Miru District, Yagyu's Kendo dojo.
"Hah!"
Fourteen-year-old Yagyu Shizuka held a bamboo sword calmly in her hands, suddenly made a slash at the goza target. Instead of a 'pop' sound, a huge booming sound was heard, and the goza target was sent flying violently.
Yagyu Kenichiro, who was sitting far away, felt his eyelid twitch. He then sighed, thinking that it would be great if his daughter was a man. It was not that he's patriarchal, it was just that he was the only man left with the Yagyu family's bloodline, but he and his wife still ended up having a daughter.
His daughter would one day get married and assume her husband's family name. Even if she had a child, that child would still belong to her husband's bloodline.
Perhaps, he would be the one marking the end of the Yagyu family's bloodline. As Yagyu Kenichiro sat there, thinking about all these in despair, puffing on his cigarette, he then grabbed the sake beside him and started drinking.
