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My left cheek hurts so much...
Thousands of them... you really beat them up...
After finishing my meeting with Sansei Ishida, I was sitting on a western-style chair placed in my room trying to figure out what to do next with a hand wipe wet with water on my still red and swollen cheek.
But at the end of the day, it wasn't a good idea to let your emotions scold Sang.
You must have definitely suspected me, whether I was Mitsune or Starling Temple.
"Ahhh! What shall we do..."
I can't change my mind, I roar with my head alone.
"I don't care if it's past"
And there was no sound there. One man called from behind me at some point.
"Wow! Faithful!?
Looking back in a hurry, there was a look of Shinto Maida who even smiled as calmly as he did yesterday when we talked.
"Fortunately, Lord Jibu left Osaka Castle without any suspicion."
I stroked my chest down. But Shinobu enjoys my reaction like that, this time with his face up.
"But... it didn't seem like a good thing..."
And I leaked my sigh.
"Mmmm!? What is it? Put it on. Did something bad happen?
"Yes... apparently this meeting, the opposite of Hideyoshi's thoughts, has ignited the extraordinary determination of Lord Jibu to fight his inner government..."
"Hey, what!?
I held my head when I heard the whole conversation between Mitsune and Faithful after the meeting.
"Damn!! You know all about history, but you're useless! I am!"
Masochistic and mournful.
"The world is a mess..."
Mourn the ruthless world.
Mourn. Mourn. Mourn...
I dropped my shoulders more and more, mourning all sorts of things, than messing with them.
Faithfulness stares at that as usual.
I saw it on the sidelines. I...
"Is Faith Dos...? If you're good-looking, you're usually comforting here, right?
And I accidentally used a word that I didn't even know was better than to get acquainted.
"I don't know, does Hideyoshi want comfort? Or are you going to change your mind and be turned forward?
I rounded my eyes to that word.
The tone of faith is as serene as it has ever been.
But there was definite harshness there.
It felt like my teacher was coaching a student, and my spine grew pinned with conditional reflexes.
The faithfulness that saw it broke his calm face and gave him a full grin.
"That's the heir of the Heavenly One."
I saw that smile and felt a sharp pain like a swollen left cheek stretched with an invisible hand.
Well... Toyotomi Hideyoshi is a young man who deserves to be protected by risking his life. I have to be a "vessel" person just to make him think so.
And that's not all.
From now on you will have the opportunity to meet Tokugawa and other great names.
Just "ready" to cross with them should be an attitude and definitely show up.
If that's the "sweet" thing, it's definitely followed.
That comes directly to the factors that disadvantage me, so I have to pay close attention.
I had one shiver.
I want comfort...
He tightened his mind that he needed to reflect on himself with such sweet thoughts, as well as review the way he was going to behave standing.
"Then Master Hideyoshi... it's time for me to leave Osaka."
Fu, Faithfulness has spoken up. Was it my discretionary assumption that that voice color contained just a little loneliness? But at least for me, parting from the only person who understood me was very hard and lonely.
"Well... you're still going"
After this, he will wage a death battle with Hideyoshi Tokugawa's army in Shinshu, leaving that fame for future generations. That should be understandable enough for a head.
But more than that, the "fear of being alone" sentiment swirled through my chest, and it came out with my mouth shut.
"Yes, I have to go back to Ueda Castle and help my father."
Another weak bug is gushing through my chest. But I have just sworn to my heart earlier that I want to embody the statue of the "successor of the heavenly man" that he asks of me, just as I myself seek to be a "hero" in faith.
I smile in my mouth as I confuse loneliness and fear.
Unnatural...
Whoever sees it, it will be clear that it is "unnatural" and a making laugh.
But the young man in front of him never made a fool of himself when he saw it.
It's strange because it also seemed like you were praising me with warm eyes like that.
I told him desperately that I was going to tremble.
"You can't stand up and put your shoulder in Lord Yabe. You can call me a coward.
I just want you to believe this.
I respect faithfulness. I consider myself a hero.
Whatever history may be, I'm on the side of the faithful. "
The expression of faithfulness does not change at all. But from that eye, there is a definite love for me.
I want to believe that...
And that became evident when it became a definite word.
"Thank you for your kind words, I believe in you.
I'm on Hideyoshi's side, too. Whatever this battle comes to an end, it doesn't change. "
I hear the words and breathe.
I could see the unspeakable relief and joy sweeping away my weak bugs.
Well... maybe I was scared from the start.
The admirer in front of me hates me...
I get revulsion at my feminine self.
But that's reality.
Speaking of what I wanted, my fear of having timeslipped from the original world to this world has always dominated my mind for the past two days.
I don't have family, I don't have friends. On the contrary, no one even knows who I was.
Isn't it natural to be so anxious that you seem insane, no matter how thick your nerves are.
In the meantime, the only person appeared who understood me.
Few conversations were sent, and the time we spent together was short.
You will laugh spirally that "united by a hard bond" is a thinner relationship from the point of view of others than you can say when your mouth is torn.
Still, to me he is the "only one".
The word "salvation" fits perfectly, although it may be religious.
Who will understand this feeling of being told by him that he is on your side?
I feel desperate to cry.
It goes without saying that it is for the "manifestation of the ideal Toyotomi Hideyoshi statue" I swore to myself.
And against him, I still offered him my right hand with my little palm full.
It was out of a self-serving desire to express gratitude from me and to leave a testament to the firm bond between the two of them.
I saw it. The faithfulness is strangely comparing my hands to my face.
"Right." Shake hands "isn't in this era either. Faithful, give me your right hand like this."
"Ha... ha"
I grabbed that hand half as hard and shook it up and down forcefully against the prosperity that I feared offered its right hand.
"This is the 'handshake'. It is a sign of friendship with the other person. You should remember."
When I laugh nica laughs, I smile in disbelief.
At this time, like me, you can believe that it is an expression of his friendly feelings towards me that he is holding my hand back forcefully, too.
And I said goodbye to him. There's no more previous weakness there.
The reassurance that my admirers are connected by heart, even in distant lands, seems to have brightened my tone.
"Master! Faithful!"
"Master Hideyoshi is the one. Master."
This is how I experienced my first farewell in this world.
While it was lonely, it was full of joy to recognize the existence of a strong ally that compensated for his weakness.