Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

Yonglu 11 (1568) March 24.

I was in the room at Nagahama's, giving Fujido Mother and Child.

It's just me and Mrs. Fujido in the room.

Young people in power and widows with children.

When I write that, it looks like a scene in a sensual novel.

But the situation I am facing is as if none of them were of such colour.

Because Mrs. Fujido is completely faded and can't get up from the futon these days.

(But still, he lived well...)

I think so unexpectedly, wiping her sweat with a hand wipe of silk.

If it was meant to be, it wasn't weird to be in the other world before the end of last year.

But that stretched significantly beyond what was planned - I'm sure it's the power of her will.

"… Lieutenant General, Dear"

What's wrong, Mother Hall?

Silver-haired, brown-elf-eared woman with a slight eye opening.

If you respond to her fine voice, you can have a long, long "while".

But it doesn't mean Mrs. Fujido didn't think of anything to go on - purely because she just doesn't have the strength to speak out.

The act of moving your mouth and spinning your words is actually a business that requires a lot of energy.

"... thank you so much..."

"What do you say"

Here lately, Mrs. Fujido has been saying a lot of thanks.

I'm definitely expecting my death to come by, but I don't know if it's late, or if there's any other reason.

The only thing I can tell is that she doesn't have any possessions on her face - she has a really sunny look on her face.

"... thanks to you, Lieutenant General... I can pass away in peace... It feels really sunny, without regret..."

"Don't talk stupid... you still have to live. Both Takati and Apricot are still children... I would be in trouble if you had a mother. It's too early to die, Mother Hall."

Mrs. Fujido shook her face slightly to the left and right.

"No...... parents and children, as long as they are in the pattern between them...... there is definitely a deathbed. Sooner or later... it doesn't matter if it's early or late... so - hey, hey, hey, hey."

"... oh, hold on"

Slowly and gently tap Madame's shoulder, which has already become completely thin.

Flesh that is likely to break if you strengthen it at all.

It took a while - a while - for that body to calm down normally so that it didn't even know where its vitality lived.

"... thank you, Lieutenant General"

It would be quite painful, physically, to be invaded by the devil - Mrs. Fujido with a serene face.

Pull up the silk duvet to her shoulder and I'll ask slowly.

"... Mother Hall"

"Yes."

"If... Suppose, but..."

I breathed slowly, vomited and then asked.

"If, when you have to pass away - is this Nagahama good? Or is that village good?

……

Mrs. Fujido closes her eyes and breathes before opening her mouth slightly.

"I don't mind either..."

"Really..."

"Yes......"

And he slowly opened his eye lid and said in a fine voice.

"Wherever you die, it's the same thing. Even if the flesh perishes, my soul will remain with my children."

"... Is Yoshihachi good?

"That one... heh"

With a slight smile, Mrs. Fujido whispers.

"Right...... if you say you don't miss me, you lie...... But he won't be far away from it, and he'll live a full life... wouldn't it be good?"

"... is that what it is"

"Yeah...... That must be the fate of me and Yoshihachi."

No remorse, she said with that face.

"Once upon a time there were men and women in a village who put their thoughts on each other...... But that was an unacceptable love...... One day the man said to the woman: 'Let's run away together, let's live together in a distant land'..."

……

"But it was outrageous for the old men, such as the two young and foolish plans... They said they were caught, the man was tossed, and the woman was offended by the village men in front of the man... Three days and three nights...... the woman continued to be offended in front of a dying man and raised her head root. You need to stay away from the man again, so forgive the man. And the man greeted his new wife and gave birth to a child, and the woman was not the man she loved, but the one who had given birth and brought up a child that no one could know was her father."

……

"From the beginning, it wasn't the way to interact...... If so, when I die, beside my child… that's what I really want."

"... then let's do it"

"Thank you......"

Mrs. Fujido laughs. Be very happy.

"I know my father's face, but I have bellyached and begotten dear sons... please, Lieutenant General... thank you very much..."

"... ah"

I nodded and stood up.

"Rest slowly. Your death, with your children… let's nurse in this long beach. But live a little longer. There are grave arrangements... you won't have to die on your own"

"Graves and such... such a great thing... You can throw it away on the side of the road or on Lake Biwa..."

"That's not why I'm going. If you do that, you'll be resented by Takati and Apricots"

That's all I have to say, I'm leaving the room.

Then I sighed heavily.

"How could... mean, thoughtful widow..."

And he's unintentionally zero, grabbing his chest hard.

"Again, I'm a real pain in the ass... I didn't know you'd be so jealous of Takati or Apricot..."

◆

Apricot Fujido sat down at Nagahama's fishing hall and looked out at the pond all the way to Bo.

Nagahama Place forms a spatial structure as a single garden, and its scenery is bright.

Sometimes it's spring tips, and the trees adore the young leaves - a wide variety of birds can even come flying in with a "chitchat" chitchat.

The purpose of the birds is that they are planted in Nagahama - boiling in trees, including cherry blossoms, I guess caterpillars.

For them caterpillars were a treat and an important food to fill their bellies.

When I lived in the village, the birds were also a treat for the apricots, but there have been fewer hunts since I came to Nagahama.

But I can't get out of my old senses.

Unique taste of birds, blood. And raw meat that freaks and cramps when it bites inside.

To taste it again, he threw stones at the birds flying over the sky and struck them to death - sometimes eating the fallen meat intact, being careful not to let the other inhabitants find out.

Nevertheless, if you ask me if I want to go back to my former life while I do that, "No," Apricot would answer.

Sleep with your mother and brother in a warm silk futon with pillows side by side......

I couldn't possibly want to go backwards to that cold, constantly hungry life.

(We have rice here... we have fish, we have vegetables...)

I was able to have a good meal in the morning and evening, and besides, I was able to have sitting children and human friends.

Nevertheless, the oddity of the High Peak Party, which serves as the royal court number for the lord and chancellor of Nagahama's palace, is - from the point of view of the apricots - the most dangerous.

From day to day, he continued to follow the figure of Lieutenant General in the name of "escort," and even allowed him to solicit unparalleled admiration.

These days, like every night, he sneaks into the attic and watches his husband sleep.

In contrast, Shizuko is the most secure being.

Always remember the brightness, and he has treated me without giving in to the sitting child, the apricot, his brother/tall tiger or odd.

The thought that maybe it's just bright and you don't actually think anything about it - also occasionally depends on the back of your brain, but still it doesn't matter if you're eating with me every night.

(Ever since I got here...... really, every day is busy......)

And Apricot, with her bright toddler at such a bottom - mentions the city princess's samurai as her mentor and learns various chores of housekeeping.

The two masters, Maple and Cherry Blossom, are very handy.

He often gets mad at me for hemming, but he taught me exactly what to teach properly without discriminating.

In the busy season, the head samurai ahead named Tsubaki comes to help, but from the apricot, she is most exceptional in her administrative abilities.

Maple and cherry blossoms also seem to have respect for Tsubaki, and when she comes to the place, it feels more right to call her "sister disciple" than to say "master" - although I would never call her that.

(But the most amazing thing is Kuchi... what is it?)

From the standpoint of human beings coming from outside your place - the most important thing to remember was a girl named Kuru Endo.

He is also one of Apricot's friends, and one who thinks "I will never be enemies".

(He handles knives very well... he can do fine calculations, he can do housewashing... he's smart, he's good...)

Naosuke Endo, the vicinity of the Chang Dynasty and one of the martial arts officers taught by Apricot's brother.

Its adopted daughter, for a long time, was a horrible girl who absorbed everything - in every way - without a grudge, greed.

From the point of view of the apricots, Ku himself is a poor human being.

From the physical abilities of the Fujido family, a sitting child who draws ghost blood, that girl can only have the luxurious flesh she lacks to take.

But for a long time, it is a monster that easily reaches the "limit point that can be reached in its flesh".

Perhaps we could say that proficiency is extremely high.

(Probably because I can seriously enjoy the fact that it's hard and I have to try... it's going to be awesome)

It's just a story my brother told me about traveling to the Endo and Isono families and learning swordsmanship, one of the "human manipulations"...

For a long time, even if my stepfather punches me into bloodshed, I never try to let go of my knife.

And absolutely - he's gonna get up, laughing his ass off. In a way that's fun, pleasant, pleasant, and I can't help it.

But once the archery of swordsmanship is over, he says he will change into a small, beautiful kimono without showing any obsession - running to Masayoshi Asai, a thinker.

There doesn't seem to be a physical relationship yet...

It's a dedicated rumor that he's done all the cleaning and laundry in his house, cooked a meal, and then - he's been tapped into his knowledge of arithmetic and administrative techniques Iroja, and law.

Recently, we have also seen the two of us strolling along the shores of Lake Biwa, and I am sure that the government minister does not hate it for a long time.

Every time I get stuck about it from the Chang Zheng, I say, "Because I'm a disciple!," he says in great haste to deny, "but it is the beholder of how long the answer will last.

Long after completing swordsmanship and academia and knowing both men and women about sex, he was a state-of-the-art friend to Apricot, who knew no sword, no learning, no love.

Neither does his (or her) girl despise the apricot as much as his offspring, nor does she keep me close to my brother.

And when he came to Nagahama - he had put his face to the mother of the apricots, and he was also the speaker.

Says he's lost all his real family for a long time.

I don't know how that friend feels about having a conversation with his mother.

But I only knew that they never had an evil heart together.

In many ways, the girl named Kuru Endo is pure, innocent, and innocent.

"Ha..."

Naturally, unexpected sighs leak.

I don't even have to think about why that exhalation leaked.

This is why I thought about my mother.

"... Mother"

Looking at the ants crawling on the floor of the fishing hall (yes), the apricot remembers the developing chest and - behind the belly - the pain of being tightened up.

Mother we love, mother we respect enough, mother we didn't abandon ourselves no matter what we did.

For the day when she was, at last, running out of her life came to pass visibly.

- You were here, Apricot.

"Ah... Master Lieutenant General...!

"Fine, stay. Excuse me next door."

He stops the apricot trying to get up and lay flat, and Changzheng sits down.

For the girl - this man was the most respectable person outside the family.

Deep in the dim woods, a young man brought himself out under the sun, who secretly killed his breath and lived.

There have been many misunderstandings, but I have lived and understood quite a few months together at Nagahama.

This man is out of common sense.

And it's out of common sense, so it offers new values and erodes the old world - and as a result, it kills.

At the core of that out-of-consciousness worldview was this Nagahama place.

He creates an ancient, traditional boundary of your place, and he lives in a box.

But the very way of life makes too little sense.

Call the front and side rooms "wives" without distinction, let them be nearby on a daily basis, be close to the samurai, and allow the thin creatures like sitting children to live together - this is obviously not what the usual people do.

"Apricots, are you worried about something"

And with a voice from that unusual young man, Apricot can hastily pull in a gloomy look.

Then when I wore the mask of smiling, I shook my head from left to right.

"No, no... nothing"

"Right."

Nodding at the words of the apricot, the young man slowly opened his mouth with his gaze pointed at the pond.

"Apricot, don't make me feel bad... But this is what I've been thinking lately - that I envy you and Takati."

"... Huh?

"You can look to your dying parents beside you, don't you think that's a happy thing"

The sitting child girl flaunts herself with words that have no extra clap.

And deep down in my heart, I felt two things - anger emotions sprouting that I had never felt before in my youth.

It goes without saying that the intercession is the other for the chancellor, and a humble sitting child - the apricot is a bloody circular individual.

You can't keep your parents quiet when they say you're happy.

"... Chu, lieutenant general...!

Apricot turns her body to the master and calls out, feeling her voice tremble unexpectedly.

Were you expecting that reaction? Without appearing surprised at the installation, the head of the Asai family turns his neck to the girl.

I was ready.

Apricot seeds are only raised at Nagahama's place.

Such a girl should not be allowed to skip her opinions to the deputy Lord Chang Zheng.

Maybe they'll send a contempt gaze - or it could have been a problem involving my mother and brother, not myself.

Therefore, the apricots are shocked.

that the colour of the eyes directed at itself is engraved with the colour of profound sorrow.

"I didn't have any parents. No, there were parents... at least as long as I exist in this world."

That's not what an apricot sees as a "lieutenant general," but as a raw man who's all stripped out.

Apricot is surprised, and at last she is erased of anger emotions.

And then, slowly - I didn't even know how to get close to the young man's heart, and I asked him to do some hand exploration.

"I didn't have a parent...?

"Or thoughts that should be taken over"

politely - and therefore, in a voice full of harshness as if to say that it will not tolerate other interpretations, says the chancellor.

"Kids need parents. For a child, parents are gods. The child takes over all the value judgment criteria for good and evil from the parent and becomes independent. And parents entrust it to their children. To let your thoughts inherit expectations you could not achieve with your own raw"

……

"The business of men is in their circulation. But what will happen to children who don't know their parents? I wonder if the circulation created by the presence ejected from the continuous cotton and the ring has to be distorted"

"Lieutenant General..."

"That's why I feel like you guys are happy. Even if my mother dies, the thoughts linger in the hearts of your brothers and sisters. I don't know how my parents die. I don't have it."

Now, Apricot understands - that he faces the darkness of his heart, the most beloved man outside of his family.

Perhaps the fact that you are dealing with your mother is forcing that darkness to come to the fore.

"The lieutenant general is not happy...?

"There can't be complete happiness, etc."

The wind blowing from the side of Lake Biwa rocked the hair of Apricot and Changzheng.

"Of course, I guess I'm happy. There are people who think of me, in that regard, who are definitely happy. That's why you feel strongly about what you lack. I don't know the thoughts of my parents on death - its missing."

……

"So I envy you. And I guess you guys are happy. This isn't what I'm supposed to say... Apricot, lean on your mother as much as you can and draw on your current thoughts as possible. And when you become a mother, you pour that thought on your child."

And if I may - the lieutenant general says as he confronts the apricot.

"Until then, when you can have a partner - beside Wanfumaru and the tea, I want you to keep talking about what your parents should be like. Or for me who don't know my parents."

Apricot thought for a while, then slowly, nodded.

◆

Sakichi Ishida believed that humans were born equipped with something called a difference in abilities.

As people are not good at it, they are not flat in terms of ability in the first place.

Because it is, Sachi thinks childhood should work specially in each area of specialization.

The Ishida family was a local samurai from Ishida Village, Sakata County, Omi.

It's not prestigious, and there are no immediate ancestors you can call Yingjie.

For this reason, it was found difficult to come into existence, even in the service of the general great house of fame, which places emphasis on tradition.

But "the Asai family is apparently different," Sachi begins to think as he asks how his father's foreman is doing.

First of all, his house was too special.

Sometimes it is protected by a

Acknowledging its usefulness, there were also contemporary beings who liked objects, even sitting children, trying to embrace them.

Moreover, there is the fact that those who bind the civilians - are the real brothers of their masters.

If it were normal, the Asai family's relatives would be "people who fight".

Because it is assumed that one's clan is enough for a ruler to glorify the battlefield.

However, a man named Masahiro Asai is a "brush man".

Sakichi doesn't know why.

However, insofar as this was true, the Asai family was an ideal environment for civilian aspirants wishing to emerge.

Civilians tend to be scorned by the martial officers.

At that time, it is quite significant that the kinship's leadership will be an asylum seeker.

My father/successor, who was only a local samurai, is also - not only recognized for his strength, but is steadily emerging.

The Asai family wants good administrative bureaucrats, and if they have the strength, they give them a place commensurate with their strength.

Together, the Asai family would be the only way to get to us - Sakichi had cemented his resolve.

"Brother! Brother!"

"What a brother"

Yonglu 11 (1568) March 25.

Sakichi, who had tied up his books in his deserted father's study, looks back at his brother, Yazaburo, who jumped in gladly.

He was reputed to be almost the only man Sakichi had - enough for his respect.

"Look! I've got one of the lantern cats!

"Oh, my God, brother!

Sakichi throws out a reading book and rushes to his brother.

"There are not many spotted cats in this Omi River country! Tell me where you got him, brother!

"That's a good question, brother!

Yazaburo said as he proudly protruded the jaw containing one line of lamp spotted cat.

"There are few demons in Omi... All you have to do is get out of Omi - I caught it in Sekigahara!

"You're a boulder, brother!

"I don't mind you praising me more, brother!

Yasaro puts his chest up on his brother who is clapping.

"Now we can finally achieve our ambitions..."

"That was a long time, brother..."

"Right, brother..."

The Ishida brothers hugged each other.

The cluttered tossed toss rolled, and the row-light spotted cat moved back and forth.

"Now we can finally get revenge on that disgusting 'OH' guy...!

"Right, brother......!

Brothers 12 and 8 years old staring at each other in the face and nodding.

"I won't forget... about that woman who dropped a ton of snow chunks from the trees that winter day as we proceeded through the fallen snow...!

"That's right, brother......! It was snowy and we said, 'Come on, it's cold! Then come to my house and go away!' And that scoundrel who gratefully invited me... I can't forgive you!

"Ri, Ri!

Yakichiro picked up the rolling wax and said as he shook up his other hand.

"Let's go, Saji! Let's step into Kusei's mansion and cut off your palace with the fluids of a spotted cat!

"Respond!"

The body fluids of the lamp spotted cat are blue as cloudy, and the odor persists even after washing for three days and three nights.

It's a pretty awesome "revenge" because I want to hit the girl who wants it.

By the way, the Kusei family is the lavish people who were in charge of the security administration of Ishida Village under the command of the Ishida family.

The Ishida family and the Kusei family have long established honeymoon relationships, and it is customary for the Ishida family heads to marry their wives from the Kusei family every three generations.

By the way, in the third generation of what is said in this custom, Yazaburo had decided to welcome his wife to the topic this time.

Therefore, this case was all a farce, but Yazaburo and Sakichi enjoyed the farce as much as they could after figuring it out.

"Behold, brother! The sky is pale and indeed sunny!

"Right, brother! The resentment of our Ishida brothers for their years, it would be an outfit day to clear up like this big sky!

"You said good things, brother!

"Naturally, brother! No one can beat this Sakichi to the wheel!

"I don't have a brother inferior to my brother, my brother!

……

……

"I've always cared about your arrogance."

The Ishida brothers begin their efforts on the field road as soon as they leave the mansion.

Yazaburo takes the mount, Sakichi takes the mount, and Yazaburo again - about dozens of times doing that, roughly 15 minutes for the two of us to get muddy.

Shaken up fists are never shaken down.

A villager who changed his blood phase comes to the two of us who were developing such a farce.

If you go out to the village gate for anything...

"... brother"

"... um, we have to treat it first"

- There was a girl who had her shoulder to hips busted and mutilated, and her breath was constantly falling.