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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6 Years of Celebration (1601) June -

In the temple house of Kyo, which had just opened, nevertheless several children and townspeople had come to the service of learning in the morning. Early in the morning, it wasn't just the temple house grounds, it was to clean the town of Kyo.

And when you look at Genji, who is also a master of horseback riding and military law, you all correct your posture,

"Good morning!

And I greet you well.

against them, Genji smiled as usual,

"Morning, you'll be fine in the morning. It's a good idea."

And, in addition to returning his greetings, he praised the cleaning.

Xuan Tong lives in a single room on the temple house grounds.

When he came to the stable on the property, he gently pulled the head of one horse from the cabin.

And across the horse, he rushes out for Osaka Castle.

With the morning sun on his back, he gripped the horse's reins so hard that he could whip his aching heart in his dreams last night.

………

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It was already after noon that Genji entered Osaka Castle.

Unlike when I came before, I am alone this time.

And I remember Tokugawa Jiayang was in the west circle at that time, and Osaka Castle was full of people looking for a street with him, both inside and outside.

But now it was different.

When Jiayang Tokugawa, arguably the lead actor, moved to Fushimi and moved his political stronghold to his castle and Edo, people also moved their bases of activity to those places.

Are some of them anticipating the future, or even those who have begun to have mansions in Edo?

In such a situation, Osaka Castle was still as quiet as a fall dusk, even a glimmer of grief.

Xuanton came through the west circle to the gate leading to Honmaru.

The gate is wide open, and he cannot be stopped in particular, knocking it around.

Then there was one young man waiting for him.

He asked him in a gentle tone.

"Do you want me to stay with you, Mr. Osaki?

A short distance from him, Genji stopped, answering in a courtesy.

"I don't know. That's Genji Osaki."

And when I answer, the look on that young man's face is slightly surprising. But the sophisticated trick is like smooth silk, and its calmly floating smile exudes purity and elegance as if it were blurred grass.

And when the young man walked toward Xuanzhen, he came to his eyes and thanked him deeply.

"I've been waiting for you. Master Hideyoshi is already waiting for you.

That's why I'm asking you to come and see me. "

After that, there is no conversation that seems to be particularly conversational, and they both keep their mouths shut, proceeding inside Osaka Castle.

But Xuanzhen wondered how nostalgic and comfortable his heart felt on the young man's back.

I never looked at my face often, but was it somewhere...

While I was thinking about that, I even came to the front of the room where Hideyoshi waited.

The young man stops there.

"So that's it, then."

And the young man sits down on the spot and puts his hands on the wax.

"Hmm, thank you for your kindness."

"No, it's a waste of time"

To the young man with a low back everywhere, Genji asked at the end.

"With that said, I didn't want you to give me your name.

As a souvenir of Osaka Castle where I met a good man, could you tell me?

The young man clouds his face only slightly for the inquiry.

Don't you want them to know your name...

Or do you have something to think about...

But the youth kept their faces turned away,

"Yukimura... If you call me that..."

And I told him to squeeze it out.

The voice is slightly trembling.

If you notice, you can see Shizuku falling flat on the floor at his feet.

"Lord..."

And, Xuanton is amazed at how it is.

Genji feels something of a nostalgia for the young man, but he doesn't know who it is.

The name "Yukimura" doesn't even sound familiar.

But the young man named Yukimura seemed to realize something. And I see myself, seemingly thoughtful enough to weep… the past I should have thrown away, the memories only in my dreams, squirm in his chest.

To suppress it, Xuanzhen entered the room without exchanging any more words.

It is not good for him to know that a young man named Yukimura, once a hostage at Kofi Castle, was watching from the shadows of the castle with admiration and respect for Seiyuki Takeda, who was struggling to protect Kofi's country. And then Yukimura, just seeing the figure and hearing the voice, could not forbid tears by already discerning who Genji was.

I just thought I was dead. A former longing being lives in front of me, with a calm smile on my face...

That alone made Yukimura feel so saved...

How thoughtless it was to say that the hostages, despite being greatly grateful to the Takeda family for their merit, have survived without being able to return it...

Such a fierce tear prevented Genji from realizing it at this time.

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Genji met Hideyoshi Toyotomi again.

Last time there was Souyoshi Ishida in that room, as well as a man from Hideyoshi's guard.

But now Hideyoshi is just facing Genji by himself.

- How much do you trust what it does...

and Xuanton was wondering in strange places.

And there's another strange thing.

Hideyoshi in front of me is only eight years old.

There is no way to know that Xuanto was "Seiyu Takeda," etc. Rather, it would be natural not to even know the existence of a person named Seiyu Takeda.

But from the eyes of Hideyoshi staring at the basement, with a touch of loneliness, I feel indescribable, like I know something about the basement.

- It would be amazing... anything gets suspicious when you get old...

And, Xuanton recalled, he once again bowed his head deeply to excellence.

"In response to Hideyoshi Hideyoshi's invitation, Mr. Osaki Hideyoshi."

"Lord Genji, you don't have to be so hard. As you can see, I'm just a toddler.

Take your shoulders off and talk to the children in the temple house. "

And, Hideyoshi waved, saying so to Genji.

In the words Xuanzhen turned his face, which was slightly stiff, into a gentle smile and raised his face.

Hideyoshi also looks at the face of its basement and smiles uncontrollably.

Xuanzhen didn't just feel his expression, but his heart felt like he was staying in the comfort of melting away. I can't even decide for myself whether to entrust it to my senses or to stay on it, like it's something to be inhaled. Since Xuanto became "Xuanto Osaki," even against the close Tsuno loyalists, he had drawn a line somewhere, but he did not know how to deal with the excellence of crossing the line on his own earthfoot.

In response to such a basket, Hideyoshi inquired in a tone as if he were an old friend.

"That's what happened when we met before, but Lord Genji always smiles, isn't he?

High-pressure attitudes, such as the obsession with the title "Heavenly Man" in the word, are unmistakable and imbued with hateful personalities that anyone can learn to be close to.

- The qualities of the one who is drawing His Highness Tai's blood, known as "Takashi"...

and Xuanton admired in his heart the difference between what he was born with, which he did not have with him.

And to Hideyoshi's inquiry, he also answered, pulling out his shoulder strength.

"Yes, let's say it's irreplaceable forgetfulness..."

Xuannon herself is surprised by the unexpected and snug answer. Then Hideyoshi also clouded his expression in the answer.

"I'm sorry if I reminded you of something so hard."

"No, it's fine. Besides, it's not hard to think about that person and bring it to your mind.

Rather, I only have good memories. Ha ha. "

"That's fine. That smile in the basement has a strange charm that calms the surroundings and is a great thing. I'm sure he had a nice smile on his face too."

"If you say that to Hideyoshi, the person will be happy in the afterlife.

Well, I did ask that there was a ritual that I wanted to ask you to do, but what the hell is it? As you can see, since you are a stubborn old bone, can you work to meet Hideyoshi's expectations... "

And, as Xuanton despised himself, the second half clouded the words.

Once fought out against rare heroes such as Nobunaga Oda, Ieyasu Tokugawa, and Kitajo Tsuji without a single step, Takeda Tsuyoshi's appearance of confidence and pride was not felt in fine dust.

After escaping the tragedy at Tianmeshan, it seemed that people had changed exactly. The fangs were pulled out, and even flying a flag out of the world again, kept the edge away from myself.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that even if the flowing Tosa was in turmoil, he had avoided strife, had no access to others, and had placed himself in a world far from the times.

That's how he met Toyotomi Hideyoshi, one of the central figures of the Sun Book, as he got lost in the mischief of destiny, and was told even further away to "do me a favor" himself.

Xuanzhen had neither the confidence nor the energy to respond to requests from those who could be described as heavenly.

However, Hideyoshi said something surprising about such a basket.

That's just one word too...

"Lord Genji... I know what you mean."

There was no unyielding innocent smile there earlier, and the tone was heavy.

Hideyoshi is squeezing his mouth and staring at Genji with a serious look on his face.

Those eyes bore a pitiful, sad color.

In those eyes Xuanzhen turned off his smile and found his heart closed again.

What the hell do you say you know...

Genji had a rough look and stared at Hideyoshi.

And Hideyoshi continued quietly.

"No... the truth is, maybe I don't know anything about it.

Because I wasn't there, let alone born. "

"Dear Hideyoshi... I don't know what you mean by that..."

Genji waves to deceive something.

But Hideyoshi...

Finally began to spill a large grain of tears from those eyes.

"Master Hideyoshi? What the hell is wrong with you?

Hideyoshi opened his mouth against the basket.

"History is cruel.

The question of when and where and what battles took place remains a man's affair and book, so that he can know.

But there is no way to know how many people have lost their lives and how many thoughts have been trampled on in one event of that history.

In that sense, I don't know anything.

No, more importantly, I felt like I understood, so it would be worse for us.

Lord Genji... If I can still do what I can, will it be my selfishness to respond to those who have been buried in that history and those who have stood on the table by history equally? "

"Why... why would it do that...?

And, Xuanton tends to interrupt so that he is pressured by excellence.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I bumped into this kind of stupidity to bump...

Before you ask the Lord, I want to give you one thing.

It would be nice if they thought it was an extra favor, but wouldn't you accept it? "

And, Hideyoshi took out one package.

It was a beautiful fabric and it was important to wrap something up, and Xuanzhen couldn't tell what the hell it was by the side.

"What the hell is this?

"Open the package and you'll see..."

And the basket held the wrap.

It was that moment...

- Goose...

In the moment I touched the wrap, a geese clearly appeared in the head of the basement…

It always appears at the end of that dream, that geese...

Hurry up and open that wrap so you can be scratched by something.

And I finally got to its contents, then...

It smelled fluffy...

The scent of that beloved orchid...

It was there...

She had a beautiful bunch of dark hair.

Ever since Xuanton Osaki, tears that had never been shown to others have overflowed.

And from your mouth you whimper like a scream without words...

"Awwwwww!!!

That's under his smile...

It was the dark hair left behind by Princess Butterfly.

Hideyoshi knew.

That there was a woman, Mrs. Hojo, who thought of her victory and lost her life in just nineteen years in the shadow of the Takeda family's demise...

And if Katsuyuki Takeda had lost that life at Tenmeyama, that she would never have known that the dark hair she cut herself had been delivered to Odawara Castle...

In other words, he wanted to bring this brunette to victory since he was convinced that a man named Gentoku Osaki was Katsushi Takeda, who was supposed to be dead.

For this reason, Yoshiji Otani was sent for use to Tadashi Okubo of Odawara Castle, and in the name of "I want to mourn Mrs. Hokujo," she pleaded with a letter saying that if her dark hair had been kept in that castle, she would like to receive it.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is now hostile to the Tokugawa family, but also to its ministers, to their outstanding gesture, which, albeit in writing, thanked them and requested them, Tadashi was struck hard and immediately accepted it, causing them to disappear inside Odawara Castle.

And it was carefully stored where the Hojo family used it as a collection.

The Okubo family discovered it and delivered it to Osaka Castle.

It is not surprising that the matter is regarded as an annoyance for Gentoku Osaki, who abandons the past that was Katsushi Takeda and desperately lives the present.

But Hideyoshi, who learned of the fact that Seiyoshi Takeda was alive, wanted to bring his hair to him in response to that thought of Mrs. Hojo, who accompanied Seiyoshi, her loving husband until that moment when she lost her life.

Its basement was now wrapped in such comfort that it was embraced by that arm of Princess Butterfly, who could not possibly be in the world.

Whether you're opening your eyes or closing them, that smile is directed at Genji.

But the next moment, the sight changed.

That's the sight of one day when the snow snows.

The state of prayer at Takeda Hachimangu Palace with her soul, which he can't possibly even know, comes desperately beating his hard-closed heart to pieces while still shattering.

- Victory to Lord Seung-Joon!!

- Master Seung-tak! Don't lose!!

Look at the basement now, that's how she inspires me.

Frustration, guilt, despair...

When all these blackish and viscous things that were covering him up, by her prayers, were purified, something hot crept up into the sensation of awakening, different from the tears that were pouring out of his eyes in his chest, a noble beastly soul that had been sleeping in him.

And beside the bunch of dark hair I hugged, I saw a single little piece of paper.

I pick that paper up with my other hand, rubbing its sweet eyes, and look inside.

Grunge's mind completely dissolved in its content.

- If Seung-tak and I are lucky to see each other again in the next life, I wonder if you could walk with me through the town of Kyou and take that dream to the next world, Butterfly Takeda.

and... it was written in trembling letters. Genji cried even louder.

"Uhhhhh!!

It may have been the first time in my life that I had given my heart to emotions so far, abandoning both shame and outward hearings. Still, he kept coming out with tears and whimpers on the spot for nothing.

Now I see the paper, the brilliant request I received from Genji.

Hideyoshi also started whimpering the moment he saw it.

And Hideyoshi squeezed out his voice as if it were trembling.

"Oh, what a small and beautiful dream...

If it is a world of Tahei where there is no battle, isn't it a dream that comes true as a matter of course...

How many people have to get hurt and die to make such a 'natural' world come true...

Lord Genji, I swear.

If this man is reborn in this world, then he will create a world where he can walk with his beloved anywhere in the Sun Book!

The two whimpers go on for a while.

Hideyoshi didn't feel that way then, as if he was gently embraced by something warm and big.