Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

Earth is home to a variety of life and a wide variety of parenting.

A foreign god who flew in from outside the Earth.

The demons, too, that they were made by the ancients to imitate this - the methods of parenting still seem diverse.

"This demon... was it an oral nursery species (mouse blooder)..."

A toddler who was spit out of the earthdragon's oral cavity and stopped the sound of his breath by Nobunaga and continuous coin reeds.

I think that as I look sideways at individuals who have stopped moving even with Pickle.

An oral nursery species (mouse blooder) is the presence of its name.

It's about a creature whose parents raise their children in their mouths until a certain time in order to protect them.

In my former world, there are many creatures with such characteristics in fish and amphibians.

Is it a parenting method knitted out by those who are weak, and who are preferentially preyed upon even in eggs and freshly laid conditions, to win the competition for survival?

Of course, demons are life that draw a line with common organisms.

God of Water said that, in the first place, it was a biological weapon made to imitate "God" with overwhelming power flown from space.

Our common sense will definitely be an ineffective creature. But...

(Demons kill each other and even try to prey on each other. that's no different than a normal creature)

- I recall that during the once hawk hunt, the Brahma Maru thing, the Heavenly Rainbow Silkworm, was deeply borne by the hawk.

Given the nature of the eagle, I'm pretty sure he was trying to eat that white hairball.

Even in the demonic world, a sequence relationship can be formed under the name of the food chain.

(I guess that means the earthdragons... are a race located from the inside down in the demonic world)

A giant mother earth dragon who has mourned her child, roaring all over the earth.

As I look up at it, I recognise it again.

That the human threat is not necessarily a demonic threat -

"Giggle - giggle, giggle, giggle!

The wrath of a mother who was killed a child to protect would never subside.

According to Interpretive Moon Hair, dialogue is impossible because earthdragons are demons that move by instinct.

But even if dialogue is possible - if this happens, it is already a later festival.

(My brother-in-law said the sputum spit out by the earthly dragon's toddler was poisonous... So if I hadn't killed him, I wouldn't have had a choice. that if you don't kill them, many people will die)

As for the criteria for determining whether the act is just or evil - it should be greatly divided by the position.

As a lord, or if we value human beings living in peace, killing a dangerous molecule, a dragon, is absolute justice.

But if we are to stand by the dragon and place emphasis on its circumstances and emotions - Nobunaga's acts should be absolutely criticized and become evil.

But in my case, I had to capture the status quo by another value criterion.

Behold, my brother-in-law.

Nobunaga looks flat and talks to me.

"Those earthdragon eyes... I'm burning in anger and staring. The only thing I can see is me and my reed hair."

Sure, I guess so.

From what I can tell, the dragon's gaze was only focused on Nobunaga and his beloved horse.

A demon glowing red at three giant eyeballs on his head while violently opening and closing his wasp-like long jaw.

Colored by sorrow, hatred and anger, the eyes of a mother.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!!

A earthdragon that opens the oral cavity wide, leads, and growls.

A demon whose feet have been taken by a net and who is still unable to prepare his posture.

You must be angry that your body doesn't move as you wish.

And I guess it's because you're elevating your emotions.

He was starting to pound his long, hairy arms like apes on the ground hard.

"Cuo Oon"

To the excess vibration, the interpretive moon hair rushes to rebalance.

The horses of the Takeda family also seem confused.

Soldiers, some individuals, have lost their posture and fallen.

The horseback squad seems to have stopped the attack and chosen to step back once under the command of the victory request.

Restraint by the net may also be about time the limits came closer.

"Gyo-o-o-on"

Under the circumstances, Nobunaga's riding coin reed continued to stand without being slightly moving.

I don't like the sound of the ground, and I'm even hissing (nasty) to stir up the dragon.

This stallion, who unfortunately exhibits a virginity odor in front of the Interpretive Moon Hair - was full of unparalleled beauty on the battlefield.

And Nobunaga, even if he takes the wrath of a giant demon directly from the front, still speaks to me in a flat manner.

"Earthdragons will also rise soon. If you do, you bastard... it's obvious that you're coming after this Nobunaga thing without even shaking your side. While I'm distracting him, I'll try to do the best I can and hang a new net. When the dragon takes his leg off again - that's the last of him. Takeda's horses will choose those giant eyeballs and die."

"Eyes..."

I was asking about the earthdragon beforehand from an interpretive moon hair in my favorite state.

I already knew, but I try to hammer and nod.

"Yes, the earthdragon's eyes are also heart. Always exposed to weaknesses…"

But Nobunaga said.

"If you have even one eye left, it's that kind of characteristic that can keep you alive... Plus, after two days, I'll be completely back where I was. If you just push him back, you just have to smash one eye."

"If we just chase him back"

"Ranri"

"But you won't have to push them back anymore."

It was when I said if my words were going to end or not. A loud earthdragon roar exploded.

He rocked a giant covered in brown hair and tore out a net tangled in his leg.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle"

The earth dragon's body returns to the quadruple crawling state of the forward leaning position.

I could see from a distance that the horses of the Takeda family surrounding the earthly dragon were scared of that appearance spreading tremendous resentment around them.

(Do horses sometimes get scared too...... no, naturally if you think about it a little)

There is a reason (rule) that horses don't kill each other.

Therefore, there is unlimited likelihood of people losing their lives in battlefields where they compete.

Like now, I guess it's different from when you're ahead of the risk of losing your life.

Originally, the horse is such a demon that he is attracted to the Interpretive Moon Hair and proceeds into Harlem, squeezed out by Karakara but does not stop serving.

If you look carefully, joy and sorrow may also be a fairly large creature.

"Gi, giggle, giggle, giggle!!

But I don't think I have time to think about it.

A well-postured earthdragon began to kick the sand with his hind legs, like a boar on the run.

Let's do it, brother-in-law.

I called on Nobunaga as he turned his interpretive moon-haired horse's head toward the dragon.

"... what are you going to do, brother-in-law"

"Whatever... kill, brother-in-law."

I speak slowly and with a clear voice.

"I have no idea, I'm not saying. That demon, I'm sure, isn't going to be bothering us humans or anything. If I had just lived, they would have killed my child at some point - that's just such a poor mother."

……

"But as a matter of fact - if we leave it like this, there is no doubt that the lives of the people of Mino will be ravaged by the dragons. And there's no reason to attribute it to Shinano like this. Anyway, it's a demon that changes the terrain...... If this goes out in the open, it's gonna be hell."

That's all I said, I looked at Nobunaga.

"There is no justice in this killing. Tsuruo dragons kill their children. To clear their grudges, this one kills their opponents, to protect people's lives. There are no other means than impossible to discuss…. And if you don't do anything - your brother-in-law will be killed. That's all we have to avoid, both for the city and for me."

"Mm..."

Nobunaga roars.

I went on against him like that.

"I'll do it. If my brother-in-law dies, the city will grieve. I don't want to see the face of the city grieving. So kill the earthdragon... that's it"

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The earthdragon stirred his mouth wide and barked.

And with his jaw wide open and closed, he is starting to crawl with tremendous momentum toward Nobunaga in a forward leaning position as if he were ragging.

If it were a normal horse, they could have caught up to me.

But Nobunaga is riding more than a normal horse - and boasts a physical ability to override even the Interpretive Moon Hair, a continuous coin reed.

Its overwhelming leg strength doesn't make a dirt dragon crawl on the ground at full speed.

He stopped from time to time waving his tail, pointing his neck at the dirt dragon, and even had enough room to make him hiss.

And Nobunaga is also Nobunaga.

On a horse of stopped coin reeds, he bounced it into a fire rope gun and fired it off against a dragon.

Regardless, there's no way it works for the earthdragon, the demon - but it seems to have the effect of "inciting" it with discomfort.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!!

I'll definitely kill you - a dirt dragon thrusting into Nobunaga, rolling such a temper.

In the eyes of such demons, they still don't see the faces, including me and the Takeda family's horseback riding squad.

The civil engineering unit of the Oda family, commanded by Takikagawa's best interests, dug shallow holes on a steep pitch, and they also don't seem to realize that the Asai family members are hanging a net over it.

Humans also have the type that only goes blind to one thing, but does that earth dragon do the same?

Or is the whole demon thing called a dirt dragon a creature with such a tendency?

I stick around, I think about that.

(But I also know what it feels like to be a dragon...)

Assuming, before my eyes, something like Wanfu Maru or the tea would be killed - I'm sure I'd be like a dirt dragon chasing Nobunaga around.

Maybe that's what parents are for.

By the way, children tend to become the centerpiece of the world.

"Nevertheless, I didn't know the lieutenant general would join the attack... are you sure?

The head of the Takeda Horse Riding Regiment, which is lined up neatly.

I was there alongside Katsushi and watching the laying of a simple trap that the Oda/Asai family was making together.

The horseback riding corps behind it, what a total of 400. Quite oppressive.

Moreover, they are only part of the Takeda Horse Riding Regiment.

Together, the Takeda family will have more than twice as many horses.

In the field, I never want to deal with them - it seems so from the bottom of my heart.

But at the same time, this is going to happen in the back of your brain.

I wonder what the Uesugi and Hojo families are all about, which would be reciprocating against this intense wave of demons.

"... there will be no good or nothing"

I prayed that the future of working with the Takeda family would not come.

"How can you let Lord Seung-tak and Takeda's soldiers fight all the time?"

"But I hear that the Lieutenant General is the only one who can calm Biwako... If anything happens to the lieutenant general, the Japanese book may return to ashes."

"At that time, will Lord Seiyu, a priest of the Shinto religion, do something about it?

"I want you to stop joking... It's a demon of the gods, I can't see it."

"... if we talk about it, we'll figure it out."

"It must be because he's a lieutenant general. That's possible..."

That's what Seung-yeon says, he laughs bitterly.

It made me laugh, too.

I can do that, too, because all of the earthly dragon's consciousness - is headed toward Nobunaga and continuous coin reeds.

And they've finally finished the laying work.

One good causes the elephant flag of the Oda papaya to be raised high.

That was the signal.

Nobunaga, who was driving a streak of coin reeds as he stirred up the dragon, directed his horse's head toward the finished trap.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves!

When the victory call, the horse riding squad says, "Answer!" and raise a voice of impatience.

"Cuo Oon"

The temple moon hair also snorted.

And at that moment - how dare the horses, frightened by the temper of the dragon, begin to melamera their fighting spirit in their eyes.

Needless to say, the Interpretive Moon Hair must have incited it.

The gaze of the stallions of the Takeda Horse Riding Corps was directed at the beautiful ass of the imperial moon hair in front of them.

Because these horses are all Suhei - not that.

It is bad that the Interpretive Moon Hair is blocking his tail and shaking it to direct the gaze of the stallions.

In the meantime too, the interpretive moon hair is raising a small hissing voice, apparently inviting the stallions.

I don't understand the horse's language, but perhaps the Imperial Moon Hair whispers even horny as it tickles the hearts of the stallions.

It's a hell of a bitch horse. They say half of them are foxes.

"Coming... my brother-in-law"

In my sight, Nobunaga comes straight into the trap zone.

And behind it, in a forward leaning position as if he were ragging an example, he saw a dirt dragon crawling over as he raised the earthen smoke.

Earthdragons frequently open and close their jaws, trying to cut Nobunaga off even the streak of coin reeds.

By contrast, continuous reeds seemed to arrive exactly and not - creating such an exquisite sense of distance that they continued to stir up the enemies of the dragon. I just think of it as a ploy.

Moreover, streak reeds should have already continued to run considerable distances at considerable speeds, but there were no signs that they were tired.

It's as if he doesn't loosen his horse legs, looks flat, and is approaching this way all the time.

"Gyo-o-o-on"

Along with Nobunaga's impatient voice, a series of coin reeds jumped greatly. We jumped over the trap zone.

And he doesn't slow down at all, turns his neck behind his back and puts in another stirring whistle.

"Gi, giggle, giggle, giggle!

And a few dozen seconds later, a huge body spreading murder plugged into the trap zone.

By incitement, it is the vengeance that has completely lost me.

He took his foot from the hole and the net, and with great momentum - he made a noise with Zusan, and fell forward and lay down on his forehead.

"Okay, hang on!!

The decree of victory comes down, and the horseback riding squad arrives, just as it did earlier.

Unlike the last time he was down on the sidelines, the current earthdragon was sticking from his head into the ground.

The eyeballs at the base of the jaw are - enough - within the range of the horn of the horse.

"Gi, gi, giggle, giggle, giggle!

Blue blood erupted, along with screaming and screaming.

The left and right eyes were determined by the horns of the horses.

Tell me there's a difference in physique. The place where they stabbed me is the place.

Humans, too, would not be sorry if they were stabbed in the eye with a painting - the same.

But to the third eye at the top of his head on the boulder, he seemed unable to deliver the horses' attack.

"Okay... let's get started too"

"Cuo Oon"

I move to the lower part of the earth dragon, where my legs are taken by holes and nets, as I am invited by the Interpretive Moon Hair.

And from the horse of the Imperial Moon Hair - he grabbed the earthdragon's hair, which was growing astonishingly all the way to his ankle.

That's very hard. The smell can be firmly grasped by the tightness, but also by the feet.

Rather than animal hair, it is closer to the image of tawa hair.

"Well, I'll be there."

"Cuo Oon"

Dropped off by the voice of the Interpretive Moon Hair, I slowly climb up the body of a dirt dragon about seven meters high.

Sometimes it has fallen in a more forward leaning position, the slope is loose and climbing is not difficult in itself.

The feeling is that everyone would have gotten obsessed at an early age, it seems field athletic.

But it was forbidden to be alarmed.

It's not the playthings I'm climbing, it's the bodies of living demons.

The risk of being shaken down was sufficient.

Besides, my aim is the top of my head with a third eye.

Saturn dragons, who should have only seen Nobunaga, would also have their left and right eyes crushed and drawn back to reality.

And I should have recognized it. That his enemies are not just Nobunaga and Reiki.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!

Therefore, I am desperately trying to protect my eyes, which are also my last "heart".

Earthdragon put his hands on the top of his head and kept me close to his eyes.

And my ultimate goal is to pierce the eyes beneath those furry hands with stone splits and light.

(But... this is hard... I need to get my hands off me somehow...)

Underneath us, the Takeda family's horseback squad was relentlessly stabbing the body of the dragon with a horn.

The damage is definitely in there, but it would be the current situation to say that it lacks decision hitting.

(Here I can cut off my hand directly. But then, my body could be shaken off... It's a dragon giant, I'm just sorry I got hit with my hand)

But the more worried you are, the more time passes.

And if you take the time, that increases the likelihood of a dirt dragon escaping the trap.

Then I'll just be left alone - over the body of a dragon.

(Well, what is it...)

It was me thinking as I was caught in the neck of a dragon...

Unexpectedly, it is noticed that a presence flies in to open the status quo from the sky ahead.

"Cupid, good, good."

Yes, my trump card - on Brahma Maru, finally came.