a woman starts working, as long as the man also works, or even if he doesn't work, the woman still comes home to cook. In Japan, a woman's duty is to serve her man well and make him comfortable.

However, the situation was completely different with Hasegawa, especially during this summer vacation. Almost every day, dinner, and sometimes even breakfast, was prepared by Hasegawa. She had almost never experienced this kind of situation, where someone else cooked for her and she ate it herself, since she got married.

So now, seeing Hasegawa welcoming her when she comes home from get off work, and even cooking her favorite dishes, it would be a lie for Mrs. Yuihama to say she wasn't touched.

Just thinking about how much older she was than Hasegawa, old enough to be his mother, and more importantly, that Hasegawa was the boy her daughter, Yui Yuigahama, liked, plus the factors of Hasegawa's parents, made Mrs. Yuigahama feel that she shouldn't have any relationship with Hasegawa.

Even though they had done something inappropriate last night because of their drunkenness, Mrs. Yuihama had thought it through very clearly during the day. She felt that a relationship between her and Hasegawa was impossible and completely unsuitable. So, even before she returned home, she had already decided that once she got home, she would have a serious talk with Hasegawa and lay her cards on the table.

Although the conversation didn't start as soon as she got home because Hasegawa said he had to cook, Mrs. Yuigahama was determined to have a serious talk with Hasegawa after dinner.

"Madam, look, this is the dish I made that you love the most." Hasegawa placed the dish in front of Mrs. Yuihama, took off his apron, and sat down opposite her.

"Thank you." Mrs. Yuihama looked at the dishes she liked in front of her, bowed her head, and felt deeply moved, but her rationality made her suppress this emotion.

Mrs. Yuihama made her decision, and although it seemed decisive, she was not happy inside. So even though she was eating her favorite dishes, which were made by Hasegawa with his superb cooking skills, Mrs. Yuihama still had no taste for them.

Compared to Mrs. Yuihama, Hasegawa seemed a bit carefree, happily eating and enjoying his meal immensely.

After dinner, Mrs. Yuihama very conscientiously cleared away the dishes and put them in the kitchen to wash. She always did it skillfully, just like a couple with a clear division of labor with Hasegawa.

Mrs. Yuihama went to wash the dishes, while Hasegawa sat in the living room and turned on the TV. Brave Ai-chan was about to start.

At first, Hasegawa thought this drama was a bit melodramatic and boring, but after watching it more, he gradually realized that it actually had some merit, at least it was quite entertaining. Although Mrs. Yuigahama was so moved she almost cried while watching it, Hasegawa couldn't help but treat it as a comedy.

After washing the dishes, Mrs. Yuihama came to the living room, looked at Hasegawa sitting on the sofa, and took a deep breath: "Hasegawa-kun, let's have a good talk."

"Brave Ai-chan is about to begin, Madam, won't you sit down and watch?" Hasegawa said with a smile. As for how he addressed Mrs. Yuihama, after the two of them had that kind of relationship, Hasegawa had already started to omit the surname Yuihama and directly called her Mrs. Yuihama.

"Hasegawa-kun, let's talk about the TV series later. What I want to talk to you about is the relationship between the two of us." Mrs. Yuihama looked at Hasegawa earnestly.

“Alright, since you want to talk, Madam, please sit down and let’s have a proper discussion.” Hasegawa said, still smiling at Mrs. Yuihama, pointing to the sofa.

"Hasegawa-kun, I think it's better if we don't continue this relationship." Mrs. Yuihama sat on the sofa, her back straight, and said to Hasegawa in a very formal manner.

“Madam, you’re too nervous. This is home. Don’t be so serious. Being so serious makes me feel like I’m talking to a lawyer or a doctor,” Hasegawa said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Mrs. Yuihama was also facing this kind of thing for the first time, and she didn't know what tone to use. After hearing Hasegawa say this, she also felt a little uncomfortable.

“Of course, we can talk casually like before, and say what we want to say in a calm tone. Don’t you think that would be better?” Hasegawa: “Relax. Yes, look at how straight your back is. Don’t you feel uncomfortable? This is home, not outside.”

As Hasegawa spoke, he pointed at Mrs. Yuihama's back with his finger, and even stroked her back with his hand while he spoke.

"I...I understand."

"But your body is still a bit tense. Look here, do you feel a little stiff?"

"kindness!"

"So, relax a little, and here too."

Mrs. Yuihama was in a daze and didn't know what was going on, but she leaned against Hasegawa's chest. Hasegawa held her in a very comfortable position, so comfortable that Mrs. Yuihama didn't want to move at all.

At this moment, the brave Ai-chan on TV also started. Mrs. Yuihama's attention was also diverted by Hasegawa to brave Ai-chan.

Hasegawa held Mrs. Yuihama very comfortably, and his hands had even been placed on certain parts of her body without her noticing. She was simply being held by Hasegawa and found watching TV like this incredibly comfortable.

In the TV series, Ai-chan is chasing after Mr. Uemura, and what Hasegawa finds inexplicable is that, well, if you're going to chase Mr. Uemura, fine, but inexplicably, you've even ended up chasing him onto the battlefield.

That's right, it was a battlefield, a battlefield where the fighting was extremely fierce.

Brave Ai-chan shouted Mr. Uemura's name on the battlefield. She was first hit by a bullet and fell to the ground, but she did not give up. She struggled to her feet and continued to call out for Mr. Uemura. Then, a grenade was thrown by someone and exploded right in front of her. Ai-chan only used her hands to protect her face and was blown away. Ai-chan still did not give up and continued to advance. Then she stepped on a landmine and was blown away. She bled profusely, but she still stood up. Then, a missile fell from the sky and hit her right on the ground.

Seeing Ai-chan's bravery, Mrs. Yuihama was almost in tears, finding Ai-chan's love story incredibly touching and moving. As for Hasegawa, he just chuckled, completely unable to see the touching part, and simply thought, "What the hell kind of plot is this?"

Especially at the end, Hasegawa saw a mushroom cloud rising up, it was like a nuclear bomb was actually launched!

It wasn't until the brave Ai-chan finished that Hasegawa finally suppressed his strong urge to make sarcastic remarks.

"Hasegawa-kun, don't you think Ai-chan is incredibly brave?" Mrs. Yuihama, who was in Hasegawa's arms, looked up at Hasegawa's face and asked.

"Yeah, she's really brave." Hasegawa absolutely didn't deny Ai-chan's bravery. It was one thing for her to be brave before, but she even dared to go to the battlefield. If she's not brave, who is?

"Huh???" Mrs. Yuihama's eyes widened suddenly. She suddenly realized that she was lying in Hasegawa's arms, especially since Hasegawa's hand was already inside her clothes, close to her skin.

Her face flushed red, and she immediately broke free from Hasegawa's embrace, instinctively covering her body with her hands: "Hasegawa-kun, you, you, how, how could you do this?"

“Because that’s the power of love,” Hasegawa said with a smile.

"You, you, Hasegawa-kun, you, you're a complete bastard!" Mrs. Yuihama blushed and cursed Hasegawa before quickly turning around and running upstairs, slamming the door shut and even locking it from the inside.

Hasegawa chuckled at the sight, lightly clenching his hand, the soft touch still lingering on his fingertips.

It was getting late, so Hasegawa went upstairs, but instead of returning to his own bedroom, he gently knocked on Mrs. Yuihama's door.

"Madam, didn't you say you wanted to have a serious talk with me? Let's have a proper talk now."

"Tomorrow, please." Mrs. Yuihama said shyly.

“Madam, I think it’s better not to delay such an important matter. It’s better to clarify things sooner rather than later, as it will be better for both of us,” Hasegawa said, seemingly very serious.

After a few seconds, the door opened. Hasegawa walked straight in.

"Huh? Hasegawa-kun, what are you going to do—uh. No—" The rest is omitted, but it's roughly a story of rubbing against each other and going inside; you get the gist of it.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Reincarnation

"Hasegawa, you're truly amazing. I don't know if I'll ever reach that level in my lifetime," Saeko Busujima said to Hasegawa with a hint of envy, gently wiping the sweat from her brow.

"With your talent, Busujima-senpai, you're bound to reach this level. Actually, you're only a hair's breadth away from where I am now; you might even break through someday." Hasegawa's words weren't just flattery; it was because Busujima Saeko's swordsmanship was truly exceptional. Even worldwide, there were probably very few swordsmen who could match her level. He was referring to her skill level, not just talent or potential; she had almost fully realized her potential. That's why, at her age, her swordsmanship was only a hair's breadth away from the legendary Sword Saint.

Saeko Busujima shook her head. Although Hasegawa's words were correct under normal circumstances, Saeko Busujima had also discovered her own problems recently.

To put it simply, the realm of a Sword Saint is achieved after one's swordsmanship has reached its pinnacle, through a spiritual and mental elevation. Only after this elevation can one enter the realm of a Sword Saint. While Saeko Busujima possesses exceptional talent in swordsmanship, this peaceful era prevents her from freely wielding swords to kill as she did in ancient times. Yet, deep down, Saeko Busujima harbors an impulse akin to that of a murderer.

Having lived in this peaceful era, the concepts of obeying the law and upholding public morality are deeply ingrained in her. Therefore, this perspective clashes violently with her instincts, affecting Saeko Busujima's mind; in fact, it could be considered a weakness for her. If this weakness cannot be overcome, Saeko Busujima will likely never reach the level of a Sword Saint.

Although Saeko Busujima recognized her problem, she couldn't find a solution. Should she abandon her established values ​​and rely on her killer instincts to kill indiscriminately? Would doing so allow her to break through to the level of a sword saint? Or should she strengthen her values ​​while eliminating her killer instincts, thus becoming a sword saint as well?

Unfortunately, neither of these methods is something that Saeko Busujima can easily do.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Hasegawa, you look... well, you seem a bit different from before." Saeko Busujima's big eyes scrutinized Hasegawa.

"Some changes? Really? I haven't noticed." Hasegawa looked down at himself. Although several of his skills had been upgraded to level 4, it would take a long time to upgrade them to level 5. Therefore, Hasegawa felt that his appearance should not have changed much during this period.

“Aura, it’s a kind of aura. It feels like Hasegawa-kun has become more mature,” Saeko Busujima said with a smile.

Looking at Hasegawa's handsome face, Saeko Busujima became somewhat infatuated. Although having Hasegawa and fighting with him allowed her to vent some of her negative emotions, Saeko Busujima unknowingly fell in love with Hasegawa. She even thought that if possible, she would like to become his girlfriend or even his wife.

However, Saeko Busujima has been studying her problems lately, but instead, she feels increasingly inferior, thinking that she is utterly worthless. That bloodthirsty instinct, like that of a murderer, is something she simply cannot change, as if she has contracted a kind of mental cancer.

This situation inevitably made Saeko Busujima feel somewhat inferior, especially since Hasegawa was so outstanding, whether in academics, kendo, or other aspects. Facing such an excellent Hasegawa, Saeko Busujima really felt quite humble.

"Have I matured? Heh, it's probably because I wrote a traditional novel, which is like experiencing an alternative life, so it's normal for Busujima-senpai to think I've matured a bit." Hasegawa said calmly. Of course, Hasegawa also understood that the main reason Busujima Saeko thought he had matured was probably because his body had changed from a boy to a man. Even though Hasegawa still had memories of his previous life, only by personally experiencing it could his body change.

"Oh, I see. By the way, speaking of which, I also prepared a gift for you, Hasegawa-kun, as a celebration," Saeko Busujima said with a smile.

"Gift?"

“That’s right, it’s a gift. Please wait a moment.” Saeko Busujima said, turning and going into the room. She quickly came out, holding a knife in her hand.

Hasegawa looked at the sword in Saeko Busujima's hand with some surprise, because he already had a katana, which was also given to him by Saeko Busujima. He felt that it was okay to use, so he had never thought about changing his weapon.

“Hasegawa-kun, this is a weapon I specially collected. In terms of both material and craftsmanship, it is far superior to the samurai sword I gave you before. It is even capable of cutting a hair with a single blow. If it were in ancient times, it would definitely be called a divine weapon.” Saeko Busujima said, plucking a strand of her hair as she drew the sword from its sheath.

The moment the sword was drawn, even though Hasegawa hadn't touched it, he felt a faint chill. Her long hair fell onto the blade, and though Saeko Busujima didn't move, her hair was effortlessly sliced ​​in two by the blade. The basic requirement of a divine weapon in novels—the ability to cut a hair in two—had actually been realized in reality.

Looking at the sword, Hasegawa's eyes revealed a hint of joy. Every man would probably like a divine weapon, especially Hasegawa, whose swordsmanship skills were already so high. He was particularly fond of such a divine weapon.

"Snapped!"

Sheathed the long sword, and Saeko Busujima placed it in front of Hasegawa with both hands: "Hasegawa-kun, this is a gift for you."

"This knife is so sharp, it must be very valuable. Is it appropriate for me?" Hasegawa liked it quite a bit, but he was still a little hesitant. After all, if such a weapon were sold, it could definitely fetch an astronomical price. Hasegawa felt that it was a bit inappropriate to rashly accept this gift.

"Hasegawa-kun, you probably haven't realized your place yet," Saeko Busujima said to Hasegawa with a smile.

"My identity?"

"That's right, Hasegawa-kun, you are a Sword Saint, the only Sword Saint in the last few hundred years. You could say that if you revealed your identity, Hasegawa-kun, you would become an idol, even a god, for all sword practitioners in Japan and even the world. Countless people would want to admire you, and would even be willing to give everything for you, just to receive even a single word of guidance from you. As for me, I often receive guidance from Hasegawa-kun. You could say that this kind of treatment is something everyone envies. Now, I'm just giving Hasegawa-kun a sword as a gift, which is already a huge advantage for me." Saeko Busujima explained with a smile.

"Bukushima-senpai, you're exaggerating a bit. But since you're giving it to me, I won't stand on ceremony and accept it." Hasegawa listened to Busujima Saeko's words. Although she seemed to be exaggerating, Hasegawa actually understood that what she said wasn't far off. So, Hasegawa accepted it without hesitation, after all, he genuinely liked the sword.

Hasegawa took the knife from Saeko Busujima's hands with both hands, then gently drew it from its sheath. With a light swing, he realized that this knife was truly exceptional.

Whether it's the feel of the sword or its center of gravity, it's exceptionally good. Combined with Hasegawa's mastery of the sword, which has reached the level of a sword saint, he can grasp the basic information about the sword, such as its length, hardness, and weight, with just a couple of light swings.

Having grasped this information, Hasegawa began to wield the sword with a serious expression: Karatake, Kesazhan, Reverse Kesazhan, Saji, Uji, Sagiri-Upper, Ushi-Upper, Gizaka, Thrust...

These sword techniques were displayed one by one in Hasegawa's hands. Although they seemed to be just some basic moves, they showed a different kind of charm in Hasegawa's hands.

Saeko Busujima's eyes lit up as she watched Hasegawa practice his kendo. Hasegawa's kendo had developed a unique style, different from the mediocre kendo he initially practiced, and also unlike the Busujima-ryu kendo that Saeko later taught him. It possessed some of their strengths, yet was distinct from the original styles. A kendo that belonged exclusively to Hasegawa himself.

Whether it's people or swordsmanship, everything about them is incredibly attractive and alluring to Saeko Busujima.

Saeko Busujima gently shifted her legs, squeezing them slightly together...

"It's truly an excellent weapon. From now on, it will be my exclusive weapon. Dokushima-senpai, does it have a name?" Hasegawa turned around and asked Dokushima Saeko with a smile after finishing his kendo practice.

“No, because it’s meant to be given to you, Hasegawa-kun, the Sword Saint, so you should name it.” Saeko Busujima’s cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Should I name it? To be honest, I'm not very good at naming things. Let me think. Reincarnation, let's call it Reincarnation." After thinking for a while, Hasegawa decided on this name. He had been reborn, which could be considered a reincarnation.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Mrs. Yuihama: Something's not right.

He placed the sword rack in his bedroom, then put the sword, Samsara, on the rack. Looking at the sword he had named Samsara, Hasegawa nodded in satisfaction.

Hasegawa took the sword home, and at the same time, he promised Saeko Busujima that he would tell her father that he had become the only Sword Saint in the last few centuries. After all, a Sword Saint was an incredibly lofty figure for those who practiced the way of the sword. Saeko Busujima's father, upon receiving the news, even booked a flight back to Japan overnight.

While Hasegawa found this somewhat exaggerated, he understood the sentiment behind Saeko Busujima's father's actions. However, Hasegawa has also stated that his status as a Sword Saint cannot be passed on to anyone else.

While it's true that if news of Hasegawa being a sword saint were to spread, he would undoubtedly become one of the most influential people in Japan, Hasegawa himself doesn't particularly like such things.

Although the system exists, making it incredibly easy for Hasegawa to do anything he wants, and guaranteeing his success, he still prefers a simple, ordinary life if possible. He doesn't particularly care about fame or fortune.

Saeko Busujima probably understood Hasegawa's thoughts, which is why she only told her father that Hasegawa was a sword saint after obtaining Hasegawa's consent.