Nobunaga's Bastard

Daimonyama Honnengji Temple at the Fahwa Buddhist Honmen Temple Stream in Shimokyo, Kyoto. There is a mansion across the street that literally presides over Kyoto today, Yoshibui Murai Sadashi, the Kyoto director.

"Father."

"Nice to meet you."

At Sekigahara, he broke Shallow Sukeku Asai Miyauchi's government, and proceeded to Kyoto again the following day for two days. Gradually, I was able to finish my journey and arrive at my father's mansion.

"Uncle which!

"Grandpa which!

There were accumulated stories about Sasuke Asai Miyauchi, about the Asai family itself, about the public, about Kanjiro, and about the public debate that would take place nearby, but they were all erased by the disciples who rushed out and went.

"Whoa, you guys have come a lot. Let's get tired, let's get hungry. You should eat sweets. There's a kimchi, there's a dried persimmon. Which one do you want: salty spicy or sweet?

My father greeted the two of them as they rushed over to the ground on their knees. Three people cuddling with Hishi. The vine says, 'I want dried persimmons! I don't want a pancake!' He asserted himself violently and stared at the vine. "Kakimochi too! 'Vine withdrew his foreword and said.

"All right, all right, let's get you both ready. Come on, if I eat it, I'll make it double six."

My father, who was going to talk quickly, quickly took the two of us into the back, and I was left with one. Of course there are Maru, Goemon, and other escorts.

"Father, who is the child's counterpart to the others?"

"You mainly have letters from customers. After we get rid of all that, Noon will play with these kids!

My father, who was already only a grandson cute favorite, drove me away after him while declaring he would play sophisticated. They waved me tight in the middle of the hallway, and I stand out of hand. A letter from a customer? When I was surprised, a woman familiar with her face, chest, hips and legs approached me.

"Didn't you think of anything nasty right now? Dear Tate,"

"No, I haven't thought about one thing. Hal's breathing, too."

My sideroom, Hal, came with a basin with a letter on the pile. I get sick of it and sigh. I want to reach into a basin with a kimchi on it and eat it burly, too. Lately, pancakes fried with soy sauce are being produced, and they are all eating well in their favor. I eat too, and Lord Hanabi tells me not to eat too much as he eats every day.

"Let's go to your room. We have tea and a little something."

Sigh again. I told Goemon and the others to be comfortable, and I gave them some money to come around Shimokyo for sightseeing. I asked Tatsumaru to keep an eye on the vine and Mitsuomaru, and that's how I dissolved them all. There's only two of us left.

Upon receiving the basin, Hull grabbed me by the shoulder and turned me in a kurli. It is pushed as it is. I weighed him on the back.

"It's heavy."

"Exercise. Come on."

"Even I walked from Iga to Kyo."

Laughing kakaka, I moved my weight to my room while I kept it in the spring. Teasing. They told me. But it was fun. Fed up feeling clear there too.

As the public debate took place with the addition of the Oda family to Six Sects, the work of His Holiness Father, the director of Kyoto, increased explosively. I haven't decided to do it in Kyoto yet, but as soon as the story was leaked, many members of the public said an inquiry had arrived against my father, who connects the Oda family to the Morning Court. Most of the inquiries come from asking about location time, that is, I want to visit myself. In the privileged seat whenever possible. That was it. Thank you. Even the Emperor wants to see. Of course they can't say 'come if you want' to the emperor, so they're now discussing whether it really should be a heavenly debate.

Bearing the busyness, my father made a request for reinforcements and Hal was dispatched from my house. Naturally, she is not a bad person because she is a real daughter. His father had two fruitful sons, but his father was pleased that it was also appropriate as his two assistants.

"Letters or letting me read something like this at all. Two-sixes with a child who is neither a real child nor a grandchild? No, if you think about it, you're not my stepchild or my grandson."

Foolishly, Hal rubbed my shoulder. It's kind of more of a kid-forgiving rub than a massage.

"My father was busy working until yesterday, too. I was happy to hear that the tats were arriving today, so let me play for a little while."

I was told, and I nodded that you were. Sometimes I think Hal feels like he's treating me like I'm his little brother. I don't hate it.

For a while, I was immersed in the task of reading letters. As I read the letter, Hal took his hand off my shoulder, prepared a fire bowl and set the room at the right temperature. The futon was available from the beginning and also had elbow placement. Tea was prepared with the table, and then the pancakes came out. When I thought I couldn't eat it because my hands were dirty, Hal used long chopsticks like vegetable chopsticks and cleverly grabbed the pancakes and carried them to my mouth. While reading the letter, I never looked up once, but I lost the mushroom in my mouth and Hal's chopsticks extended to my mouth when I wanted another. My mouth greased. When I thought of it, there was a drink of water on my mouth.

"The boulders, the ears are fast."

"What was written? May I ask?

After reading all the letters, I groaned as I sighed. In response to Hal's question, he said he was talking about money.

"You'd be making baked goods in Iga, wouldn't you?

"You're all working hard. I cooked them out, too, didn't I? Is it great?

"Even if it's great. Much helped."

Shit, the dripping eye Tanuki face approached my face. I can't say it's good. But I'm relieved to watch. I thanked him and caressed his head softly before continuing the conversation.

"Give me that baked goods, sell them regularly. Let me see if you have any good stuff. It's a letter of content. Everyone says they can push and pay for it. I think I know where it leaked from. Hundreds and hundreds of pieces are the kind of people you can get out of at any time. Thousand pieces, 2,000 pieces, depending on the conditions, it's going to be 10,000 pieces."

Oh, oh, and Hal makes a startled voice. It's time for something sweet. I thought there was already a bun in Hal's hand. When I broke it in half, the contents were beans. Pushed directly into the mouth by hand. Sweet. Tasteful.

"It sounds like a good story, but it's not a good story, is it?

"I can't say enough bad stories. Being noticed means you have someone to buy you something you can do. But just because it helps doesn't mean you get paid. They're gonna want me till they multiply that loan ten times."

"Are your letters from famous people?

"Thousand Soui of Tea Ceremony, Soku Imai, deputy of the Shogun Miyagi, and Souzo Tsuda, a merchant, also Takashi Konishi, a magnificent merchant of Sakai. As for fame, it's not all around here yet. I was somewhat surprised to hear a letter from Hakata's Shimai sect. How many connections are there?"

"It's very popular."

The name Mino Yakitori won't rival the value it has, but the land called Iga is close to everything in Kyoto, Omi and Mino. It is widely known that Ancient Watanabe, of course, invited Minotaur pottery to build a kiln, so it is thought to be a subspecies of Minotaur. The merchants are also blood-eyed that if it's Iga Yaki, which I direct and make by making that ancient Minotaur Yaki, you can get a lot of cheap, high-quality baked goods.

"Showing weakness won't be long before I'm a puppet of the merchants. Iga is still poor and it still takes time to be able to make many quality baked goods. But this place must endure."

"Are you patient?

"Don't be taken in by their appetite or financial greed."

I divide the letter I read into two parts. To the right and to the left, Hal rushed out of the room as he was making a mountain in each of them, and when he came back, there was paper, brush, and pen in his hand. Receive the brush and spread the paper over the stationery. The town was handed to me, on the right edge of the paper. Hal carefully wiped my hand with a cloth and then began to ink it.

To the merchants first. Thank you for the financial assistance, but please feel comfortable because the current situation is sufficient. I would love to come back when I have a good item, because I intend to hold a review meeting after informing you. I wrote up about twenty of them, for example.

"Hmm."

"Good day to you."

When I finished breaking one of the two mountains, Hal took my hand and rubbed it softly from my wrist to the inside of my elbow. Gradually half. But the other half is smaller.

"Who are you going to serve this to?

It's Yamato Mitsui.

His name is Shunqing Yangshun. Believing in the Buddha Gate. He is a man who obeyed his father with the good offices of the Ten Soldiers. He was also a long-time contender for Yamato with Lord Bullet Shou-Pil. There were times when he was defeated and exiled by the number of martial arts of Lord Bullet Shou-Pil, but eventually returned to power. He was entrusted with Yamato instead of Lord Bullet Shou-Pil flipping the flag against his father according to the Sanho Yoshiji and confiscating Yamato. There is public opinion that he was allowed to recover because he was defeated by Lord Bullet Zheng Shaopi and was a favorite of his father. It is as if you were incompetent yourself, but this is wrong.

Shunqing succeeded the Sui family when he was two years old. And it was only at the age of eleven that the battle against Lord Bullet Jung Shao Pil began. After being defeated and chased after Yamato, diplomatic battles were waged through Nagahara Shinohara, who was also the Great Black Pillar of the Awa Sanhaya family, and Murakata Araki of Regent. Furthermore, the Five Regents, who reign at the apex in the character of the public house, wives one daughter, Princess Takaka, of the Kyujo family. On the occasion of this marriage to Princess Takashi, the public received Princess Takashi as her adopted daughter. In other words, the relationship with the general's family was also concluded at the same time. He has only succumbed to the Buddhist Gate and maintains good relations with the Chinese people and temple groups in South Japan, and has also earned the monk position of Kuan Young Monk Capital.

It would be appropriate to describe it as being the earliest father's favorite if it had the elements so far, not because the father likes it and is a natural person. And then another thing to add is that he is a culturalist who is no less pale than Bullet Shou-Pil Hall.

"The ancient left would be moving around a lot, wouldn't it?

"Yeah, that's already"

We are now discussing in both houses the development of a mountain road linking Iga and Yamato's Kitsu River. Because if this place is tied, the road to Yamato Kinai will be connected in one piece. If this place opens and logistics flourishes, there will be no starving deaths in the realm. There is often another way to Kyo besides the streets from Omi. The more choices you make, the less they see your feet.

The head of construction of the Iga Murai family is Gu Left. When I told him that if this took shape, I would let him make tea utensils, kettles, etc. of his choice in a dedicated kiln, he moved out very clearly.

"'Cause he's a greedy man too, you can count on him as long as you're feeding him"

"It's easy to understand the bait you're craving."

We laughed and nodded at each other. Letters to Shunqing Tsui and to the people of Yamato were carefully longer than ever written. There's one left. This is the one who can't be sitting there watching things like this.

"Oh, Mr. Bullet, aren't you?

Nodding. The territory is the lost Bullet Shou-Pil Hall, but the spicy arms after it has become lighter are well known to the public.

"What's in your letter?

I knew I didn't need ink anymore, and Hal turned behind me and peered into the letter. The contents will take all the rights if the merchants are allowed to give money. Don't worry, I'll give it to you as an ally. It is said that in the first half, in Shunqing Taoi, it is not possible to identify good things from bad things. Having an aesthetic eye with a season in it is the person to rely on. It said:

"That's the scariest part."

"Do you understand?

That would be great. I was replied.

"He's one of the best, no, most loyal to greed in heaven today. It's like introducing yourself that if you're cautious, you can take everything."

"What will you reply to?

"Mmm... I'm not the right person to tease. Should I say no clearly, or if I eat poison, rely on it in the spirit to the plate? If you're going to leave everything to the merchandise, so is someone you can count on any more."

"Popular people are tough."

"Hal."

I called out to Hal, who was trying to hug my body from behind, that is, snuggle my body tight.

"Let go of my body a little more"

"Oh, I miss you. I'm a wife, by the way. This is how I stand up to heal my tired husband."

"It's a time of fatigue, so some places get better when you can push them that way."

Saying, Hal suppressed his mouth with his hands and leaked a laugh, including oh.

"Young people are tough."

Even though I say it, Hal doesn't try to keep his body away from mine.

"So you're after him, huh?

"It's really hard to have a young body."

As I say, Hal stretches his body and neck all the way, plugs his torso into my armpit, and makes sure he looks up my face from the bottom. From the chest, its rich breasts are not likely to be visible. I think I can see, I can't see!

"How's the evening meal going?

"I don't do it every day."

As I said, I grabbed both of Hull's wrists, asked for answers, and then pushed Hull down over the duvet and kept him under control.

"To! It's a customer!

"Um, okay. I'll be right there."

"Dear Princess Vine, my husband is going to need some time now, so would you please tell the customer to wait?

When the vine opened the obstacle and Mihomaru appeared from behind it, I sat down in front of the desk and wrote the letter, and Hal had rounded up and put together what was already dry among the letters he had finished writing.

"Totally, it's something that comes running cheerfully"

That was easy to understand and helpful.

We hurried to get the kimono we were about to mess up, and we talked quietly after the two of us left the room. The handicap remained open, and later the Father's Hall appeared without sound.

"Have you read the letter?

"One more copy and I'll finish writing your reply. Did Twin Six have fun?

"Uh-huh. I don't know what you think."

"Even the Pope of the White River is unhappy. That's all there is to it."

"My lord left the Yamagata to you. The Homo River will soon be able to make people feel better if it is cured."

My father's rhetoric leaked a heck of a laugh. Which is more powerful than Pope Shirakawa?

"Guests have just arrived. I don't think we need to rush this much."

"No, I'm also sorry to keep you waiting, right away, damn it!!... Gu...!

I hit a stationery trying to get up because I was. Fight severe pain while squatting.

"What did you get hit with?

"Yes."

"No, it's nothing. You don't even have to."

If you even got me, I'd swell up and get worse.

"What's up? What are you doing?

"What do you say you're doing..."

As I was about to leave the room, my father turned around and asked me back, but I couldn't answer. I pulled my hips and once again slowly stood up, I took a big, deep breath. All right, the pain's gone.

"You're halfway done. Hal, I'll keep going when I'm done talking to the guests. So, wait."

When I said, Hal laughed and nodded yes.

"If that one is the last one, you may not need it. My guest is the nephew of Lord Bullet."

A word from my father who interpreted our conversation as' work 'halfway through. Really? I answer, and look back as I step out of the room.

"Get ready and wait for me."

After all, Hal nodded at me with a blur.

"By the way, bandage, Lord, is it not time for a child?

"No, that's why my father will bring guests..."

I was headed to the guest room in an unmeshed conversation.