For children like Kuang Jin, Sanemi, and Yan Zi,
it had never occurred to them that this trip to Yokohama had gradually begun to "change in character."
They had simply come together, happy to visit their eldest Senior Brother, who had retired because of his injuries.
Instead, they had fallen straight into a "hellish training camp" ten times stricter than Sendai Dojo.
After all, although the Swordsmen at the dojo in Sendai were all strong,
they were no stronger than experts on the level of Senior Brother Igarashi, Vice-Captain Persimmon, and Kazami-sensei.
Let alone having those experts accompany them throughout their training.
Having these people guide two and a half novices in their training was like using an antiaircraft gun to kill mosquitoes. Their teaching capabilities were overkill.
And although these people were usually quite gentle and easy to talk to,
once they grew serious about directing their training, that strictness...
made them no easier to deal with than that "Old Geezer," Kazami.
After a whole day of grueling, high-intensity training,
never mind Yan Zi,
even the normally hardy Masachika Kume found it a little too much.
"Listen, my benefactor and Senior Brother, if this keeps up, I really am going to break..."
That evening, Street Girl simply collapsed in the corridor outside the dining room.
She barely even had the strength to take another step.
Xia Xi said, "Look at Sanemi. His training load is much heavier than yours."
"But he's a boy..."
"But he'll leave you further and further behind in strength. Then he'll get to call you [Little Yan Zi] every day."
A trace of conflict visibly appeared on Street Girl's face.
Without waiting for her to complain further, Xia Xi continued, "Dinner's almost ready. Stop sprawling out there and get inside."
"After you eat, remember to