Chronicles of The Hardships of Komachi in The Sengoku Era

Kujiro, also Shizuko's merchant, had extended his legs to Kyushu as the owner of one of Omi's leading shops.

According to his standpoint, Maori, who lost his link with the main temple, could not hold back the Oda family from hegemony, and he read that the war was not far from approaching Kyushu.

In that way, it was self-evident that Shizuko would embark on artistic protection in order to avoid loss in a war disaster, and he was struggling to create a system that would allow him to get in and support Shizuko locally.

Unlike dealing with merchants, dealing with martial arts people lacks persuasion outside of cash or in kind.

That said, in the land of Kyushu, far away even from Shizuko the boulder, there is no other transport through the sea to set up large sums of money or equivalent worthwhile objects.

So what if your merchant had a base ahead of Kyushu, and cash and cash in kind would be convenient?

Unlike shipping, which may even have a total loss due to a shipwreck, etc., which takes days to arrive, there are trustworthy merchants on site who will use the funds on the spot, and there is no hand in not using them.

If it were to be a deal between people, a huge amount of money would move, and the fees Kujiro would get accordingly would also be huge.

Furthermore, I can sell my name as a trader for Shizuko, and I can consolidate the ground in Kyushu, far from Omi.

Later, if Kyushu's specialties were to be distributed to the East, and various goods from the East were circulated to the West, it would not be known how much profit would be gained.

From his previous relationship with Shizuko, Kujiro listened to contemporary corporate operations and interpreted and practiced them on his own.

It was the construction of a group of companies linked in the capital relationship by issuing shares.

As for Shizuko, we talked about the division that made each have its own distinctive colors, but Kujiro, inferior to the basics, understood that it was the development form of the so-called "Warm Curtain (Goodwill) Division".

However, Kujiro's method of sharing the warm curtains, which dragged on his familial character, was more in line with the times than the ruthless branch independence connected solely by the capital relationship, and oddly enough his measures were successful.

Thanks to Kujiro's roommate, "Tagoya" became a well-known store in the unusual national district, and had grown into a major commercial conglomerate with the widest print in the Japanese book.

Using the group company network created by Tagoya, it will be possible to deposit cash in Taizhang and withdraw cash in Kyushu. It had established the remittance function assumed by the banks of modern society.

Appreciated for this achievement, it was also widely made known to Kyushu's people as Shizuko's merchant, to the point of being entrusted with negotiating with the local people, having obtained the status of merchant but local general representative on the protection of the arts.

"Is Kujiro negotiating about Hotarumaru?

In modern times, Hotarumaru is considered to be the great machete (oohs) of Lai (Lai) Kuo-jun (Kukushi), which became unknown during the period of chaos at the end of the Pacific War, but during the Warring States period, Mr. Azu possesses it as a family heirloom.

In historical fact, Mr. Azu took the opportunity to descend on Mr. Shimazu. Mr. Azu as the great name of the warring Power was exterminated, and later re-established as the Great Palace Division of the Shrine of Azu during the reign of Toyotomi Hideyoshi's Kyushu.

Shizuko thought that even in the midst of that harsh transition (not to mention), he would not let go of Hotarumaru for a single time, and that he would serve as a treasure knife even when he became the Miyashi family of the Shrine of Azu, and that it would be a difficult negotiation because he continued to keep it a secret in the future.

So Shizuko decided to mobilize all the connections she could have.

In other words, through his father-in-law, Sakihisa, he gave a letter from the court about borrowing Hotarumaru. On the other hand, he sent Kujiro, his own deputy, to grab his heart in a unique way by a merchant who jumped into his nostalgia.

And in all those backgrounds, there was the backing of the force that it was the heavy town of the Oda family, supposedly closest to the Heavenly Man.

Even so far, it can be said that it is a difficult place for a creature to say human to take the time to snort.

"When the borrowing comes true, I guess I'll take a picture of the real thing first, file it, and then manufacture a copy"

There are three types of swords owned by Shizuko. The first is the so-called real thing called undergraduate. The second will be a copy of the undergraduate's loss, and the third will be a copy of the undergraduate's existence.

Undergraduate also refers to the sword from which this song is written and copied. Even in response to borrowing as Mr. Azu did this time, a copy will be made of the undergraduate department as an example in the event that the transfer is not possible.

If the manufacturing process had been revealed, a fairly elaborate copy could be desired, but many famous swordsmiths could be made into sword-beaten persons and it was not known whether the same could ever be made again.

Still, Shizuko thinks it makes sense to make copies in researching swords, and vigorously supports blacksmiths to make copies.

Now known as Shizuko's love knife, Okahira is also a copy of what Shizuko usually does.

The undergraduate department is housed in a knife box and tightly controlled to make more elaborate copies.

Only Shizuko or Shizuko will be able to see the undergraduate Big Bao Ping, and Shizuko himself will not be able to wear it except for special events.

Also, even if the attached materials, etc. were lost, the copies made by Shizuko were devised on the stems (baskets) (handles that fit into the pattern) so that the copies would not be confused with the undergraduate department.

It is usually an invisible part of the pattern, but it is required to cut the name of the date of manufacture and "static photograph" there.

Therefore, when the engineers touch the undergraduate department for manufacturing, they will try to consolidate regular soldiers of the static army around the area and even mobilize intermediaries.

Workers on the monitored side were even more welcome to focus on forging because the safety is ensured, from clothing and shelter to materials.

"I wish I could have bought it like" Hakari Aojiang, "but that was just luck on my side."

Shizuko fell asleep on her back on the floor whining.

"Hakakari Aoyagi" is the great side-even (Ooizaki) of the Aoyagi sect, and although the name is uncertain because of its multiple origins, the common part is that it "slashed the ghost of a grinning woman, and the stone lamp was in two when I checked where it was slashed the next morning".

The samurai who supposedly slaughtered this ghost can also ascertain the difference in detail between the three names, in addition to the place where they were slaughtered, they are ghosts with two women and children, etc.

There are also other swords with similar anecdotes, which were made by the Shipwreck (Ozafu) Long Light, hence they are called Tsukai Long Light.

"Shibata took more fruit than his name, so I was glad to miss him."

I imagined that Katsuya Shibata was the owner of Hakakari Aoye, and that as Shizuko, on the other hand, it would remain only for borrowing.

But if you open the lid, Shibata promises to make the assignment in two replies and will instead assist him in managing his territory.

Of course, it was to be hoped that Shibata would prosper and firmly rule the land of Hokuriku for the Oda family as well, a carriage that would cooperate with Nobunaga's permission.

Shizuko has taken the liberty of certifying Shibata as a like-minded man who loves swords as well, and on the other hand, she is happy that the purchase has come true, making her in such a complicated mood that she has been betrayed.

It should be noted that there is no sharpening (to recreate the Japanese knife short), so unlike in modern times, Aoyagi is classified as a katana rather than a large side difference.

"It's risky to use undergraduates for research, and it hurts my nostalgia to make copies of everything."

If there is widespread recognition that swords are traded at high prices, evil raw people will gush out, naturally. Assuming Shizuko's borrowed sword is stolen, her credibility will be lost for no reason whatsoever.

Credit is easy to lose and it takes a long time to win. Allowing theft even once will make it harder to borrow from now on.

It would be possible to push against the backdrop of power and force, but the price of being forced to push a sidecar will always come with it, and sooner or later it could push itself into distress.

In order to eliminate such risks, the borrowed sword takes detailed measurement data, starting with the photograph, and then asks the trusted swordsman to produce the photograph.

During the production of the copies, of course, for undergraduates, the unit of the child keeper is also guarded during transport and transported to a vault located in the Shizuko residence, where the security is most severe, in order to keep it during the period of borrowing if there is room for it.

The copies thus produced are delivered to Shizuko after the prescribed treatment has been applied.

Whether the foil will be attached only to say that Shizuko owned it these days will also generate a certain value for the copy, and caution has been taken about handling the copy.

"Well, the break is over. Get to work."

From the position where he was looking up at the ceiling in bold letters, when he gained momentum, Shizuko hands on the paperwork compartment placed on the stationery.

Around this time, when it came to the work Shizuko herself had to do, it was administrative.

It is the result of reducing the number of jobs that I cannot do without myself, but the adjudicatory affairs that I still cannot judge unless I am in a position to supervise remain, not enough to be busy killing, but I cannot make it easier.

Things like Shizuko herself marching around in armor have been going on for a long time since the Eastern Conquest.

Even if there were to be an appearance, in Shizuko's position it would only be arrayed backwards to give instructions.

Though it is the handling of the bow that excels, none of the melee forces equals none, and they are no better than men in strength arms.

Still, it's never like the generals under Shizuko insult Shizuko.

That's because I see with its eyes her unusual ability to extract and how she continues to maintain the military's lifeline, the barracks, from the point of view of seeing something broad and large.

Sometimes it is insulting to just be a woman if you are an outward unit that doesn't know what the barracks are, but you know that a soldier who has been integrated into the static army and has completed military training, starting in the classroom, is not the only force.

"Hmm. This is passed, this one dismissed? resubmit with the rationale for needing this much budget."

Confirm one document at a time and, if there is no problem, transfer the decision to the adjudicated document box. Write down the reasons for rejection and divide it into separate document boxes for those that reject it.

Once the trial has been completed for all the documents, the lowest surname will transport the respective file boxes to the office packing room and the subsequent processing will be taken over.

Shizuko, who took a breath from the break, used her concentration to clean up the paperwork awaiting one ruling after another.

"Kasama, have you eaten every meal?

Shizuko looks back when she notices a voice hung from the outside when she moves the last document to the adjudicated file box. When I saw it, the vessel opened a little and peered through the gap.

"Yeah, I just finished. What's the matter, man?

Even as she asks, Shizuko digs back into her memory and tries to remember if she had made any promises to the vessel.

I would respond if I spoke from here, but I was concerned about Shizuko that the vessel, which rarely spoke from me, did it.

"You know, Aya praised me today"

"Oh! That's amazing! You did a great job praising that tundelle Cai so you could tell that!

"Follow me?

"Cohon, it's nothing. Don't stay like that any longer, come here?

With that said, Shizuko looks back behind each body and makes a gesture toward the vessel. A slightly lost vessel, but when I went indoors with Shizuko's floating grin, it fit between Shizuko's offering hands.

Shizuko sits a vessel on her lap, facing each other as if to hug each other and hammering at the vessel story.

According to the common sense of the warring countries, it is a behavior that blinds (hissing) the eyes, but the vessel is based on the abuse until the adoption of Shizuko as the girl whose emotions are rare.

Shizuko won't stop believing that it's the obvious affection and skin touch in anyone's eyes that can heal it. Because of the difference in gender, it is the current problem that Forty-Six won't let me hold her in the light.

Fortunately, they are both open minded to Shizuko, and I have a brother who has a slightly poor predisposition in 46 but can be relied on for same-sex same-sex same-sex celebrations.

It was a delightful miscalculation that Keiko fitted in for his brother, as Shizuko herself was devastated about the emotional subtleties with the opposite sex.

"There was a shampoo today. It was annoying, but when I tried my best, Aya said I did my best."

"Yeah."

"And I didn't even cook dinner. You were alone."

According to the words of the vessel, which speaks loudly, he praised the vessel for doing his thing without having to be told.

"Yeah (compared to tea and first sisters... no, are those two out of standard)"

"I'm always frightened, but when you praise me, you're frightened."

"Right. Cai is usually faceless, but she's cute when she laughs at me for that. Praise me if I do good, scold me if I do bad. This is very important in living with everyone."

"Yeah. Because I really want to be praised all the time, but I still can be praised. I just want to be able to do it one by one."

"You don't have to rush. It's more fun to be praised than to avoid being scolded by that, isn't it? Me and Cai love vessels, so I really want to compliment them every day."

Hold the head of the vessel to his chest, and Shizuko is gentle with the hair of the vessel. The vessel had no reluctant bareback, and when I left myself to Shizuko, my eyes seemed narrow and comfortable.

The influence of neglect still casts a shadow on the vessel. It is somewhat unhealthy as a child's idea to say that he doesn't want to do something and doesn't want to be scolded.

The vessel needs to convey affection more clearly with words and attitudes than with normal children.

Although I am a little embarrassed that I do an imitation of my mother who has never actually had a child, it is not something that can be hung on the vessel's fertility and balance.

"I was really going to say it after I was able to do it like you, but I was so happy"

The vessel spoke very little during the process of growth, thus probably delaying the development of the linguistic field of the brain.

From my brother's and my two lives alone, I had heard reports that by putting myself in an environment where there were other children, the vessel itself was concerned that I could not have a good conversation.

"I'm able to speak well. Forty-six (Asama) was the same at first, so let's talk about it every day a little bit!

"Yeah."

"Excuse me, Shizuko. I received a copy of Ishikamaru."

Continuing an irregular conversation with the vessel, Colour appears in the report at a time when the fuzzy conversation is interrupted.

Shizuko, glad to feel her care for the good timing as if she had foreseen it, turned to Colour with her vessel in her arms.

"Follow me."

Thankful and quicker than Shizuko could voice, the vessel pointed to the color and uttered the word. As soon as possible, the colour of the emotions falls out of the face of colour and turns into a faceless expression like a noble face.

"Dear Shizuko, I need to talk to you for a minute. Dear vessel, evening meals are ready, so please eat with everyone. I'll come after you, too."

"Yeah, okay"

"Thank you"

Colour has an elegant grin on the vessel he called Tundele, referring to Colour. But Shizuko saw the shadow of a young man with a resentful look behind that beautiful grin.

After that, Shizuko never tried to talk about what happened indoors when she was due.

Satisfaction had recently repeated close meetings with street woodworkers, hardware craftsmen, casters, etc. who would go to the technical district.

When the wood is processed, there is really half the excess called the end material.

Other wood that cannot be used as commercial or architectural materials, such as logging and forest land residues (Rinzen) that can be used in mountain maintenance, arises that are spare for discarding.

It is usually processed and reused into chopsticks, claw branches and other small items.

Even in modern times, chopsticks were given as a symbol of the waste of resources and convicted under the great name of ecology, but they were inherently one of the ideas to make effective use of waste materials and support forest resources.

Although it is unclear when chopsticks first appeared in history, it is generally said that they are in circulation in late Edo and around Wenzheng (1818-1831).

Based on an encyclopedia-like book describing the events of Edo, Kyo and Osaka in the late Edo period, Shou-Jeong Dynasty (Morisa Manjo), at the time it seemed to be called "ripped chopsticks" rather than "chopsticks".

Prior to history, chopsticks produced in the technical district were fortunately used in front of the public, such as divinity and celebration, and spread to ordinary people because the act of "breaking" meant "beginning things".

Wooden as well as bamboo chopsticks were also produced, making them inexpensive and supplied to the extent that chopsticks could be used in restaurants.

With that background in mind, the satisfaction of unavailability of affordable sized end materials had been bought after hiring and collecting woodland residues up to people, and woodworkers had been asked to speak up and process them into various forms.

The craftsmen had guessed that they were trying to create something with a fairly sophisticated mechanism, although they did not know the overall picture, except for satisfaction, because they were ordering it in pieces from various craftsmen, and were struggling to meet the demands of satisfaction.

Satisfaction began assembly using adhesives and screws when all the parts reached the hand, and they were assembled in such a way that if they were modern men, they could stir up their grief.

"All right! More accuracy than expected. firmly assembled without a bump"

In principle, a large wheeled rubber cannon made of chopsticks, a finish that I said was an adult toy that also cared about the barrel and grip.

Satisfaction snorted satisfactorily when he pulled the forged iron trigger protected by the casting trigger guard to make sure the fixture worked properly.

"I'd love to varnish or paint it if I were to say the ideal...... let's just be in shape first!

What Satisfaction made with the end material was an automatic handgun type rubber gun.

As industrialization progressed, the demand for acid, which became an essential substrate said to be sulphuric acid and nitric acid, was increasing, and wheeled rubber, which utilized excess resin and factice as a by-product, was widespread in large quantities.

Of course, it is not as elastic as natural rubber, but as soon as it flashed that it could be used for rubber guns sufficiently if the corresponding thickness was to be seen, the boy soul living in contentment began to scream.

Satisfaction preference is a revolver type of handgun over automatic, but he declined because the rotary magazine and the wheel rubber gun are not compatible.

"First, if you show a series of guns with a rubber gun, let's show its usefulness. Anyway, I want to carry a revolver."

It would be nice to be able to make a pistol that can actually shoot an actual pack, but even a bolt-action rifle cannot hope for a semi-automatic stop status quo, a one-legged technological innovation.

Unlike live ammunition, a rubber gun capable of loading multiple projectiles (in this case, wheel rubber) in exactly the same spot could be said to be suitable as a teaching material for understanding the mechanism of the series.

"We can load up to twelve rounds of rubber in the form of hooks on iron replacement gear. I made five cloves to try, so why don't you call Mitsuruo, Goro and Shiro and shoot each other to try?"

With the exception of the mechanism section, it is possible to handle double-breasted guns, which are difficult if they are real guns with metal frames, and mostly wooden rubber guns, at their leisure.

When I secured two cloves for myself and hung them in my belt on both sides of my hips, I wrapped the rest of the three cloves and the wheel rubber in the bath and went out to sneak.

A few days later, four good old men in a corner of the practice field. That will be witnessed by many soldiers looking to shoot each other with pleasure.

For some reason everyone had something that attracted their hearts, it became a covert boom, and demonic modifications began, such as artillery blacksmiths pulling drawings and coming up with ideas.

Time travels, mid-February. There were the usual schematics to say Jen-royal colors and Shizuko sitting quietly in front of them.

"Dear Shizuko, when will you be able to free yourself from that demonic designation?

Before the quiet anger of color, Shizuko was mourning her lack of power. In other words, it became a habit for vessels to call the color 'tundelle'.

"What are you teaching your own daughter?

"I'm sorry. You never mean bad, do you? It's hard to stick with at first sight, but inside is a word that refers to a gentle woman, right?

Unable to stare into the eyes of colour, Shizuko speaks of an excuse that is hard and not a lie as she leans down.

"In other words?"

"Not a bad word, but a compliment. When I explained it to the vessel, I thought I liked the sound..."

Shizuko tried to persuade her not to say anything about the vessel because it was a compliment but not an overly classy one, but she liked the vocabulary of accurately expressing the colour with a short sentiment, which she began to use a lot.

To see Shizuko's attitude, I understood that it didn't seem to mean that much, but at least it wasn't malicious, and I chose to be patient, although I didn't mean it.

"It's surprising that you can point to yourself and hang words that you don't understand."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't mind anymore. If you say you don't care, it's a lie, but I'll try to get used to it."

It is an unfamiliar nomenclature to hear from the colour, but because there are verses that I also like the vessel because it overreacts, I decided to hope that the vessel would bore me quickly.

"This story will be good enough. But now we have to decide how to deal with this problem"

That being said, Cai felt that he was forcing Shizuko to do something harsh.

It was clear that Shizuko intentionally avoided the topic (...), but due to time constraints, it was not possible to postpone it.

Shizuko has to face the problem, even if she can be defamed of being ruthless.

Where I fled this problem, the most regrettable will be Shizuko herself, Colour was prepared to ghost my heart.

"I understand what Cai is trying to say. I understand with my head, and I've been ready for years... no, I was going to. But don't let it stick in front of you..."

Unlike the usual Shizuko, she was a powerless whine like a tired old man. To withstand something that seemed to flow unexpectedly, Shizuko looked up at the ceiling and exhaled small.

The color seemed to distract me for a moment from the rest of the pain, but I stood by tightening my consciousness strongly.

It was not the figure of Shizuko, somewhere fluent and flamboyant in any predicament, but the figure of the only woman unacceptable to lose her own family.

"I know with my head, he said he lived a long time. I've lived this long without medicine or a specialist doctor. You know, if it's wild life, it's less than half the time now."

"...... I will guess in my heart. But there's a limit to postponing it."

"I know!

Shizuko screams as she punches her fist against her desk to leave it to her power.

There was a loud noise, but the color didn't break the poker face, and no one seemed to rush it.

However, Cai held his fist so much that his nails ate into his hand in an invisible position from Shizuko.

"I'm sorry. I know. I don't want to get in the way of my work, and I know that Cai is really caring for me..."

"Obstacles, etc. -"

"Still, my heart doesn't follow me all this time. I'm sorry, I know I can't keep doing this myself. I know I don't have time for this, but I need some more time..."

Several words pass through the back of the brain, but none of them were released from the mouth of color.

Colour lost his word before Shizuko, who was so friendly that he could be ruthless if necessary, could swing his emotions uncontrollably.

And I couldn't help myself against Shizuko, who always leaned in on me during hard times.

"I'm sorry. Will you leave me alone for a while? I'll take care of the job."

"Okay."

Cai followed Shizuko's room, biting off his powerlessness.

Shizuko became too great to leave herself to her emotions. A word she utters can sometimes also shape a person's life and death.

Suppose Shizuko remained frustrated and reprimanded someone emotionally hard. of this era. That also amounts to a death sentence for those who have been

The position of the family member under the husband's care, etc., also becomes swollen and so on. In the worst case scenario, it is not uncommon for any family member to be expelled from the territory.

"(You have killed yourself and done all you can for the good of the world. You may have the freedom to behave as you wish at the moment of separation.

Cai bowed his head deeply, closing the bamboo separating the indoor from the outdoor. However, there was no response from the indoors.

"... how's Shizuko doing?

At the corner of the hallway, the colors were heard from across. Looking for the Lord of Voices, it was the city that was there.

From her staring at the colors with a worried face, there was no woman walking wide through Shizuko's mansion with our faces.

Colour shook his head silently to the side of the city's inquiry. Cutting sighs leak, as if the city had predicted the answer as well.

"Can't you do it, Lord?"

"I have no choice. The other person..."

With that in his mouth, Colour was recalling a few days ago. The beginning when Shizuko became blocked was the day that the cold (Mitsuru) descended at the beginning of February.

The warmth of the previous day lurks the ringing like a lie, and the shady humidity enters with the sudden cooling.

There was nothing else to do in such bad weather, and Shizuko's work had been cleaned up smoothly, and by the end of the day it had been a handful.

Normally, I would get into a new job to advance, but for some reason I didn't feel like it, so I fell asleep and joined the circle of the Vitman family that I had refrained from doing.

Usually the wolves watch until Shizuko falls asleep, but that didn't happen that day.

When Shizuko brought it to Kaiser, about a minute after closing her eyes. Vitman suddenly coughed up and started exhaling rough.

He exhaled bloody diarrhea with a cloudy wheezing (simmering) and a mixed cough of water sounds.

Sleep longer than before as a sign of aging, and I had sometimes predicted to some extent that I would not respond to the call, but I had not anticipated any sudden symptoms so far.

The hasty Shizuko ordered him to call a doctor anyway, during which time he leaned on Vitman to continue his medical care.

Balti and Kaiser and the others are also watching far away from worrying about Vitman, who repeatedly breathes rough.

Eventually the doctor who was checking on the health of the other canine family arrived and Vitman was carried on a stretcher.

The diarrhea that Vitman spit out was also recovered, restoring the same condition as before except that there was no Vitman around.

He was poked at the condition of his partner, who was also equal to his flesh parents, and Shizuko's complexion was like a piece of scuffle paper.

As for the color, I would like to comfort you, but the amateur can also say rest, leaning against Shizuko and holding her back.

With such colorful devotion, Shizuko, finally calmed down a little, leaked her words as she suddenly pounded herself.

"It may not be long anymore"