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5 Years of Celebration (1600 A.D.) August 21 -
I failed to complete the meeting with Sansei Ishida, I… Hideyoshi Toyotomi was stuck in his room as an example, and I was stunned.
Fortunately, the loud Chihime is not in this room today.
It was the best situation to quietly think about the following by yourself.
... but...
I can't do anything!!
Needless to say, this is a major factor in making me bored.
"Yes! What am I supposed to do!!?
There was no more to hold this head than to grieve.
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As a matter of fact, since yesterday, when I ended my meeting with Sansei Ishida and broke up with Shinzuki Maida, I've been desperately thinking about hitting my next hand.
We don't have much time!
Such a sense of impatience swirled in my mind and kept whipping me to work my head anyway.
So I decided to cut another "card".
It was to meet with Maori Huiyuan, the general general west of "nominally".
I'm trying to move to a quick execution, just like yesterday's evening time, the day before.
"Hideyoshi is one of Maori's best words."
and pleaded innocently to my mother, the starling temple.
Sweet starch for me. I'm sure you'll accept it quickly, it was high (or not) that way, but the response was unexpected.
"He doesn't want to see me."
In the usual serene tone, my request was simply rejected.
This was a huge surprise to me, as well as a powerful impact like the one I had on my hands and feet.
He didn't even tell me why, but Maori Huiyuan didn't accept the meeting with me.
"It is a waste of time"
And I also heard that it leaked.
But I can't say any more to the starling temple.
Even scolding Sansei Ishida could have led to some suspicion. Any more words and actions that would be perceived by the Temple should be cautious.
However, there were very few opportunities for me to make contact with others left behind after losing two adult "once": Shinzuki Maida and Shinto.
It's always about my nanny, the Ozo Directorate… I've never talked about it at all, but I'm definitely not a good type. Besides, it doesn't seem like she always had a pipe in the back with her big names and warlords. Even if there were, it would be about a seven-handed group (horseback riders who were guarding Hideyoshi Toyotomi).
When it comes to the seven-handed pair, it is all aligned and silent… even if you say hello, you just keep your head down silently.
I can't talk about this. Besides, there must be no such thing as an easy connection between the big names and me.
This means that it has become impossible for me to use adults to meet with Maori Huiyuan and other great names.
Of course, if I'm the little bird in the big bird basket called Osaka Castle, I'm free to walk outside and meet him in person...
"Damn!! Oh my god!!
Once again, I was angry at my "stay put" fuzziness.
And the next day, the situation didn't change at all, and we were pushed into a situation that seemed like nothing more than trying to turn our fingers around for a moment and a looming war.
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Well, that's the middle of it. August 21. Until after noon that day, the situation has not changed at all.
We can't help but talk about nature and the increasing number of times we reach out to the Competitors.
I got frustrated and as I stepped down from my western-style chair, I started to wander around the room.
There's a big window in front of me.
I was thinking back to my old world.
It is common in emerging residential areas, the window of the house next door as soon as the window is opened… my house was built just like that. When I opened the window in an attempt to change my mood, I also felt like it was kind of a long time ago when I was irrationally cheeked up in a bowl with my childhood friend Asako Yagi from the next window.
Actually, it was a long time ago in this day and age of mine...
With all that crap in mind, I subtly opened the big window in the room.
There...
There were people's faces...
I close the window gently.
And I took a deep breath.
This is the fifth floor. It is about 60m high.
People's faces out the window... don't be stupid like that.
"It's an illusion."
I had a dry laugh and decided to just try to open the window again.
I'll open the window that's in pull-down format so I can be sure softly.
There were still... people there.
A man wearing a black outfit stands on one knee and stares at the edge of a tall column (a balcony-like corridor on the top floor of Heavenly Guard).
Covered with a black cloth all the way to his face, only his sharp, glowing eyes are pointed this way.
"Hino!!
Unexpectedly a short scream comes out of the bottom of my belly with my mouth.
This is not an illusion! Then... it's a dream! Dream on...
I tried to follow my cheeks in a prayerful way but it does hurt. Very unfortunately, apparently, it's not a dream.
So why are there people here? It's the temple of Osaka Castle in Heavenly Castle, isn't it?
At this time, there was only one "reason" on my mind.
"Hideyoshi, assassination..."
The moment this thought came to mind, sweat erupted all over me at once.
And the moment I consciously saw the man in front of me, I felt his eyes gleam for a moment.
I was so full of shivering voices to say a word as I learned to stand still.
"Ha, help me..."
And he's about to lose consciousness and fall straight back.
That was short... my life as a brilliant favor... and with that in mind, I tried to lose consciousness.
But when I wondered if the strong force had supported my back, my body was held up all at once.
When I open my eyes, a man in an earlier outfit holds me.
And with a gentle low voice that doesn't look good from that scary outfit.
"Good. The awkward were told to help Lord Hideyoshi."
And he talked to me.
"Huh? What do you mean?
I wake up to that tenderness. But still, I looked surprised and stared at the man's face.
Then the man who took his hand off me opened his right hand and offered it as he took a step back.
"This is... no way..."
Surprised at me. The man continued with the same kind voice he had earlier.
"Awkward man is Misty Hidden Talent. By his life to his husband, Sashin Maida Left Gate, he came to help His Highness. This is proof of that."
And look at the right hand I gave you.
Shake hands… definitely a custom not yet in this day and age.
And there's one human being who can know that...
Nobuyasu Maida, the man I taught myself to shake hands with!
And the name of the man who came to help me is Misty Hidden Talent Collection... one of the men who in future generations will leave that name as "Shinobu Maida"...
That person came to help me. So...?
The cold sweat earlier replaced all the hot sweat.
"Whoa!! Yay!!
Joy exploded from the bottom of my belly and heart and came out as a gutsy pose.
And when I grabbed the offered right hand with both hands, I shook it forcefully up and down.
"Please! Nice to meet you!!
I remember being so moved by the emergence of new allies that the path that was dark opened up all at once.