It was true that Enzo had a high social status, but he wielded little official authority. If he attempted to handle everything himself, he would achieve half the result with twice the effort, even if he spent a lot more money.
However, with the help of Masakazu Shimizu, the local snake, Enzo knew the rest of the work would be swiftly managed.
Whether it was securing a construction team or sourcing materials from the right supplier, it was just a matter of a phone call from the other party.
Shortly after finalizing the general details of the construction, Enzo declined Masakazu's invitation to visit a famous izakaya and returned directly to the dojo. After all, he had already vented his lustful desires on Manami five times that afternoon, and now he felt no sexual interest in mere vulgar bitches.
"You are back!"
As soon as he walked into the backyard of the dojo, Enzo heard a clear, welcoming voice.
Saeko was sitting on her knees in the corridor, dressed in well-fitting home clothes, and greeted him with a respectful bow.
She had obviously been waiting here for a long time, judging by the way this girl was sitting on her knees!
"What's the matter?"
Although Enzo knew that Saeko had been waiting to confront him about the afternoon's events, he feigned ignorance.
In this world, as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, others would be the ones to feel awkward.
As expected, Saeko clearly didn't expect her father to play dumb and pretend to be oblivious to what had happened earlier.
One must know that after sending that charming bitch away, Saeko endured her nausea and cleaned up the garbage in the meeting room!
She didn't know if that bitch of a woman was made of water; not only had she soaked five tatami mats, but she had also left the table sticky. It took Saeko two hours to get rid of the disgusting remnants.
To be honest, Saeko had no objection to her father having sex with women. After all, it was not her turn to intervene in such matters, right?
However, her father actually planned to accept that woman's daughter as his disciple, and Saeko felt compelled to speak out. She couldn't let her father be swayed by the dirty charms and tricks of that vulgar bitch.
Her father had spent a lifetime becoming the number one swordsman in Japan. He had been her idol since childhood. Saeko would never let him do something that would damage his reputation because of a moment of confusion and impulse.
"Father, I heard from Mrs. Katsura that her daughter will undergo an apprenticeship ceremony in three days and will officially become your disciple?"
Saeko calmed herself and asked in the gentlest tone possible.
"Yes, that's correct," Enzo replied, sitting down cross-legged, facing Saeko, and nodding.
"But Father, as your disciple, she represents more than just herself; she represents your face. I don't believe that girl, Kotonoha, has the qualifications!"
Disciples who were personally mentored by Master Busujima were different from the ordinary apprentices accepted when the dojo opened. Each one represented Master Busujima himself. Over the years, he had only accepted three disciples.
Saeko was now afraid that her father would do something wrong and be seduced by the vixen's pair of big breasts, so that he would lose his lifetime reputation in a daze.
In response to her question, Enzo remained indifferent. He did not speak and instead extended the index and middle fingers of his right hand, slashing towards Saeko's neck.
Whoosh!
Suddenly sensing an unprecedented murderous aura, Saeko reacted instantly, drawing her wooden sword without hesitation.
Crack!
But contrary to Saeko's expectations, the wooden knife made of oak couldn't block the attack. It was split in half in an instant.
Saeko's eyes widened as she felt his fingers touch her neck, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.
It was true that her speed and skill were exceptional among her peers, but compared to Master Busujima, she was still leagues behind.
"A father mustn't be an old fool. The girl named Kotonoha is indeed talented. As for her mother, well, that was just a casual affair."
Enzo spoke slowly, his fingers traveling back and forth on Saeko's delicate, fair neck.
"Ha... Hai!"
Despite being just two fingers, they felt like a razor-sharp blade to Saeko, sending goosebumps all over her body.
Although Saeko and Master Busujima had sparred many times in the past, no father would be serious when fighting his daughter, right?
But now, as Enzo went all out, Saeko realized the chasm between their strengths was as vast as an abyss—she couldn't see the end of it at all.
"Understand this well. During the apprenticeship ceremony three days from now, you will fight that girl named Kotonoha. Do not embarrass me," Enzo commanded, standing up and looking down at her condescendingly.
"Yes! I will obey!"
Saeko shouted with astonishing momentum, determination mingling with trepidation in her voice, before quickly falling to her knees on the ground.
"Very good… I'm going to rest now."
Turning away at an angle that Saeko couldn't see, Enzo bared his teeth slightly and began to knead his fingers.
Careless!
Although he was the number one swordsman and possessed the highest level of martial arts in this world, he forgot that this world was still just an ordinary harem comic world.
Cutting the wooden sword with his finger had nearly shattered his finger bones.
However, Saeko was a ruthless person who could chop zombies' heads with her wooden sword. With her current physical fitness, even three or five people holding pistols should be no match for her.
Of course, it could only be a pistol, not a shotgun or a light machine gun. After all, this world was not one of magic and swords.
So to assure her, he had to be ruthless and show her who's the boss.
Speaking of which, even though Saeko's breasts were smaller than Manami's, their shape was exquisite and beautiful. They were an authentic water drop shape, with pink and tender nipples that were simply irresistible.
Enzo couldn't help but want to take those breasts into his hands, play with them carefully, and then taste them with his mouth.
Unfortunately, now was not the time!
A gust of breeze blew by, and Saeko suddenly felt her upper body grow cold and exposed!
"Ah ah!"
Only then did she react from the nervous state just now, but she saw that her chest was wide open and her two plump breasts were exposed.
She quickly covered her breasts with both hands and scrambled to pick up her clothes, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Just now, Enzo used his finger knife to not only shatter her wooden sword but also cut her collar along the neck.
However, his murderous aura captured Saeko at that moment, preventing her from reacting at all.
So when she knelt down and bowed, her clothes, which could not withstand the pressure, fell to the ground, revealing her beautiful breasts that had not yet been touched.
However, since this was purely an accident, Saeko didn't think much about it, but quickly hugged her breasts and fled back to her room as fast as she could.
As for whether it was really an accident, only Enzo knew about it.
"Ahem!"
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