Editing Hyakka Ryouran Samurai Girls:Volume 1 Chapter 1 (section)

===Part 3===

The sound of a girl’s voice echoed throughout the training hall. Muneakira turned around.

“The student council…?”

Adorned with the insignia and wearing the arm band of the disciplinary committee, a uniform clad girl was standing imperiously behind him.

“Hattori Hanzo Yoshinari of the disciplinary committee, under the executive committee. I have come to oversee the handing over of the Yagyuu dojo!”

She had cool and calm eyes behind her glasses. Her school uniform had been modified to resemble a maid’s uniform, and standing behind her were several female students also belonging to the disciplinary committee.

In total there were ten of them.

Even though they were girls, he couldn’t let his guard down. All of them were trained in the Hattori style of ninja arts, and were the enforcers of the student committee. All of them carried straight swords behind their backs.

“O-of all the times to come…”

While Muneakira was panicking, Hanzo had entered into the training hall and was approaching him.

“Yagyuu Muneakira, submit this instant… Ah—!”

Having noticed the hole in the ceiling, she raised her voice.

“What’s with this hole!? This dojo is already under the management of the student council. You can’t just go around and destroy parts of the place as you like… ahh, even the floor….?!”

Hanzo was Muneakira’s classmate, and also the class representative. A character trait of hers was she was habitually strict and fussy.

Her sharp sight had caught the hole in the floor, and now she was advancing towards Muneakira,on the verge of unleashing her wrath on the person she thought responsible.

Once she had reached a certain distance, it became impossible to hide it from her any longer.

“Ah, um…”

Hanzo had spotted the naked girl Muneakira was holding on to.

“…! Wh-what!? What are you— such a… shameful… “

Hanzo’s screeched.

“Student council rule number 21, fraternization between males and females is illegal! Th-this… for a naked couple to be embracing… it’s… it’s impure…!”

Hanzo’s face turned bright red in the blink of an eye. She was flusteredly screaming at Muneakira.

“No, wait a minute! This is a misunderstanding… I don’t know what’s going on too! I have no idea who this girl is… she fell through the hole, no, I didn’t actually see it, but she probably did. That’s why…”

“Onii-chan”

“Yeah, I’m just her onii-chan. … Eh.”

The girl laughed. However, Hanzo’s face grew even more grim.

“Onii-chan…!? I-incest!? You’d lay a hand on your younger sister!? You brute! Yagyuu Muneakira, you’re really the lowest…!”

Having spoken thus, she removed a dagger from her bossom in a fit of anger, and thrust it in the direction of Muneakira.

“Wait, stop this…!”

Having said that though, Muneakira was still a samurai.

Reflexively, he drew the uchigatana<ref>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uchigatana</ref> he was carrying with him, and parried the oncoming dagger.

The two blades met with the resounding sound of steel clashing on steel.

Hanzo’s dagger was sent flying from her grasp.

At this point, if Muneakira wasn’t clinging on to the girl, or if the girl wasn’t clinging on to him, he could have easily dodged the oncoming dagger.

“Guh…!”

The tip of the dagger lightly grazed his forehead. In order to protect the girl, Muneakira had used himself as a shield, causing him to be unable to completely dodge the dagger.

Blood began to flow from the wound.

“Ah…! Are you ok?!”

The one who was shocked was Hanzo. Muneakira merely laughed it off,

“I’m fine. The wound isn’t that deep. More importantly though, at least let me explain this whole situation properly…”

He stopped halfway. His gaze had fallen onto the girl in his arms.

The blood from his wound had fallen onto her face. Also, a little had gotten onto her chest as well.

“Sorry. You’re all dirty from the blood. Let me wipe it off…”

Searching for a handkerchief, he reached into the pocket of his hakama.

Unexpectedly, the girl lifted up her face.

Her bangs had been covering her face so he couldn’t see it, but now it had completely changed.

The expression on the face his blood was now on had been sweet, gentle, and as cute as a toddler’s, but now it was a mature one, with a healthy glow and an expression as cold as ice.

“You…”

As Muneakira remained in a state of shock, the girl got up. Slowly, she stood on her feet.

“What is this… Who are you…?”
	
At her sudden change, Hanzo involuntarily raised her voice. In response to it, the girl’s eyes shifted their focus onto Hanzo. In her hands, she gripped the daisho pair she had been holding onto earlier.

“I am… Yagyuu Jubei…”

It was a quiet voice, but heavy enough such that the earth seem to rumble with it.

Her eyes, which had been like a warm lake, now turned into a deep blue, like an ocean.

“Jubei… Are you referring to Jubei Mitsuyoshi-sama?”

Muneakira was the one who asked.

Yagyuu Jubei Mitsuyoshi.

More than anything else, that name held a special meaning for the Yagyuu clan. And the naked girl had clearly uttered those words from her mouth.

“Who on earth… are you?”

“T-Throw down your sword and come along quietly now! Yagyuu Muneakira, if you do not comply, then you leave us no choice but to use our full strength to bring you and that girl both in!”

While Hanzo spoke, she gave a hand signal. The disciplinary committee members under her command spread to form a circle, trapping them inside it. They were planning on encircling them to ensure Muneakira and the girl’s capture.

“W-wait! Please wait! Let me talk to her first!”

Ignoring Muneakira’s entreaty, the female students drew their swords. Upon seeing the gleam of their swords, the girl calling herself Yagyuu Jubei took action.

Without even a single sound, she distanced herself away from Muneakira.

At that point, she already had a sword in each hands. In her left was the tachi<ref>the longer one</ref>, and her right held the kogatana<ref>the shorter one</ref>. Flipping the scabbards, she placed them standing on the floor.

(Huh…? What is she doing…?)

Muneakira watched on.

He was surprised by how she managed to leave his side without him noticing, but even stranger was the way she had stood her two swords with the hilt facing down.

(In that situation, she can’t draw her sword at all. Or rather, she doesn’t want to draw them. Maybe she doesn’t want to cause a bigger commotion than she already has, but…)

His swordsman’s intuition was warning him of something though. Something was about to happen, and it was something he wanted to see with his own eyes.

The girl’s sudden change in character and her calling herself Yagyuu Jubei intrigued him.

Furthermore, up till just now she was soft and tender, but now she was completely different, her whole body filled with an unusual atmosphere. It wasn’t killing intent, and if he had to put into words then he would have to say it was like Kenki<ref>剣気. Made famous by Rurounin Kenshin. It's basically a swordsman's spirit, and it affects the swordsman's strength. Best example is go play samurai spirits 0, the gauge below your life gauge is the kenki gauge.</ref>, a concept only swordsmen would understand.

(Even so… I wish she’d at least wear something.)

As usual the girl had nothing on her, her figure very much like the way one was born into the world.

Muneakira removed the jacket tied around his waist, and offered it to her, his gesture meaning ‘at least put this on’. However, it was unclear whether the girl had noticed, and all she said was

“Get down. No actually… Jump.”

“Jump…?”

At least he understood the order to get down. But jump? Muneakira was confused as to what sort of warning that was.

Before he could voice his next question though, it happened.