Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

From the sky, where there should have been no clouds, large rainfall grains began to fall within moments, roughly at the unknown hour (2pm).

Princess Ji, who was sitting in opposition to the city princess, took her gaze off of her and looked at the strange sight from the wide open one.

Its scorched brown hair swayed in the wind and its white neck dewy.

"Woohoo, it's so sunny...... why not"

The city princess gets up and squeals as she closes her temple.

It seemed to be all alone, and the fruit was what I expected Princess Ji to respond to.

The City Princess invited Princess Ji to the Mansion for a few moments already.

But there was no conversational conversation, and we kept each other quiet - we just looked at each other.

As a city princess, I wanted to use the rare "weather rain" as a breakthrough, and somehow talk to Princess Ji.

……

"Princess Ji...?

But there was no response from Princess Ji, and the city princess, whose own pale expectations had been broken, turned - calling her name, who was silent from earlier.

"Please, did you?

"No......"

Nothing, did you try to say?

Princess Ji lifts her voice of denial - but slowly shakes her head to the left and right.

"Well... the weather just seemed like me right now."

In response to Princess Ji, the princess felt her chest pounded.

Though I had never heard directly from her, it was because she had been told by Chang Zheng, a good man, about Princess Ji's tragic and tragic past.

And the experience had a huge impact on the inner side of the city princess.

In other words, he was well reminded of how privileged his own predicament was, in relative terms.

What would have happened if I had anointed my adolescence as a woman with violent sexuality by men...

When the City Princess imagines countless men pressing themselves against her, her hair should not be attacked by more decadence or fear.

Sexual activity is a noble thing, she basically thinks so.

To dedicate one's body to a man, to accept the other's affection and to entrust oneself to him - once again, it is a craftsmanship that can only be done because there is love.

If, for example, the man pressing himself was anything other than a chancellor, the city princess would immediately bite off her tongue and harm herself.

(To live, no love, having to accept countless men... or being made to accept - very sad)

The princess doesn't believe that.

It may be an idea because he dedicates his virginity to a man named Chang Zheng, and only he knows a man - but as a woman who lives in a helpless and disorderly society called the Warring States, it was inevitable to think so.

If you think about living with two good people who love and admire each other...

Even if it's a small house, even if it's not very wealthy, that is to stand up to each other and raise children. It seems to the City Princess that it would be a "happy..." thing enough if that were possible.

But the world is not so sweet.

(Even as we do this now...... somewhere in heaven there will be a war, many men will die, and women who admire him will be crying and being offended -)

There are many women in the world who have been wounded by men's evil feelings.

And perhaps a woman who could live in a pure and clean world, like a city princess, should have been extremely rare in this warring world.

In the countryside, in the cities, every battle, or in ordinary times, the women are always at the expense of the men...

With that in mind, the City Princess clouds her expression.

Seeing it, Princess Ji says in a gentle voice with a smile on her face.

"Rain grains descending from the Ethereal Dome...... Without clouds, it rains - perhaps because the Lord of the sky, who dwells in the Ethereal Dome, hides the shame of a cloud."

Princess Ji keeps grinning.

"But that must not be the case…. What should be must be what it should be. Your wife may think of me as a shallow woman after the pet of the guardian - but based on who I am, it's a terrible mistake."

Having already passed the shallow, I am only filthy - as I mock myself, says Princess Ji.

"My past has always been with the sexual intercourse of men on earth. Therefore, this body painted on the sludge is not worthy of the main guardian of the clear Ethereal Dome. He told me that the past is only a stepping stone to jump to the future... but I still have a past that I can't make public."

Having said that, she kept pointing a smile at the City Princess that seemed to disappear.

When the city princess couldn't stand the painful expression and dropped her gaze, she could see Princess Ji's hands squeezing her kimono over her lap all the time.

"Um... Princess Ji." Your Majesty and I both know that you have been painted with sludge... "

"... but my memories, the marks of the men engraved in my body, can't even disappear"

Ever since she was sent to the Saito family as a hostage, I can't possibly understand the city princess, who has grown up alone and with the love of her brother, her real mother and her sisters, who has continued to be beaten up by the slutty lust of the men.

The two gaze at different positions and angles. There is no such thing as an exchange.

In that sense, the fact that the City Princess tried to follow Princess Ji was in itself a circumstance and a failure.

"I'm sorry, sir"

The princess breaks her hips deeply and honestly apologizes.

To understand each other, you must first recognize that you and your opponent are different creatures.

And what you don't understand is treated as "what you don't understand," and there's nothing else to accept as it is.

That attitude was only revealed in the form of an apology.

The City Princess admits that she cannot understand the darkness held by Princess Ji, and on top of that, she is trying to accept her as she is.

I guess I once perceived the attitude of the city princess.

Princess Ji of Boulder also seemed surprised and moved her expression slightly.

Above all, it was impossible for the main room of the great house of fame to bow its head to the "dirty" woman who received the finesse of numerous men - more than in a position to be pure and honest.

"Please stop, ma'am"

"I won't stop you."

He is a city princess who seems obedient but shows stubborn faces once he decides to do so.

"I'm sure this is a mess..." said Princess Ji, persuading her to raise the head of a city princess who won't even move.

She began to pale her past.

That would be more direct and even more frivolous than what I once told the chancellor.

As Princess Ji, she would have dropped her position with it and tried to extinguish the guilt that the city princess had.

The city princess of boulder couldn't stand to talk too much about her gang rape experience, including Ji's - but the thought of "I want to know the person himself, Ji Takenaka, who would work as a good person's arm and foot..." eventually prevailed.

Without raising his head, he continues to chew on the story of Princess Ji and Ji's past.

"Purgatory, which seems to last forever, is also something that, if you get used to it, makes you feel no pain or anything...... Whether it's a man's demon (Mala) or whatever - if (...) starts, women just have to throw everything away and be heartless. If that happens... all you have to do is wait for them to spit out their sperm and be satisfied"

In the Saito family, the men were waiting to be thrown if they resisted.

Though a woman's body is stronger than a man's, if she nevertheless takes a grip or knee of an adult man to her face or abdomen - not very much, but unbearable.

Moreover, if Princess Ji resists, the Takenaka family, a weak force that occupies Sekigahara, will soon be crushed by the Saito family.

Because if you are obedient to the men, Princess Ji will not have to be beaten to death, and if you do not buy the misfortune of Ryu Xing and others, the safety of the Takenaka family and its territories and territories will be ensured - Princess Ji must continue to drink the desires of the men of the Saito family.

That was the only way to do it. It didn't start with possibilities, options, etc.

Among other things, it was the book that healed Princess Ji's heart.

Freed from the men's opponents and dragging herself full of dirt juice, she crawls into the library alone and reads and fishes the book of war.

Only when I tied up the book did I forget anything extra.

Sooner or later, Princess Ji learned about the need to combine tactics on an ad hoc basis, depending on the circumstances.

Even though on the surface it is a position like a whore selling charm to men, but in fact - more than the men of the conclave, or the masterpieces of heaven, Princess Ji becomes far longer than the soldiers.

That's why when Ryuxing sent Takenakamizu to Oda's army to handle Ji Himei "finished playing well enough..." contrary to Dai's expectations, Ji Hing succeeded many times in defeating Oda's army with widows.

Nobunaga had shown a strong interest in acquiring Princess Ji only because of the accumulation of such a past.

The princess finally raised her head and asked Princess Ji.

"Um, does Princess Ji have any good people?"

"No... because I am worldly meant to be a man. Though I have a wife named Junko, this was a means of protecting the daughter of Lord Shoujo Ando from poisonous teeth."

Princess Ji smiles accordingly.

"The three people of Nishi Mino, including the Imperial Palace, were the ones who showed my understanding of my difficult situation… I wanted to protect them at all costs."

If Ryu Xing hands on Tatsuko, the daughter of Heavy Minister and wife - it will immediately be a major scandal, giving him a great nickname to rebel the three western Minotaurs, who boast a great power among the Saito family.

Ryu Xing, the boulder, can't even get his hands on this.

Princess Ji, so to speak, had advanced herself to become a jetty for Tatsuko.

"He's staying at my Bodhi Yamashiro, but I'm going to return him to Ando's home soon. Because there will no longer be Dragon Hing, and there will be no such thing as putting her in danger."

……

There was no longer anything else for the City Princess to look at.

What was in front of her even seemed like a Virgin who had elevated her self-sacrifice to the extreme.

Princess Ji described herself as "this body painted with sludge," but that was outrageous.

Indeed, maybe half her life was in the mud.

But Princess Ji's personality was constantly polished in its fouling and turned into a star-like jade at the bottom of the river.

"Um... one thing I want to ask you"

"What is it"

"Princess Ji said she admires Mr. Chang Zheng... about that"

"No two words"

It was an unmistakable, quick response from the city princess.

At that moment, the woman married from Ozhang to Kitakomie decides to be ready.

In front of me is a woman I admire enough. I'm sure it will help the good guys.

"That, Princess Ji. Actually..."

The city princess tried to convey her own hope, that moment.

"- Ma'am!

A direct sutra voice, reminiscent of lightning, burst vividly.

As he was played by it, the princesses of the city and Ji, who were in the mansion, set themselves right and opened their eyes.

"From the Oda family, Shousuke Uemura is in the main room, Shousuke Uemura, and Shousuke Uemura are my real brother and Shinbucket!

The city princess holds on to Ji princess, who tried to back down, and, with Rin's voice, asks her straight sutra, which was poking her one knee.

"What the hell is it for? I didn't know there was a Shinko Hall in addition to the main room of the Oda family... that's not normal."

"... maybe something happened to you in the hall. Considering that I visited to explain it, it is not surprising that the return butterfly palace and the Shinbucket palace visit... No, if not..."

"Either way, if you don't listen to me, I don't know anything."

Weather rain.

The rain grain, which was temporarily descending, is stopping it from dripping from the sky.

The city princess stared at her far-sighted sister-in-law and her real brother as she turned a blind eye.

"However - I am now the wife of the Asai family, Shoujitsu Akemoto. No matter how many parents... if the chancellor has done any harm - forgiveness is useless."

"Ha..."

The direct sutra nods slightly pushed by the temper of the city princess.

"Lord Naojing and Princess Ji... No, please stay here with Lord Shigeji. The people of Oda have come here, and they must be thoroughly examined."

Tension begins to set in around the city princess's body.

It was the temper of a woman worried about the safety of a good man - or a hegemony similar to that of a killer, reminiscent of Nobunaga, her real brother.

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"Hurry! Hurry, brother-in-law!!

From the horse of continuous reed hair, Nobunaga flies to me and Interpretive Moon Hair.

It was only natural that a continuous reed with a larger horse body could run faster than an interpretive moon hair.

It is clear, however, that the speed of the interpretive moon hair is also less unusual than that of ordinary horses.

But no matter how fast the Imperial Moon Hair speeds up his legs, the sound of impending footsteps from the rear and knocking down the trees won't keep him away at all - rather, it seemed impending.

Dos Dos Dos Dos Dos and the heavy footsteps of stepping on rich rotten soil can be heard from behind in a constant rhythm.

When I think of the impending ugly carbide I glimpsed earlier, my fear runs through my spine and I get goosebumps all over my body.

And on my skin with goosebumps, immediately a large amount of cold sweat poured out and flowed.

I'm so thirsty I've never felt before.

The inside is completely dry and even the act of swallowing spit can be slightly painful.

It's probably because of fear.

Fear is taking away moisture from my body because of sweat.

If you hold the reins of the Interpretive Moon Hair to escape fear, she'll say, "I know!" He shook his head all the time.

Light footsteps played by continuous coin reeds and impersonal moon hair hooves echo the tree sea and mingle with the heavy footsteps looming from behind.

Turn around, spreading your wings and looming demon with a crunchy crab crotch (again) - the figure of an eagle.

Its body is somewhere human and at the same time leaves its character as a bird in colour.

His whole body was covered in golden urchins, with bright white hair growing from his abdomen to his groin.

Also on the other side of it is a huge backsliding protruding reminder of a shark.

Nevertheless, the problem above all was the alien odor emitted by the eagle.

This makes my nasal cavity rot (creep), and even my tears melt away at so much cruelty.

But still, that strange demon figure was clearly remembered in my brain, and it will be overwritten anew.

First of all, should the head be described as - something with a couch stuck to the face of an ugly monkey (aiaiai)......

The eyes are slightly larger, and the goldfish on the edge stick out like the "meikin" I often see. The eyeball was not focused, and the eyes were chaotic.

The ears are shaped like dogs, folded in black.

The couch was red, sharp, and thick spread both vertically and horizontally.

And the neck that connects that disgusting head to the torso - this is as long as a giraffe, but very thin.

(It's like a monster's candleneck -)

The shoulder is musculoskeletal like a gorilla, with giant wings protruding from its left and right.

From the wings there were only three sharp nails with water scratches, and the dermis had a black dorsal side and a crimson hue on the abdomen.

The two legs have an unusually developed muscle, each with five nails growing on their feet, with a water scratch similar to the wing area.

There was a thin, long tail growing from the buttocks, the tip of which had the same shape as that of the fish.

The size of such a monster is 25 meters long from head to tail.

Full width is 10 meters. In an upright state, the height from ground to head is about 12 meters.

Such a strange and disgusting creature, with its crab crotch, emits a strange odor, is approaching with tremendous momentum.

From physiological fear, the body of the chancellor begins to tremble violently.

It can be said that it is a reaction (response) that arises from instinctive disgust and repentance, as if it were something different from what you feel on the battlefield.

It is illuminated by the various lights emitted by the row-light spotted cat, which reminded me exactly of the composite beast (chimera).

A life form in which discipline and balance as life are utterly outweighed, or completely buried, that what lives in nature is supposed to hold dear -

A puzzle that has been drastically transformed from the original completion diagram, made by forcing different pieces into it -

- There can't even be a creature like this.

Or there must be no such thing as its very existence.

(But it's real)

It was my thought circuit, which was in a state of half-baked self-loss, but gradually I was able to capture things calmly.

When you encounter something that's never going to happen, humans turn around and calm down.

(And - this world is different from what I know from the level of myth...)

Or maybe that fact rapidly cooled down my boiling brain.

Either way, it was clear what I was supposed to do.

If you look back again, the eagle is dangling a bright red tongue out of the creeping open cuckoo narrow as you let a giant protruding eye squeeze.

I was screaming unexpectedly.

"Brother-in-law! His...... tell me how the eagle behaves!

"What!

Nobunaga sends it back like it screams, but I yell back even more.

"For example, how he hunts, he starts moving early in the morning and sleeps at night, that's what I'm saying!

"Uhm!"

On the battlefield, those who calmly analyze their opponents and hold onto their characteristics become the winners.

And it was a warrior king named Nobunaga Oda who knew that well.

He immediately draws on my intentions and conveys the knowledge.

"First, eagles don't like cold places, so they stay asleep in the winter. And when they get out of hibernation, they begin to devour the living and living things around them..."

Nobunaga continues with his crab crotch, staring at the imminent natural enemies of mankind in a crisp motion.

"These guys sleep during the day and hunt only at night. And those eyeballs keenly capture what moves. It's the same as a roach (Kamakiri), if you move in front of him at all, he'll just prey on you and die!

"I mean - this guy says he's hungry at dawn of hibernation!?

"Probably!"

I mean, if you sort out what Nobunaga told me and think about it, would this happen?

First and foremost, the eagle is awake and hungry. I guess the rainbow silkworm was also attacked in an attempt to satisfy that hunger.

And secondly, eagles only operate in dim places. Nobunaga said hunting only takes place at night, but it's daytime now. Based on that, it is not necessarily "nocturnal", but better to say "I have a habit of preferring dark places".

Finally, he said that the eagle's eyes basically only recognize literal "animals". He's been chasing the trees since earlier, pressing them into folds... I guess that's what he's doing.

(But when it comes to not moving at all - you can't possibly be that risky)

For example, would there be a human who could not swallow, or distort the expression, in front of an eagle that emits a considerable odor?

If the eagle is with roaches and frogs (frogs), creatures that reflect on what moves - they can't possibly miss such subtle movements.

"Dear Nobunaga - Huh!

He must have come to check on us.

Shinseng Sakuma, a heavy minister of the Oda family, rushes from the front with a horse.

The eagle's eyes moved slightly, confirming the appearance of a new predatory target.

"- Again, were there hawks!

Xinsheng shouted as he pulled out the Jade Fluorescent Stone knife.

The pale silver light flashes, and he builds momentum as he sets the sword up on his horse.

The gaze caged in Shinsheng's fighting spirit and the gaze painted on the primitive desire of the blubbering and rocking eagle staggered and burst.

"Dear Nobunaga! Stand by, madam! I'll take care of Sakuma! We'll definitely buy you some time to rendezvous!

"- Daiyi!

Nobunaga told Shinsheng to slap him on the back of Shinsheng as he slipped between the Interpretive Moon hair and the continuous coin reed hair.

Xinsheng has been a heavy minister since Nobunaga, Nobunaga's real father, and also a loyal minister who consistently continued to serve Nobunaga in the family governor inheritance disputes and the Taiwanese unification battle that Nobunaga faced.

Though in historical fact the relationship deteriorated and ultimately came to the worry of exile - Shinsheng at this time was the head of the Oda Ministerial Group, and there was certainly a well-thought-out relationship of trust among the subordinates.

"Brother-in-law, come on!

"- Let's go!

Trying alone is too reckless - when I try to say so, Nobunaga screams without getting his hair in.

"We have to move on! You can't expose a wreck in a place like this!!

"- Shit!"

Squeezing the reins, I vomited a great deal of evil with a heartfelt aversion to my pity.

An upsetting chill is coming in from the bottom of my stomach, and it's going to erupt out of a hole called a hole right now - that feeling.

I have never had a direct conversation with Shinsheng.

But I know that he was one of the generals who rushed with Nobunaga during the crisis at our Asai family and at the crisis at Sugawa Castle.

I have to help.

Somehow, you know, you have to stop challenging the distorted demons as life.

But even though I think so from the bottom of my heart - my position will never allow it.

If I were to die in this land, that would certainly be a serious diplomatic issue between Asai and Oda.

And that issue, undoubtedly, must develop into an armed struggle between the two houses.

The face of the Hate-driven Asai family hopes for the complete annihilation of the Oda family, and - the iconic city princess of the Oda family in the Asai family will also be mentioned in the Blood Festival.

History teaches.

- That where we shouted for reconciliation and friendship, differences with others would not be so easily filled.

- And that once there is an incident that rocks the bond between the two, the friendly atmosphere until then will immediately scratch off and a new chain of hatred will begin.

"Fuck off!!

My blast, squeezed out of the back of my throat, easily rips the mucous membrane of my dry throat into a bump and causes it to blow out lukewarm blood.

Either way, it was packed.

If you help Xin Sheng here, you will probably die or be seriously injured yourself.

And Nobunaga, who is deeply in love, can't abandon me, and she must be challenged by the eagle herself and suffer the same worries.

If anything happens to me and Nobunaga to be mourned, the kinship between the two families will be dissolved, and the isolated Kitakomie will be the "bait" for the Asakura and Hexagon families to dress up.

"Why, why this!!

Like stirring up an exasperating me, the row-light spotted cats jump around as they glow.

In that light, I saw Shinsheng collide with the eagle.

(Nothing, I can't...)

I was overwhelmed with tears as I nearly drowned in the strange smell of eagle and blood.

Same as when he was a Yanbei.

The reality that even though we know how it ends, there is no other way to accept it.

If there is nothing to be done to Nobunaga, it is good that he accompanied the eagle hunt if he can help - where he is reminded once again of his own or human frailty.

Tears of regret that nothing can be done drip down according to gravity when mixed with the sweat floating on his face.

- Fight back.

Nobunaga says forcefully as he sees me weeping for his pity.

"After joining the Crusaders, we welcome the eagle! Don't be an obstacle to our hegemony, about eagles!

All I can do is snort while wiping my eyes with the back of my hand...

Behind the back - you could hear the horse's severer and the cruel sound of tearing up the meat and breaking the bones and chewing Becha.

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"Oh my... what a misjudgment you made, the Oda people! If you have a report of an eagle appearance, it is common sense for the Guest to return it immediately to that realm!!

It was - the tremendous anger and killing of the city princess - waiting for the return butterfly and the purse, which hurried to Sugawa Castle and explained all the revelations of things.

The return butterfly and the purse lay even flat before the city princess trying to hang her hand on the katana.

Inside the Mansion room were two people from the Oda family, in addition to Princess Ji and the direct sutra to the City Princess.

For the princess of the city, the return butterfly is her sister-in-law and the purse is her real brother.

But for her now, such blood-linked sequence relationships seemed outrageous.

As the wives of Changzheng Asai, the Oda family who brought their beloved good men to the dead end up being "difficult to forgive..."

"I am very sorry to hear from the wife of Shimamoto Asai."

The purse is about 4 years older than the city princess.

Unlike Nobunaga, who was somewhat serene in character, he had become a good playmate for young city princesses and sisters.

Incidentally, even in historical fact, after Nagata was scattered over Kotani Castle, it was the envelope that shouted out the protection of the three Asai sisters, who drew the blood of Nagata, not just the city princess, and transferred it to execution.

"But even if our Oda family took the lead in defeating Shimamoto, it didn't bend its intentions. There is no way to directly hold the body of the guardian..."

From the very beginning, touching the body of the master's brother-in-law, the Changzheng, is in itself a terrible thing for the Oda family.

It was more than the inability to bend the will of the Chang Dynasty that I was to "accompany you…" to Eagle Hunt - in a sense, it was an inexorable flow.

"So..."

The direct sutra slowly opens his mouth as he controls the city princess with his eyes.

"As our pavilion accompanies the Eagle Hunt of the Oda family... how can we interpret that Lord Uesuke has come to our castle and that the Butterfly is back?

It was extremely obvious, but it was only important to make them say it from the other side's mouth.

The return butterfly broke his hips again,

"We hope that you will keep this until Shimamoto returns to Kitakomie."

"So - what if the innkeeper didn't return?

"... if you want to cook it if you want to cook it"

"Yes, it is. How do you do, ma'am?"

That's what the direct sutra said, and turned to the city princess.

He looked very calm, but in the back of his eyes, the mixed emotions of anger and fear (yuuku) are rippling.

Direct Sutra understood well that if he revealed his anger emotions, "there is no one left to stop..."

"- Then go home, as Lord Butterfly wishes."

The city princess told her to throw up and then sighed heavily.

I understand with her. That the chancellor will not try to bend himself over with a rare thing once he has said it.

Perhaps the good man thought, "Can I leave my brother-in-law alone?"

It's about him who is somehow and deeply emotional, I'm sure he must have accompanied the eagle hunt for that reason.

But even if it were, because of the character of the good man, there was no choice - the princess's anger at the Oda family for not being able to stop marching to the dead is something that cannot be suppressed.

What I understand with my head and my emotions are as if they were something else - although it may be a creature called a human being that has such a contradiction.

"By the way, which way did the innkeepers go?"

The direct sutra inquired into the purse as he was half-whipped.

In Asai territory, which brings the Hexagonal family to the east and south and the Asakura family to the north, it is the Sugawa Castle, which has lost the threat of the Saito family, that can move the current army - and about Takenakanaka in Nishimi no, whose main territory is Kangahara, mainly Princess Ji.

As a direct line, I wanted to summon the army now and join the presidency.

"It's north of Mino, in the direction of the Hida Highlands."

He looks very similar to Nobunaga, says the purse.

"I think Asai will be joining Mi-no more than this..."

"It's an emergency, there's no problem. We will now return to Mino and explain to those who depend on Inaya Castle."

"I understand."

The direct sutra, which stood up completely, when it opened its sassy tongue - it directed it at the ministers who were holding it back outside, ordering them to prepare their march with a thunderous voice.

The mobilizable force is about 500, if you think of those who will remain in the castle.

Unlike normal battles, however, eagle hunting is not as good as many.

That is because it is difficult to harm demons, and at the same time there is nothing else because the method is limited.

Above all - Eagles with tough flesh must easily kick through soldiers in that unique way of running where they have placed large numbers of soldiers as meat walls.

"And what will you do about your place to stay in Lord Butterfly?"

"I'll give you what I owe you."

That said, Princess Ji slowly lifts her hips.

"I'm going. Our Takenaka family is based in Mino. If the eagle comes out, you will have to fight as a people living in his land."

"But... your body is still..."

The city princess raised her voice unexpectedly, and slowly shook her head from left to right.

The blue mole still remained painfully on Princess Ji, whose body should not have completely healed.

"Still, we have to go. Of course, if you're a hawk hunter, you have to be prepared for considerable damage and death."

"Um, but Lord Shigeji. As your wife said, your body is still in good shape. Don't do anything you can't do here and then sneak around."

"So - if that 'after' is gone, if it disappears, what do I do?"

Princess Ji shoots straight through the meridian with a serious look.

The direct sutra then narrowed its eyes and looked to the "half-wife" who would follow the presidency.

"Eagles are such an extremely dangerous demon, alongside ghosts, earthspiders, etc. No matter how many competent ministers of Oda Uesuke and the Oda family there are, it does not ensure the safety of Oda Uesuke, more importantly, when Oda Uesuke is in crisis… I'm not sure if Oda ministers will really help me."

It was also the truth.

When Nobunaga and Nagasaki, for example, become dangerous at the same time, Oda's ministers must undoubtedly give Nobunaga priority.

"As the prefects are the owners of other houses, there is no direct connection. Surely, if there is any danger, we must eliminate it thoroughly - by our hands admiring the chancellor, who is nobody"

When she said that all at once in a temperamental voice, Princess Ji smiled.

"There must be no fulfillment in an exotic land called Mino. Whatever it is, I want Mamori to finish that life on the tatami. For that matter, no matter what happens to this person..."

Plus, she keeps holding her chest down.

"Assuming there's something like a prep guard can die in a hawk hunt - then you can consider it something I'm not in the world either. This soul, already dedicated by a generation of former guardians, should be together..."

Princess Ji stares straight at her, and he looks back at her, too.

"I must dare to tell Naosuke Endo, the minister of the Asai family's spectrum bill. It is not necessarily Asai's house that I pledge allegiance to, but Master Shimamoto. I serve Asai's house because of the presence of the guardian."

"... how dare you, well, I can't say enough about that"

Serve the individual, not the house - the return butterfly and the purse are eyed by Princess Ji, who makes a statement that doubts common sense.

After watching the two of them, the direct sutra leaked a frightened voice and laughed bitterly.

"Well... having an attitude like Lord Shigeji would be more than enough to trust. In the sense that I would never betray you."

"Yes."

"- Then why don't we go with this awkward man? To save the Hall, even to the end of Hell."

"Not necessarily"

And as Princess Ji shrugged - but he said on a strange scale, creeping into all the ears and hearts of those who were there.

"... it's good to die"

As everyone sends a slight glance, Princess Ji slowly opens her eyes and begins walking slowly.

"If it's for the good of the guardian, if it's the best way to do it - go ahead and let him die."

It seemed like a warrior wandering in search of a place to die - and the princess of the city was struck by anxiety that could tighten her chest so tightly.

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Die for your master.

Shinseng Sakuma never doubted it once.

Xinsheng was born in Ozhang Country and is 39 years old this year.

He is an ancient sen general who had served Shinsu Oda early on and had swept around the place.

He met Nobunaga like that on New Year's Day when Shinsheng was 15 years old, not long after finishing his first line.

"This, the man there"

To greet Shinsu, I slapped Shinsung's back, which I had refrained from during a cold, standing street - like a child with an indistinguishably beautiful face from a woman.

"The right ear is choosing. The wound is still brand new. He would have come scratching a pretty tough battlefield. Daiyi, Daiyi '

And the child with that puzzling attitude suddenly pulled out his long hair - and plugged it into the nostalgia of Shinsheng, who had been taken aback.

'Keep up the good work. Live is the species, and die without an ex-child.'

once cheerful laughter, the child leaves before Shinsheng.

He was just stunned by the unexpected that happened in a flash.

"O Shinsheng, this is my breath/guild master. From now on, serve well as a direct minister '

At the end of his interview with Shinsu, I had to raise my surprise at the moment when I saw the "Guild Master" who came into the room - at that time, Shinsung the boulder, and Ah.

He had pushed his own pocket into his own pocket earlier, for he was none other than that child.

'Yes, Master Yoshifu. What happened to your favorite? "

"Tools should be where they should be, what they should be - I did it for you."

Responding to his father in a very childless tone, the Guild Master...

- Then Nobunaga said, "You are Shinsheng, work hard," and smiled with an age-appropriate smile.

Since then, Shinsheng has continued to work solely for his six-year-old master.

Oda troops were not always victorious, but were often at risk and in the grip of defeat.

And when the battle was in distress and retreating, everyone wanted to avoid the dangerous role of taking on the pursuit of the enemy - Shinseng continued to take the initiative for Nobunaga.

"I have always had a Master Yoshinaga... with me"

Memories like amulets served the nostalgia, and the more distressed Shinsheng was, the more powerful he was.

Since that is how long it has been called 'Exit Sakuma' and has led me to be seen as a professional in the palace army, there is no longer anything else to laugh at as Shinsheng.

Nevertheless, Shinsheng was also certain that he was proud to have played the leading role in making sure his master was safely missed.

(If it's to protect Nobunaga's smile - I'll do whatever it takes)

The same is true even if the eagle is the opponent.

Xin Sheng shouted loudly as he stared at the head of a disgusting demon that scratched people's hearts.

(My role is to make sure I let Nobunaga get away with it in order to regain his posture. I'm the only one who can do that)

Take the horse's reins, and Xinsheng, without any hesitation, raids the eagle in a straight line.

Lifting heavily the unleashed body of Ethereal Silver, Xinsheng roared.

"Eat it!

On the brink of the horse's horn trying to pierce the eagle's body, a claw on both wings of the eagle grabs it disappointingly and takes it.

A tremendous odor struck Shinsheng's nasal cavity, but there was no reason to swallow it.

Above all, because the eagle couché had been waved down by Shinsheng on horseback.

When Shinsheng waved the Ethereal Silver Knife, his body bumped into the couch, and the fierce noise echoed into the tree sea.

But Shinsheng's blow cannot be wounded by a stubborn couch, and can only deflect the point of landing of an abominable eagle attack.

The eagle cuckoo pierces deep into the roots of the horse's neck, and the blue blood tide erupts with tremendous momentum.

Power was rapidly lost from the body of the horse who raised the voice of the Terminator, and Xinsheng rolled over the rotten soil.

Once Shinsheng lifted his head, he opened the couch wide, and until then he was riding the horse's neck with a tremendous noise and the appearance of a hawk devouring -

The moment he saw it, Shinsheng clenched his chest and exasperated.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!

Squeeze the knife and cut it into eagles.

But the next moment, a black shadow ran in front of him, and with intense momentum, something snapped Shinsheng's face.

I don't even have time to cover my face.

It was the tail.

By a tail rolled out in no motion, a tail full of urchins - Shinsheng's body dances through the universe, clashing from his back against a large tree that is believed to be tens of thousands of years old.

His face, which collapsed as it slipped, was torn to bits by a urchin, and he couldn't even open his eyes properly.

No, both eyes themselves are lost.

Shinsheng, whose pain was completely mahi to too much intense pain, can't even notice the fact.

In his hazy consciousness, "anointed with blood and invisible..." In his sight, Xinsheng continued to hear the chewing sound of meat and bones echoing in grandeur, and finally heard the ghetto of awesome eagles and farts.

Probably ate up the horse's body in this meagre amount of time.

But the eagle's hunger will never be satisfied.

If it's a desire that can easily be satisfied with one or two horses, the eagle won't do the art of eating up as many as 10,000 human beings overnight.

(Me too, will they eat me...)

Sensing the eagle's gaze, Xinsheng thinks.

My beloved master should have escaped safely.

Above all, his riding coin reed - the king of horses who once led tens of thousands of wild horses that used to live in Ozhang, Migawa and Mino.

Its flesh draws a line with the other horses, treading at tremendous speeds no matter what evil road or mountain path it may be.

As long as we keep riding that horse, there's no reason for Nobunaga to be late running away from his enemies.

"Goaaaaaaa......"

I hear the abominable whining of the eagle.

But Shinsheng, whose vision was completely crushed, had no means of avoiding the Eagle's blow.

All that is left of him is to accept the death that surely comes.

(Suppose you have a remnant of your heart... that you couldn't see your son grow...)

Nobuhisatsu, who was set up by Shinseng with his wife, is only 11 years old.

In addition to martial arts and tea ceremonies these days, he was a child often adored while looking forward to his future as a father.

I hoped to grow up and become a corner general before passing into death - which is apparently an unfulfilled dream.

(Nobunaga, and Renko)... forgive me. My raw, apparently this is the land of the end)

Unexpectedly my left leg was grabbed disappointingly and I felt it hanging in the universe.

Because of its tough power and the stiffness it feels on its feet, I can see that it was grabbed by the eagle.

Eagles can use the water scratch that grows between their nails to cleverly grasp objects.

But even in such circumstances, in Shinsheng's hands, as a samurai pride, as a human pride, the Jade Fluorescent Stone sword was firmly gripped.

Gu, the saliva sounds from directly below, hitting the earlobes.

Perhaps beneath his body, hanging with one hand, there is a greedy hole that leads to the eagle's esophagus.

If the eagle releases its wing claws, Xinsheng must be digested as it is.

(But - even before the inescapable death, you keep scratching your feet, but you're human! My pride as a human being!!

The moment Xinsheng squeezes his chest with one hand, the restraint on his left leg is released and released.

The body of the man pulled by gravity, according to its traction, fell downward as the eagle's mouth waited.

"- The stuffing is sweet!!

Thus, the knife that was stuck out of his heart, betraying the death power of Shinsheng - with gravity on his side, profoundly, pierced the right eye of the eagle.

Hearing a screaming, stuffy, painful demon voice, Shinsheng rolled once again over the rotten soil - showering blue and hot blood all over his body, laughing damned while lying on his back.

"So, you think you're gonna die..."

Demons, such as humans, are subject to predation and should not be applied to teeth.

Xinsheng said pleasantly, being bathed in the fierceness of that eagle.

"This is Oda's retreat… and my proud battle"

And Shinsheng continues with his hand in his nostalgia, squeezing directly at the kanza that was there.

"Remember, we die. As long as Nobunaga is here, we will never..."

Zakri, and the sound of piercing meat and bones in the tree sea - followed by burrs, chatter, and the sound of crushing solids with viscous liquids echoes in the tree sea.

Shinsheng's body cannot retain its former prototype and is transformed into a single meatball.

With a knife stuck in his right eye - the eagle made a huge gesture and ran in the direction where the prey fled in search of further food.