Isekai Taneuma

The hotel was in the heart of the Imperial capital, Aya Sofia, surrounded by buildings like the emperor's castle and the Daimyo Mansion. As a result, the streets were small and the Imperial was going to catch up quickly. However, when they left the hotel and walked through the gate, looking to the left and right, they didn't see him and rushed to the gatekeeper, and it seemed that they had left quickly in the carriage that they had been riding.

I didn't take into account the fact that I was getting in the vehicle. Maybe we won't chase them even if we run, so why don't we fly after them? I thought it would be noisy no matter what I thought, so I weighed myself. It's like flying a drone over a white house, for example. Well, I couldn't find a place to fly, so I made a scene.

Jeanne and Samson chased me from the hotel.

"Already, White. Tell me if you're going out. I'm coming with you."

"No, I'm not going to play. I was trying to chase down the messenger Isaac chased away."

"Oh, really?

"I've lost it... damn it. I wonder which way to go."

Feng took it and walked toward the departure of the messenger. Immediately thereafter, they followed. I can't help it, but if I refuse, I'll follow you. I don't hate Jeanne, but since I became a woman, I've gotten into more trouble... and when I thought of something I didn't need, Samson, the goldfish shit, even talked to me.

"The brave have been in the Imperial Capital for a few days. So you're familiar with the roads around here? Don't you have any idea where you're going?"

"No, not at all. It's like I was in a hotel until you came."

"Why? Perhaps the Empire wronged you?

Feng shook his head,

"Not at all. It's under surveillance, but you're free to go in and out. However, I was already known in the city to be a brave man, so if I walked around with my children badly, it would have stimulated the Imperials....."

"Haha, you'll feel like you have to sign it, brave man."

"No, the other way around. The Imperials are afraid of the brave."

Samson rounded his eyes to the words,

"What? But you saw what happened when we entered the Imperial City. The Empires have defeated the Devil King. You've welcomed us."

"Demon King Crusade is an Imperial desire, but it's a different story. The Empire has been fighting bravery for a long time, so it seems Isaac won't be able to accept a brave army soon. My feelings for the brave also seem complicated."

Really? It's all welcome... war is a hassle. "

It was when Feng and Samson were talking like that. Jeanne, who was walking a little distance from the men's war stories, suddenly stunned her ear as if she had noticed something.

"Is that...? Hey, white. Do you hear anything?

When asked to listen, there is no particularly strange sound. But isn't there something wrong with that? When I tried to say that, I heard a corn... that I had heard before.

"It sounds so nostalgic... what is it?"

"Isn't this a deer thing?

"Shishikoshi...? Ah, the one with the bamboo."

While I was talking about it, I missed the corn from afar and heard a calming sound. While listening to the sound, Feng and Jeanne forgot their original purpose and started walking towards the sound as if they were being sucked in. Samson chases after those two.

Among the three arrived a splendid bamboo grove. The blue trunk, like white powder blown on the surface, stretched all the way, and the inside seemed so hard that it didn't seem to be a cavity. The bamboo forest is dark and has no weeds. It's not the right time, but digging bamboo shoots will be fun.

With that in mind, the bamboo grove was surrounded by a hedge. The sight was increasingly reminiscent of Japan, and Feng and the others were surprised. From the back of the bamboo forest, the wind bothers you, and you can hear a clear sound passing through the corn.

When Feng and the others found a trail between the hedges, they went inside to be invited by the sound. Then there was a beautiful white gravel-covered garden. The trees that are planted are also pine-like conifers, which is like a Japanese garden.

There were rocks scattered all over the garden, and by the little pond there was the deer that I had heard earlier. There, the bamboo jar was conveyed, and water was poured from somewhere, and it seemed to be a system that sounded like a corn regularly.

Garden trees with autumn leaves add colour. Instead of the Higashiya, there was a large vermilion umbrella and a waiting chair under it. Just behind it is a small crown tree gate, and the hedge of bamboo separates it from the space in the back.

"This... is the perfect Japanese garden, right?

I see. It's an open field, no matter where you put it. "

As Feng and the others breathed their admiration, Samson, who had no idea what it meant, leaned his neck.

"I don't know what you're surprised about. Is there any trick in this garden? Don't look at me like this. Why don't you go inside?"

Feng hurriedly stopped him from stepping into the rubbish.

"Ah, here! Don't go up on your feet!!

"Eh... why!?

"It's so neat, don't step on the gravel, just cross this rock. See, if you look closely, there's a deliberate branch in the middle of the rock, or there's a mark on it. It's a sign that you can't step on it."

Hmm.

"Nh, if you cross the stone that you can avoid, you can see what the owner of this garden wanted to show the customer. It feels like I'm chasing you with my eyes, so maybe it's a course from here to that pond, and then I'll come to you."

"Ah, there was such a rule. I didn't know."

"What are you guys doing?

As Feng and the others crouched down and looked at the rock, a voice was heard from someone who was approaching behind them. Well, it's only natural to do this by entering someone else's house on your own, but suddenly when the three people who were shocked by their voices looked back and jumped up, Waltstein stood there with one eyebrow fished up and looked down at them in surprise.

"Ahhh!? That's Waltstein. Why are you here?

"Watch your back, watch your back. I'm a lot older, you son of a bitch."

Moreover, the Waltstein is wearing cool Japanese clothes. Ever since I came to the Imperial Capital, I've seen a monk robe or a Roman toga, but I've never seen anyone dressed like this. Is there a Japanese in the Imperial Capital after all?

The three of them took Waltstein and walked through a rock to wait for the bald umbrella that had just appeared to be far away. As he calmed down to the chair there, he lit the smoke tube that he had been holding in his nose and smoked it deliciously.

It looked like a European, but it looked kind of like a Japanese snoring foreigner. Ask him what happened to his clothes.

"Oh, my husband gave it to me. When I went to the barracks, it wasn't long before I arrived, but tea was delivered as a matter of course along with a letter asking me if I would come often. Somehow, like this, people like surprises."

"Oh... no, you were originally an Imperial. So you lived around here when you were in the Imperial Capital?"

Then Waltstein shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Don't be silly, I'm not a priest. Can I live in the Imperial Capital? I'm a mercenary from Bohemia. If I had been working on the demon extermination and rebellion suppression, I would have seen the sequence rise sometime. But since no civilian rises to the throne, no one listens to a commander. The Emperor is telling me to come back, but I'm sorry."

"I see... you're struggling too. I'm glad we found a job."

Sort of. Why? "

"Hmm? What?

"I told you before. What were you guys doing in front of each other? I don't suppose you've all been summoned here by your masters."

I remembered when I was told. I was caught in by the sound of deer poisoning, but originally I went out for a completely different reason. Feng shook his head.

"Actually, Isaac chased the emperor's emperor away. I was chasing it, but I lost it. Then I heard a familiar, nostalgic sound from here, so I followed it in."

"What are you talking about? You chased the Emperor away...? That idiot is about to start a war again."

"I'm kind of excited to think it's an enemy land. The emperor never wanted to lower his head, and then the emperor got angry."

"That would make me angry... but I can't help it. Perfect. Why don't you talk to your husband here?

"To your husband here?

Feng thought. This is a prime location close to a hotel and imperial palace. The neighborhood is lined up with buildings like the Daimyo Mansion, so the owner who lives here will also be said to be a talented person with a good face in the center of the Imperial Capital. Then there is no reason not to consult.

That's a wish and a fulfillment, but if you suddenly push it, it's not bad evidence.

"I'll do you a favor and you'll be fine. I don't get angry because I'm a quiet guy."

Feng nodded back to Waltstein and answered the question he had just thought.

"By the way, who the hell is the master here? As a matter of fact, your outfit is very similar to the ethnic costume of our country of origin. I mean, the whole atmosphere in this garden is like that...."

"Hmm? Really...? Ah! That said, you were a wanderer before you were brave."

Waltstein clapped his hands on Pong.

"There would have been a city called Phoenix, the one you used to hold. My husband said he looked at the barrier and said it resembled his own country. Maybe they're from the same country."

"Oh, who is it? What's your name? If you ask me, I might know."

"My name is... uh... I forgot because I always said I was a warrior."

"Hey, is it really okay to see you again? I'm gonna hate you before you listen to me."

"Really? Hmm... I wonder what happened. Sure, souvenirs, souvenirs... yes... yes... early clouds?

"Which one of you is the downer? If you're lucky enough to be a Kai sect, that sounds like it... but is it a warrior?

It's a position like Taihara Snowy Bath.

"When I say" warrior "in Japan, I mean Kaiseki Yamamoto and Kanbei Kuroda?

Takenaka Hanbei and Sukuma Ishizu are also famous.

"Well, that's it. I'm sure that's what Saw said. That's enough."

"It's just too appropriate, it's definitely not."

As Waltstein was about to force me into it in the middle of the day, a sneering smile burst out from the other side of the crown tree gate. When the conversation stopped and silence passed, a sliding door was opened after a while, and a man with a bad face appeared from inside.

A man with elegant standing behavior, he stood up skinny and black. The black haori and black eyed hair made Feng and Jeanne voiced their voices with nostalgia.

When the man admitted to the Phoenix, who could not be there, he confessed to Waltstein.

"Excuse me... I called because I was ready, but I couldn't find you inside, so when I looked around to see if there was something wrong, I heard an interesting conversation, and I listened. I'm sorry for the water."

That's what the man said, making a fool bow politely. Feng shook his hand in a hurry and shook his head because they were worse than the intruders.

"No, no, I'm sorry. I went in on my own and did something to stop the customers...."

Feng said that, and then he glanced at me.

"By the way... I've seen it, I've seen it with Japanese people... maybe?

"Yeah, that's right. I came from Japan. I never dreamed that I would be able to see my people again in a place like this, but I was rather surprised."

"I knew it! I've been thinking about it since I saw this garden. Er... that's rude. If you're asking for a name, you should start by naming it here."

That's what Feng said when he rushed to introduce himself. The man raised his hand quickly and said softly to control it with a smiling smile.

"You don't have to. I know, Fengbai."

Is that it?

"To tell the truth, Your Majesty asked me many questions a few days before you were summoned. Because I'm from my hometown, you thought I knew something about you. The time of birth is too different."

"Oh, is that so? I apologize for the inconvenience."

"No, it was a pleasant time to think about Japan too... oh, excuse me. I apologize for not naming you."

When the man said so as if he remembered happiness, he said a little naughtily while bowing deeply in a careful attitude with his hands perfectly attached to his hips.

"Don't forget, my name is Soyo. My name is Soyi Chiriku. I'll see you later."

Hearing that name, Feng and Jeanne opened their eyes unexpectedly. It was more shocking than when I met Leonardo da Vinci. Rikyu was watching the confused appearance of the two as funny as possible.