Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

December 27, noon hour (about 12pm).

The winter cold is also severe, with a slight scattering of powdered snow - such was the day that we kept the end of the year close. The city princess noticed.

The news spreads all over Nagahama Castle Lower Town in an instant, and everyone is restless, both up and down.

If there was anything like having a boy, it would have meant the birth of the Asai family...

At the same time, it also meant a smooth inheritance of the "great celebration" to the Water God.

Lake Biwako designates the head of the Asai family as his own deputy, making him responsible for his faith and the stabilization of the region.

Together, if the replacement of the Asai family took place in due course, that would have meant that Kitakomie would have stabilized - and vice versa, if the replacement failed, it would have meant that Japan would be devastated by being angry again.

And in the air, I was running through the castle of Nagahama Castle with a strange lead and through the Summer Yao Gate.

Right now, the city princess is in a maternity parlor (Ubuya) set up at Nagahama.

Built around November, this boutique-specific hut was no longer besieged and operated by a large number of women.

"City...! City...!!

Oddly enough, I only have information that the city princess broke water.

Breaking water has two patterns: one that occurs just before a child is born, and the other that occurs before labor pain.

But the fact that Strange has bothered to turn the contact around - almost certainly, I guess, is the former pattern.

"Oh, isn't it the Hall......!

And look at me running up to near the maternity store - one woman had her eyes all round.

He is the wife of my groin minister, Naosuke Endo.

Not only is she in the maternity ward, but a large number of women work in a rush.

They were all the wives of the heavy ministers who had mansions around Nagahama Palace, as well as the expectant mothers.

If it's also the birth of a city princess, only two of her samurai can handle it.

That is why he asked the minister's wives for support.

"What's the matter... panic like that..."

That's what my straight wife asks, but I couldn't get my words back right away.

Poke your hands over your knees and breathe roughly.

While doing so, the women were running around with patties, hitting and making noise from their usual quiet Nagahama place.

"Whatever's wrong, don't you think the city noticed...! If I don't go, who says I'm going...!

"Oh, well..."

I'm really surprised - with a face that says, my straight wife does her hand to her mouth and says.

As a matter of fact, it was - since history - extremely recent that men became openly present at the birth scene of women.

In the Warring States era, it is naturally impossible for a man of the great name class to be present at the birth scene of his wife.

"But don't worry...... Please allow me to join you in forbidding men, as this is a woman's job only for childbirth."

"Mm..."

That's why it's perfectly natural for a straight wife to make a statement - in a soft tone, but actually hard - that "no man should come".

More than in ancient times, childbirth is a celebration of the emergence of a new life in this world.

At the same time, however, the blood and body fluids of women - and their guts - fell on the earth with their children, was also one of the "filth".

As a result, women often had children in spaces different from their normal places of life.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Slightly, from the midst of the maternity parlor - I can hear the princess of the city, as distressing as I have never heard before.

In these times, childbirth often takes place while sitting down.

He clenches the rope hanging from the ceiling, and brings forth the child.

"City...!

"Dear Hall, no"

A straight-up wife who unintentionally tried to jump into the maternity ward, controlling me with an extremely calm voice.

And I couldn't possibly push my dear minister's wife away - just to get her in a hurry.

"In childbirth, there is almost nothing you can do. Please wait in peace."

My direct sutra wife enters the maternity room where the distressed voice and the voice calling my name sounds.

And the maternity parlour is soon due and refuses to make contact with the outside world.

Around that maternity parlor were women who rushed around with salt as they chanted a blur to aid the city princess in her birth.

Not very much, but not in the kind of atmosphere or situation I would let in.

"Lieutenant General..."

Oddly enough, he pulls my sleeve.

Again, they can't help it.

"Oh yeah...... odd"

I say as I stroke her pale hair pounding.

"A little, hang out with me. Apparently, I don't need it for the birthplace."

Weird snorted.

When I see Sarah's blue hair shaking and her cat ears moving pimply - somehow, I feel like the feeling of deviation has healed somewhat, that's what I feel.

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"Ah... ah... um... Lieutenant General, well... phew..."

On the edge of Nagahama's place, there was a strange gasp pulling threads from it.

Just listening to that voice makes me feel some relief - I feel that way.

"Mmmm... ahhh... mmm..."

Me sitting around.

On top of that, the pale-haired cat ear girl who sat down trying to keep her back - even keeps getting her hair and ears swept away by me.

Under the circumstance that the City Princess was going to give birth but could not be present at the scene, I decided to love the strange because it was too shabby to kill my restless time.

"Shh... hah... ahhh... mmm..."

Tighten the crisp cat's ears as she hand-tuffs her crisp hair.

The odd thing was whether it felt good, with a bright red look - his eyes meditated, his fingers turned, his body shivering tingly as he desperately pressed his wheeze to death.

(I guess it feels good to be overheard...... in a massage sense)

With that in mind, he picks cat ears with both hands and caresses them to treat them well.

"~ ~ ~ ~! Mm-hmm."

Then he let his face sway, and raised a voice that was not his voice - oddly enough, when he took a position that defied his back, he frightened the young limb and spasmodically.

And in the next moment, he's weakened, exhaling rough as a swinging face in my chest.

Apparently, the massage has made the day fatigue a lot easier.

I think I still have to work for him regularly because some of my sneaky work is physical competitiveness.

"Cuo Oon"

And that's what comes to us - Interpretive Moon Hair and Long Time.

Correctly, I've been on the Interpretive Moon Hair for a long time...

…… Ah, ah... "

As soon as I saw them, Odd showed me a trick to hide a chest that wasn't even kicked in the skin for some reason - I stood up relaxed trying to hide myself.

But I guess there's nothing I can do with my hips trembling.

At the end of the day, he was just next to me, and he fell.

Somehow, it looks like a diagram of a woman who is using up her strength after an affair and falling into depression, but I guess that's only my fault.

I didn't do anything nasty, and I'm shivering that weirdness is going around my hips - purely because the massage to my head was just pleasant.

"Dear Hall... Weird, what's wrong with that...?

"Come on?"

I descend from my interpretive moon hair and ask her, looking strange, how long she has been dressed in a fashionable, high-calibre outfit.

But there's nothing I can do that I don't understand.

When I shrugged my shoulder and posed as "I don't know why," I crouched in strangely close for a long time and began to stick around and stick my cat ears.

Then Weird let him sit down with a slight gasp.

Apparently, like a human flank, that's a sensitive place for her.

"Yes, for a long time... come here"

"Oh, yes... Shit"

Cute voice that sounds halfway when you hold on to it for a long time.

I haven't loved this benefactor's sister for a while here, because of her business- I feel that way.

By the way, you're dressed like a face to face seat with a girl in my chest, but this is just force majeure.

There should be no problem because it is not like a mind that is obnoxious to me.

This is only a diagram where "parents" are just embracing a brunette rustic girl (lean and style is expected in the future) who halved up with a princess cut, arguably a really healthy diagram.

"Dear Hall......!

"All right, all right."

Gently stroke Li's dark hair down to her back.

Then, for a long time, the young limb was stiffened only for a moment and eventually weakened to come.

"Nevertheless, for a long time..."

"Ha, yes... ahhh"

I gently stroke my dark hair, and now I crawl my fingertips into the contour of her cheek.

I feel the feeling of fluffy skin characteristic of the girl, and I think blurry, "It's a touch not found in the city or Ji".

By the way, Ji was supposed to be helping the city princess give birth in the maternity ward.

"Long time no see, you've noticed the color lately..."

"Uh... oh, that's... uh-huh..."

After 10 years I would be a totally beautiful adult woman - I used to make such a stand when I had just met her, but there still seemed to be no madness in my eyes.

Though her breasts, buttocks, and body are thin, it's quite unusual to be a girl who just gets a touch of color from being stylish at this age.

Of course that tone is not slutty, but clear and sober - such a tone.

"... could anyone, even the man you like...?

"Hmmm......!

Gently rubbing under her chin, the girl who makes her young limbs snap, turns away shyly.

A bright white, beautiful line of neck muscles that you can see right then.

Here it is, here it is. Who is the biggest color beauty in Japanese clothing?

"If you like, can you tell me... If you want to do this for a long time, you don't have to do it right."

"Ah... ho, are you sure..."

"Oh, it's true."

When I stroke my neck with a feather touch, I flaunt my body - but for a long time I look happy.

I'm probably glad she's being stroked - more than happy with my offer to mediate the man she likes.

Nevertheless, who, my long-time favorite man?

Depending on the response, I'll let the darkness strike me... although I don't think I can do it yet.

"Look, be honest with me."

"Ahhhhhh... there..."

"You should put some more meat on it for a while"

I said what I really thought as I stroked my sly fat crotch.

After all, a woman with a galloping body is something that, from a man's point of view, can show up quite painfully.

If it doesn't have some meat on it, it looks unhealthy.

Slowly rubbing my legs against me, blushing, turning my face, holding my mouth for a long time.

She turned bright red in her face and told her to whisper in disgrace.

"The... Ah, I... the Mayor..."

"Huh!?

"Ahhh...!

In the presence of a shocking person, I accidentally grab the area between my long thick crotch and my buttocks.

That brother...

I don't know how to impress such a sweet girl.

You noticed my vibe like that, I told you to hurry and fix it for a long time.

"Ahhh......! Mayor, please be really good...! Tell me all kinds of things, and that... is kind, and, uh..."

A lot of things, a lot of things!

I stroke my head long enough to strike it off as I paint a diagram of a cattle teacher who works sluts on his students.

Apparently he had a weak neck for a long time, leaking a tiny, trembling voice every time my fingers touched him there.

"Could it have been a long time since you were an ex-government bastard?"

"Cuo Oon"

That's all I said, the horns of the rice balls and the interpretive moon hair strike me in the head.

Apparently, he wants to say "calm down a little".

I hugged my long-time idle body, feeling the cold light green gaze today, even though it was usually sweet.

"No, wait, Interpretive Moon Hair! Long time no see! I've been in government for a long time."

"Cuo Oon"

Also, rice balls.

I'm forced to remain silent before my beloved horse releases all the pressure I've been told to do.

And the Interpretive Moon Hair hisses one more time - then stretches his neck and pulls away from me with a long, puffy collar.

"Cupid."

At that moment - I guess the Interpretive Moon Hair called it, Zuzazazazaza and raised the sand dust and Brahma Maru came running over while driving a drift.

"Ah, ah! Wait, wait! I'm falling! Because I'm falling!

And on top of that too mundane is a brown silver-haired Loriel Elf eared girl clinging screaming.

But regardless of that apricot, he ran up to me, and Brahma Maru said, "Flow me too! Come on, flush! Best of all!"

But human beings are evil creatures, and they often don't want to do it when they have to.

"Sorry, on the change"

"Cupid..."

I feel sorry for the boulder when I look at Brahma Maru, who makes my senses feel good about it - the white hairy balls that make me feel better as soon as possible.

By the way, Tetsuko is not here because she and Ji are turning to help the city princess give birth "for later school".

"Kei... Apricot... are you okay?

"It's not okay..."

Apricot seeds that were completely turning their eyes on Brahma Maru, which is sweet to me, have been rescued by a long time.

Going down to the ground, she was flustered and crawling on all fours.

"Are you okay, Apricot..."

"Dear Hall... I'm fine..."

Though I would stroke such a mighty silver-haired brown girl's back with a pompous stroke, Apricot still - I guess I totally got motion sickness from Brahma Maru's unusual drift drive.

Quite why, I don't think I'm feeling well.

"I have no choice..."

I lifted my apricot body a little bit and held it over my lap.

By the way, even though her body is not fat, but rather lean - she has a rather seductive body that feels like munchkin 'meat.

Perhaps the density of normal humans and muscles is different.

For her age, her breasts and buttocks are well developed, and she must be quite a glamorous woman in the future.

In that regard, he may have been in opposite poles for a long time.

"Look, don't worry, don't worry"

"Dear Hall... I'm sorry... Ugh..."

I guess I'm really sick, gently hand skewering Apricot's silver hair, while I slowly focus on calming her down.

After a while, it got a little easier - the apricots let the body come around and leak a restful exhale.

"... Hey, Apricot"

"Yes, Master Hall..."

"Is Takati... at your mother's house?

Apricot snorts.

Is it affecting their better nutritional status, their mothers have lived and outlived desperately to this day, contrary to the prevailing view?

However, the condition was still not fragrant, and the current situation was that Apricot and Takati took turns, watching closely.

(of Fujido Village... Yoshihachi, maybe it's time to speak up)

I don't know what's going on, but there must be some kind of bond between that Fujido Village famous man and Miyagi.

It doesn't feel good to ignore that bond and let her pass away at Nagahama Palace.

As I stroked my apricot hair thinking about it, my fingertips touched the girl's long ears...

"... ah"

- A very colorful voice leaked out of Apricot's mouth.

What is it, is a creature called a sitting boy with weak ears......

It was when I was thinking about that.

It's like I heard production somewhere - a strange feeling surrounded me.

"City...?

I just shrugged unexpectedly, and I see a woman running over to my sight.

She was a straight line wife.

I stand up unexpectedly and jump into the garden and head to her myself.

There's still a delightful colour on his face.

"Congratulations to the Hall!

- I knew I had a baby.

"Yay!!! Man or woman!?

"Ah... that's..."

To my inquiry, she looks so dark.

"Both are…"

"Twins...! Right, twins......!!

My straight wife has looked at me with a strange eye, happily noisy in high tension.

In this day and age, the twins are called abominations and are also repellent beings.

But that doesn't matter to me anymore.

Whatever the sensibilities of this age, I'm glad to say, they're no different.

Instead, I couldn't help but praise the city princess for her role in giving birth to twins in her first birth, because I wanted to be asexual.

"You're a barnyard or a barnyard. You're a good barnyard!?

"Oh, if...! Please wait, Master Hall!?

Looking at me running out of sight toward the maternity parlour, my straight sutra wife hurriedly tries to hold me back with a face like Yangtian - but it's too late.

Neither did the women who were brawling around the city princess's birthplace think they were going to come into a "dirty" place where men were forbidden - the Lord himself.

If we jump into the maternity parlor without their stopping...

"City! City!!

"Ah... Nana, Sama..."

Scent of amniotic fluid and blood, standing in a dim indoor cage.

And a space where the chirping sounds for two babies called "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

There, after a big job, the city princess lay in a chair with her upper body standing, as she was accompanied by Ji.

"Ah... you... how did you get to this place..."

Princess Ji leaks a trembling voice in surprise.

But it wasn't just her - it must have been a common thought of all the women in the maternity ward.

Everyone's face is full of amazement, staring at me.

A small run through a space filled with such awesomeness - I immediately rushed over to the city princess.

The city princess, who was in a state of dreams from fatigue, also seemed to have finally returned to me with the ambient air.

He's staring at me with a look of fear and shaking my head to deny it.

"Yes, you shouldn't, Dear Governor......! Dirty...! Oh, the filth of the city to the chancellor......!!

"You idiot."

I graciously held the city princess trembling in fear - in the air of the women making a scene on purpose, I said in a low voice that anyone could hear.

"As filthy as that is, I could not have been poisoned by God of Water under your protection... Besides, a man who can't even take one wife's filth... can't even move for Tahei."

In the mother house where Singh and I became quiet, I let myself go and whisper as I looked at the princess's face.

"Well done... City. Really... Really...!

"Dear Mr. Chang Zheng... Ah... but no...!!

Blink, tears overflow from her eyes, and the princess follows me as she leaks her sensational voice.

But its power is weak. After all, I guess I'm pretty exhausted at birth.

"Do... me and the city kids...?

"Ha... yes... here it is..."

Two small little lives, washed with warm water.

That's wrapped in silk made at the Nagahama Silkworm Mill and gently transported to me and the City Princess.

I held one of the children and the city princess held the other.

The life in my arms keeps crying "baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby" -

"It's a boy and a girl... you"

"Right..."

I nod softly at Princess Ji - even though she knew it beforehand, I "knew it for the first time".

"Couples... It would have been tough, city...... No, I'm really sorry......!

"Uhhhhhhhhhh..."

As the city princess held the child, she shook her shoulders and cried without a voice.

That I accept and bless the twins who are supposed to hate me.

Or all sorts of other emotions - running around the city princess who became the mother.

And when the princess slowly stopped crying, she peered into my child's face and broke his face.

"Dear President..."

"What?"

"Master Chang and I are the city's infant......"

"Oh yeah......"

Because we're pushing each other to kill the emotions that come in, there are few words.

But between the two of them, there's certainly more communication than usual - that's what I felt.

"This is our bond… City"

"Yes...... yes......!

I compare the faces of babies held in each other's arms, with the two of them shouldering each other.

Don't be shy of us like that, the women will never speak up.

Princess Ji was just watching us softly with a relieved look on her face.

"Look, please... Dear President"

"Hmm?"

"This child resembles the chancellor."

I wonder where.

The face of the baby crying out fine is a mess and I don't really know where he looks like me.

I can't help but be really loving and cute, but what's the resemblance?

"These noses... heh, they look just like the chancellor..."

The City Princess looks really happy and holds the baby.

I don't know why, but when she tells me that - I feel kind of like me and I can't help it.

"This kid's ears look just like the city."

"Although the contours of the cheeks are more similar to those of the chancellor..."

"No, it would be the city. I'd be in trouble if he didn't look more like you than I do."

"The other way around. If you don't look like me, I'll be in trouble."

As the two laughed at each other like that, Haibei Tsunami's parents and Akao Tsunami's wife, who were in command of the production, came softly closer and slowly took the baby away from us.

I guess there's a lot to be done from now on.

But somehow, I still want to be in touch with my newborn child - if I think so, and reach out to be guided by my father,

……

Shut up, baby, and squeeze my fingertips with a tiny toe.

I only have a gentle, sucking grip, but this child must have come to me with all her might, perceiving me as her father.

I feel my twitching heart warm and wrapped in a sense of unspeakable happiness.

"Dear Hall..."

"Oh, bad......"

Feeling the pressure of the heavy minister's wives, I slowly cut off contact with the baby.

Unfortunately, we're going to spend the rest of our lives together.

Nothing, you don't have to rush.

"Dear President..."

"City...... I love you"

"Me too..."

The wives of the heavy ministers react to our whispers of love with a face like "eh" - but it's not what I found out.

Mouth the forehead of the city princess, who should be wrapping the so-called "filth," exchanging good words - feeling the women who helped give birth watching us with their faces bright red,

(Me and the city kids... I need to make a world like that that that makes me happy - never)

With a happy smile on the shoulder of the princess, he swore to Mori Luo Wan with his presence.