However, the two major clans in this story...
They carry a bit of personal grudge.
The old man hadn't really thought about why this female protagonist had the "can fight" tag.
After all...
"Inazuma Kamisato-ryū Swordsmanship, Full Transmission—Kamisato Ayaka, stepping forth!"
"Actually, the story gets even more interesting after this~"
Lady Kamisato seemed a little excited.
After this...?
The old man continued reading downward.
Revenge was absolutely necessary, but how exactly to carry it out?
The best solution would obviously be to report it to Her Excellency the Raiden Shogun.
Oh, that familiar flavor...
Still reporting, huh...
Having once been used as a tool by the Kamisato Clan, the old man found this extremely reasonable.
And then the follow-up...
Without a doubt, she would need to find a high-ranking official who could meet Her Excellency the Raiden Shogun in person to make the report.
But this matter had to be conducted in secret—otherwise, if the two great clans discovered that she was still alive, she would face endless pursuit and assassination.
So Hiraiwa Shizuku decided to find a suitable high official to infiltrate their ranks, and when the time came, she would meet Her Excellency the Raiden Shogun to seek justice.
In the end, Hiraiwa Shizuku discovered that the Shura Anyakonsen-shou's residence was currently recruiting samurai to serve as guards and protect the household...
The old man silently set the outline aside.
Lord Cid already knew what would happen next.
The old man looked toward little Ayato, who was furiously scribbling away.
Hmm... A child like little Ayato...
Surely wouldn't write this kind of plot, right?
Although when the old man first encountered female-oriented novels back in the day, it really did seem to go something like this...
Looking at the title on the outline—"Remnant Moon Chronicles: Hiraiwa Blood Cherry."
The old man still flipped open the outline again.
Thanks to her outstanding martial skills, the young lady of the Hiraiwa family caught the eye of the Shura Anyakonsen-shou...
She successfully joined as one of the Shura Anyakonsen-shou's bodyguards.
Later, relying on her martial prowess and talent, she experienced many events within the Shura Anyakonsen-shou's residence, eventually forming a "good brothers" relationship with the Shura Anyakonsen-shou.
Over time, the Shura Anyakonsen-shou gradually realized the truth—that his good brother from the Hiraiwa family was actually a woman—and chose to keep her secret...
He secretly investigated and assisted Hiraiwa Shizuku in taking revenge against the two great Commissions, helping her build her own forces...
Later, young lady Hiraiwa Shizuku became aware of the help she was receiving...
The two good brothers decided to join forces and confront the two great Commissions together...
The old man set the outline down.
"Madam, isn't the solution simply to report it to Her Excellency the Raiden Shogun?"
"But wouldn't that make the story too simple and monotonous? If you do it that way, how could the story between young lady Hiraiwa Shizuku and the Shura Anyakonsen-shou possibly continue?"
All right, the difference between reality and novels really is quite large.
Then the later plot becomes the so-called pure love between man and woman...
After successfully avenging her great grudge, young lady Hiraiwa Shizuku originally intended to retire into the mountains and live in seclusion, but her good brother the Shura Anyakonsen-shou pulled her along to continue serving the people of Inazuma together...
Although even reading the outline to the end, they never actually get together—it's all about bonds, and the two of them honestly continue serving the people...
But to the old man, this clearly read as a pure, mutual-love story between a devilishly charming Shura Anyakonsen-shou and a slightly masculine yet gentle young lady...
The Shura Anyakonsen-shou felt his reputation was being damaged, but whatever, no big deal.
Fine, fine—Aya-chan has worked hard too...
The old man squatted down beside little Ayato and helplessly patted this big brother's shoulder...
At least this story was pretty normal and didn't have any weird, melodramatic, dog-blood tropes...
This time, the story gets full marks from me.
Well done—I won't worry about you getting arrogant.
Little Ayato, who felt that his writing was a little lacking, looked up in slight confusion at the old man, whose face was full of sympathy.