My dear wife, I still love you more.

"Sorry, Hiratsuka-sensei. I'm not interested in beautiful women."

"Huh?" Hiratsuka Shizuka was taken aback, then looked at Hasegawa with a strange expression. "You...aren't interested in women? No wonder I—you weren't interested before either. So, you're just not interested in women at all. You agreed so readily when I asked you to befriend Hachiman Hikigaya, but it turns out you—"

"Hiratsuka-sensei! Please don't talk nonsense, okay? Do you think it's appropriate for a teacher to say such things, especially to a student?" Hasegawa interrupted Hiratsuka Shizuka directly.

"Tch, you're really boring." Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but scoff.

"That's right, I'm actually a very boring guy. So, if you need any help, please don't come to me," Hasegawa Chao said seriously.

"Tch, do you think everything depends on you? I just wanted to give you a chance to spend time with a beautiful woman. If you don't want it, that's fine too." Hiratsuka Shizuka pouted.

"Thank you, but I don't need it."

"Hasegawa, you...you're not sick, are you? Your body doesn't seem to be—"

“Hiratsuka-sensei!” Hasegawa interrupted Hiratsuka Shizuka again. “Hiratsuka-sensei, please don’t make such jokes. You’re the teacher, and I’m the student. Is this how a teacher and student should talk? I suddenly understand why you haven’t—”

"call!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's fist grazed Hasegawa's cheek.

"Hasegawa, it seems like you're about to say something you shouldn't," Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice was somewhat gloomy.

"Uh, sorry." Hasegawa's lips twitched as he looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression.

"Hmph, fine, if you're not willing to help, then get out." Hiratsuka Shizuka plopped back into her chair, waving her hand impatiently.

Shrugging, Hasegawa turned and left.

Hiratsuka Shizuka is also a problem. Although she's not bad as a friend, she has far too many troubles. Especially her family, which seems to be in some trouble, and her cousin, Yukinoshita Haruno.

It seems that compared to Hiratsuka Shizuka and Yukinoshita Haruno, Yukinoshita Haruno, though appearing aloof, wouldn't cause any trouble as long as one didn't provoke her. Therefore, Hasegawa preferred to interact with Yukinoshita Haruno rather than Yukinoshita Haruno. Hmm, Yukinoshita Haruno, is that Yukinoshita Haruno? I think that's the name. But something feels off. Yukinoshita, that should be fine.

Even if there were problems, it wouldn't matter much, since Hasegawa didn't think he'd have any further relationship with Yukinoshita Hirano. Although they were students at the same school, there were plenty of students at the same school. He wasn't the type to be unable to resist beautiful women.

If he doesn't actively approach Yukinoshita Heino, she probably won't come looking for him either. So, they likely won't have any further interaction after this.

I'm too lazy to upload them in batches, so I'll just upload them all at once this time.

I logged into the backend and was suddenly told that this chapter had been reviewed because it contained advertising... I was a bit confused.

Chapter 103 Poison Island Style Kendo Dojo

"Hasegawa-kun, how's it going? How's my home kendo dojo?" Saeko Busujima said to Hasegawa with a smile.

Hasegawa and Saeko Busujima had previously agreed to visit the Busujima family's kendo dojo, so when the weekend came, Hasegawa didn't back out and went straight to the dojo.

The Dokdo dojo of the Busujima family occupies a fairly large area, so its location is relatively remote and quiet.

Although the kendo dojo is large, it is kept very clean and tidy. Although some places look a bit old, they are still kept very clean. It is conceivable that Saeko Busujima often cleans this kendo dojo, which is why it is so clean.

"The kendo dojo is very large and clean. To be honest, I haven't been to other kendo dojos before, so I can't compare them, but personally, I think this one is pretty good," Hasegawa said with a smile.

"Hasegawa-kun thinks it's good? That's good. Hasegawa-kun can come here to practice often when you have time." Saeko Busujima's face lit up with a happy expression as she listened to Hasegawa's words.

"Well, I'll come if I have time," Hasegawa said politely.

“In that case, I’ll give you a key to this place. That way you can come anytime, even if I’m not home one day.” Saeko Busujima said, pulling a key from her pocket. It was as if she had prepared it all along.

"This...isn't this inappropriate?" Hasegawa hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. Besides, you’ve also learned the Busujima-ryu kendo, so you’re considered a disciple of the Busujima-ryu. It’s perfectly normal for you to have a key to the Busujima-ryu kendo dojo.” Saeko Busujima said, placing the key directly into Hasegawa’s hand.

"Well, alright then. I'll accept it." Hasegawa was a little flustered, but thinking about it, Saeko Busujima made sense. He had already learned the Busujima-ryu swordsmanship and could be considered a disciple of the Busujima-ryu, so having the key here was normal. As long as he didn't use the key for anything bad, it would be fine.

Moreover, Hasegawa is no longer the clueless newbie who knew nothing about Japan when he first transmigrated here.

While many kendo, karate, and judo dojos are now open to anyone who pays, what you learn there is only the basics. To learn anything unique, you must undergo trials or examinations, and to learn these skills, you must become their disciple and inherit their style. This is especially true of the Busujima-ryu school of kendo.

Therefore, Hasegawa was incredibly lucky to have obtained the Busujima-ryu swordsmanship from Saeko Busujima so easily. So, while feeling grateful, Hasegawa also acknowledged himself as a disciple of the Busujima-ryu swordsmanship school.

Seeing Hasegawa accept the key, Saeko Busujima smiled happily: "Since we're here at the kendo dojo today, let's practice here properly."

“Okay, I’d like to try it here too. After all, the kendo dojo is so big. Although the kendo club at school also has a dojo, it’s much smaller than this, and it feels a bit cramped.” Hasegawa said with a smile.

"That's right. Come with me, I'll take you to change your clothes."

Saeko Busujima led Hasegawa to the changing area, where a clean set of clothes was already laid out, as if it had been prepared in advance. Yes, it must have been prepared beforehand.

“These are clothes my father left me. Hasegawa, please make do with them for now. After all, this kendo dojo is almost closed. Even if there are students, they have all gone to other newly opened Busujima-ryu kendo dojos, so many things here don’t seem to be complete,” Saeko Busujima said apologetically.

"It's alright. Besides, I should be the one feeling embarrassed, wearing Uncle's clothes. Uncle won't be angry, will he?" Hasegawa quickly shook his head.

“No, Father hasn’t been back for a long time. He wouldn’t care about these clothes.” Saeko Busujima shook her head.

Hasegawa put on the clothes left by Saeko Busujima's father, and they actually fit him quite well. Moreover, the fabric of the clothes was even more high-end than the clothes that the school had bought at a high price before, and they felt more comfortable to wear.

Hasegawa came out after changing his clothes, and Saeko Busujima had also changed her clothes, so Hasegawa was not kept waiting.

"Hasegawa-kun, it's a rare opportunity for you to come to the kendo dojo. If you're going to practice, would you like to use real weapons?" Saeko Busujima asked Hasegawa with a smile.

"A real weapon?" Hasegawa was taken aback.

“That’s right, real weapons. Back at school, we could only use oak swords. After all, it was a school. But here we have some real weapons, some high-quality samurai swords. Would you like to try them out?” Saeko Busujima said with a hint of enticement.

"A katana? Is that alright?" Hasegawa was somewhat tempted.

After all, as someone who has mastered swordsmanship to a very high level, to the point of being a swordsman of exceptional skill, Hasegawa has never even used a real sword before, which is actually a bit embarrassing. Now that he can use a real sword, Hasegawa is truly excited.

Although Hasegawa could easily afford to buy real knives, he had nowhere to use them, so he never considered buying real samurai swords or similar blades.

While Hasegawa may not be considered a samurai, the fact that he, as a practitioner of kendo, could wield a real samurai sword is a very appealing situation.

Seeing Hasegawa's excited expression, Saeko Busujima smiled and then led Hasegawa to a relatively secluded place. She opened a cubicle, and Hasegawa's eyes were immediately drawn to the samurai swords inside.

There aren't many samurai swords here, only seven in total, each sheathed. But even just looking at them, they feel completely different from the oak sword Hasegawa used before.

"Hasegawa-kun, come in," Saeko Busujima said to Hasegawa as she walked in.

Hasegawa followed him in, and then saw Saeko Busujima hand him a katana.

Hasegawa grabbed the katana, then gripped the hilt, trying to draw it: "Hmm?"

Hasegawa tried to pull it out, but couldn't.

"Hasegawa-kun, there's a spring here. You need to press the spring before drawing your sword," Saeko Busujima reminded Hasegawa with a smile.

It's a new month, and I'll be updating three times a day from now on. I was updating a lot before, and I couldn't keep up. I'm resuming three updates a day.

Chapter 104 Real Action

It was a bit awkward, but following Saeko Busujima's instructions, he found the spring button, pressed it, and the katana, which was originally hidden in its sheath, popped out slightly. At that moment, Hasegawa gently pulled the sword out, and with a clang—well, this isn't a story, but it was still a pretty crisp sound—the katana was pulled out by Hasegawa.

The blade is bright and shiny, and the edge looks very sharp. I swung it around and it felt completely different from the oak knife. The blade is slightly heavier than the oak knife, weighing about two to three pounds.

"Hasegawa-kun, have you never used a real samurai sword before?" Saeko Busujima asked with some curiosity.

"No, I've always used wooden swords before. This is my first time using a real knife." Hasegawa wasn't embarrassed at all.

"To have reached this level of swordsmanship without ever using a real sword, Hasegawa-kun, you truly amaze me. Hasegawa-kun, when using a katana, you need to pay attention to the drawing motion, like this. You made a mistake when drawing your sword before, Hasegawa-kun..."

"Oh, I see. There's such a difference between a samurai sword and an oak sword." Hasegawa suddenly realized.

"Of course, since oak swords don't have scabbards, so there's no need to draw them. Samurai swords, on the other hand, do have scabbards, so you need to be careful about some things you haven't thought of before when drawing them."

Saeko Busujima also taught Hasegawa some techniques related to drawing his sword.

Hasegawa listened attentively, memorized the instructions, and then practiced with his hands. Later, Hasegawa inadvertently discovered that his kendo skills had improved significantly. Clearly, after supplementing his skills in this area, Hasegawa's kendo level had risen again. Of course, it's also possible that Hasegawa was using a real katana. After all, there's a significant difference between practicing with a real weapon and a fake one.

Perhaps, before long, his kendo will reach level 5. Hasegawa calculated the rate at which his kendo skill proficiency increased, thinking to himself.

Afterwards, Hasegawa took a real samurai sword and fought against Saeko Busujima, who was also wielding a real, sharpened samurai sword.

As Saeko Busujima said this, her strength hadn't improved compared to before, but the feeling was completely different. Hasegawa felt immense pressure; in fact, he even lost this match.

The pressure was immense. During the competition, he had to be careful not only of Saeko Busujima's katana but also of his own.

He was worried that his katana might hurt Saeko Busujima if it landed on her, and he was also worried that he might accidentally get slashed by Saeko Busujima's katana.

As a result, Hasegawa felt somewhat exhausted when the competition was only halfway through.

Finally, Saeko Busujima's katana came to rest against Hasegawa's throat, and Hasegawa could even feel the chill of the sharp blade.

"Hasegawa-kun, you were too nervous." Saeko Busujima had won, even though it was because Hasegawa was unaccustomed to the new weapon. But Saeko was still very happy. With Hasegawa's current strength, it would be extremely difficult for her to defeat him again; she would lose eight out of ten matches, especially since Hasegawa was visibly improving each time.

So now, every time she can beat Hasegawa, she'll do it, and no matter the reason, Saeko Busujima will be very happy.

"After all, it's my first time using this kind of weapon, and it's so sharp. It's no wonder I'm nervous." Hasegawa smiled wryly, plucked a single hair from his hair, and then let it fall towards the blade.

"Forehead--"

It's a bit embarrassing; the hair didn't actually break.

Seeing Hasegawa's actions, Saeko Busujima couldn't help but laugh: "Hasegawa-kun, although the craftsmanship of this katana is exquisite and its quality is excellent, it still cannot achieve the legendary divine weapon's ability to cut a hair in two."

"Uh, I just thought it was very sharp, so I wanted to try it out." Hasegawa awkwardly touched his nose, and before the hair fell to the ground, he swung his katana, finally severing the hair. Although it wasn't a hair-splitting cut, a light swing was enough to cut the hair, which was enough to show how sharp the katana was.

However, this sharp katana had some small nicks on it after the battle with Saeko Busujima, which made Hasegawa feel a little heartbroken.

Indeed, even modern samurai swords cannot remain as sharp and undamaged as the weapons used by martial arts masters in wuxia novels, no matter how many years they are used.

"Does it hurt your heart?" Saeko Busujima asked with a smile, noticing the fleeting look of heartache in Hasegawa's eyes.

"That's true. This is such a fine katana, but now it has several nicks." Hasegawa nodded frankly.

“So the blade needs to be resharpened after a battle. No matter how it looks, a katana is actually a consumable item. Let me teach you how to maintain it, how to care for it, and how to sharpen it,” Saeko Busujima said to Hasegawa.

"Huh?" Hasegawa was taken aback.

“If you can’t learn these skills, then I won’t feel comfortable handing this katana to you,” Saeko Busujima laughed.

"Give it to me? You mean you're going to give it to me?" Hasegawa asked in surprise, with a hint of joy, but mostly heartache. He felt heartache whenever it wasn't his, but now that Saeko Busujima was going to give it to him, looking at the chip in it, Hasegawa felt even more heartache.

“That’s right, consider it a welcome gift for joining the Busujima school. Although the craftsmanship is exquisite, it’s still a mass-produced katana, so it’s not too expensive,” Saeko Busujima nodded and said to Hasegawa.

"Well then, thank you, Saeko Busujima." Hasegawa hesitated a bit, but he really liked the katana, and Saeko Busujima had told him it was a mass-produced item, so the price shouldn't be too high. In that case, Hasegawa accepted it. After all, he liked it too much.

Seeing Hasegawa accept it, Saeko Busujima smiled and nodded. However, she didn't explain herself too clearly. Although the katana could be considered mass-produced, this so-called mass production only applied to ancient times when there were no advanced machines. Even now, with so many machines available, it would still take a considerable amount of time to forge such a katana.

Chapter 105 Hasegawa's Panic

Hasegawa was very interested in using his newly acquired katana to practice kendo, so he spent most of the weekend at the Busujima-ryu kendo dojo.