Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

April was also the third week and the 23rd.

The abandoned village at the foot of Mount Skylark is fully revitalized and full of people's voices as the spring cheer brightens down.

But the hair of the new inhabitants was largely ethereal and white, and was not a Japanese shade based on black.

Nevertheless, given that Nobunaga Oda's main room, Lord Kazutaki, is blonde - although my common sense that "Japanese hair color is black" may not exist from the edge (ha) in this world.

"Are you encouraging me, Yashiro?"

"Bi, madam prep!

When I rang from the horse, the gray-haired dog-eared young man, who had organized the sitting children's men to encourage them to tidy up, looked back so that they could play, bowed his head.

After stopping the men of the sitting children from poking their knees and trying to lay flat, ordering them to continue their work - I went down from my interpretive moon hair and invited Yachiro.

Behind me, the stallions, the passionate husbands of the Imperial Moon Hair, carry a luggage truck full of mounds stuffed with grain in their cucumbers as they sweat.

"This is first and foremost our food, there are 450 stones. It's mine. It's from Asai's main house. Don't hesitate to tell me if it's not enough, I'll try to work it out."

"... no, really, I'm sorry"

"Don't be an idiot, from now on, you'll risk your life to get me to work - for the price, I guess it's still worth it"

That's what I'm trying to say - take control of Michiro, and I stroke the neck of the interpretive moon hair.

And then he dropped his lips at the tip of his nose - asking the stallions to deliver the grain to the barn of the village they rebuilt.

If you do this, you will feel better about your Interpretive Moon Hair.

I'm still short with her, but I've made a strong connection - and if Interpretive Moon Hair is going to be happy, I want to make it happen as much as I can.

When the Imperial Moon Hair hisses, the stallions snort roughly, but without complaining, pull their luggage and proceed to the center of the village.

Her influence over the stallions is so great that it's hard to ignore them.

I'm not sure if it's a sexually attractive act, or because it's for another reason - but the stallions' loyalty to Interpretive Moon Hair had something really awesome.

(He's like an avid fan who's nailed to the idol and giving his contribution)

Watching the stallions pull me off and rock my luggage, I turn to Yachiro again.

And he's a man of much thickness. What can I get so mucky if I eat it?

"Yanagiro, we need to talk. About the future of the High Peak Party, but..."

"Yes!

"I could just talk to you - maybe we should talk to the odd lord too. Is that a leader, though young, too? The chief doesn't know anything. It's not a good idea."

With all that said, I'm walking into the heart of the village.

In front of the zoo, the horses unloaded their luggage and the sitting boy's men carried a large number of mounds packed with grain.

There is a full grin on their faces, but from there it is easy to see and feel indescribable that they have so far been tormented by poor food conditions.

And beside the zo, I could see the body of a beautiful pale-haired girl asking this one from inside this large house in the countryside.

"- What do you say, Lord Odd, have you gotten used to living in this village a lot?

As I approached him, he nodded strangely, answering yes, and then - he moved his mouth like he said something.

Still, words never spinned out of her mouth, and I smiled and pounded her head, shaking her head and stroking her vigorously.

Watching strange ears move tingly, I ask as I sit on my mid waist and gaze at her.

The face was faintly stained red.

"Odd Hall, we need to talk. There's an important story about the Peak Party. May I have some time?"

"Yes."

"Well, then let me go up a little bit."

Rise from earthen to plate and lower your hips into the enclosure where the patsy and the bamboo are dancing.

Then I saw Odd and Yakichiro poking their knees in the dirt. Apparently you're going to listen to me there.

If you point to the side of the enclosure and encourage them to go up between the floors - you can see the two of them getting terribly upset.

"When you go into town, you have the word to obey it."

I called out to the two confused in the dirt.

"This is the village that Asai gave you under his direct authority, and that I rebuilt. The decision of this village is up to me, the rebuilder. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

But even if I said so, Weird and Michiro didn't try to move.

A sneak is presumably despicable, and all in all it is also a symbol of the less privileged.

Besides that, they are sitting children - something that shouldn't happen, such as sitting back in the same place as my husband, or being in the same space.

"Miao Palace"

When I call, the girl trembles and looks up at me in horror.

I told her before I hit myself in the knee.

"Come on, let's stroke him"

"Huh... ah..."

"Come."

If you spread your hands, weird will rise up as a signal - coming up between the floors without hearing Yachiro stop.

But the moment you went up between the floors and saw my face, you must have returned it to me.

He looked at me in tears, like he didn't know what to do.

……

Strange eyes wander between my face and my knees, shaking, shaking.

Once again, smiling softly, I asked her to do a little - she was finally coming near my knees.

Grabbing her little hand and pulling it closer, her small, thin, luxurious body fits softly in my chest.

I've done this for a long time before - but I'm still a creature who adores her plenty as she hugs her.

It must never happen, such as lusting for such a desirable girl.

"Weird, be so disrespectful to the guardian."

"I don't mind, it's what I like to do. And Yanagiro, I'm sorry - you, the leader of the High Peak Party... have now become my hostage. If you don't want me to do something weird, just come closer."

I scratch my strange beautiful pale hair with merciless advice.

Is it comfortable to get scalp irritated at her fingertips, she had a lukewarm face and my exchange remained.

"What do you say, your hair is a woman's life. If you don't want to mess up any more strange hair, just come up, Yakichiro."

"Dear Preliminary Guard... I'm sorry, excuse me"

Did Yakichiro finally come up between the floors when he was ready?

I hold her in my chest as I comb the strange hair I'm sayin ', relative to Yakichiro.

"That's good...... Don't hesitate to keep dealing with me. If you shy away, you won't be able to gauge the nature of things."

……

"Well, I know that things are completely different from the other lords - with me. There's no other way for you to be confused. But... given the quality of the work that I leave to you guys, given the dangers, there's no reason to discriminate because you're a sitting boy. That's what I think."

"Um, Maestro..."

I definitely have to ask. With that look on his face, Yashiro asks me.

"But about the job… we haven't heard anything yet. What the hell are we supposed to do? If we don't have a job, how can we repay the mercy and gratitude we received from the guard?"

"... n"

I stopped groping strange, sarcastic hair and stared into Yakichiro's eyes.

"I came to contact you today about that. You didn't talk at all, it would be natural to be anxious - I'm sorry. Whoo-hoo, listen carefully to the strange lord."

I laughed bitterly as I mocked my fingertips around my weird underjaw. To Yakichiro's attitude, which is too serious.

One word at a time without wandering around, one word at a time, and one word at a time, is that - exactly the kind of wind I said loyal dog.

Weird, by the way, was the result of the tension, which had solidified into a kachikochi since earlier.

Perhaps you haven't been able to get in touch with others. I had to live desperately because I lived in a slaughtered environment.

"We want you Takami Party to be in charge of the external intelligence of our Asai family. To understand the situation in other countries and set the stage for the development of Kitakomie - any questions about this?

Yachiro shook his head quietly. I guess it was exactly what he expected.

- That's all you do.

"... what?

But I guess I didn't think that was all.

Even though I have not been given a job, I have been given land, and I have been given food - and I suspect that behind it, I expect something in return, may be something I can't help but wonder.

"That's all I'm saying"

"Oh... is that sincere...?

Unbelievable, Yakichiro looking at this one with his face.

Indeed, this is only a mere messiah, like Shaka hanging down Spider's strings at the bottom of hell.

No, it is what a great philanthropist was in the world.

"Well... be strong and mention something else, but"

"Ha... yes"

Yakichiro rang his throat with a curse.

Glancing from gray hair, this is another bright white dog ear standing upright with a pin.

Around emotions leaking out of these places for what they are, the sitting child's sneak doesn't feel much disadvantaged when it comes to a one-on-one belly exploration - perhaps a headscarf to make up for it.

Now, the Peak Party people aren't wearing headscarves in front of me at least.

"I want you to create a paradise."

"Paradise… is it"

"That's right. A paradise where sitting children can live laughing..."

I continued my words slowly stroking the back of my strange head.

"I dare say, there must be absolutely no discrimination against sitting children in me or in your generation. But we can do our best to eliminate that discrimination. I sincerely hope that this will be the place to rest until the day when discrimination dilutes."

"... the guardian in charge..."

Yakichiro asks carefully as he chooses his words.

"Why did you do that… why did you put so many eyes on us sitting children?

"Well... I don't know why"

I grinned bitterly and tried to bite the words deep in my heart.

The answer was no longer, obviously. I was just unconscious, and it's always attached as my shadow.

"Because it overlaps, maybe it is. There's something about you sitting there... somewhere with me."

……

Yakichiro looks like he's not convinced, like he's convinced.

They know very little about me.

So when I say "overlap," I say, "Really?"

And that's because it's only an unproven, ambiguous way of recognizing the status quo - I can't help but feel something that I'm not convinced of.

(… In the end, I'm lonely. as a foreign object of society, me and these guys)

I am not a resident of this world.

And so, naturally, not knowing the logic (rules) of this world, I - even against my beloved princess - had to live in such a way as not to bore out.

Or maybe he's always scared. For example, I was wondering if the City Princess would abandon me when my identity was revealed. I was wondering if it would creep me out and go somewhere far.

And that thought is reinforced by the fact that I was an orphan of celestial loneliness in the world I was in, and in a way it has become like the darkness of my heart.

With such anxiety and loneliness, it was only natural for me to empathize with the sitting child.

Sitting children who are unable to fit into society, who are not allowed to fit in, and who are constantly forced to live in solitude.

What difference does it make? Just different positions and circumstances, what about me and them. Or what about me and the sitting boy, who's eliminated from the way society should be.

"- But let's take action on that for now. The important thing is that I'm not going to ostracize sitting children."

Pinching a tingly moving cat ear makes your body tremble strangely.

But my body only stiffened for a moment, and when I slowly stroke and rub those fluffy ears - my strength falls out of my body.

I couldn't rest my cat-eared hands and spoke to Yachiro as I took her limb with my chest.

"And the first thing you should exchange is to secure food - run out of this"

I don't have to dare, but there is food to feed the people.

But when new farmland is developed, or when abandoned villages are reconsidered and resettled, the administration has to supplement their daily food.

Because new agricultural land and rough fields do not immediately produce food.

However, there is no reason for the administration to extend its support. Compensation for cereals would also mean that much less reserves on the administrative side.

And it goes without saying how dangerous it is to reduce that stockpile in warring Japan, where cereals and money have a close relationship.

Therefore, it is an outrage for the Asai family, the middle class warring power name. If this is around the famous Oda family, the situation would be completely different.

"Therefore, the field should not be expanded unwrought. When expanding a field, you have to draw a solid line and encourage farming within that compartment... you know what I mean? The Odd Hall is still young. You, the guardian, must make sure that Takahiro informs and protects the 300 brothers."

Yachiro nodded deeply.

I guess it's my fault that the strange appearance has been stained bright red and pompous from earlier. It shouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're whining your ears out. It must also be my concern that my body is moving like a broken cord.

"And what you guys need is not rice production for the moment. Well, making rice out of paddy fields is not a good idea - all you need is to produce the food you need to live."

That said, I rose from my knees once the strangeness that was trembling my body.

She falls between floors, makes a shiatsu and looks up at me with her moistened eyes, kind of very colorful at the age - maybe that's my fault too.

By the way, what makes me think that, not Loricon, is surely evidence that lust is beginning to accumulate.

It's not a compliment, but when lust builds up - I even begin to lust for horses.

We descend from the floor to the earth and head to the adjacent vault where the grain-packed mound is delivered.

He looks like he expects something odd, grabs it around my hips and looks up at this one, but this must also be an illusion.

Because the girl I know in her early teens doesn't look like a woman to her beloved man.

By the way, today is the day to sleep with the City Princess, so by the time I was with her, I had to do something to process my libido. That means with a time limit.

Time izlibido, also called "time becomes lust," and we have to hurry and process it.

A man's libido jumps over time into a multiplication formula.

"If we were to produce only one thing in one field, unlike paddy fields, we would have to create fallow land in order to restore the nutrition of the land. Nevertheless, if you do that, your bellies will be quite filled."

While holding back the men of the High Peak Party who were in the Zoo from trying to lay low, I grabbed a sledge and heavy sack of hemp that was mixed in the mound and delivered in the Zoo.

"Therefore, we have to plant different things each year in the fields. Like white stuffed grass the year after barley, wheat the year after white stuffed grass, turnips the year after wheat, and barley the year after turnips. Now we can continue to produce food without releasing fallow land"

Then he raises his voice in the wind that Yashiro said he was afraid of.

"Dear Prep Guard, do you really not have to create fallow land with such a thing"

"What, you don't know"

I even responded with common sense.

Of course, in this day and age, what I have just spoken about - the Norfolk farming method, which often appears in Lanobe, is not common sense.

Anyway, this farming method is one of the modern farming methods started in England in the 18th century.

However, in that sense, it would be positioned as "cutting-edge technology" "feasible with current technology".

"Pastures like white stuffed grass enrich the nutrients of the land just by planting them..."

If you lean your neck slightly by the way, Yachiro bows his head in a panic, "I'm sorry to hear anything strange."

Probably now that he's been planted in his brain that my statement is "common sense".

It's not common sense, of course, but rather advanced knowledge.

Later, the question arises as to how to use my advantages, which I have learned a lot about history, and how I can tell them.

Besides, even if it doesn't work, only these sitting children's villages do experiments with Norfolk farming.

I'm sorry to put it this way - but if you can't, then it's just a good thing to supply food from the Asai family's zoo to make amends and make amends.

Or maybe you should go with that much of your heart.

From the beginning, this is a different time for a warring country than Japan I know.

If it works, it makes money - I guess it would be better to tackle it with that kind of stance, with all kinds of mental health.

Therefore, it is only important to move forward steadily, step by step.

"Yanagiro, earlier I told you to divide the compartment... you know what I mean now?

"Yes!

Yachiro opened his mouth wide as he caught the gaze of the men of the High Peak Party in Zao.

"So you're talking about clarifying the fields where the crops are planted. Separate the fields that start with each one thoroughly and try to manage them so that this doesn't get mixed up."

"Yes, that's good"

When I smile and nod, Yakichiro gives me a truly relieved look.

"paddy fields are probably useless now. It's been abandoned for a long time, and rice will grow a lot if we don't rebuild it. Don't make rice this year. Prepare the environment before the crop… and focus first. We're responsible for food, aren't we?

With that said, not only Yashiro, but the men of the High Peak Party who were in the Zo lay flat at once.

I wish I hadn't done that... but I didn't have time to stop because they did that in natural motion.

I crouch with a bitter smile and slap Yakichiro on the shoulder.

"See you in seven days, I'll be here. Keep a summary of farming conditions and planned plots in the first field by then. Let's look at that and consider future policies."

When I say that, Yanagiro and the others bow their heads simultaneously.

"... I guess you guys have suffered enough so far. I'm going to have a lot of work to do, but still, this year, heal the wounds slowly. It's not a body, it's a wound. I know it's hard."

After I said that, I turned my heel back.

I wanted to go to Princess Ji's as soon as possible to do something about my libido - but I was about to leave the zoo, and she pulls my sleeve so hard.

Behind you is a strange figure bending over and squeezing my sleeve.

"What's up, can I help you?

……

But I don't say anything odd, just squeeze my sleeve.

Perhaps the expression "I don't want you to go..." It's what little kids do better.

I give in to my strange height with a bitter smile.

"... in seven days, be a good girl and wait until then. Sharpen your skills as a leader."

If I stroked Pompon's head, the girl slowly weakened her grip on my sleeve, and eventually that little hand walked away from the kimono.

As strange as ever, it remains subdued, so I can't see what look is on its face - in any case, it's an extra pry.

Because forced peeking into a woman's face means nothing but disrespect.

"... wait, I will"

"Woohoo, good boy"

At the end of the day I scratched her hair, and I jumped on the Interpretive Moon Hair that came running over nearby.

When Yanagiro and the others came out of the cave, they bowed their heads and dropped them off.

Until the time when the Imperial Moon Hair called the stallions and left the village - Weird kept waving at me.