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The story goes back to exactly when the clash between "monster" Tokugawa Jiayang and "righteous loyalist" Sansei Ishida began.
Me... Hideyoshi Toyotomi, unfortunately, was drawn to the Misty Hidden Talent Zone and rushed to escape towards the North Country Street.
In the meantime, I complain irrationally about my talent so as to clear up my depression.
"Talent! Can you do something with the Lord's Shinobi moves!?
"Please don't say something unscrupulous. Anyway, let's not stand out and get out of here fast."
And the talent blew away my stupidity vividly and proceeded to make sure my feet were between tall grasses.
Am I just too short… my surrounding vision is completely blocked by that grass. But talent is a lot, because there is no stray, and it goes on and on.
Besides, he's sinking his posture as low as my back length, and he's not just making that footsteps, he's not making any grass-crazing noises at all.
Although it is still unclear at this time whether or not it can be used for talent collection, as conveyed in my former days, I fully understand that I am a master of covert behavior based on the way things have progressed.
That said, following me from behind, I'm ruining my talent covert behavior because I'm making big footsteps and moving on as far as I can think of grass.
Instead, if he spills his stupidity on me from him, he won't be able to complain.
But unlike me, he didn't have to waste his breath to even go forward.
It is in that... at last the time has come...
"Who ah!? Who's there?!?
A little blurry, but a sharp voice came at us from the front.
I was surprised at the sound of that voice, but the talent quickly blocked my mouth.
From his voice, he seems to be a young man. But I can't even confirm what it looks like, and I don't know if I'm a soldier in this fight.
Most likely, a young man who is not a soldier is wandering on the battlefield at a time like this.
You perceived the danger to yourself, Giorzo stopped that foot perfectly, nodding his body small and wanting to see how it was. It doesn't even tickle and the signs are completely gone.
I imitate that too, hold my knees and nod small.
This attitude, no way...
I've read it in some book.
Must be one of the ninja techniques to hide oneself: the art of quail hiding.
By being round like a quail and not moving still, he overtakes his enemies… I remember it was such a ninja.
I waited on the spot, feeling strangely uplifted and turning up the sound of my heart, as if I had become a stone by the road.
In this way, the absence of the mind eliminates the very existence and completely erases the signs…
"Hey! What are you doing here? Ah? You guys."
In order to block the vain narrative in my heart, the youth of the Lord of the Voice appeared in front of us with grass.
As for the outfit, it would be as talented as it is, it is a bit shiny and quite skinny.
Again, as most people expect, it looks like a soldier, but its gear is extremely simple.
On a chest full of shapes, a thin, long spear. I'm not wearing a helmet, and of course I'm not perpendicular.
At his feet is grass on his bare feet, and from his appearance he shall be of considerably lower stature.
They were exactly what they deserved to describe as "miscellaneous soldiers".
The look on that look at us comes as a surprise, but I don't feel like killing.
Is it rather due to the prolonged tone that I feel tender?
I was only a little off guard from the atmosphere and stared at its face, but the talent next door seemed different. When I perceived the unsatisfactory atmosphere of talent, I shifted my gaze toward him, and what a position the hand was in to reach my nostalgia at all times.
That seemed to represent being ready to be slashed whenever there was a gap, and I shuddered unexpectedly.
"What are you guys doing here?
You haven't noticed such a talented killer, a miscellaneous soldier slowly approaching you in the same prolonged tone.
Letting the opponent be vigilant and talent loosen his expression, but his hands are completely nostalgic so that the miscellaneous soldiers don't notice.
As it is, there is a tragic sight in front of me...
It may be too late to think about it now, but I have no experience in the original world, such as killing people. More importantly, I'm not immune to something called "blood" so much that I fall over and rinse my knees and even see blood, I learn to stand still.
If there's anything that could kill people in front of me, it could be a deep wound to my heart.
I was stunned by the sweetness of my readiness, even though I was on the battlefield.
But while I'm persuading myself to be ready for that, this tender-looking mutt will probably fall on the blade of talent.
Besides, in the unlikely event that that miscellaneous soldier even makes a scene and gets surrounded by soldiers, what happens to our future... maybe they'll kill us.
On the way up, I stood between the Miscellaneous Soldier and the Talent Collector... and so on. Of course not...
Trouble…
I only have a few hours left, and I can do it for my kids, figure out how to get through this.
But I can't think of anything at all. Only sweat drowned vainly and my body trembled in a hurry.
"Hey, kid! You're shaking, aren't you? Are you okay?"
The spearhead of a seemingly gentle miscellaneous soldier is squeezed by me, and he approaches relaxation without even looking at a talent collection that releases a quiet kill.
"Why are you like a kid, little one, in here? And wear a beautiful kimono..."
Shit, apparently it's my kimono, and I'm gonna lose my identity.
And to that word of the miscellaneous soldier, the killing spirit of the talent became stronger and stronger.
If we come one step closer, Talent must jump his neck over it.
I try so hard to come up with words that could be the thread for a solution.
But something like that never came to mind.
No more time.
At that time… two words emerged, as if they were on the water.
Chick...
Kind...
In these two words, I flashed a "bet".
This is all I have left!
This is where I decided to depress my "good at" play.
Of course it doesn't change to be the same trilogy play as before...
I looked down and covered my face with my hands.
"Yeah... with the Kaka lords, it could be... frightening... help me."
And suddenly I started crying.
Besides, play the pathetic Wujia kid who got away with his parents...
If you're a gentle-minded young soldier, if you see a crying child, you must want to help.
Believe that...
Then talent comes on this play, too.
"This kid is right. I was a traveler, and I found this child alone, and this is how we decided to go all the way to Osaka, where this child's parents were waiting. But it looks like we're in danger… can you help us somehow…"
Because it's such a big battlefield, even if you're a traveler, you'll be stopped by soldiers before they get confused... but I play a kid who's even scared with a small voice.
Then the youth of the miscellaneous soldiers came with a troubled look and a word of sympathy.
"Oh... that's tough. I'd like to do something for you..."
Whoever saw it was a frigid play, but what a gentle-minded soldier that caught me.
But you must not forgive me here. I kept crying and shuddering, "Be frightened..." Talent has a tender back while giving up on me like that.
to that appearance. The youth of the miscellaneous soldiers,
"And anyway, this place is in danger. All right! Here's one thing. Leave it to this Kwon Guard! Cover your lords where they're safe.
And when he wanted one chest, he said, "Follow me," and in the footsteps he was accustomed to, he began to move slightly.
I raise my face and see my talent. Talent also looked at my face and nodded.
Now, I managed to hang out with the miscellaneous youth without being suspicious, but it hits the next question: should I keep following him on his back?
If you are talented, it will be possible to make you disappear at some point without making footsteps.
But there is no certainty that I can do that in the presence of a so-called "foot clump," and in the unlikely event that we find it, we will no longer be engaged.
In this Sekigahara where I am now, Tokugawa Jiayang and Sansei Ishida are stretching their grand ploys to move the army and defeat their opponents, whereas I am turning my head around to avoid engaging one miscellaneous soldier...
I can't help but feel sorry for myself as a "boy".
Whatever it is, only engagement must be avoided.
The other soldier has tender eyes that you can trust, and he says he'll take you somewhere safe.
I thought it best to follow him for one second, and I followed that skinny back.
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The name of the young soldier is Kwon Wai. It's with the second son of a famous man from a nearby village.
The famous lord… i.e. also being like the head of the village, he also has a last name, which he calls "Lin" in his house.
His village also includes the location where Uchita Hideyoshi and Governor Konishi were placed, and for this reason he is participating as part of Governor Konishi's army.
The problem with the neighbouring village is that it still exists in the village of Kwon Wai, especially with the namesake "plain".
The "plain" creeps into the Fukushima Regularity, and a young man named "Maoji," who is also the son of a famous lord, belongs to the Regular Army.
The troubles of the inhabitants these days, since Hideyoshi's sword hunt, have rapidly lurked in the shadows, but now that the social situation has temporarily become unstable, it seems to be on the table again.
They say the reason for the troubles between villages is so simple, it's the looting of food.
This battle, in particular, took place during what could be termed an unusual period of "rice cutting".
Kwon Wei gave me a spicy look and told me that I had to take it away to live, given the long winter I was about to visit.
The peasants are desperate.
Maybe they peasants who contend for "food" are more realistic warriors than warlords who list invisible things such as "loyalty" or "righteousness".
I don't know if such a muddy battle lurks in the shadow of a flashy battle of Sekihara at first glance...
In the midst of a dispute that was not an exaggeration to say "another Sekihara" in a certain sense, Kwon Wei was there.
By the way, I named him "Fujiyoshi," and said his last name appropriately "Kondo."
Because I can't possibly name the "Toyotomi" surname.
Kwon Wei never doubted me like that, and he easily responded to the chatter, proceeding so calmly on the plains that I don't think the battle has already begun.
The area is still wrapped in deep fog, and full-scale combat is probably still ahead of us.
Instead, in historical fact, I remembered that it started after the fog cleared, but something might have slipped away here as well.
I didn't even know that the "flaw" was the result of my actions, and I put my head to shame.
Going through the plains with the Kwon Guards, you enter a sloppy mountain path. At first it was surrounded by tall trees, but gradually its tall height slowly became lower, at some point, in a place where all the grass seemed to grow.
Kwon Dai, who still keeps going.
"My leg hurts already," I followed him desperately, wet in my kimono with sweat, in an atmosphere where I couldn't make a weak sound.
How far would it have gone?
The fog around is perfectly clear and the autumn sky and soft sunshine make us forget that we are in the middle of a war.
Such a landscape lasted for a while, with a refreshing breeze shaking the grass and a season felt by the sound of the leaves rubbing.
And...
When he suddenly opened his sight, a small plant was laid over the entire slope of the mountain, and it was like a green carpet, with a beautiful sight.
"Wow..."
I couldn't help but overwhelm my admiration.
As satisfied as I was to see its face, Kwon Wei said,
"Kakaka! Surprised? Kid, this is the village's prized field of medicinal herbs. What's growing up here, it's all gonna be a pill! That's amazing!
and brag about that thin chest.
Indeed, the green horizon spreads everywhere you go, this magnificent landscape comes to a "wow" word.
If you look closely, they each have different leaves, and I guess there are many of them.
"Actually, this field was ordered to be made by Lord Nobunaga Oda. After all, those who rule the heavens can do what they do!
Oh my... that Nobunaga Oda put a field of medicinal herbs in this mountain...
It was an embarrassing story, but it was an opportunity for me to feel the finesse and greatness of Nobunaga Oda in front of me, who was ignorant about the industries of this era and so forth, even the fields of medicinal herbs.
With such admiration, suddenly a high voice clinging from behind me.
"Ah!! I'm home!!
Looking back at the one with the fuzzy voice, there is a girl running towards Kwon Wai, smiling. When I found the girl, Kwon Wai, who broke his face so sunny in the fall sky,
"Oh! Bruises! Were you a master!?
And I hugged the girl I called bruised.
The girl, like Kwon Wai, is skinny, but her face is round and adorable.
Would you be as old as I am... it's just that the clothes you're wearing seem to have connected the worn out and can't be described as beautiful in your compliments.
"Yes! I was doing fine! You look great!
And he seems happy to be reunited.
I don't know if they were caught in a fight one day, but I guess it's been a long time since I've seen you face to face.
I feel smiling and stare at that for a while.
Then Kwon Dai spoke to me.
"Whoa! Kid. This is my sister's bruise. Make friends with me.
Bruises. This is Fujiyoshi, the son of a Takeshi family called the Kondo family. "
And, with the bruised head ruined, I introduce you.
I turned my best smile to bruise.
But...
Wouldn't it change that even in this day and age I'm not liked by girls...
The bruises that glanced at me changed the smile I had earlier directed at my brother, in an aggressive tone, and said it unilaterally.
"I don't like bruises!!
"What...??
Suddenly I took a step back and blued my face.
On the contrary, the bruises unleashed an astonishing word to get out and chase him one step ahead.
"Especially when a guy like 'Tatsuo' is a pain in the ass!!
It's been a scattered encounter, but this meeting with the brothers and sisters of Bruises and Kwon Wai is going to make a big difference in my life after this...
That is still a story ahead of us.