"Mother, this stuff is so hard," Haruka complained.
Her brows knitted tightly as she stared hard at her red thumb.
The young lady couldn't count how many times the needle had pierced into her thumb all in the name of learning how to sew.
The worst part was that she couldn't leave the spot she was sitting in, as her mother was watching her with a cane in her hand.
"You wield a sword all day, but the mere piercing of a needle actually does so much harm?" Ito Hana questioned as her sight narrowed at her.
Whom was her daughter trying to fool?
How could she say that needlework, a woman's job, was harder than playing around with a sword meant only for males?
That must be a big joke.
Haruka lifted her head further with pouted lips and uttered, "Mother, this is a lot harder. This sharp pointed tool has poked my fingers several times."
