Nobunaga's Bastard

Place the knife with the opposite in the upper stage. Standing in front of me is bamboo stretched blue. Grasp the root of the knife pattern with your right hand, holding the edge with your left hand and tightening it from your pinky finger. I breathed heavily, and vomited, sucking again and closing my mouth.

"Huh!"

Exhale sharply and small, cutting bamboo down from top right to bottom left, hanging. Now swing from left to right before the momentum you've shaken down disappears. Finally, he cut it up from the bottom right to the top left.

Bamboo is conveniently slashed three times and falls to the ground in pieces. Konkan, and the hard noise rang on the ground, and then the ministers of Loyal Saburo, who had been touring, slapped their hands saying, 'Excellent job'.

"This is the place, Tadasaro. I'm better at swords. That's good."

Two younger brother-in-law than me, Tadashi Kasei, Yuzaburo, bit her lip and then nodded reluctantly.

"Well, it wasn't a bad idea, let's play and move on when we have time again"

This brother-in-law is my father's favorite, with a flair for everything from face to standing and behaving like a very disturbed samurai. At any rate, he was the son of an enemy warlord in the attack on Kanyin Temple Castle, a boy who came to the Oda family as a hostage. At first glance, he said he was not the only one, and decided to do one of his daughters, who was only two at the time, to his wife. Virtue had already finished dowry with the Tokugawa family at that time, and the other one is the daughter minister of Lord Katsuko. At the time, I lived with him at Ancient Castle, and I was delighted to have my first sister to live with. It was just eight times cuter than a teapot.

"Ah, brother-in-law! Please stand by and compete once and for all!

I highly value my father's eyesight. The lineage of a father who resisted through his will to the end in defeat, or his uncle, Mao Tsuna Aoki, who let him die in glory during the Sakamoto exit, is handed down brilliantly, he is skilled and brave in martial arts, and he is admired by ministers. When I waved about Buddhism and Christianity without any concern today, he told me that 'the fundamentals of teaching differ from Buddhism and Confucianism in the first place from Christianity of the Nanban emigration...' etc. Seems smart, too. I just didn't like many of the Buddhist forces currently hostile to the Oda family and, conversely, I felt that my personality was short-circuited, such as Christianity, which has a cooperative relationship with the Oda family. But I can't take that seriously if I take it well. They're enemies like me, and they're the same people again. I may live happier and freer than I would think, for example.

"What, you've had a few more fights?

"For a samurai, a battle is a meeting with a sword. For one last time, let us compete with my brother-in-law only once."

I'm desperate to ask for you, Loyal Saburo. That's not impossible either. You don't have to, or it's my fault. I didn't say anything more like, "Don't marry a man weaker than my brother." And it seems that the honest minister asked Zhongsaro, as he said, is he stronger than his brother? Loyal samuro answered strong, of course. But when I fought before, I won. Since then, I hear Tadazaburo has been waiting for an opportunity to rematch with me. This time, it was a battle between the tasks of welcoming my father's escorts, the Tokugawa family, and the Asai family. When he turned eighteen, Tadasaro had grown tall, had thick arms and legs, and had become a fine young man. But it was more specific to those whose eyes were stronger than that. The head of the Mori family may have the same eyes, and the left palace and the built-in assistant palace also have such fixed eyes when they are present for archery. The moment I reunited with such a loyal samuro and saw him, I realized. We have to win this.

Understanding that I can't win, I guess it would be muscle to report that I lost to Loyal Saburo and also to the Minister. But I didn't want to lose. If I lose, I guess the phase will look at me forever from now on and think 'weaker than Tadazaburo'. That's all we have to avoid.

Thus I avoided doing my hands-on archery with a wooden knife because it was dangerous, and decided to fight Tadazaburo only in a way that I was likely to win. Initially, a fan supposedly used for aristocratic play. It's a game of fluttering open fans and competing for who came closest. I learned from my mother and knew the trick of this play, and I claimed to win against a completely inexperienced loyal samuro, my win.

Afterwards, when they called me a battle in sumo, and stepped on me that I couldn't win a decent bump, I made him admit that I would compete in 'finger' sumo, 'push' sumo, and normal sumo sumo and sumo number three. With hands held together, finger sumo is my mother's stunt, which is a win if I move my thumb and suppress my opponent's thumb. I managed to win this, I won the next push sumo, I won the streak. After that, he lost light in a real sumo, but his total score was two wins, one loss. Highly declared that it was my win.

Furthermore, since Tadazaburo, who had boiled the business, had said to meet in person, we used it seriously as we had just done, and we showed each other which sword arm was excellent. This battle was also extremely beneficial to me, who had been familiar with bamboo since I was a young child. Slashing the irresistible bamboo seems to show the skill of the knife, which means that it won three consecutive victories in a battle that had nothing to do with practice.

Well, this is how I thought I got away with it, and they said it was one last battle. I repeat what happened, but I can't win first if I have a decent level of stand-up battle with a wooden knife. It is true of you and the men of the Mori clan, but there is certainly a human being who has a different struggle when it comes to battle. Tadazaburo is one of them. I don't think my sword arm is that different from Tadazaburo's right now. However, because it is not very different, it is unlikely that it can be added or subtracted and that it will cause serious injury. And I'm most likely the one who can make you get hurt.

"I have no choice. Shall we compete?"

When I looked around wondering how to escape somehow, I saw one guy approaching me. Seeing the man make a faint, dragging motion of his leg, he chuckles inside.

"Thank you. Happy! With a wooden knife!

Loyal samuro laughed niggardly after receiving my reply. Soon a wooden knife will be available, and I will make time to wield the wooden knife I held twice and three times, make sure I grip it, etc.

"Dear Iga Shosho,"

Come on, battle, it's about time, I was spoken to by a man approaching me. He has a small, detailed, slightly blue-white complexion, which at first glance is creepy, or the man with the ominous appearance that I once got acquainted with in Yamato.

"Oh, is this Lord Honta, Tokugawa-sama calling for you?

When I asked while making the expression that I just noticed, the man, Honda Masayoshi, nodded.

"Zhongsaro. I'm sorry, but Toshikawa Migawa called me. I can't keep Tokugawa-sama waiting. Fighting is another chance."

When I said it, Tadazaburo made a look of bitter juice, but still nodded yes. It was a dangerous place. The minister ran away from the battle, and though he didn't lose, Truly loyal samuro is strong. Loyal Saburo is a really strong man against the minister, so let's write to him asking him not to care if he is stronger than his brother from now on.

Me and Honda Masayoshi went from outside the castle to the corner where Tokugawa-sama and his minister are currently living, where the lead actor in this tripartite meeting met one Tokugawa-sama Kazuya.

At first glance, Tokugawa-sama has a mediocre appearance characterized by a small, average physique, no features attached to her expression or appearance. If you look at this person, none of them will be identified as having emerged from the hostages of the Imawa family as the champions of the two kingdoms of Tokai.

"Long time no see, Master Tokugawa"

As soon as I saw him, saying so and kneeling, Tokugawa-sama stood me up smiling at Eagle Deep and saying that the instrument was useless.

"In Yamato, this person took care of him"

Unsurprisingly, Tokugawa-sama's first words were not about his past or his father, but about Honda Masayoshi, who brought me here.

I had a little conversation with Hondo Masayoshi before when two people, Keijiro and Suke-right Gate, took me to Yamato, where Lord Bullet was ruling. I turned my teeth to Master Tokugawa Jiayang, who has always been my lord as a sect, but there was no resentment. It was a story that I was grateful to Ning Ro. At that time, I told you that if I ever had the chance to see Tokugawa-sama again, I would tell you about you, but then I didn't have the chance to go out to Migawa, and it didn't come true to meet you. Instead, we were talking about someone like this in a letter. I don't know if my letter worked or not, but after time Honda Masayoshi returned to Tokugawa-sama and became one of his bellies.

"I have it here to take care of you. Dear Tokugawa, I would like to thank you for your continued success."

I bowed my head as I said it, and Tokugawa-sama nodded slowly with a grin.

"You've grown tall"

I nodded. That was five years ago, when I was nine. It's been over ten years. At the time, Tokugawa-sama was sure that in my year, Tokugawa-sama was thirty-one this year.

"Virtue, how are you? Aren't you bothering your son, Jiro Saburo?

Master Tokugawa has fewer children than his father, and only one man and one woman at a time. One of them, Jiro Tokugawa, Shinkan-sama, is the husband of virtue. Both his childhood name, Chiyo Takeshi, and his nickname, Saburo Jiro, are the same as his father, Master Tokugawa. The letter of the first name, Shinkan, was naturally received one word from my father. The union between virtue and Shinkan-sama is symbolic of the stiff fringe between Oda and Tokugawa, and everyone in both countries expects the child to be done as soon as possible.

"No problem."

In response to my question, Tokugawa-sama's reply was short. And the conversation breaks off as it is. Tokugawa-sama takes a serious look at me, and Honda Masayoshi looks at the Lord like that and refrains from saying anything in particular. My escort has one Goemon, but Goemon doesn't have to open his mouth from himself any more than he doesn't talk from me.

"Let's talk about something, shall we?

I couldn't stand the silence and asked that question. Tokugawa-sama shakes her head small and sideways without changing her expression. I wanted to see the crowd, say a small word.

"One inning, what do you think?

At that time, Honda Masayoshi, who had pawns and boards ready at some point, told me. Horrible. I don't like being with silent people for long. Because all around you are rappers. It is strange that I don't feel bad about how much silence continues when Kyou is on my side.

To Tokugawa-sama, point to the king with your hands. Master Tokugawa gently bowed his head and placed the king in the center of his formation. I also put the balls in the center of my formation, followed by gold, followed by silver, and for a while, time for the two to line up the pawns with a beep.

"Has Tokugawa-sama even been served anything delicious at Ozhang?

Nothing else.

"Really? Well, it's next door to the Three Rivers, so it won't look any different."

"Yes."

"Speaking of which, my mother used to get snow from Tokugawa-sama's territory. My mother took great care of that fold. Thank you for being late."

"I can help you, above all"

At the beginning, I poked my steps up from the edge, and Master Tokugawa surrounded the king to show him the structure of the long rivalry as soon as possible.

"In the snow, he said he ate the cibi"

"Cibi? Oh, yes, you're right. Although Shibi is now called a tuna in Ozhang. It's because, as you know, Cibi doesn't get along well on the day he dies. It's a very delicious fish when the tuna you catch is quickly cooled with ice."

"You make a lot of good attempts."

"Thank you for saying it is good, and there are many bad attempts. Trying to get a man to put his disguise on his chest, trying to eat the meat of five animals, and the people around him are terrified of what happens every day."

"And the knife."

"Is it something? One never made a big attempt. With all my father and mother's second frying, the compilation of the bandage pseudonyms and kanji characters that I once went to is actually my mother's handwriting, because it was my mother's instruction."

"They grabbed the hearts of the Igas"

"The mind of the Igas, is it?

I said, raising the gaze that was pointing at the plate surface. On the board, the situation known as pawning in the opening battle was about to come to an end. If you take one step at a time, you will begin to crush each other with the same synchronous Gui Tong Silver. I hardened around the king without the courage to go beating myself up.

After all, I was wondering if they would talk about the word "grabbed Iga people's hearts," but Tokugawa-sama thought long without saying anything more. And while I was thinking about it, Tokugawa-sama's belly rattled. Tokugawa-sama looks at this one with only his eyes and smiles embarrassingly.

"You're hungry when you use your head. How about that, Dear Tokugawa, a certain person will prepare a meal for you. Seafood and vegetables fried in oil with tempura clothes are popular during the winter months by the warm side."

So far, no one has mentioned tempura as unsavory. That was one of the best attempts my mother ever made.

"I'll keep it with you"

Saying, Tokugawa-sama walked up. It's an all-out collision.

"All right, Goemon, tempura buckwheat. Dear Tokugawa, I will serve it to everyone in your house."

"Ha."

As I said as I took the walk on my own, Goemon replied briefly and left the room. Mr. Tokugawa will take my walk in Guima. And I'll take the cinnamon with silver. The battle that was taken and taken burned all over the board at once, and then the big picture decided in about half an hour.

"... we lost"

A lot more than half an hour after never. It was me sticking to stickiness, but I finally did my best and declared my surrender. It is a common story that the dominant person mispacks and is reversed, but Tokugawa-sama never misread the packing muscle.

"If you're going to defeat, if you did it early, you didn't have to kill the general for nothing, but you've had a miserable end because you resisted badly."

I say as I look at the self-formations in a state of devastation. Tokugawa-sama said it was good stickiness and still had few words. I was just trying to have fun while I was referring to this one station. I think that would have been fine.

"Your Highness, we are ready for you."

Just then, rather than then, I guess I expected that time, but at the end of one inning, once it was a step of rest, Goemon said a word to me. Tell him to bring it right away. If we don't eat, we can't eat the ministers. Whatever you eat up. Whatever you leave, you have to take a bite first.

"How about another inning?

Tokugawa-sama told me. Now the Beecher board is in hand. I answered, and we just placed the cloth stones at the beginning of each other. Tokugawa-sama is white, I'm black.

"Bad behavior, shall we strike while eating"

My mother hates being done something else while eating something, so I can't, but it would be good enough to do some manipulation without my mother like this. Tokugawa-sama laughed and agreed. Soba is brought in. Juice flavoured with soy sauce and picked up the stock with sauce and shiitake mushrooms in a large bowl. There are plenty of spring onions on the surface, and tempura rides on top of it.

"Give it a little whiskey and try it"

There is no dish to put on and fry in oil per se, so I didn't have to explain it or anything, but I told her everything. Tokugawa-sama nods, and the first battle begins on the board, around the stars in the upper right corner. Hmm, Tokugawa-sama nodded without looking at hand. Tokugawa-sama's eyes peered open on the board, and

"Uh-oh! What the hell is this?

That's what I shouted in a big voice that resonated indoors.

One day that day, Tokugawa-sama and I had a conversation on board. I couldn't win either Beecher or Chess in one inning, but I enjoyed playing with Tokugawa-sama. And although there was little conversation, for the first time this day in eleven years, I was able to get acquainted with Master Tokugawa.