Nobunaga's Bastard

The war that took place in the first year of the ex-turtle year ended externally in moderation, drawback, without the destruction of both the pro-Oda and anti-Oda forces. But many, including my father, did not see this as the end, and few saw it as a battle from here in Ning Lo. In the meantime, it was Asai, not Oda or Hondo Temple, who moved first after the war and repainted the force map.

After the establishment of the Wakai council, the Asai family sent their troops to the west bank of Lake Biwako and instantly held in their hands the land ruled by seven Takashima heads. This led to the unification of the forces of the Asai family alone on the northern shore of Omi, and the Asai family grew to an estimated fame of around 400,000 stones.

Although Oda was, of course, upset by this electric move, even Asakura, an ally, the Asai family immediately pledged allegiance to the public after the westward march. From the public who want a mediator under heaven, the rise of a third force near Kichinai that can counter Asakura Oda is not necessarily unwanted. Results Asai family rule of Kitami was accepted as a fait accompli.

Ultimately, Asai became the champion of Tokugawa and Kitakomie, who gained the Far River, multiplying his forces during a series of battles that began with Takeda's invasion of Sungawa. It was Hojo who approached Kanto domination by adding Surugawa ichi to the prints. Its Hokujo and Tokugawa formed an alliance shortly after the war. Apparently, Hojo Sukang's five-man name, which entered Surugawa, and Lord Tokugawa are friends of the ancient knowledge, and they are surprisingly developing a good relationship. Attacking Lord Tokugawa will be agreed to simultaneously turn Oda and Hojo into enemies, and in the future Takeda will proceed to North Kanto while finding a compromise with Hojo. In that case, it will naturally also bump into Uesugi after Echizen. The Tsutsu road will continue for Takeda as well.

The Oda family also moved aggressively, of course, rather than sitting and watching the situation. First, Ise showed the weakness of the foundation in this battle. Mr. Kudo Kitano, Kobe and Nagano. He mercilessly converted and mutilated those among them who showed anti-Oda moves, drastically reducing the anti-Oda forces. Among other things, he was harsh against Kudo Nagano, and Uncle Shinko kicked out the old lord and officially succeeded Kudo Nagano. Furthermore, Shinji Tsuda and Shinji Tsunada, the sons of Shinji's uncle, were attached to Shinji Tsunami and Kazuhachi respectively, Shinji and Shinchang, the sons of Shinguang's great-uncle, were sent to the Kobe family, and Shinji and Shinji parents and sons were sent to the Kitai family, respectively, to strengthen Ise rule. There is still a gang of Hokkaido and Furniture Housing ministers with signs of stirring, but this is making Ise rule pretty strong, and regaining control of South Ise, which had been taken by Kumano Miyama.

Kaga Traditional Sect is being attacked and forced to struggle by Uesugi Kenshin, who is angry at Hojo's Kanto official inauguration. Echimae has always been a spark away from the orders of the main temple, and Akasaka has not changed the situation due to the conflict between the Oda and Asakura factions. Perhaps your father has one of these upsets in the North.

These are the general moves after the war, and the political situation still doesn't allow me to predict, but in the meantime, my mother has shown me what I've accomplished here recently.

"Do you know what the biggest difference was between bread and pizza and baking?

"I didn't know that bread and pizza were cooked in a kiln in the first place."

Hearing my mother's voice heard from my back, I was looking at two large kilns.

"At all, when I was a kid, I said I liked bread so much, but I grew up with breast milk and garlic toast"

"Please don't throw up lies. Today is my first bread experience."

"I hope so."

My mother comes touching her cheeks, ears and head with pets as she is told. I'm carrying him on my back, and he's giving me all sorts of orders on it. My stomach is huge, and when I said I was going out, I said, "I don't want to go out unless I'm obtuse! 'And this is what is happening because I said it out loud. When I said it was okay not to go out, I was stunned, so this is how I am replacing you. My mother is sitting backwards because she must not compress her belly. My ears and nose have fingers in them and the layers are itchy because it's something I try to force to stroke my head in that state.

"I wasn't sure what East fungus was doing in the first place. So I tried to ferment it anyway and repeated the triand-error. If fermentation is good, try applying soy sauce or miso, leave it in a warm place, try using fruit, run out of money to open the ancient castle vault, try baking it at high temperatures, try baking it at low temperatures"

"There was just some fucking mud along the way, but let's just spare the effort and meditate our eyes"

However, security will be a little tighter in the future.

"That way, I didn't know what the hell was good about it, but the bread was ready to be baked plump. What do you say we eat?

My mother played my finger after I said that. The squawking, rubbing sound sounds subtly, and the craftsmen who were in front of the kiln stick iron into the kiln. Thus, when the stick was drawn out, there was a square rod-shaped object on top of it. It had a slightly yellowish brown color and smelled good the moment it came out. I can't say it's fragrant or exciting, but it reminds me of freshly cooked rice somewhere. These breads seem to be exactly the same position of food as rice for Nanban humans. Perhaps this is what the fragrance is that invites you to go home.

"Oh, you're eating better than I thought."

"How do you eat it?

"Oh, curious?

My creed is, "Parental pranks get caught up once." Try it once and deny it if you can't.

"Do as you did before."

As soon as my mother gave the instructions, the surrounding objects moved, cutting the bread from the bread. Totally different from meat, cut out the fluffy bread thinly and apply a slightly dull milky white condense over it.

"It's called cheese."

"Is it butter?

"Yes, it's troublesome, so I decided to call it butter and cheese."

"I'm not sure what that means because it's troublesome, but what kind of food is it?

"The butter is the one that shakes the milk well and takes out only the oil, the daikon is the one that fermented it"

"So you're applying oily milk,"

That's how we talked, and the artisans just painted the butter, put the eyeballs on top of it, and the smoked meat on it, and gave it to me. Hokahoka and warm, looking good.

"Okay, I'll take it"

"Yes, eat it"

When they rode for nothing, those around them made a startled look. I don't know why you don't hesitate to eat something like this, but this situation already happened in my life with my fingers on both hands. I already knew yesterday that this would happen, and now I'm just wasting my time on a tour.

"What do you say?

"... you don't have much flavor"

However, the lack of flavor also means that it is not unsavory. The moment you bite, the crisp sounds, and then vice versa, the texture is moist. The aroma is rich, and the taste of eyeball grill and smoked meat is well understood. It's totally about rice and side dishes. I guess the fact that you can eat with your hands is a grip of bread, or Nanban.

"It doesn't taste bad. Nanban missionaries and others say they eat this often. Everybody, Kyou, you should try eating a slice of the story."

I told the craftsmen to feed him. Everyone is surprised to find it in their mouths. Be a little surprised at first and make the look that it consists of.

"How was it?

"Well, I don't want to eat every day. Everyone will, too. Rice is better suited to the human mouth of Japan."

Everyone shook their necks sideways when asked if there was anything more I wanted to eat this than rice. I guess so. It's people who think they can taste what they're used to eating.

"But once you cook it, it's good to be able to carry it without water or tools. It can be greatly utilized as a constant food for war. Mother, can you produce the same thing as this kiln?

Ask my mother, who had a slightly unfortunate voice, because it was a less aromatic reaction than I thought. She said she could do it, so she asked me to make about twenty.

"That's a lot."

"Yeah, I've got something to think about, and I'm calculating I can get enough of it."

That's how we talked, and we moved to the pizza kiln next to the bread. The pizza kiln has a chimney, unlike the bread kiln. Anything, he said, is the difference he really needs to make in order to bake bread and pizza. I have nothing to complain about because it seems to be a conclusion after many attempts.

"This is very colorful."

"I guess so."

Humph and snort, a good mother. How do you know when you're carried by me and you can't even see me?

"I didn't have tomatoes, so it was difficult. Using aubergines, turnips, and adding crabs and other seafood, I finally got this feeling. Because the pizza never got out of my head more than when I got pregnant."

"Mother, didn't you previously say that you should not consume too much oil during pregnancy?

"I said, that's it. This is this. Eating what you want is best for human health."

I say yes. The pizza seems to have been baked with various ingredients on top, stretching the earlier bread round and flat. He also rides the vegetables he said earlier and the ingredients that he thinks are meat, possibly squid or shellfish. It feels like the mountain vegetables put everything I could get around here on board.

"What is this white thing?

"I told you earlier, right? I'm Daigo."

"This is it? You smell unusual."

Smells in a nutshell. Keep your nose close, thanks to this, the pizza already baked and placed on the wooden desk emits a strange odor. I'll put one daigo, pinch it and put it in my mouth. Bad way to put it, but smelled like human sides and groins.

"Because my mother wanted something like this?

"What is this stuff? It's a lot of work and money, isn't it?

I was slapped in the head like a pet and a stroke. Get my mother off her back and let her sit in the chair that was provided. Round-made pizza was cut into eight equal portions and eaten. My mother cut it first, then I cut it, and no one tried to eat the third slice.

"Awkward people eat, but doesn't anyone like this and try to eat it?

"Once you like it, you keep getting sick, don't you?

I don't think so.

For each bite, the scent of daigo spreads across the mouth to the gut and nose. My mother said it was fermented earlier. That is, miso and soy sauce. I guess this is right because it is common for the smell to be strong with ferments, but everyone who sees them for the first time will decide that this must be rotten. It's hard to believe in Russia that there are people who eat this stuff all the time, other than strangers like my mother.

My mother had two pieces of pizza divided into eight pieces, and I had five pieces. I didn't think it was delicious. Because I don't have the body to leave. It's laborious and expensive, as my mother says.

"I want someone to eat the last slice or so."

"Now, let me give it to your guest."

"If I give something like this to a guest, they're going to be pissed off."

As I was rubbing my full belly, I saw a luggage truck running from the sea.

"It's just fine. Show your skill and play pizza thanks."

"Whatever happens, you can't be held responsible."

When my mother raised her hand against the approaching luggage car, a horseback rider who was escorting the load ran his horse and approached us.

"Good day, Master Tsuda. How was it?

Speaking to the horseback martial artist, Jing Tsuda, he nodded small and replied briefly, 'I wonder if it's good'.

He, Jing Tsuda (also Hikarita), was a long-awaited person I found who was calling out to people to see if there was someone who could provide me with swordsmanship guidance, and the master is the famous Shinnozu Temple. Called Kensei, he is also known for teaching swords to General Kenhao, Yoshihui Ashiri. Shinjitsu Kamikata, the licensee of Shinjitsu Shinjitsu, founded by Shinjitsu Kamizumi Kamikata. He travels through countries with the sword of the Shinyin Shinda Stream. A swordsman, but a spear, a sword, and a martial arts master. When I got back to Ozhang, I was going to call in and wish you one professor, but before that, my mother had gotten acquainted.

"I was just cooking a rare dish of Nanban, and if you don't mind, could you have one?

To my mother's words, Lord Tsuda replied in a small voice, 'Thank you'. Thin eyes, oligarchy and low mouth count. My mother and I have completely different quality as a person, but from what I've seen, we're very close.

"It's a strange food. It may not fit your mouth, so spit it out as soon as it tastes bad"

I'll say a few words first because I don't think I'd be an enemy if they cut me off for a bad reason. Even if one of the leading martial arts artists of our time would not take such short notice, it is also possible that he is vain and proud because he is a famous martial arts artist.

"This is..."

When I took the pizza, the movement of Lord Takita stopped. Without a doubt, Daigo is blinding me. You must have realized that the Lord of the odors emitted is this white mass.

For a while, Lord Tsuda kept his pizza solidified, and no, he was staring at Daigo. Then, as I decided at one point, I quacked my narrow eyes, and only pinched the opening daddy, putting it in my mouth.

"Oops."

"It's full of good food"

I doubt you'll be all right, me and my mother, glad you ate Daigo. Lord Hada moved his jaw small, chewed the hawk over and over again, and eventually nodded.

"This... something white, a little more"

"Fair enough."

"Are you serious?

No way do you like this? Something so stinky?

"We'll be ready in a minute."

And he said, When my mother gave the instruction by gesture, a young man, who had brought a lump of daigo, grated the daigo with grate money, and whitened it over the pizza.

"Would you like this?

"Shut up."

As such, Lord Tsuda ate pizza. It tasted another bite and ate well enough to chew it off. There were a number of people around who looked at the pizza with a different odor of no daiwa, but my mother and I didn't care that we had already eaten it, and we were observing Lord Daida's meal.

"I'll feed you every day if that's okay with you."

My mother tells Lord Tsuda that she's finished eating. Lord Tsuda opened his eyes quackly again. Are you happy?

"Well, can I show you the skill of the sword now?

Mother laughs nicely as she wipes with a cloth painted with the hands of Lord Tsuta, who finished her meal. I was watching my mother wipe my hands. There are several turtles overlapping, like a thick leather cloth.

"Is that the hat?"

While Lord Takita was eating, a huge fish of luggage, pork size, was dropped from the luggage truck and put to sleep with Don on a desk set up to dismantle it.

"I've never heard it taste too good. It was just big, wasn't the cuttlefish better?

Hatsu is a giant fish whose name also appears in the "Japanese Chronicle" and "Banba Collection" in ancient times. The bigger it is, the more weight it weighs. However, I have never seen a good description of the flavour. Why did my mother bother to fetch it if she didn't even try it like a crane and it wouldn't even look good on her mouth?

"Me too, I was surprised it didn't taste good when I tried it back in the day. But I understand that it was not handled in a good way. Tuna, no, make the hearts a single fish, tighten immediately and cool with ice. If you do, you won't even be able to cook and enjoy the original flavour."

"Where was the ice?

The earliest snow melts. If, during the day, it is warm to the extent that you can take a nap outside. What if we could use such sorcery as "Breath of Ice"?

"There are many tall mountains in the Three Rivers. Tea Mountain and others are not that far from Ozhang, and there is still snow at the top."

"Did you bother climbing the mountain to cool one of those fish?

"Yes, ask Master Migawa, it was expensive."

What a luxury story.

"If Migawa gets the money, he can take advantage of fighting Takeda. That's because of Oda. Never just wasted the luxury."

Worried that he should be mad at the boulder, he said ahead of time that he had guessed my expression. Obviously, it's an excuse to follow.

"... well, your mother makes her own money."

When I got pregnant and couldn't help scolding my mother, which is now an important time, I decided to give up this time. We give birth to Nobunaga the Lord for the Oda family. It's not that much of an extrajudicial price if you think you can have a sturdy child. Approach the luggage car. Definitely bigger than a dog. Would there be about fifteen pieces (about 56.25 km)?

"I'm gradually ready. If you let the swordsman hang you up, cut your meat nicely."

"Are you going out of your way to invite a swordsman to do this?

"You're going to try the ancient knife cleavage. It would be nice to have some tattoos from Mr. Takita, right?

"I'm glad, but the meat from the hearts smells a little raw as ink."

When I said what I thought I was doing, I was pissed off when I shut up. Well, I complained and my mother would do what she wanted, let me watch.

Under Mother's direction, Lord Tsuta dismantled the hat using a slender, blade-crossing, long machete. "Please tear my belly apart", "Give Ella a blade", "That's how I'll sit down on three grates" and I nodded in silence, and the skill of Lord Hatsuta in silence was certainly wonderful as it was done, but I wasn't sure if this was awesome as a swordsmith or as a cook.

Whatever, the hearts and meat divided into several chunks by the hand of Lord Tsuda were taken by the ladies and cut into smaller pieces by the instructions of their mother as they were. Large chunks of lean boil as is, adding vegetable seed oil and salt and turning them into 'tuna'. The meat on the cheeks is cooked as is, and the head is cut into pieces and used as miso soup stock. They also eat eyeballs that are good for health. The part of the trout, slightly cherry colored rather than red, and the part of the zuke where the lean was dipped in soy sauce and grated ginger, was gripped and eaten by my mother with untouched rice. Of all the food I ate this day, no, it was so good that I fought over the best I had ever eaten.

"You're not comfortable with this, Lord Takita."

When I said that with surprise, Lord Tsuda nodded loudly as well. I also learned about the idea of making sushi by gripping it with my hands instead of ripe or pressed sushi.

"Just grip the vinegar rice and fish fillets together. It's something you can do, even if you're an idiot. If you make it a traditional dish poorly, you'll come out with people who say they don't know what it means to be trained or handed down, so spread it as a home-cooked dish that anyone can make."

The point was, my mother gripped the sushi one after the other, as long as the fish was fresh. Though my mother said she could do it even in Azuma, I felt surprisingly deep when I tried it myself. I held too much rice and couldn't hold just the right amount compared to fillets. Lord Tsuda was also like a hard grip because he had gripped too hard, and had his mother show him an example on several occasions.

"Who the hell can Naoko be?

I looked around at my mother's accomplishments all day this day, and was asked by Lord Toda on the road back to the castle. Well, I didn't have the skill to answer that question, even though I stinged that such an awesome swordsman would agree.