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That's the corner of Osaka Castle.
When Hideyoshi and his family were having a nasty evening time, one magnificent year in the place was yelling at the young people around him.
"Why is your Lord selling oil here!! What time (what time) do you get it!!?
"Also, I'm sorry!
A young man who bowed his head in haste.
But the way my hand stopped even for a moment seemed to be oil in the fire to the owner of the rage.
"Enough, move your hands quickly!
Already the night falls, and the summer bugs and the autumn bugs howl without fear as they compete.
If this is the way it usually is, the hours of work are long over and it fits when there is nothing wrong with relaxing with my family.
But in many parts of Osakaka Castle's Honmaru, he remained nervous by the bearer of his anger, snuggling to prepare for the war to be fought.
Of course the man does not assume that this castle will be the stage of the Great War, rather he commands his liver that such a thing should never happen.
Then why is this castle so far from the front line of the battlefield that it is being chased so far into preparation?
That was because Osaka Castle was in the role of a "warehouse".
In other words, the man alone developed a supply route for sending weapons, ammunition and other supplies from western countries to Osaka Castle.
To that end, he said, "Prepare yourself, day and night, with your constant knowledge of the battlefield!" And the bearer of that anger had reached an end.
But the preparation, if you try to be the Lord of that anger, has not advanced at all.
Sometimes the rush has come to the surface.
But above all, I couldn't forgive the "temperature difference" between me and my surroundings.
One young man, who approached him soundlessly from behind, placed his hand on his shoulder as he raised his blue muscles and continued to skip instructions as he ran his eyes blood.
There's a gap in your back, Lord Jibu.
"What!?
The man, called the ministry, points the spearhead of anger at the person behind him.
But the other young man gave him a gentle, smiling look everywhere.
"What... Yuanjiro?"
The moment I saw the gentle face somewhere out of the youth in front of me, his head, which was feverish like a boiling kang, quieted abruptly, as if ice water had been sprinkled.
And it was strange for him himself to change into a chilling attitude, like when Hideyoshi Taikaku was alive.
It was clear that it was the gentle smiling youth in front of him who made this change, and for him of high pride, it came out as an ironic word that he couldn't wait to regret "what".
Meanwhile, despite the boring look of "what is it," a man called Yunjiro smiles with joy at any rate...
Yes, these two are the people who made Sansei Ishida and Shinshin Maida… the key to the West Army, and who made their names known in history.
"Long time no see, Master Ishida.
I never thought I'd come to Osaka again. "
"That's the dialogue over here.
Ueda's guardian, why are you here?
Completely calm, Mitsune asks about the faithfulness in a flat tone.
But the expression gave me a sense of joy when I resumed with my friends.
The faithfulness that keenly perceived it,
"Well, wouldn't it be nice to have details? Let's celebrate the long-standing relaunch of this place."
And, with a method of mouthing Ascension with his right hand, he invited Sansei.
Mitsune sighed heavily at the way it was, but as I gave up somewhere,
"Ha... a man named you at all..."
And he dropped his shoulders and followed the back of Faithfulness.
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"I'm leaving here tomorrow night. By then, we have to do everything we can...
We're not gonna make it. "
Sansei is spitting out for the faithfulness, as she laments the status quo.
It was the faithful who invited him, but he was talking, almost threesome.
Much of it is stupidity about its surroundings.
Faith staring at Sang-sung like that with a serene look as usual was thinking about his two bad habits.
It is that you always carry something big by yourself, and that you want the same level of yourself around it.
At the same time, Shinnon once again felt his greatness as a human general, Hideyoshi Toyotomi, who embraced even that Sansen habit with great poetry and made good use of only his strengths to show his kind of political skill, mourning reality in a different part than Sansen, "Oh, it's the loss of a spare man".
"Hey! Genjiro! Are you listening properly?!?
Admitting that Mitsune had a face such as Faith was not here in the Heart, he stumbled.
"Oh, yeah... I'm listening."
and the faithfulness of trying to do the spot over in an ambiguous tone.
Mitsune inquired further about him.
"Then let's hear it! What does the Lord think!?
It's too fragile a question, and if you haven't listened to it before, you should never be able to answer it.
But Shinnon replied without interrupting his hair.
"It… doesn't bother me"
"Well... will your lord still think so..."
Mitsune seemed satisfied with the answer of the faithfulness, but somewhere she snorted sadly.
Shinto relieves himself of the way he looked at it and of the fact that it was the right question to ask.
What is the content of that question that he allowed to be centered on?
It had the pillow "about the future of the Toyotomi family".
Why could Shinnon have centered this question in different dimensions?
The answer is simple.
Because I have been asked the exact same question every time I whisk alcohol.
Namely, it was a testament above all to the fact that a man named Sansei Ishida was always guided by the Toyotomi family.
That began when Hideyoshi was alive.
In his case, it's not just "righteous" minds that can be described as superficial, such as loyalty to the great house of fame or benevolence for what he raised me from childhood.
In other words, it seemed faithful to the "Toyotomi" as they continued to demand their ideals as "the great name governing the heavens".
And he's serious everywhere about that "fulfillment of the ideal".
Faithfulness is not "personal greed" so far, I have never seen a person take the "interests of the home" thing seriously.
Every human being has a "personal appetite", such as "I want to be born above others" or "I want to be a big name".
Of course some people have that strength and weakness.
But when you take action against politics and the military, there is not a small amount of "personal desire" to say "which choice would be better for you".
But a man named Sansei Ishida doesn't have any of that "personal greed".
So I bought everything of my own volition to come out that it would be "dirty" or "hated" for that matter.
He further divided more than half of his time and hired a famous general named Kiyohiro Shima, a katana, to protect the Toyotomi family.
We do not hesitate to prepare for his castle, Sawayama Castle, which is his stronghold from Osaka to the east.
"It's all for Toyotomi."
It is no exaggeration to say that faithfulness is in love with such a harsh thoroughness of his loyalty.
But there were sadly few people trying to understand his nature like that.
It is not unfortunate to believe that, especially since childhood, there has been an unbearable burial with the warlords of Hideyoshi's children, such as Kiyoshi Kato and Normal Fukushima, who have been sleeping with them.
It was a tanuki named Tokugawa Jiayang that stuck to the crucible.
That, of course, is a well-known fact, even if it is not a wise Sang-seong.
Now even on this occasion tonight, Sansei, intoxicated by alcohol,
"Whether it's Shimatsu (Fukushima Normal) or Toranosuke (Kato Kiyoshi), how long have you been hanging out with him?
It's about Tokugawa, by the generation of their grandchildren, they're bound to crush every house… why don't you notice "
And he said and moaned about a future not far away.
While that tone includes resentment toward Tokugawa, it is full of sadness that can be described as sympathetic toward Kato and Fukushima.
Yes, Sansei Ishida believes it.
Together with Kato, Fukushima and other warlords of Toyotomi's benefactor, one day we will be able to help support Toyotomi as we used to...
Faithfulness doesn't stop me sincerely hoping to make such a day happen for you.
But somehow, when I thought about it, it was strange that my eyeballs would get hot at the irritation that would put the tung and the back of my nose on.
That was evidence that we know in the back of our minds.
I guess I'll never visit a day like that again...
The two of us are going to spend some time together.
I can feel the depth of their relationship in an endless conversation.
In the meantime, various emotions cling to the breasts of the faithful. For some reason, they're all just uncut things that make them bitter. But it's not him that gives such emotions and other expressions. He had a serene look at Sang Tzung that hasn't changed at all since the two of us started stirring up the liquor.
Sansei said to him like that only slightly down his voice.
"Yuanjiro. Justice doesn't always prevail in this world.
I mean, this battle... sometimes I lose. "
"Ishida-sama is weak... this is unusual"
Faithfulness gives an extremely natural look of surprise.
But Sansei seems to have a clear understanding of what it shows.
I laughed bitterly at my mouth and went on.
"It's okay, Yuanjiro. You don't want to lose with me.
But just in case, you always have to think about it. "
"If that's the case, let's hear it"
Shinnon smiled earlier, squeezed his mouth tight, and corrected his posture.
"If anything happens to me...
At that time, ask Hideyoshi.
This is it. "
That said Sansei bowed his head deeply.
to his actions, which above all are immediate,
"Dear Ishida, show your face"
And Shinji hastily tries to wake it up, but Mitsune doesn't listen to it.
And as I approached him, sitting still in front of him, I took that hand,
"It's a lifetime wish. Please. Say 'yeah'!
And I've begged.
His eyes run blood because of seriousness, and he snubs for tears.
"What more do you say now? That's obvious."
And Shinto answered by making sure he was pushed in half. But the answer is, of course, sincere.
Mitsune stares at such a faithful face. From its eyes, I can feel the temper to "forgive me if I'm lying," even though I'm one of two best friends.
And he said, "Is there a lie or something?" And he looked back at Faith as a loss.
"Aye, okay.
I know this is only a matter of concern... just in case. "
and walked away from Mitsune with the usual room in his mouth.
I saw how it was, this one too. The faithfulness that brought it back to the serene look of the usual,
"Master Ishida, I seem to have had too much booze. It's early tomorrow, and it's time..."
And I offered myself. Regardless, he's barely drunk or anything.
I cared about them.
"Oh, right. Next...
No, let's keep it. Now is the time to focus on the battle in front of us.
It's not the time to get depressed about the next booze. "
"Yes, but we look forward to seeing Ishida-sama again on this occasion"
"Me too. Yuanjiro, master of each other."
"Yes."
After such an exchange, Sansei left the room behind.
At this time, Faithfulness already knew.
Why he didn't make the next promise...
That it means "no more next time" …
"Dear Ishida... please, only life, please love yourself"
And even with a hundred understandings that the voice could not be reached, Faith had to be spoken of.
It was then.
"Dear Nobuyoshi... the stars are calling for you"
And I heard the voice of the Tenzo from outside the Tenzo.
"What can I do for you at this hour?"
"Anything about Hideyoshi, I want to ask you a few questions..."
To its content, Shinji's drunkenness cooled completely.
"I'll be right there"
By the time I said so, he had already left the room.
On a quiet Osaka Castle night, there was a loud noise walking down the hallway with a big crotch.