Inari wants to live in peace

Now that I am standing on the stage of the branch and being majestic, the Divine Lord speaks to me from a slightly distant place with a fearful gesture.

The sunset sky is already mixed with darkness, and in a few moments the sun will hide behind the mountains, and the sun will be completely dark.

"You've been protecting your teachings for a year, and you've done well.This is a reward from me to everyone.

Please eat and drink well tonight and cultivate your wisdom for next year. "

Move up from the cushion to the edge of the sanctuary where you can see everybody, and tell the people who are gathered outside the branch the words that have been remembered in full for this day, nervously.

Nevertheless, I gave up counting how many villages I had gathered from, because of the overwhelming crowding.

"Now, let's begin the Inari Festival with a prayer for the richness of the five grains!"

Inari God! Long live!!

With a trembling applause in the fox's ears, the voices of the gathered people become louder and louder when they wave their hands with a smile....... However, the festival will not start if Inari God stays here forever, so I turn my back and leave.

Return to the cushion placed near the god and slowly lower your hips with a breath.

"Good work, Inari-sama."

"Were you... Matsudaira-san?"

Yes, it's been a long time.

Matsudaira-san, who came up to the main hall from the staircase in front of me and took off his grass shoes, spoke to me in the designated seat tonight with joy.

It seems that the Sanctuary Barrier has been lifted because the festival started after the previous greeting and God pulled it into the back.

Still, the gods are sacred places, and there are not many people who step directly into them.However, besides him, Mr. Tadakatsu Honda, Mr. Tadaji Sakai and Mr. Kamemaru Sakahara.And the warlords who aided in this battlefield, and a lot of other people, because it is wider than my house, but anyway, such members came aboard.

"The festival is rude, please."

"Yes, Inari-sama, I've told everyone well."

"That's fine. Enjoy."

In the first place, I didn't expect a great man of the samurai class to come.Initially it was only a single village festival.Still, today and tomorrow, a lot of people drink and drink and get drunk, so what happened in the meantime is basically rude.

"But it's so lively."

"I've heard of festivals from nearby villages."

The priest and a witch other than me bring a cushion and tea for our guests.They look exactly like my costume and are trying to reproduce not only the red and white colours and the way they are knitted, but also the unnecessary chiralism.

I'm sure the culture of adoration will be born like this... and I was kind of impressed.

"We still have to spread Inari-sama's teachings to the Three Rivers in a hurry...."

"You should stop."

"Why?"

I realized that my surroundings had become rich, but I didn't think of spreading it to the Three Rivers.But I also understand Mr. Matsudaira's desire to spread my teachings to his own people.

Still, modern knowledge ranges from what is readily practicable to what requires complex procedures, and is not acquired overnight.

"People try to get rid of things they don't understand.

And if you follow my teachings, you will be rich, but if you do wrong, you will perish. "

Insufficient fermentation of fertilizers can lead to insane soil balance and disease, and beekeeping can lead to stabbing and shock death if not carefully handled.

"Because the results have been achieved, my teachings will spread even if I leave them alone.

You won't be in a hurry. "

Since the exiting pile is struck, it is decided that if it is too hurried, it will be obstructed from anywhere.However, technology that increases yields depending on ingenuity is desirable enough for everyone to get their hands on it.

But now I am Inari-sama (fake) by name only, so in the surrounding villages near your knees, I can't take such an aggressive measure.

Besides, you don't want to be hostile to the Inari god of Shinto.I'm sure the protests were cool these days.I'm thinking about it now, maybe.

Having already been sanctioned and renovated into Inari-sama's shrine, the traditional Buddhist temple is now completely our home, and we will not do so many times.

If you attack from the outside, you can finally take the means to cry at the temple of Mikawa, who has begun to stabilize.

"But just wait for it to spread....."

"Now, train the instructor.Someone who understands my teachings from one to ten and makes the best decisions according to time and circumstances. "

"... a teacher?"

I would like Matsudaira-san to introduce me to Nagayama Village, but if the person does not want to leave or if a large number of people are pulled out, the operation of the business will not be possible, so please do so much.... I added.

Thank you, Inari-sama

"You don't have to attach anything to samurai to convey technology.

However, we need to ensure that the instructor's teachings are correctly followed. "

"Yes! I'll keep it in mind!"

No matter how good a technician was in the Sengoku period, few people listened honestly to the farmer's teachings.Therefore, it is important that Matsudaira-san and other high-ranking people keep a close watch, and let them obey silently without saying 4-5 until the results are achieved.

After that, I talked with various people and asked them to summon the god and bring the street food specially prepared for the Inari Festival.

I must not move from the sanctuary until tomorrow, so I will reveal the night here today.

"That said, I heard that there are street food that can only be eaten here."

"Oh, that's mostly my idea, so I'm sure you won't find it anywhere else."

Inari-sama!?

After lamenting the lack of ingredients and condiments, he finally came to fruition after continuing his research and development from the very beginning.However, because the quantity was still small, it was best served at the annual festival.

At the same time, I devised a cooking recipe that was relatively easy to make using it, and tried and failed repeatedly with the villagers, and managed to make it in time for the exhibition.

"Besides, it's probably the only place where all street food is free."

"Mh... is it free!?"

Originally a offering to Inari God (fake), there is nothing wrong with releasing it economically.It was a great crop this time due to the weather, but God knows if it will be free every year.

However, the surrounding villages are certainly seeping into the modernization of agriculture, and as each finds a more efficient way to do it, yields will continue to rise.

"But if I let Inari down, it won't be free."

"I can't believe I'm dropping Inari-sama!That's impossible! "

Matsudaira-san stares straight at me with a lonely face.

But there were no shards of faith when I was a high school girl, and I wonder how many people in modern Japan really believe in God.

"Thank you, I hope so, but the world of men is changing."

It is now boiling with rare modern agriculture and abundant crops, but eventually my modern knowledge will be exhausted.If that happens, it may not fall below the toilet paper, such as the Inari god, which only looks good.

At that time, Mr. Matsudaira rose to his feet and shouted majestically looking down at me.

"Then let me fulfill that wish."

Matsudaira-san?

"Yes! The world of those who respect Inari-sama!Matsudaira Motoka will make it happen!

And the world's Taipei for hundreds of years! "

What a magnificent scale dream story.What I really want is the Tokugawa Shogunate, and I remember learning in class that the era of peace lasted for 300 years.

Nevertheless, Matsudaira-san has recently changed his name to Kang.Then you can expect about a quarter of Tokugawa Ieyasu that you haven't seen yet.

"Fufu, you're looking forward to it."

"Leave it to me!"

It is no pity that he is not Ieyasu Tokugawa.But even if I didn't open the shogunate, I somehow wanted to support Matsudaira-san, who looked a little cool just now.