The Demon God Toyotomi Appears

General Honda turned to Shirou and introduced her, saying, "This is my only daughter, Honda Heiha. Shirou, could you help me discipline this dull-witted daughter and talk to her more? Although my daughter isn't very talented, she's kind-hearted and quite pretty. It would be best if you two could get along well."

The general's wife chimed in, "Yes, yes, my daughter may not be the best in other aspects, but she has big breasts and a round bottom, good stamina, and plenty of strength. She's definitely fertile and can easily have three or four big, healthy boys."

"Then we'll leave here for now. You young people living in the same courtyard should get along well. Visiting each other in the evenings is fine too, hehehe." The general's wife smiled and pulled General Honda away from there.

I don't know why the general's tone was somewhat ambiguous when he said this to his wife.

"It feels like a blind date. And they're even trying to sell their daughter?" But Shirou thought about it again. Aren't parents usually very protective of their daughters and reluctant to marry them off? Mothers would set up many barriers such as dowry, property, and cars, while fathers, at least in the Higashiya family, dote on Komachi so much that they want to treat her like royalty and want her to stay by their side for life.

Even though there are hundreds of years between them and the times are different, the culture is still very similar, and the families of people in ancient times should not be too different.

"It was probably just my overthinking," Shirou chuckled, shaking his head.

"Mr. Shirou, would you like me to show you around?" The girl who remained there looked at the lost Shirou with wide eyes and asked.

"No, thank you. I was just about to take a rest," Shirou said with a light laugh.

"Okay, I'll go back and practice now. Please call me if you need anything." The girl nodded in agreement.

"Yes, thank you, Ms. Honda," Shirou said.

"Just call me Hachi-chan or Hachi-chan, that's fine. Goodbye then." The girl smiled, picked up her wooden sword, and ran away.

The other person was still childish; upon hearing Shirou's words, they ran back to practice.

Shirou entered the room assigned to him. The Japanese-style building and white wallpaper reminded him of the large mansion in his previous life, and he felt a little nostalgic.

In the afternoon, Shirou heard the sound of wooden swords chopping across the way, indicating that some kind of duel was taking place.

"It's useless! No matter how much a mediocre person like you practices, it's all in vain!" the young man, who looked to be under twenty, shouted.

"Drink!" The wooden sword in the girl's hand, though powerful, lacked technique, and she could only unleash half of her full fighting strength.

"No matter how strong you are, it's useless if you can't hit anyone!" The man dodged the attack, looked at the girl, and mocked her.

"If you practice hard, even if you don't succeed immediately, something will definitely change!" the girl shouted, and swung her knife down again.

"That's why we told you to stop trying! You're too much of an eyesore! Look at the way you've ruined the Honda family's light, fast, and ruthless knife skills! Are you swinging a hammer?!" The man's eyes flashed with ferocity as he slashed down at the girl's hand holding the knife.

The girl's attack was blocked by the man opposite her, and the knife landed back in his palm.

The girl felt a sharp pain and numbness, and the wooden knife in her hand fell to the ground.

"Thank you for the advice, but I lost..." The girl clenched her hand, which was swollen and red from the blow, leaving a long purple welt, and said with her head down.

"The result will be the same no matter how many times you fight. You have no talent for fighting. You should leave the inheritance of the Honda family business to me." The man from the same clan sheathed his wooden sword and said with a sneer.

"You tomboy, you gorilla woman! You're taller and bigger than most men, but you're not nearly as exciting when you fight," a fellow tribesman mocked.

Shirou brushed past the three boys, who appeared to be from the same Honda family as the girl, and shook his head slightly.

The girl tried very hard but couldn't find the right method, and was ridiculed by her peers.

Even her father, General Honda, had given up on her.

However, this girl is not without potential; she has just been using the wrong methods all along.

Shirou recalled his previous life, after Kiritsugu's death, when he practiced alone every night, endlessly repeating inefficient and extremely dangerous exercises, until he met Tohsaka, which brought about a crucial change. He felt that the girls nowadays had developed a sense of mutual understanding and empathy.

Shirou stepped forward, knelt down, and asked the girl, "Are you alright?"

"Mr. Shirou..." Hachi-chan rubbed his eyes upon hearing the voice, then looked up at Shirou and asked in a low voice, "So I really don't have any talent for martial arts? Even if I try my best, it's all useless?"

"No, you're just using the wrong method," Shirou shook his head and replied softly.

"Really?" Hachi-chan stared intently at Shirou, wanting to confirm it with the man, her eyes filled with expectation.

"Well, you're not suited to using a knife, and your strength is beyond that of ordinary people, so you need a weapon that suits you," Shirou said.

"Weapons? But the Honda family uses their family's traditional swordsmanship?" Hachi-chan blinked, asking in confusion.

"Forget it, you'll only know if it's good or bad after you try. Come with me. I'll give you one!" Shirou said, walking towards the blacksmith's hut.

Shirou began preparing for the forging process, lighting the furnace and waiting for the right temperature to be reached.

If one were to use the Creative Power of their eyes, both this gun and those knives could be made in just a few tens of minutes. However, that would be far too shocking to the world.

Moreover, his original intention in coming here was not to gain anyone's approval, nor to obtain a salary or reward; it was simply to deal with the demons and monsters here and to prevent the people in the city from suffering less.

P. S.: I'm so busy at the end of the year. I didn't have any time to write yesterday during the day... I was dozing off while writing, and I managed to sleep for more than three hours...

Chapter 347 The Demon God Toyotomi Appears

The girl sat outside the blacksmith's hut, her chin resting on her hands, gazing intently at the man inside. She felt his every movement was an art form. The movements of his hands possessed a wondrous rhythm, each strike brimming with explosive beauty.

The furnace erupted with scorching heat. Shirou removed his cloak, revealing only Mars guard on his left arm. His left hand, as strong as an iron arm, gripped a large iron brick, over a meter long, that glowed red-hot and emitted steam. In his right hand, he held a large, dark iron hammer, raised it high, and then slammed it down.

Just as each time a hammer is raised, it flattens the iron billet, it rises, it falls, and the cycle repeats: rises, falls, rises, falls...

This caused Mars to fly everywhere, and the flames in the forge to churn.

It started as ordinary iron, but after being refined a hundred times, impurities were removed, and the iron was tightly bonded together to become steel.

After being refined a thousand times, it becomes Xuan Steel.

The final steel billet shrank smaller and smaller until it became a heavy steel bar one meter long.

"Wow, that's amazing..." the girl exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't just sit there, go and try out all the weapons in this training ground, let me see," Shirou said.

"Okay," the girl replied obediently.

From wooden swords to nodachi, axes, and longbows, the girl used them all with great clumsiness. She was very strong, even stronger than an adult man, but she didn't know how to control her strength, so her fighting was a pitiful sight.

But when the girl picked up the spear, she seemed like a different person, wielding the shaft as if creating a whirlwind.

Thus, the weapon Shirou wanted to make was decided.

"Come on, stand still and raise your hand first," Shirou said as he walked up to the girl.

"Is that so?" The girl asked in confusion, standing straight and then opening her arms to the sides, allowing Shirou had walked behind her, to do as he pleased.

Shirou picked up the tailor's ruler and carefully measured the girl's height, arm span, bust, waist, and every part of her body.

"Eh..." The girl blushed. She didn't know whether to straighten her chest and tuck in her stomach or bend her legs and hunch her neck. She had always felt inferior because she was too tall and strong.

"Stand still!" Shirou reminded him.

"Yes!" The girl resignedly closed her eyes, her heart pounding rapidly. She thought, 'Although I'm shy, if it's Shirou, he'd do anything for me...'

Shirou, oblivious to anything amiss, simply turned and returned to the blacksmith's shop, beginning to sharpen and adjust the long blade and gun barrel to the perfect fit for the girl.

"Waaah..." The girl closed her eyes, and after a long while, she opened them again, only to find that the person whose heart had been pounding in her chest had already left. She looked at Shirou with a resentful expression.

After that, a spear similar to a trident appeared, except that the two sides faced left and right respectively, instead of standing upright in the sky like the central blade. The blade revealed its sharpness and emitted a chill that was completely different from that of the furnace.

The tang below the blade fits into the shaft. The gun body is also made of steel, but the material is different. It is solid and heavy, yet as flexible as a fine wooden shaft, it can be bent and swung out like a whip.

The entire process took no more than six hours, whereas it would normally take two or three days. However, thanks to the Creative Power, Shirou shortened it to just one afternoon and completed it.

Shirou's arm jerked, mimicking the moves of the Li Shuwen the Divine Spear, whom he had fought before. He shook the spear, and it moved like a dragon emerging from its cave. The sharpened blade flashed with a cold light, causing a howling wind and carrying a sharpness that could cut through anything.

"Come on, give it a try!" Shirou tossed the finished spear into the girl's hands.

"Yes, Master Shirou!" The girl took the gun, weighed it in her hand, and felt that it was just right. She answered loudly.

"Master? I'm not trying to establish a master-disciple relationship with you," Shirou said, waving his hand. He only wanted to help the girl on a whim.

"No, everyone has given up on me, only you, Master, were willing to teach me. So, whether in this life, the next life, or the life after that, I will always remember your kindness!" Hachi-chan said very earnestly.

"Alright, whatever you say. Let's try out the new weapon first. Let's practice thrusting 10,000 times a day." Shirou said after thinking for a moment.

"Huh? Master, do you want me to practice my marksmanship?" the girl asked, looking up in confusion.

"Well, all I can teach you are the most basic moves. Give it a try," Shirou said.

"Yes!" The girl didn't think much of it and just did as Shirou said.

"As expected, you're better suited to using guns," Shirou said with a light laugh.

"Really, I always felt that I preferred this spear to the sword, but Father uses a sword. If I were to wield a spear, wouldn't his skills be lost?" The girl exclaimed, nodding and then shaking her head.

"You still have your clan brothers, right? You're too strong, and you're not good at swordsmanship, so no matter how much you practice, you'll only ever be a third-rate swordsman. But learning to use a spear is different," Shirou said.

If the girl is indeed Honda Tadakatsu from another world, then the weapon she uses is naturally a gun. In the minds of the Japanese people, she is one of the best gun users. Not letting her use a gun is as inconceivable as asking Guan Yu to stop wielding his broadsword and switch to a sword.

"I understand! I heard you say that. By the way, Master Shirou, what's the name of this gun?"

"No name needed, just name it whatever you like," Shirou agreed. He was simply forging a suitable weapon for the girl without any real thought.

"I'll get it? Then what should we call this gun?" Hachi-chan asked, looking troubled.

Just then, a dragonfly flew over and landed on the blade of the gun. As it spread its wings to leave, it bumped into the tip of the blade, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Hachi-chan felt two Black Shadow fall from above her head and let out a scream.

Looking down for a closer look, I saw that the dragonfly had been neatly split in two, with two thin wings on each side, as if it had been lying flat, measured with a ruler, and then cut open with a sharp knife, making it perfectly symmetrical.

The gun blade was so sharp that the dragonfly was sliced in two by the weight of its foot alone.

"Tonbokiri! Shirou! This spear is called Tonbokiri!" Hachi-chan exclaimed, his eyes shining as he held the spear.

"Is that so? Not a bad name." Shirou nodded in agreement with a playful smile.

"Hehe, thank you, Master Shirou! I will cherish her for the rest of my life." Hachi-chan squinted and rubbed his face against the gun barrel as he spoke.

"Yes, I'm glad you like it. Your martial arts talent is definitely not bad. Even if others can't understand it right now, I fully acknowledge your abilities. Your previous efforts were definitely not in vain." Shirou nodded as he looked at the girl's happy expression. As the maker, he felt gratified when the user was satisfied with the weapon.

"Really?" The girl looked at Shirou, deeply moved. She had never received such recognition before, despite her hard work in practicing.

"Yes, I promise you." Shirou nodded with a smile.

He had witnessed the girl's efforts; she was the same kind of person as him. He had practiced in the storeroom every night, though it was all blind practice without a teacher's guidance.

If it weren't for the Holy Grail War and his encounter with Tohsaka, he would probably have remained at the level of using Reinforcement Magic for his entire life. However, those early practices later became the fundamental driving force that propelled him forward.

So Shirou couldn't help but want to help a girl like Hachi-chan.

"Thank you so much!" The girl's eyes were filled with tears as she opened her arms and rushed towards Shirou, ignoring the fact that both of them were covered in sweat from the intense exercise, their clothes soaked and clinging to their bodies.

"Wait! Miss Honda! Hachi-chan! Don't hug me! I'm shirtless and all sweaty!" Shirou was caught off guard and suddenly hugged, feeling as if he had been hit head-on by a charging wild boar.

"I don't care about any of that~!" Hachi-chan hugged Shirou with all her might, expressing her feelings at that moment.

"Don't use so much force!"

It's so hard! It hurts! But... it's also so soft!

Shirou felt an overwhelming, suffocating force pressing down on him. The girl held her gun tightly, pressing it down on Shirou's body along with her arm. Her strength was truly immense. Shirou felt as if he had used Divine Power to block the pressure; otherwise, his body would have been crushed with a purple mark from the gun barrel.

Moreover, although the girl had the mind of a child, her figure was already quite adult, leaning towards the plump and voluptuous type. At this moment, she pressed herself against him without any warning, which was in a bad way in every sense.

Just then, Mrs. Honda, who lived in the main house, arrived and peeked out from the back door, witnessing the scene.

"Ara ara..."

"Wait! Madam, let me explain."

"Looks like we need to start preparing the wedding items." Mrs. Honda covered her mouth and laughed, turning back to where she was, ignoring Shirou's calls. She simply quickened her pace.

She was initially worried that her daughter, who was Martial Arts Enthusiast and quite large, wouldn't be able to grasp the concepts, but it seems things are progressing quite quickly. They've only been together a day, and they're already very much in love.

After that, everyone in the Honda family became much more friendly towards Shirou.

In the days that followed, Shirou prepared for the forging of the demon sword while instructing the girl in basic spear techniques. The girl practiced diligently and displayed astonishing talent. The adults of the Honda family seemed happy to see the two of them together, and no one came to stop them.

"Master Shirou! Good morning!" Hachi-chan, still sweating after finishing his morning exercise, ran over.

"Wipe your sweat first!" Shirou placed a clean towel on the girl's head and gently rubbed her head as he spoke.

"Yes!" Hachi-chan lowered her head, her face slightly flushed, and happily agreed.

Shirou returned to the blacksmith's shop and wrapped the nine samurai swords arranged on the sword rack in cloth.

"Master Shirou, has the weapon already been forged?" Hachi-chan asked, watching Shirou's actions with a puzzled look.

"Yes, it's already forged and can be delivered today," Shirou replied.

Shirou has now forged nine demon swords. Although they still have the drawback of needing to be bloodthirsty to be drawn, Shirou currently has no good materials to replace these swords. He has no shortage of silver, though. He can extract its essence, refine it into silver essence, and attach it to the blades to create silver weapons that are extremely effective against monsters.

However, this is a sword used to slay demons, but it is also a bloodthirsty demon sword. If the user, relying on the sharpness of the weapon, only cares about himself, is blinded by desire, and deviates from the greater good, he is destined to be hurt by these blades.

Shirou sped up his forging. He didn't intend to stay here long. Through his investigation, he had now determined that the demons and monsters were likely man-made. To completely resolve the problem, Shirou planned to travel to Osaka Castle to meet Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the man who killed Nobunaga and whom Tokugawa Ieyasu called a true demon Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

While staying here, you can hear strange rumors from time to time, such as that demons have formed a large army, and that the demon god Toyotomi Hideyoshi has swept through a certain city and slaughtered the daimyo's family.