Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

Yonglu 11 (1568) July 13, Omi Country.

Huge lakes occupying much of its area - Lake Biwa.

The time has finally passed (8pm) and the night book is completely falling.

But today, the lake shore was brilliantly lit.

Countless pine lights and bonfires are lit.

"We must wish the lieutenant general well...!

"If the lieutenant general is bereaved here, the Japanese book is over...!

"Ah... please be safe and go home...!

Under the lights, the people of Omi are kneeling (kneeling first) and even praying toward a point.

It is Takeshima that lies ahead of them in worship. It is an island where gods have been tried to dwell in ancient times.

And there, everyone already knows that the Biwali subject of faith, Ji, is asleep.

Or it was also recognized by everyone that I was the only one who could quell that demon - the Biwali bishop.

"Dear Mr. Chang Zheng... Please..."

"In a world without you, I..."

Princess Shi and Princess Ji are also praying for my safety and praying on the shore of the lake on their way to the Water God.

And Takeshijima, which the people of Omi are staring at in unison, was covered in a dome of pale silver plants created by the plumage willow.

Bring your wives' prayers closer to Takeshi Island on their backs, and I'll be the only one inside, just like last time.

Then, with the feather willow interface that greeted me, we went to the lifting device that leads to the basement.

Down to the underground lake, the water god woke up perfectly awake and waited.

Apparently, I've been waiting for today.

"Nevertheless, a year is a really strange time..."

After my greeting with me, the ancient demons said that.

For those of us who live a long time, a year is only a short time ago. But for you, it may have been a long time since everything happened. Face looks a lot different, too.

"Yeah, maybe so"

Gold and red odd eyes.

I respond, staring into God of Water's beautiful eyes.

"I have a child... because there are more people I have to protect"

"A child... Hmm, a child..."

The silver cloak (Mizuchi) rolled a bell and continued to conceive.

"Once upon a time when we were people, it would have been possible to have children. But now, it will also be an unfulfilled dream. Your father - no, the Ancients created us as weapons, so it was the best they could do. Not very much, but I couldn't afford to implant my uterus in this plain body.]

"Embedding the uterus...?

That's right. Chang Zheng... Your demon is a biological weapon that mimics a foreign god who has flown in more than the universe. And since it is a biological weapon, it had to be able to mass produce it at a lower cost. So the ancients... created an all-purpose, mass-producible womb that could leave offspring from any opponent's sperm.]

……

That's why people and demons can be formed… In any case, we didn't have time or room to mount them. That's why I had to live lazily, sparing time.]

If we had become children, we would have made a flock and lived without being quite bored - God of Water says that.

But from now on, you don't have to live lazily. Every year, I can look forward to living this day...... Whatever, I've got a conversation with you...

The giant gigantic gigantic gigantic stared at the interface of the plumage willow, which had stopped near the lifting device.

And what are you doing, too? Come here, we'll talk about it alone tonight with two.]

"Watashiha...... Betuni, Konnaningent...... Nareau, Tumolinante......"

The water god leaks a frightened voice into the interface, which is brimming with a pale silver body.

"You can't help being mean. YOU ALWAYS ARE...... timid about stepping in, turning back and in the end you always see crying...... you better be a little honest:

To the words of the giant dragon, the plumage willow shrugged about bumps and something - walking over to my side.

And sports seating. He looks soothed as he hugs his folded legs with his arms.

It's not my intention to do this right now.

"We live for a long time, we keep living. Along with that, regret accumulates and eventually crushes our spirit. Then try not to regret it as much as possible - I've never been honest with myself and lived it.]

"Be honest with yourself so you don't regret it..."

I was sending my gaze, turning my face away from the pale silver breasts crushing between my legs.

And as he looked up to God of Water, he repeated the content of the words that this ancient survival had pronounced.

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In the end, the July 13 gathering with God of Water ended with nothing.

The plume willow didn't utter many words at the end of the day, and it felt like Mizugod wanted to listen to the earthly story because he wanted to talk more than he wanted to talk about it - even the final things.

I told her all sorts of things with extraneous pressure, but I remember everything being about children.

That a child has just been born.

The cuteness of twin children when they are hard at breastfeeding.

It's about the spiciness that wakes you up with a night cry.

The fact that these days there has finally been less night crying and that I have begun to crave breast milk and cry at fixed intervals.

And that in six months' time, parenting with breast milk will be over.

When you're actually in parenting, it's more than you can tell how hard it is - it sticks to rap.

Both Watergod and Featherwillow seemed interested in how human children were raised.

The giant dragon had repeated the question several times, and the feather willow had heard jizz, albeit silent.

That's how the world quickly dawns and there's a moment for me to return to human society.

Confirming to come again next July 13th, "Come whenever you have free time"] and as Mizugami pressed me - I boarded a boat that was approaching Takeshijima and returned to Nagahama Castle.

It goes without saying that the people of Omi, who were unaware of the circumstances, raised a voice of relief and joy, and there was a fervent welcome from the two worried wives.

It was thus me who, as Biwali bishop, was to show the heavens once again that it was "negotiable with" - it triggered new military action.

Yes, it is the beginning of Nobunaga's Battle of Upper Lo.

My brother-in-law, who stepped on the idea that he would not be busted until at least July 13 next year, personally went on to Kyoto at the end of September, in the service of Yoshiaki Furi, who was not good enough for him.

As if to echo it, the anti-Oda/Asai coalition rises in Kichinai to approach Kyoto.

As a result, I had to enter Kichinai to cooperate with the Oda Army.

Deposit 5,000 soldiers with the Third General of Sea Red Rain and lead about 2,000 soldiers all the way to Kyoto.

So, at last, without knowing that, if possible, I'm going to meet that guy face to face that I didn't want to meet.