Reincarnation Life to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with the Adversity of the Successor of Tai Chi (formerly known as: The Dream of Tai Chi - Reincarnation War to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with Adversity)

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Celebrating September 13, 5 -

On top of historical facts, two days before the Sekigahara match...

I, Hideyoshi Toyotomi, who spent the night at Omihachi the day before, was on my way to Ogaki Castle, where Sansei Ishida was supposed to be waiting.

The day was already leaning westward, and the western day, which was completely autumnal, was something that felt comfortable.

Under such an autumn sky I am grabbed behind a talent trove and rocked on a horse, but its not comfortable riding as opposed to the sun. But in the soft sun, he could not help but accidentally close his eyelids.

"Dear Hideyoshi, someone is blocking the way"

The sudden consciousness that lingered on the words of talent came back to reality at once. And when I look in the direction of travel with my face slightly sideways from his back, two armored samurai do cross spears trying to hold us back from going.

"Follow me here and reveal who I am and why I'm here."

And when I gave him instructions to whisper to Talent, he snorted at it in silence.

"Stop!"

One of the two blocking the road commanded us out loud.

When the talent stops the horse a little in front of them, he goes down from the horse alone and takes the reins.

You decided there seemed to be no hostility to how that talent was, because the warrior who raised his voice earlier.

"We are the men of the Great Valley prison. As you know, we're in the middle of a war right now.

Then someone will be named. Otherwise, we can't let them through. "

And even though he called himself, he asked about us.

That's a leap forward in this war. I haven't neglected a certain courtesy for things like Yoshihei Otani's Hand, who left his name for future generations, or for a dubious child and traveler looking man to see.

So he answered them with his head low, though his talent also remained standing.

"This is His Royal Highness Hideyoshi Toyotomi Kunihiro, the man. The awkward man's name is Goro Mishima, his wife.

I came to deliver the letter to Lord Jibe Ishida. "

"Gorota Mishima" would be a pseudonym for talent.

I'm not sure why you used a pseudonym, but maybe when you're looking like this traveler, you decide to use this name.

But I don't think it's too grand for a traveler...

Now, the samurai who are passing us on the other hand, they stare at each other with a bluish complexion in their words, and they don't seem to have much to say about it.

See how it goes. The talent is

"I'm sorry, but this one is in a hurry.

Can you let me through?

And I asked politely. But even from the horse, I can see that the gaze is sharp.

And to that gaze, which they will not say whether or not, they finally turn to me and bow their heads to their talent in haste.

"No! This is rude. But wait a minute. We have to report it first."

And when I was told earlier by those who named me, I ran straight back the way we came.

Look at that back. I...

Well, you're right.

If you let the suspicious through without a report, you'll be scolded later...

I was thinking about things like that.

But in this situation, it's going to be a while.

So intuitive, I decided to think about the future.

The current position of the sun fits when it has already leaned heavily to the west and the shadows have grown longer.

"It's like the current state of the Toyotomi..."

And I almost inadvertently immersed myself in sentiment because of something extra, but aside from that, now is the time to know.

Perhaps it would be reasonable to think of it as about 3pm to 4pm due to the inclination of the day. Of course, I don't have any knowledge of the weather, so it's not that bad.

And this place now... but I'm pretty sure he's on East Mountain Road (now Nakayama Road).

I can't see the Awami (so-called Biwako) already on my left.

I mean, it looks like you should think of the lake as falling out.

Then it becomes between the lake and Ogaki Castle. Plus the right hand should be near some mountain because it's on a mountain slope.

Between Awami and Ogaki Castle, a mountain on your right...

Is this... near Unbreakable Seki...

If so, I can also nod that Yoshihei Otani's handlers are on guard nearby.

Because he should be in formation around there.

If that prediction is true, would it be about two hours from here to Ogaki Castle...

By the time you meet Sansei Ishida face to face, it could be about sundown completely.

... then it will be difficult to deliver the letter to Tokugawa Jiayang as well by the end of the day.

If so, spend the night at Sansei Ishida's and hurry to Tokugawa Jiayang first thing tomorrow morning.

That's how I had a plan.

If the judgment at this time were to "impose it on Tokugawa Jiayang by the end of the day"...

Regret does not stand first….

Now, as I was patrolling like that, I could clearly see a young man who couldn't get along with a boy flying his horse in armor and approaching me.

As he looked closer, he stopped his horse nearby and immediately put one knee on the ground after coming down.

"Successor Sasuke Yoshiyoshi, Otani Prison Department, is with his son, Sukeyoji University.

I have a message from my father. "

When I told him so, he raised his head, which he was lowering.

The young man named Yoshiji Otani was the owner of a voice that resonated well.

The face burns in the day, and the slightly connected large eyes reflect a dazzling burning ambition.

A vibrant armor that is different from the surrounding samurai suits the pulled body well.

A big sword at the waist.

I don't want to imagine, from an amateur's point of view, that the knife would be a considerable industry, long enough to make even a true two fishing bells.

Perhaps the age is twenty. Something like that there? It doesn't look so different from me in the original world, but the trick showed up badly as an adult.

I asked Yoshiji under my eyes, stretching his spine as far as possible, from the top of the horse.

Say a message from the Otani prison.

"Ha! I'm afraid I will. My father wishes His Highness as he sees fit. But as you know, my father is blind in his legs and eyes. I would like to ask His Royal Highness to welcome this Yoshiji to my father's ranks!

Again... I am already Yoshihei Otani, who is blind at this time, but I would at least listen to my voice and try to be authentic about my identity.

But has Yoshisei Otani ever heard my flesh as a child so discernible that she could only hear my voice?

And this young man Yoshiji Otani. Disgustingly polite.

So much so that I wonder if there's something behind it.

"Do you thank me that way, believing that I am Hideyoshi Toyotomi?

I put into question a question that could be taken for granted. Because I can't help but think that the words of talent will make me trust them.

Then the youth laughed and told Nicole.

"No! I don't know that! But don't be rude to the guests your father wants to welcome!

A refreshing illustration of Yoshiji wrapped me in sobriety.

I'm sure this young man is a good man,

and again a vulgar idea comes to mind that doesn't suit the martial arts society.

I have a cheerful voice for him.

"Um, well! Then ask for guidance. It's a waste of time, so hope to get around on the horse!

And, at the age of seven, he ordered it in a terribly grown-up statement.

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Proceed to turn back the way you came, Matsuo from Higashiyama Road

Go to the mountain path facing the mountain.

Light is blocked by the tall trees, and without talent and Yoshiji, it is a forest road that is likely to become thin.

But he didn't have time to be scared, and he arrived at his destination about five minutes after leaving the undamaged Guan.

There sits the frivolous samurai in a place of thought, but apparently resting for a battle to come, whose eyes are sharpened despite their relaxed appearance.

I distracted myself from those samurai and moved my gaze a little further away.

Then we found out that there was a large birdhouse and that this was apparently the site of a large shrine. I have no idea what the name of the shrine is, but it could be a great place to rest many soldiers.

Fumiya Yoshisei had recalled reading in something that he had moved the main formation towards Fujikawadai, suspicious of Hideaki Koyagawa's trends, on the morning of the Sekigahara match.

"Yes, there it is."

Yoshiji, who descended from the horse, began to lead the way on foot, so me and Jizo also descended from the horse and chased Yoshiji's back by trying to impress people.

The inflexible soldiers were circling their eyes when they saw me causing discomfort in the slaughtered battlefield, but I felt strangely uncomfortable, so I followed Yoshiji's foot as he lay low.

Going through the hangouts of soldiers who couldn't breathe, he goes out into a place so silent that he doesn't think he's in the same formation.

And it was set up in a small, high, hilly place to make even a sense of an unusual atmosphere.

A number of flags are erected around the perimeter, divided by white fabrics and decorated with the family crest "2 eagle feathers" representing the Otani family.

This is Yoshihei Otani's main unit.

I shook up unexpectedly.

Sometimes my feet became dull unexpectedly by the "main force" I saw for the first time, but I was overwhelmed by the great intimidation I felt from inside, one way or another.

"Please come inside."

Yoshiji called out to push my back like that. And as his voice pushed me, I, with my talent, drew the fabric apart and stepped inside.

And... the guy who was waiting for me was there.

He sits in the main unit, which can also be said to be too quiet, trying to break his leg on the pedestal provided in the deepest part.

I wear a softly white fabric from my head, and the only thing I'm letting peek at is those two eyes that have lost their light.

The fabric also protruded from the armor, but it was covered with a black vertical (hiccups) to wrap its entire body, and two butterflies, sewn in gold thread, were winged to sing freedom.

The man who made Sansei Ishida his best friend and, in historical fact, left a legend in this Sekigahara match...

Yoshihei Otani, was the man.

Slowly lift the neck that was a little nagging as we came in.

I guess it's already painful to even sit down. I think I can just move my neck a little bit.

Still trying so hard to welcome me in, he was already trying to turn an invisible eye on me.

Even if I'm the first person to see him in that painful way, my eyeballs get hot.

I'm a little trembling.

"I am Hideyoshi Toyotomi Kuen Chinese-speaking. I've come this far in response to the request of Lord Kosuke Otani."

and still stood up desperately to preserve his majesty.

Then Yoshihei Otani narrowed her eyes to the voice and spoke to me with a faint little voice.

"Oh... that voice is exactly Your Highness... do you remember the awkward man you only saw once a long time ago?

Did Yoshisei Otani and I meet each other once...

Of course you can't remember that.

Because I don't have any memories of excellence before I came to this age.

That's why I was so impoverished with answers. Should I answer honestly what I don't remember, or should I lie...

I guess you felt my stubbornness in the atmosphere.

Yoshihei laughed around,

"Hehe, that was when His Highness was little already, so I can't remember.

This has done something mean. I'm sorry. "

And he apologized for asking me.

It makes you feel like you're joking with my kid, and you don't seem very alert to me.

Then why did Yoshihei call me...

Did you really just want to make sure I was a "real" Toyotomi Hideyoshi?

I couldn't grasp Yoshihei's sincerity.

Instead of being blind, however, Yoshihei, whose sixth sense was quite sharpened, sharply perceived my suspicious appearance, holding up his trembling hand and inviting him towards me.

"Don't be afraid… I do not doubt Your Highness. I was wondering if you could come closer to the souvenirs of this Yoshihei underworld."

Even though I feel a lot worse, one step closer to Yoshihei.

The truth is, I think of mine as "fake," and it's bad sex to even think about not being poked with a short knife in my hand when I get close.

And it was the same talent that stood beside me, and his vigilance came from him.

Except in his case, unlike my bad sexual roots, it's probably from a sense of purpose that comes from being entrusted with me by Shinto Maida...

But that's our concern and so forth, Yoshihei, who is diligently making the call.

It was then.

"Something" flowing into me as I approached him gradually began to shake my harp line, only severely.

Yoshihei Otani's feelings... don't seem like it to me.

When I hand-controlled him to wait on the spot, he felt something.

Obeyed without resisting my restraint.

I restart my steps to Yoshihei so that I can take them step by step.

One step...

"Mercy" was felt from there.

One step...

From there I felt "nostalgia".

One step...

And the last thing I felt was "love".

And when I finally got to the distance until I heard Yoshihei's breath, Yoshihei's hand, who was making an invitation, touched my cheek.

The hand is also covered to the fingertips with thick caged hands.

But even so, his temperature did pass to the back of my mind.

Warm… that's the warmth that brings a hint of fire to my heart.

And it seemed the same for Yoshihei, who crushed his faint voice to tremble and leak.

"Oh... Your Highness is here..."

Then tears began to flow from Yoshihei's lightless eyes.

Meanwhile, those hands were stroking my head, ears, mouth and as if I loved precious beads.

"Around these ears and noses, I'm glad they resemble the starch, not His Highness. Hehe, the eyebrows look just like His Royal Highness Tai..."

"Love" and "loyalty" coming from his hands shook my heart relentlessly, and large tears spilled out of my eyes as well.

I made a big mistake until I got here.

Why Yoshie Otani joined as a western army...

I thought it was a matter of "friendship with Sansei Ishida", an extremely personal affair.

But the idea touched his hand now and reflected that it was a total mistake.

He was probably seriously troubled.

You took care of yourself to the end, doing what you had to do to reward your beloved master.

And I realized that the thought was the same as a clumsily loyal and straight man named Sansei Ishida. At the same time, from a man named Tokugawa Jiayang, I discovered that such a loyal heart was extremely superficial.

And it seemed to me that Yoshihei had decided to take Mitsuo Ishida's side in order to die of martyrdom at the heart of "rewarding the master".

I don't know what's right.

Which historical perception should be positive… such a thing was completely pointless in this setting now.

Because it seemed to me like Yoshihei's overflowing emotions were telling the whole story.

He must be feeling that beloved master through a body called me.

Maybe we're having a conversation.

Maybe he's pissed off that "Sakichi and you both do stupid things".

Or maybe it reminds me of a dream story I told my master...

"Your Highness... let's talk about the rest of our dreams in the afterlife. I'm coming with Sachi, so..."

If you listen, you'll also hear two men sobbing behind your back.

It seemed to me that the red skies of autumn that lay at dusk showed the trembling emotions in the men's hearts.

Soon after this, me and Giorzo headed to Ogaki Castle, where Sansei Ishida seemed to be.

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Around that time, Matsuo Mountain, directly opposite the land where Yoshihei and Hideyoshi met each other, was surrounded by slaughtered air.

"It's Sheng Zheng. Because this elite unit of Jingo Nakamitsu will be on this Matsuo Mountain, your widow should leave immediately."

A man named Jingou Zhongguo, with a distinctive face like a ripe egg, ordered him to look down on the man he called a thriving man with his lower back beside him.

"But... here we have arrived from Lord Ishida Yakitori, so as to cast a battle against the awkward..."

"Yea! fool me!! Are you willing to talk to me in the name of Your Highness? This is a conspiracy! Murder!! You disloyal bastard!

It was this man, cursing in an oddly high voice, who would later remain stigmatized as a "traitor," Kosakawa Kingo Nakanaka Hideaki.

When this happened, resisting would jeopardize my position, so I felt that Seijong - Seijong Ito, the castle owner of Ogaki Castle, was not only going from Matsuo Mountain.

One man who was watching from the shadows - Sadaji Okipei.

He is a man seconded by Tokugawa Jiayang as a guide for Hideaki Koyakawa.

"Well done. The boulder is the famous general of the heavens, Lord Jingu Zhongshi. I admire you, Sadaji."

Clear flattery is disgusting if you return the back. But without accepting it as disgusting, Hideaki seems to have taken it as a compliment honestly.

"It would be natural. As I assure you of the work of this Jingo,"

And he rang his nose, and asked for a report that would frighten him to his family.

It can also be said here that the fate of the defeat of the western army was determined, the Matsuo Mountain Fusion of Hideaki Koyagawa was formed.

With the news, Yoshihei Otani and his army will move their main battalion to their dead place, Fujikawadai, this evening.

I die of loyalty...

Such a grievous thought of Yoshihei was scattered the next day as a fountain of war.