Chapter 19 Chapter 19 I want to introduce a potential partner to Professor Fukuzawa...

While I was still lost in thought, Fukuzawa-sensei coughed at just the right moment, immediately silencing Edogawa Ranpo, who was about to ask more questions. It was truly intimidating; no wonder he's the president of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Yoriichi, Uta, come with me."

Fukuzawa-sensei stood up and led Yoriichi and me to the courtyard, where he began to teach us kendo.

To be precise, he taught me swordsmanship. Yoriichi could only watch from the sidelines. In Fukuzawa's words, his swordsmanship had reached a state of natural perfection. If he wanted to improve further, he could only rely on his own enlightenment. Deliberately learning sword moves would be a step down.

Hearing Fukuzawa-sensei's evaluation of Yoriichi, I felt a little bit jealous.

Yoriichi hasn't been wielding a sword as long as I have, yet he's now a master of swordsmanship, while I haven't even mastered the correct way to hold a sword. We're both human, so why is there such a huge difference? No wonder Kokushibo was so jealous.

If I were even a little narrow-minded, I probably would have been jealous of Yoriichi's god-like talent. Luckily, I've always been easygoing. Yoriichi's swordsmanship is strong, but my medical skills are alright. It's okay to be a little jealous, as long as I don't end up like Kokusatsu, sour as lemons.

After casually criticizing Kokuichi Iwakatsu, I felt great and started learning kendo very seriously from Fukuzawa-sensei. I quickly mastered the basics of kendo.

When I was able to hold and swing the sword correctly, Fukuzawa-sensei assigned me the task of swinging the sword a thousand times before he began teaching Yoriichi.

What he taught Yoriichi was not sharp sword techniques, but his experience as the lone swordsman Silver Wolf in battle. That was the most valuable thing, and even I benefited greatly from listening to him.

So having a good teacher really does affect one's entire life. If I hadn't persistently begged Tsunade to be my teacher, I would have been reunited with my parents in the Pure Land by now.

After swinging my sword a thousand times, I was drenched in sweat. At that moment, Master Fukuzawa finished teaching Yoriichi and handed me a medicine box. "Apply this to your hands to reduce inflammation and relieve pain."

Looking at my hands, blistered from swinging the knife a thousand times, I smiled at Mr. Fukuzawa and said, "Let me perform a magic trick for you! It'll be absolutely amazing!"

I showed my hands, which were in a terrible state, and then put them together, saying in a serious tone, "The moment to witness a miracle has arrived!"

When my hands separated again, there were no signs of injury, and I was delighted to see Fukuzawa-sensei's slightly surprised look.

"Medical ninjutsu, you deserve to have it!"

I grinned and gave a thumbs up, then wiped the sweat dripping down my face with my sleeve, only to find that my sleeve was a little damp.

When Fukuzawa-sensei saw my actions, she paused for a moment and said with some self-reproach, "It was my oversight. Take a rest for a while, and I'll take you and Yoriichi to buy some daily necessities. You should also prepare a few sets of clothes to change into."

Seeing that Ms. Fukuzawa was seriously considering raising the children, I was really touched. Even though she knew that the two children would be sent away soon, she still cared for and loved them completely. The teacher's character is really too good.

Why can't such a good person find a wife, just like Kakashi-sensei? It's so worrying.

I was still thinking about this question even when I went out with Professor Fukuzawa.

Looking at Mr. Fukuzawa, whose posture was as upright as a pine tree, whose face was handsome and serious, and whose aura was still powerful even when he was walking slowly, it was really hard to imagine what kind of woman was worthy of such a good teacher. She seemed destined to be single forever!

I'll introduce Kakashi-sensei to Fukuzawa-sensei sometime in the future. They both have silver hair and can't find girlfriends, so I'm sure they'll have a lot in common and might even become good friends!

Ranpo, who was walking beside me, was eating potato chips and staring at me as he said, "I always feel like you're thinking something very rude."

"You're mistaken." I quickly denied it, then turned to Yosano Akiko to change the subject, afraid that Ranpo would really guess what I was thinking. His perfect reasoning was even more unscientific than superpowers.

"Sister Jingzi, I'll need your help when I go shopping for clothes later."

I said in a soft, cute voice that I completely agreed with Yosano Akiko accompanying me to buy clothes. If it were Fukuzawa-sensei taking me shopping, I would really be worried that his reputation would be ruined!

"It's alright." Yosano Akiko looked at me with interest and said, "You say you're a medical ninja, are you a doctor too?"

While most people wouldn't ask a seven-year-old such a question, it's not surprising that Yosano Akiko became a military doctor at the extremely unscientific age of eleven.

"Ah! I'm a doctor at Konoha Hospital, and my treatment skills are quite impressive!"

I am quite proud of my profession. In order to master medical ninjutsu, I devoted all my energy to studying the medical knowledge taught by Tsunade, which is why I survived after the Nine-Tails was transferred during the Fourth Shinobi World War.

Yosano Akiko's eyes lit up when she heard what I said, and she began to discuss medical skills with me. Although her superpower was the extremely hardcore "Please Don't Die" which required beating someone to the brink of death to cure them, her medical skills were also very high. She was adept at treating illnesses and detoxifying.

I have also done a lot of research in this area, and it was a very pleasant conversation with her about medicine. Listening to the medical experience of an excellent doctor from another world was quite enlightening.

Perhaps because it's rare to meet someone with whom I share common interests, Dr. Yosano's gaze towards me softened even more. If there were a favorability rating, it would be at least +30.

Unfortunately, the phone rang halfway through the conversation. The Armed Detective Agency had received another request regarding a murder case, requiring Ranpo to go to the crime scene immediately.

Dr. Yosano wanted to stay, not only to continue exchanging medical knowledge, but also to accompany me shopping for clothes. It seems she also realized that Fukuzawa-sensei's reputation would be damaged if he accompanied me shopping for clothes. This is all Mori Ougai's fault, and I will not accept any rebuttal.

In the end, Dr. Yosano accompanied Ranpo to the crime scene. Although Fukuzawa-sensei didn't say much after giving the order, I knew he was worried that Yoriichi and I would encounter the Port Mafia. At this point, only Fukuzawa-sensei could protect us in all of Yokohama.

Fukuzawa-sensei is such a kind person!

I started to consider whether to introduce Tsunade-sensei to Fukuzawa-sensei. Tsunade-sensei, who is still single, is someone I'm quite worried about.

However, I always feel that if I were to suggest introducing someone to Tsunade-sensei, I would be punched so hard I'd end up in the hospital!

Furthermore, Tsunade-sensei has not yet paid off her gambling debts, which is a bit worrying as it may cause a financial crisis for Fukuzawa-sensei.

I'm so conflicted!

"What are you thinking about?"

A serious and reserved voice reached my ears at that moment, and a warm, broad hand pressed on my head, making me feel a surge of warmth in my heart. I almost blurted out my desire to introduce him to someone.

Thankfully, I managed to hold back in time. I looked up at the tall, imposing silver-haired man in front of me. Despite his imposing aura and stern, cold demeanor, he gave me a sense of closeness. I wasn't afraid of him at all. Uh, I feel like turning into a cat again.

I quickly resisted the urge to turn into a cat and said with an adorable smile, "What clothes should I buy? Anything is fine except for dresses!"

Speaking of Western-style dresses, I immediately think of a certain lolicon who likes young girls, so it's best to stay away from those kinds of stores. If I happen to run into some unknown boss with the surname Mori, Fukuzawa-sensei's reputation will definitely suffer.

After thinking for a moment, Ms. Fukuzawa made a decision: "I'll wear a kimono. That way, I won't feel uncomfortable if I go back to the Sengoku period in the future."

"Hmm." I nodded with a smile, thinking that this was not bad either. All three of them were dressed in retro clothes, and they looked like a family.

Seeing that Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi wanted to continue walking forward, I gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "Teacher, may I hold your hand?"

Seeing my expectant look, Mr. Fukuzawa's usually stern face softened with a gentle smile. He took my small hand in his large, warm hand, giving me a wonderful feeling.

Then, to be fair, Fukuzawa-sensei extended his other hand and held Yoriichi's hand. Since I always habitually held Yoriichi's hand, the three of us ended up holding hands and forming a circle, which was a bit comical.

Yoriichi, who hadn't spoken a word the whole way and seemed a little dazed, looked over blankly. I reluctantly let go of Fukuzawa-sensei's hand, then smiled and said to Yoriichi, "Teacher wanted to hold your hand too! Wasn't it warm?"

Yoriichi held his teacher's hand to feel it, nodded gently and said "Mmm," with a faint smile on his face.

This scene made me laugh. It's so nice that someone else is holding Yoriichi's hand besides me.

For the rest of the time, Fukuzawa-sensei and I walked beside Yoriichi, each holding one of his hands. Yoriichi, who always seemed a bit withdrawn, surprisingly took the initiative to speak. It was clear that he enjoyed being held hands by his teacher and friend, which made him quite happy.

I really hope Yoriichi can stay happy forever. In his original destiny, he would have lost his beloved wife and children and his important older brother, and would have been alone in the long night, endlessly killing demons. He would have lived a lonely life from youth to old age, until he saw his brother who had become a demon and shed sad tears...

Yoriichi was truly pitiful. What good was his godlike talent? In the end, he lived a life of loneliness and couldn't hold onto anything. We must help Yoriichi escape that tragic fate no matter what!

I secretly made up my mind that once I had mastered swordsmanship with Fukuzawa-sensei, I would defeat Tsugikuni Kokushibo in my dream to avenge my previous defeat. After that, I would build a good relationship with him and speak ill of Muzan. In any case, Kokushibo was already thinking of replacing Yoriichi in completing the mission of killing the Demon King. As long as he avoided the fate of becoming a demon, most of the problem would be solved. Once Muzan died, everything would be resolved.

By then, the mission to save the Demon Slayer world will be complete, and Yoriichi, whose fate has been changed, can leave the Warring States period without even flush toilets and live in the modern Bungo Stray Dogs world. In this world, there is Fukuzawa Yukichi, who cares about him, and I believe Yoriichi will live a good life.

I looked at Yoriichi beside me and smiled faintly. Regardless of whether I would marry him in the future, I sincerely hoped that Yoriichi could find happiness. This was my heartfelt blessing to him as a friend.