Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

The night I picked up Fujido's mother and son to Nagahama.

An evening meal will exceptionally be held in the samurai that day, with a small welcoming party.

A dish with the hands of the City Princess colored the place, and for a bedroom alma mater who couldn't even eat solid food properly, there was also a dish boiled down in drools.

Based on hikiwaji rice and wheat, it is a sick meal that is simmered until the disintegration of vegetables and fish is exhausted.

Moriko could not eat most of it, but the city princess's heart seems to have been greatly conveyed.

Without a nasty face, Fujido's mother and son were quietly weeping at her appearance, which she was rather dealing with with with a warm heart.

It is unlikely in itself that the main office of a great name will add a hand or a hand against a discriminated class sitting child from the beginning, and that they will know better than anyone else.

In that sense, Nagahama is a sanctuary.

(There will never be any discrimination in my generation. But still, I can make an effort to increase Azir)

The day after I renewed my thoughts like that while holding the city princess who accompanied me to bed in my chest...

My appearance left Nagahama and was with the temple moon hair.

The destination is Friends Village north of Nagahama and Skylark Village.

When trying to visit a community of these sitting children, it is still the village of friends that will be the first to go.

Skylark Village is further north of Friend Village, and if Nagahama is the starting point, it is more efficient to proceed from the nearest Friend Village to Skylark Village.

Interpretive Moon Hair runs the earth with a light leg clasp and takes me on a ride to Sister River.

Unlike the sister river I know, the river is overwhelmingly wide.

Friend villages are formed by two settlements: Central America, which floats in the middle of such a river, and the banks of the river.

To enter this community of sitting children, there is no other way to dive through the gates set up in the riverbank settlements.

In defense, or around the settlement, wooden fences swerve.

In front of the gate stands the gatekeeper by example, but he was a different person than before.

When I visited before, I was a horse and a man with a turban and a firearm - but this time, I am a pair of men and women.

They were all armed with fire rope guns and wore headscarves.

"Cuo Oon"

Interpretive moon hair twitches and gatekeepers de-alert.

No longer will they turn their backs on me.

All the turning points were in previous Lake Yu matches.

At that time, the villagers of the Friend Village helped the Asai Army in general, but the position of the Friend Village in the Kitami Koe has changed in many ways.

Because it is significant that the men of the North Omi were out on the battlefield as soldiers.

And they share the perception that while the threat of "fukuro" appeared on the battlefield and was in crisis, it could be removed by a group of friends who ambushed the looming Asakura army -

Few can curse evil against those who have saved their own lives.

And when they return home, which is a peasant in normal times, the role played by the villagers of a friend village on the battlefield is more and more diffused by word of mouth.

It was then only natural that the appearance of the Friend Village in the eyes of the people began to become different.

The villagers of Friend Villages have also developed the pride of participating in important matches between the Asai family, which also seems to have produced a slight change in attitudes towards human society.

"Thank you for your hard work. Will there be Fujishiro, the village chief?"

Interpretive moon hair stops in front of the gate, and I lay my feet on the earth in the sun that began to grow stronger.

The gatekeepers asked me to come inside the gate as they took a gesture of gratitude towards me.

He told me to show him around, but I remember the way when I came before, so I put in a gentle no.

In doing so, as a souvenir, I will not forget to give you two small wipes with fried beans.

I know so much about the importance of such a small pile of concerns.

By the way, I missed about four more of the same thing as a souvenir for when something happened.

(I couldn't tour in detail because I was with Fujishiro before... well, is this what's happening in the village...)

Basically, the road is not paved and the weeds are lush everywhere.

The seated children stepped on and where the weeds were not growing was the way.

Inside the village, there are no shop-like shops.

Maybe it hasn't existed since the beginning, such as in shops.

And the goods shall be redistributed in the villages, and those that are not self-sufficient shall be brought from the outside, and they shall be redistributed again.

It seems that such a society is formed inside a friend village.

"Hey, are you encouraging"

"Hih!

The hardest part of summer field work is the treatment of weeds growing from the fields.

When I slap the back of a sitting boy who was bumping and pulling grass out in the field with his three children, the woman looks at me with a barbaric voice.

Sitting child with white horns growing from his forehead.

I look at it and wonder if it has horse blood in it.

She says that potatoes are being grown in this field and it's almost harvest day?

The fields are all shared objects of the village, and it seems that what is picked there will be distributed to the people of the village.

After all, a coexistence strategy seems to have been adopted in the Friends' Village, due to the redistribution of resources.

That must have been a mechanism that was born and established in a situation of persecution and even endangerment of daily life.

I give the kids wipes when I break up and tell them to eat them separately before heading back down the road.

"Interpretive Moon Hair...... what's going on?

"Cuo Oon"

Ask as she narrows her light green eyes and gently taps her body as she stands up.

Then Interpretive Moon Hair indicated forward at that corner, as he urged me.

There are sitting children laughing, running and rolling around muddy.

Their heads had horns, ears like ravioli, or green skin like plants - they had a wide variety of looks.

The kids also find pleasure in what the adults don't know well by their senses, and they laugh.

But that must have been a feeling we did have, something we forgot for some reason.

I can't help but miss it and envy it when I watch it.

"Hey... Interpretive Moon Hair, did you have that time of year too?

"Cuo Oon"

"... oh, so am I. Although I can't go back."

Interpretive Moon Hair looks at me and rubs my cheek against me.

We've been immersed in sentiment for a while - but we can't do that forever.

We started walking. Face up, aim for your destination, Central America, Fujishiro's house there.

A bridge hanging over a sister river that is turning into a great river.

As soon as I got out that far, I accidentally leaked my sigh.

I used to walk in the strong sun and feel like I was saved by the coolness along the river.

"Cuo Oon"

Interpretive moon hair whispered.

And start walking on wooden bridges.

Incidentally, the structure of the bridge itself was of proportions and solid wood, which allowed it to pass without problems except that every time I walked I heard a noise of quixiness.

When you go as far as the bridge, a water splash blows up from the water with Bashan.

If you thought of something and stared at it, there were tons of people there.

"... what, that"

But they are not "people" even if they are shadows.

I have literally bright white skin and my eyes are big and black.

And the ears are like bird feathers, none of them less than 130 cm tall......

Such a group of about 30 people are watching us laughing under the bridge.

"Cuo Oon"

Interpretive Moon Hair snorted as she peered under the bridge.

Then, a group of things like people stop laughing at each other at the same time - when they look at each other, they start talking noisely again.

"Cuo Oon"

Interpretive Moon Hair turned his gaze towards me.

Apparently, it doesn't do us any harm.

Something like a man goes in the opposite direction to us, and when he goes up to the shore, he goes to a settlement on the banks of the Friend Village River.

There's a little bouncing fish in their hands - but maybe those are also a kind of sitting child?

I resent the inconvenience of not being able to speak directly with you at a time like this.

"Cuo Oon"

Interpretive Moon Hair slid his cheek over me and started walking again.

I'll walk beside her again and cross the bridge.

Central America is not the same as a riverbank settlement, and smoke stands everywhere.

"... the place, huh?"

Tatsuo is the place where the early iron production methods - Tatsuo Steel (Tatsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo) and a Tatsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo (Tatsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo Tetsuo) - were carried out in various parts of the world.

Made of iron or steel

It was always necessary to pump a certain amount of air into the steel, but the device that pumped that air was called stepping.

Since ancient times in Japan, Japanese iron and Japanese steel have been manufactured using sand iron and other raw materials as the main raw materials in the yard.

However, the yard uses a lot of wood as fuel.

As a result, many Bald Mountains (Hanayama) were born in China.

(but...... this area is rich in greenery, very little after felling the trees......)

Smoke is still rising around me, so it seems like a lot of fuel is being used.

But I don't know where it's coming from, and how they're getting wood, which is a sitting child - everyone's eyes, I don't know.

"Well, is it quick to ask Fujishiro"

"Cuo Oon"

When the interpretive moon hairs swell, the doors of a large mansion in the factory district of Central America are plunged open, and an impressive face that you will never forget peeps through.

Deep face of carving. Bright white cloudy eyes, and cat ears with large missing right ear.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

An indescribable laugh struck Central State, and a giant that stood four metres long appeared from the mansion.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sounds like a rocking voice on the ground, a giant man stomps on the ground with Zun and stretches out his arms grossly.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Are you there?

"Oh, there he is!

As he yelled and raised his voice, Fujishiro made another strange laugh, "Around, Around, Around, Around".

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"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"Oh, I'm trying to be"

I was sipping tea before Fujishiro, who was stunned, as he passed me through the mansion and sipped the tea he lit.

The Imperial Moon Hair lay gracefully on her face, and she sat on my fat crotch.

It's not what I found out about Fujishiro's surprise or anything like that, it's giving me that kind of air.

"Hire not only humans but sitting children, if they are competent...... a liturgy to show their will in heaven. Doing so will be Asai's policy for the future."

"Muuuuu......"

Fujishiro put that thick arm together and started to roar somehow.

"Hopefully Fujishiro, or another. I want one from a friend village to send me to Nagahama. Because there's no point in being all but sitting children in sitting children's vests. We need to inform the village of the status of the main uniform and supply them with the direction of the Asai family from now on."

"Hmmm......"

Fujishiro is still roaring, wrinkling between his eyebrows.

There seems to be some sort of concern - something like that.

"Are you dissatisfied?

When asked unintentionally, he waves his arms lavishly and denies it.

"No... but hey... but wow... just uuuuuuuuuuu..."

Something seems lost.

I will, but let's keep talking.

"Oh, and..."

"What is it?

"I decided to make the village chief of a friend village an iron gun service for the Asai family for generations"

Fujishiro's cloudy eyes open and his consternation is exposed.

"... Admiral Woo... That guy..."

"It is a reward for the work of our friends in the Battle of Lake Yu earlier. I'm not the only one with a reputation who agrees with you."

I said as I looked into his eyes.

"The Asai family's artillery service will be responsible for the management and operation of the Asai family's artillery and will also be served from generation to generation by the village head of a friend village. As a guarantee, let's give the Friend Village a containment in the palace just north of here. The artillery service will be the deputy and rule this...... Fujishiro, will you take it?

That means, in short, that the Asai family in human society publicly recognises and shelters the sitting child's friend village.

"… there is a story…… there is a story…… there is a story……"

But Fujishiro asked.

"Are you okay?

"... what the hell"

"Wow, they're here in Ichigo sect. Wow. If you put too much shoulder on the sitting children, they will turn to the enemy."

In my head, one of the Asai brothers, Yasushi Okazaki, has a face.

But that's all right.

"I don't like people who still try to abuse the abused. This is a decision approved by Asai's assessment. Why don't you just leave?"

That's what I said, Interpretive Moon Hair made a huge stretch.

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After our friend village, we headed to Mount Skylark just north of this village.

To the south of Mount Skylark there is a river formed, but on the bridge hung there is a river, and a high peak party outpost stands alone.

It also seemed like you could find out my proximity right away in Skylark Village.

As soon as we get near the river, Weird and Yakichiro will greet us.

It's been a long time since I've visited Skylark Village, but that was an extraordinary change compared to when I was here before.

Waterways for irrigation had been pulled, and while small, paddy fields had been repaired - fields had also been redeveloped and white stuffed grass planted in one compartment.

I looked at it and looked like I was craving Interpretive Moon Hair.

White stuffed grass is not food for humans, but plants that horses like to eat.

Skylark Village has a quiet and serene atmosphere, unlike some of its bustling friends.

For now, it looks like things are going well to see different buildings starting to stand from previous houses, such as a rally hall with the family crest of the Asai family.

Basically, the sitting children in a friend village had a wide variety of looks, but there are basically two types of sitting children living in this village.

Dog ear or cat ear...... it was symbolized by the odd and what was attached to Michiro's head.

It's strange to look at me all the time with my cat ears pierced...

And when I taste the exquisite air drifting between the interpretive moon hairs staring at it, I reach the Grand Mansion at some point.

Interpretive Moon Hair seemed to attract the interest I wanted in white stuffing grass, and when I moved on to the place and the white stuffing field, I fell asleep and began to gaze at them blushing white.

While I grin at her like that, I go into the mansion.

When I was advised to sit on the upper seat, Weird and Yachiro sat down in the lower seat.

"First of all, thank you very much for coming. But if you need anything, just call me like your wife... and I'll be right back."

"... is the city waving its work to you?"

"Ha... In particular, Mr. Chang and Princess Ji want you to protect your neighborhood. After that, the Oda family explored the inside, and told them to teach as soon as they had room to get in..."

……

Yakichiro's response caused me a lot of headaches.

I didn't think the princess would have that attitude toward her parents.

"Well, let's take action"

That's what I say, I look strange with Michiro.

"This time I'm here to reward you for the work of the Peak Party. I don't suppose we can call you guys to do that, can we? I can't put enough effort into trying to reward you for your work. That's why I'm here, that's all."

"Dear Prep......!

"Stand by, sir..."

Yakichiro, who has a trembling face that strikes me with emotion, and Pooh, who is blushing strangely.

Seeing such a different trick, I go on.

"I therefore intend to give the High Peak Party a formal position"

"Title... you know, it's... like that..."

Yachiro pinned his dog ear and showed his face that he couldn't believe it.

It makes quite a lot of sense for the Asai family to give them formal positions, whatever they may be, as sitting children.

"Oh, the Asai family matches by creating a position called Miyagi no."

"Your garden number..."

"Yes."

I said as I looked at both of them.

"I plan to build a new cabin in the south yard of my mansion in Nagahama. I want at least one person there, stuffed."

"One..."

I glance at Yakichiro as he moves his ears as the strangeness tingles.

But he was trembling with emotion at a level where such a woman's head trick was utterly invisible.

"Um... is that sincere... A man like us in front of the eyes and nose of the mansion..."

"It's not that big a deal. To put it badly, we're just talking about giving you a waiting area that you've been treating as you please."

"No, but you're in the garden of your mansion...! Where it's good to have shaders like us..."

"Hmm, here's what we'll do"

I ask Yachiro, who is on tour, alternating with the strange one who seems to be nodding because he wants to talk to me about something.

"The Peak Party seems to be instructing the city to protect me and Jiji from time to time, but the closer we get to our mansion, the easier it will be to do the job, right? You'll notice right away if you make a bare gesture like I'm going out, and if something happens, I can handle it right away... I know it's a good thing."

"Ugh... mmm..."

Next to Yakichiro, who worries with his arms together, he must have finally become impatient - the momentum and oddity raised his hand.

"Ah... Um!

"What's up, weird"

"Yes, together...? With the prefect, together...?

I'm not sure what it means to be together, but it would be "together" in the sense that you'll be beside me.

"Right."

"Well... wow, me! I'm your garden number!

"Damn, weird!

To Yakichiro, who tells him like he's in a hurry, Weird complains hard, even though he's stuck in words.

"I, the leader of the high peak, so! Plus, cat power, I can use it...! So don't worry! Stand by, I can protect you!

"No, but..."

Distressed Michiro.

But as far as I'm concerned, it would be more helpful to have someone from the Peak Party nearby, so I don't have to take it.

So I have to tell them what to tell them.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd love for you guys to be close."

"Ah... no, the... are you the left"

"Oh."

I nodded and then got up.

"I want you to think about your garden number. I don't care if you're the leader or not."

That's all I said, I'll leave the mansion when I give you the rest of the wipes bag with the fried beans.

There, the interpretive moon hair narrowed his eyes in the summer sun and continued to observe the jiggly white stuffed grass.

A very peaceful sight.

Expecting it to be seen in all of Omi, I gently stroked the tight ass of the interpretive moon hair - telling her to return to Nagahama.