Nobunaga's Bastard

It was a quiet night.

Before the sun set, the master and the assistant right-hand palace left the ancient castle, saying that they would tell Riku what was up to them. Ozhang is safe these days, but I wouldn't normally think it would be dangerous to go out before sundown nonetheless. Yesterday, however, there was a good moon. Plus, if there's a burglar attacking these two, it's not the two of them that are unlucky, it's the burglar, and I sent them out again. Since they are two people who are quick to act, the story may have already been passed on to Lord Riku. My mother seemed to have originally moved, and those of the Maeda family who admire Lord Riku will be coming to Ancient Castle shortly.

I wrote to you in case your friends with Lord Left ever got caught up again. And after I wrote to him, Xing got on and decided to write the rest of 'Grandpa Gen'. It is my business to be angry with my aunt any more.

"... are you here"

By the time I had just finished writing one novel separately, signs of people approached me from the outside.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Come on in."

When I said it, I opened the door and a woman came in. That's the girl my dog sister sent me.

"Are you calling for me?

"Yeah, to this"

When I urged her, she approached without sound and sat on the slab.

"My legs hurt there. Come here."

Next to it, there's the futon that I made. The one that used Toki's feathers and used them as a duvet was surprisingly unsuitable for seating. It's too soft to sink. Hemp, buckwheat shell, etc. are among the pride dishes that have been able to create the solidity that is best for sitting as a result of creative ideas about the contents.

I beg your pardon.

She sits on top of her seat with her emotions on the face that doesn't appear on the table. Slightly taller, yard-shaped. It has such a pitiful whiteness of color that it also feels inorganic. It is a white skin that is said to hide the Seven Falls, but from the person of the Oda family in our Ancient Castle who is recommended to eat three meals, play outside and sleep well at night forgetting everything, it makes me a little suspicious if it is healthy.

"I read all the books that were written"

When I said it, her big black eyes swayed between the bundles. You're upset, you're nervous, probably both. I corrected my dwelling and pinned even more of my stretched back.

"I wonder which to start with."

From the stationery, take out all the handed books and arrange them. First, three vine-colored books with stunning dyes. The content is all poetry.

"Japanese-style songs, short songs, these aren't just the hands of dog sisters. Did we all write it?

"Yes, the dog princess and Naoko taught us, and we all put together thoughtful pieces, like that what we thought might be good"

All three books were chanted about love. One book was subjected to definite techniques, to speak of excellence, the other is still awkward in skill, but a hard work packed with thoughts, the last one has an endorsement of those who probably added those works to the failures, something that can also be called a guide.

"Although I don't have the same delicacy as a woman or a public servant to capture the finesse of my heart, these three books made me read them with interest. Especially the guide is good. I'm picking up an undressed piece, not cutting it off as a waste. Though it would be up to the mother to make such an interesting attempt, all the addicts and leaders have probably read many songs, whether they are fabricated or not. I don't mean to distract the emperor of a single article, and I certainly don't mean to say it in disgust, but I can't help but think," Sincerely talented. "

"Words, I know that both Princess Dog and Naoko will be delighted"

A woman with a slight head down and eyes down. It was a sweet thing to do, but somehow I got the impression that you were hiding something from me.

There's got to be another one.

I told him waiting for his lying face to rise. Three people are involved in adding these works. One is good here. When this mood is beautiful, I can hear the wind enjoying the work at all. Definitely my mother. The other adds an easy-to-understand commentary that pushes me hard to think carefully about why I used this word here and what I want to say now. I'm a dog sister in character. In the last person, there is this technique, there is this way of expressing it, this way in the New Ancient Now collection, and there are people who teach with technical specialization.

"Who is he?

"Wow, it's me."

For the first time, her voice shook.

"My mother, my dog sister and I would have been brushing around asking how things were going so that the instruction between the two wouldn't be too extreme. As a son, as a nephew, I think."

"I'm in the overpraise"

The shaken voice quickly returned as if nothing had happened. A clear face, like a noble face, is as if you're hiding something, but not as if you haven't felt anything since the beginning.

"This one's funny too. Works are arranged only in the upper sentence. It was only seventeen words, and I didn't think what exactly could be expressed in this, but when I read it, I was scattered with expressions because they were short enough."

I took out another book and rolled it apart. One song per page with different handwriting, detailed next to it, explains what the author thought and chanted.

"There are too many thirty-one words for what Naoko is unfamiliar with. Thoughtfully he wants to line up the lower sentence and make the poem familiar to the general public. Haiku, he said."

"Cheng Cheng, the sentence with the lower sentence, haiku, it really sounds like a mother"

I laughed all by myself. I really wanted to laugh, but I dressed a little before this guy was here.

"Though the description on the side feels like a snake foot"

"It's important to get used to it first, so it's important to ask for understanding so you can chew it and include it"

"My mother?

"Yes."

I nodded. And then I looked out. It's a full moon tonight and sixteen nights tomorrow. It's usually bedtime, but when it's so bright outside, the reading and books progress more than during the day for a minute when it's quiet outside.

"And then, I wonder if this is a penchant written by my dog sister? If you read the pillowcases, it is clear that Kiyomizu was a lively, attentive woman who was very clear about things, but the dog and sister are no less than women."

I used to ask my mother what a penchant was. At that time, my mother said, "It's like a blog," and she wrote what she wanted to think every day. I said it again.

"I laughed when I said I wouldn't mind hearing that the kid wasn't handsome if Kiyoshi was going to preach, but I guess the dog sister is, too"

It says that both the head and the capital are burning fields because they are better at arson than arson. I agree, but it's not a good one to publish at Hota Shrine.

"What do you mean, handsome? Dog princess is also a word used from time to time."

"Oh, it's a mysterious word my mother uses from time to time. I've never been taught what it means, but I think it's about a beautiful man."

These days, it's a secret hobby to think about the meaning of the riddle my mother uses. When I explained how I surrounded Kanyin Temple Castle, I gave the word 'Fest' several times. Let's write down "How the General who stood up in the winning battle sang funny and crazy" one day, as if it were a fest.

"And although some Japanese texts have been contributed, I have the impression that these are not very good."

"Why not?

"It's just a sentence that's overly conscious of people's eyes. Even though it's fascinating to see how people lived their lives at the time and what they were thinking, this is too clear and doesn't have a real sense of life"

Japanese-style Diary, Advanced Diary. There is also the aspect that the aristocratic diary of the time is written to tell the descendants of the clan what to do about the ceremony and the changing seasons. Therefore, it is not necessarily strange to be aware of people's eyes, but I am still writing with them or what my body might read, and I should not have thought that I should let the people of the heavens and the earth read too much from the beginning. If those diaries are in our possession now, does that mean that the kids in trouble for money wrote them down and sold them? Thank you.

"If it's really written honestly, in some cases, the Oda family's military secrets could be divulged. I wrote," There are many ships coming from the east these days, "and I can't forgive my father if there's an effect on the battle."

"Then I will tell you that the Japanese text is your own."

"Nice to meet you."

Dossadosa and put the books you read on a stationery and take up every book. That's how her eyes opened wide when I took the last book I left behind.

"This is a very interesting book"

It was a work that wrote the second part of a worm-loving princess. The worm-loving princess is talking about a strange princess who has no teeth, no eyebrows to shave, and a man interested in such a princess. Notably, the princess, who was obsessed with caterpillars and the like regardless of the common sense of society, begins to show shame against the man who is saddled with his right horse. The story ends where the fate of the two lovers thus ends, and no end is drawn.

The second part of this book carefully depicts how the princess has embraced the surroundings, that is, the aristocratic society of the time, little by little, and also by those around her, beginning with Sasaka the Right Horse. Until then, the princess, who was the one who was going my way, became obnoxious when she learned of love. However, it is a really emotional romantic Tan that the right horse Sa, who loved the princess of such a stranger, consoled her to be beautiful as it was.

"This story wants you to understand yourself while you don't like to describe yourself. I want you to accept me as I am, with the strong hope that I will not change. progressing with such contradictions conceived. Perhaps the author's mood is also close to this."

I could see her lips tied together cuddly. I don't put emotions on my expression. I suppose that has become a habit in a way, but at this time, I can't hide my emotions, and I know very well that tension and expectations run through my chest.

"I was just worried about whether it should be regarded as a good work, or an excellence, or a work of strength, but I found the answer where I thought it was all right but not enough. This is a masterpiece."

Because the second part is not too long for the shortness of the original that will be the first part, the text is kept to a minimum and there is no waste. I guess I've made many and many recommendations, split into the hearts of the princess and the right horse Sasa, and thought about what these two should be like.

"Not superior, not superior, but as the quality of people, you can't write this to me, my mother or my dog sister. You can't forbid respect for someone who has something you don't have."

As I said, I was worried about you and I asked you a question.

"I wanted to ask those of you who can write such beautiful nouns, how can the vain sentences that I write 'Grandpa Gen' feel?

He said, "No, no, no."

Don't say that, she says, pointing a blameworthy glance.

"That story is a work depicting the loving smell of people, not beautiful, funny, not excellent, and then stretchy. I read that sentence and wondered if this person loves all humans. I am such a knife."

So the words stopped. When I looked at my face as I peered in wondering what was going on. Her cheeks were red enough to tell under the moonlight, even in the thin light.

"I did, but I can imagine why you met me as the midwife of a dog and sister, approached me unnamed, and this is how you're on your side, but I don't question you. I don't want to imitate my wife's human mind or body."

There are sesame things in the world that are better left unknown. I really figured it out. If you want to be concerned, you should convince yourself with a convenient word: maiden heart, etc.

"I didn't want to be the wife that would be the burden of being my husband, and as an unnamed woman, I wanted to touch her heart."

Eventually, she said with her face up. Her cheeks are still red. But it's a belly-determined look somewhere.

"Well, how did it go?

"It exceeded all my expectations."

"Well, how?

"Words can't describe it"

Laughed. Without dressing up, kakakaka and, loudly.

"My mother is such a person. No, it's in front of the jade algae of a half-human half-human who's also suspicious if he's a person, but what do you think?

"It's fun for you. If we're on the side, we'll have more fun."

"I assure you about that"

"I know that in our Lord's brother, there are many hardships with his father-in-law who once fought a rebellion."

"I respect my father-in-law."

When I said it, she laughed. It was a beautiful grin, like flowering, like you couldn't help but take away your gaze.

Soon I'll be leaving Ancient Castle.

"Yes."

"My mother is smart, but some of it is missing. I'm a hard worker, but I can't stand it. Sometimes someone has to stop it."

"Accepted."

"It is said that during the year at the latest, in some cases it may be back and forth. I can also think of the fact that it will spring without returning from the snow. Don't panic to be late."

"We look forward to your safe return soon."

I nodded, and then I stuck around for a while.

"The next time I see you, I want you to tell me your name. Until then, I command you to be master."

They didn't say yes, they laughed hehe. It was so luscious that I thought I'd keep pushing him down.

"The moon is beautiful."

"Yes."