Chronicles of The Hardships of Komachi in The Sengoku Era

A consolation banquet of nearly a hundred people, but there was a banquet of martial arts society, and the beginning was quite stubborn.

First of all, it is a hybrid just to say the beginning. Again, unlike modern times, it was just food with easy stomach fluids.

Shizuko was doing the manners, but the inside of it was full of surprises.

Nobunattended Nobunaga Oda, who has always been described as the Sixth Tenjin King by a crowd in Hondo Temple, was surprisingly harsh and kind of polite.

Never something you can wear overnight. For years, that's what you can't possibly wear if you don't get ripped off by kids.

Shinako Oda had heard that Shinako Oda's ratings were so many that the Tokugawa family deliberately wrote them down like the bad guys in the Edo period in order to make the Tokugawa family look like better generals.

She understood that was the fact. Nobunaga Oda said he was never just a tyrant behaving as a bystander, but with the courtesy that the people deserved.

(It's a historical discovery... but it's not common for a later ruler to say bad things about the previous ruler...)

With such a blur in mind, Shizuko drinks the liquor in her cup.

Since it was in the Warring States period, it was much closer to sobriety than sake, but the palate was sweet and even the minor Shizuko could easily drink it.

It's supposed to be the same alcohol content as sake, but it's probably diluted with water or something to increase the amount of alcohol.

I can't drink more than I'm not an unmatched liquor lover, so I appreciated it the other way around being diluted with water.

Shizuko, who is doing booze and cooking with her little one, is lucky to not be able to talk to her from around her.

But no one speaks out simply because Shizuko is a stranger.

There are some strange manners from them, but still her eating style seemed to follow certain practices, which made it difficult to speak up the other way around.

Though he is aware of the extent to which he would be offended if he did not eat well.

"Why, Shizuko, don't drink the lonely liquor"

When Shizuko emptied her third cup, there was someone to speak to as she lowered her hips in front of her.

Keeping the cup out of his mouth, Shizuko nearly breathed weirdly when he saw the person in front of him.

A boy I met a while ago was sitting with something like a virtue.

"(Uh, is this okay...?) Because it is the lower door......"

I wondered if there was a problem with the boy's manipulation, but I guess it's a level I don't care to see where he doesn't pay attention around.

That's why Shizuko didn't want to make a point either.

"It's a banquet in the corner, it's boring with a moist face, isn't it?

"Ha..."

"That's a careless reply. Yes, it's also on the edge of something that we met here. The grandson I was talking about during this time, is there anything else? I'd appreciate it if you could write it down."

Shizuko, whose alcohol is spinning around her head, nods and acknowledges without thinking too deeply.

Did you prepare it in advance, or as soon as the boy looked at it, a small-name figure brought paper and ink.

Upon receiving the thin brush given by his lowest surname, Shizuko wrote this on the paper without thinking in particular.

"His disease is like wind, his slowness is like forest, his invasion is like fire, his immobility is like mountains, his ignorance is like shadow, his movements are like thunderbolts, his plundering of the land, his division of profits, his suspension of power."

It is a famous passage written in the seventh chapter of the Military War in Sun Tzu's Military Law.

And in the Warring States era, it was supposedly noted in the flag finger (military flag) of Kofi's warring kingdom Daimyo Takeda Shingen.

Why, Shizuko chose this, is simply a simple reason to look good if you write in kanji on top of a famous (only in Shizuko) passage.

"Go ahead."

"Wait. I don't know what that means when they give it to me like that. Explain, explain."

"Yes, uh. First of all -"

The moment I opened my mouth to explain, I received a voice calling her in Shizuko's ear.

When I turned to you, Nobunaga looked at me with a pleasant grin somewhere.

I thought I had a bad feeling about her, but I can't ignore her any more than they call me.

After lowering his head to the boy and putting in a no, Shizuko moved to the front of Nobunaga.

"Do you enjoy the feast?"

That's what Nobunaga asked as Shizuko sat down.

As for her, I have a desire to go home early, but I bow my head careful not to even give it a bite.

"Yes, I can't thank you enough for calling me to such a feast."

"Ugh, let's do that. Drink first."

Honestly, I want you to give me a break about the alcohol. Shizuko, but there's no way I can say no here, etc., and I honestly accept the cup.

And I took a sip of alcohol without thinking about it. I couldn't tell if it was right or not, but I can drink it without worrying about the taste and smell.

When I said alcohol, it was not sake, it was long, and there was a slight smell of nuka whether the method was even worse.

"(often… I don't know, the taste of alcohol) is delicious"

"Um, good drink. Well, it wasn't anyone else who called you. Did you bring the burdock?

"Ah, yes. I brought it right."

Nobunaga said this with a nihil grin on the answer, tapping lightly on his knees.

"All right, I'll fight the bow."

It was a furious development.

You weren't willing to hear Shizuko's reply or anything from the source, Nobunaga skipped the order to the lower name that was beside him.

Shizuko can only turn her eyes to a dizzying situation. He was quickly dragged out to a bow battle place while being flushed into such a situation.

"In battle."

"Ha, yes...... ugh!

Shizuko raises her surprise while holding the crossbow in charge on her shoulder.

Because the understanding of her head has finally caught up here. But it's impossible to overshadow the situation just because we chased him.

She only moves her eyes and looks around. There were warlords sitting in chairs on the left and right, centered on themselves and Nobunaga.

"Dear Shizuko, it's an arrow"

"Uh, I can't do that arrow. We have arrows here, so there's no problem."

Shizuko was given the Japanese bow arrow, but obviously the arrow returned it as it was because it was not the right length.

The crossbow, contrary to its appearance, specifies the length and weight of the arrows in detail. Use an arrow that doesn't fit and it hurts the crossbow itself the other way around.

If you hit it with anything other than the optimal arrow obtained by adjusting it over and over again, it will in the worst case be damaged on the spot.

I wanted to avoid breaking the crossbow in the booze seat, which would also take some time to rebuild.

"The contents of the battle are not easy. How many of the ten were counted, that's all."

Nobunaga speaks with the Japanese bow in one hand. Shizuko, by contrast, remains carrying a crossbow.

The lack of bow-like objects raises questions and bitter laughter from most of my men.

"(Uh, yeah... like a spectacle hut) Yes, I get it"

Shizuko, who is less than or equal to zero motivation from the start, returns a raw reply after trying to avoid being noticeable.

In her head, this banquet itself can only end sooner. That's because the banquet and the like still felt an atmosphere that was not appropriate to me.

"Let's start with me."

To put it that way, Nobunaga shoots a bow with a familiar hand. I just train on boulders every day and hit them lightly.

Shizuko's turn next, Nobunaga said, turning to her with a small grin.

But seeing it, Shizuko was on the other hand down the opposite of motivating.

(No matter how many orders the hall has, I still don't like to stand out)

Lower the crossbow from your shoulder, pull the string and place the arrow. Then set the crossbow with both hands and slowly set the aim.

Nobunaga, of course, looked surprised at this time. Ignore them and Shizuko pulls the trigger.

An arrow flies away making a different sound than a Japanese bow. The targeted arrow penetrated the target as it was if the momentum was too strong.

The target material was made to match the Japanese bow, so I guess I couldn't stand the penetration of a crossbow that could shoot arrows with more powerful force.

(Well, I penetrated it)

Shizuko pulls strings while thinking about it. Nobunaga looked at her seriously like that.

(... a strange bow. Even though the strings can be pulled with Shizuko's fine arms, they are powerful against it. No, I can say it has strong piercing power. The shooting posture is very similar to that of a fire rope gun. But the most amazing thing still is that you can keep the strings pulled. I didn't think I could use it, but if I made the structure easier on this one, I might be able to use it for cage castle warfare)

"Bring your foot armor!

"Is...?

"Hurry up!

"Yes!

The subordinates overheard the sudden anger. But Nobunaga ignores their surprise and skips orders again.

They are still bewildered faces, but tremble at Nobunaga's fury and rush to pick up his foot armor.

But it was with Shizuko and his men who couldn't keep up with the understanding.

I couldn't grasp at all what Nobunaga was up to and what thoughts I had.

A little armor for the foot was provided. That puts two slightly ahead of the original bow target.

If you look at the armor that is set up in a decorative way, everyone understands that the armor is the next target.

(Oh no, the armor for the foot is a lot of cloth or bamboo...)

With that in mind, Shizuko adjusts the crossbow.

But I don't know what will happen if I don't try to shoot all this. Originally prepared for hunting, so naturally.

I hope when it comes to luck that the arrow just hurts, not the crossbow itself.

Nobunaga then shot the arrow silently without opening his mouth.

Shizuko also shoots a crossbow silently as she withstands the pains that stir around her stomach to silent heavy pressure.

That lasted until I shot the last tenth. He also thinks Nobunaga looks weird on the boulder, and they all looked uniformly nervous.

"... Shizuko, pull this bow."

The moment the bow battle is over, Nobunaga sticks out the bow he was pulling earlier on to Shizuko.

You never know what you want, Shizuko, but you pulled the string just like you told me.

"No, Gugi...... ugh!

The strings were horribly stiff, and Shizuko didn't try to pull it all off or freak out.

But this is a natural consequence. The Japanese bow is pulled using muscles and bones all over the body, so the procedure must be followed properly.

On top of that, the Japanese bow of the Warring States era is a tool of war, so strings are made harder than modern Japanese bows.

"Pfft... ha-ha, ha-ha..."

In the end, it was only slightly that Shizuko was able to pull it off using her full body power.

But Nobunaga was not a face of scorn or ridicule, but only slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at Shizuko.

(It's like I'm not using the bow)

Even when it comes to how to pull strings, I'm just forcing them to pull, and I'm not following the proper steps.

But the word 'pull the bow' alone interpreted Shizuko as' pull the string '.

(I see, this guy is knowledgeable, but he only uses as much knowledge as he needs to. I mean, to drag knowledge out of Shizuko, all you have to do is create an 'environment where you have to bring your knowledge out' to this daughter)

Nobunaga believed that Shizuko's knowledge was enough to make a change no longer even if he offered all of a country.

Besides, I don't like the fact that my personality stands out, so I don't have to grow up and put extra mouth in it.

I thought it would be easier for Nobunaga to handle and no pawn could be more convenient.

"Are they both hit by ten? That walrus buzzed my interest. I'll borrow it for a few days."

"Ugh! is, yes…"

With a surprising voice, Shizuko offers a crossbow to Nobunaga.

Nobunaga received it with a strange look on his face.

Afterwards the banquet of comfort ended without any pleasure, without any particular problems.

Shizuko also joined Colour, who was waiting somewhere, and followed her home before the sun set.

But there were a few who did not return from the banquet.

He is Odd Maru, the heir to his governor, with three people near Nobunaga, Ichiyu Takikawa, Kasei Mori, and Nagayu Tanyu.

"That little girl, every time I make something, it's weird."

Waterfall River moans the crossbow with a grunt like that.

With all due respect, he had a strong interest in Shizuko's tools.

"Anyone can do it if it's rare, but when it comes to shaping... it's scary."

"But this Nanban bow, it seems user-friendly, but the structure is too strange. Though there are advantages of being able to handle it easily, I was wondering if it would be tough to prepare a number."

Those are my men. He said this was it, but Nobunaga sticks out his hand and makes him stop talking.

"Thirty, use it for the next castle attack."

That was Nobunaga's decision.

I called the woods in the first place, not to argue about crossbows, but to give them each the necessary role.

"Kosei, order the production of Kurosubo to Shizuko through color"

"Ha."

"Takigawa, gather thirty soldiers besides men who can handle the Japanese bow."

"... Ha ha"

"Dan Yu, Odd Maru. Ask Shizuko about the Ming Dynasty. And write it down."

Copy that, sir.

Copy that, Father.

Nobunaga smiles satisfactorily in all his replies. Once he nodded, he said this looking over everyone.

"His knowledge of the military must be in my hands."