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Chung-hye Matsuhei has always been convinced of everything.
- To your father, you are an unwanted child...
and…
Still, when he was young, he didn't even think about it that way.
But it was all so strange that I always asked his mother about my condition.
- Why didn't I get adopted?
- Why can't I live in the dark?
- Why... why can't I see my father...?
Whenever I bumped into these innocent questions, his mother looked at him like she was in trouble.
Every time I saw my mother's troubled face, I remembered that his heart was closed.
And...
By the time he was able to figure things out for himself, his mind was completely icy.
I feel no grief, no suffering, and no hatred.
Of course, I never feel joy or even fun.
I don't think it's beautiful to see flowers.
I don't think eating top notch food tastes good.
He lived a ruthless day simply eating to live and sleeping to live.
But...
It was different then when I went to see the Toyoku Festival when my accompanying elder Daikubo An took me to see such a loyal hui...
- What the... this sight...
It has nothing to do with men, women and men or official positions. Everyone is dancing. Everyone is smiling.
Everyone is burning up and glowing brightly.
I was honestly touched by the sight and my chest jumped.
I wanted to get into the dance circle in front of me.
- What would this emotion be...
- Why am I so heart-moving...
In an attempt to melt his frozen heart that way, his heart was burning up just as hot as the festival's fervor.
And there was this person in the middle of what was in his eyes...
- That's... Hideyoshi Toyotomi...
Toyotomi Hideyoshi shined in his eyes.
I could hardly even stare at the glare.
It's like...
It was the sun itself.
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Celebration 11 (1606) September 15 -
During the still hot season, Osaka Castle was dazzled with ornate decorations.
"Sousuke Matsuhei has arrived!!
When the original loud noise echoed in the castle as Kiryu was picking him up to Kyo, the ladies waiting in line lowered their heads simultaneously.
"Welcome aboard! Dear Sousuke Matsuhei!!
When a voice matched beautifully, Zhonghui, fourteen years old at this time, was so surprised that he seemed to inadvertently lose his hips.
"hey... what... this..."
Zhonghui wasn't the only one who accidentally opened his mouth. The ministers of the Matsuhei family, who entered Osaka Castle as his offering, also gave a startling look, some of which appeared to be Nagaan Okubo.
What is that sight that jumped into their sight like that...
A bright red carpet from where I entered the front door. What will be called "red carpet" in future generations was stunningly laid in the corridors of the long Osaka Castle, on both sides of which all the ladies were aligned in what would be called "made-up clothing" for future generations.
"Ha ha!! You look amazed!! Sousuke Matsuhei!
What a show from behind with a teasing big, bright big laugh like the Midsummer Sun...
"Dear Toyotomi Right Minister!? Holy shit!!"
Yes, Toyotomi Hideyoshi was that person. On a pure white top hanging, they spoke from behind Zhonghui without refreshment filled with blue tongue and cleanliness.
And Hideyoshi continued with a grinning look.
"'Minister of the Right' and so on, they're so tough! Good Lord Hideyoshi! It doesn't matter what you call me! Ha ha!
"Ha... ha... but..."
"Don't be cheeky! Instead, let me call you" Lord Zhonghui "too! Isn't that great! Ha ha!!
Soon he lined up beside him and put his hand on his shoulder, Hideyoshi was too thankful to welcome his older guests.
Still, starting with Zhonghui of the day, not everyone in the face of the Matsuhei family feels uncomfortable, but rather relieved from the tension, it is the business of this Toyotomi Hideyoshi person to make him attractive.
And Zhonghui, who was not at first, was also slowly starting to loosen his mouth.
Because this man named Chung-hye Matsuhei is a man who is not good with people because of his dragging ideas. That, too, can only be said to be influenced by his birth, which has been neglected and alienated from his father Tokugawa Jiayang since he was a young child.
His eyes, which he can't really look into the other person's eyes and talk to, occasionally see the side of Hideyoshi, shined because at the bottom of his mind he showed that the figure that seemed to "want to be like this" was just Hideyoshi himself.
"This is a faithful reproduction of what all our Akashi climbers have seen in a distant exotic country! What do you say!? That's amazing!"
"Su... wow..."
"Ha!! Right! Right! That's why I'm here!
I want you to feel like you've never seen, heard or eaten before!
"Hey... why... right?
"Why? It's..."
An outstanding request to keep turning a full grin on Zhonghui, such as the still amazing too dreamy.
The answer to such an outstanding, Zhonghui question...
"Because it's more fun!!
was.
- Fun... what the... why...
I have no idea what that meaning is in his heart frozen.
Still something asleep deep inside of him seemed to be about to wake up, and he felt the pain of being able to pinch his chest.
Hideyoshi Toyotomi enters his mind unconstitutionally like that, and somewhat with earthfoot.
Every time I saw that side, he himself was most perplexed that his closed mind was going to ice melt away a little bit.
Thus the confusion of the mind that struck Zhonghui Matsuhei was no longer a confusion by the time the response finally began.
The ice, which covered my completely broken heart, no longer evaporated even its moisture, and my heart was completely thirsty.
- I want to see more!
- I want to taste more!
- I want to have more fun!
It was the innocent heart of a boy who rounded out such an obvious desire that he was quietly waiting behind his chest for that awakening time.
And Hideyoshi Toyotomi entertained Hideyoshi with the best he could do now so as to meet his muddled desires.
An exotic "snake-grabbing," like a whistle calling a venomous snake out of a pot.
A concert using Western instruments.
Local cuisine from all over the world, behaved by facades of the school.
And...
"Come on!! Everybody! Dance!
"Toyota Dance" started with Princess Kofi's hanging voice.
I saw it at the Toyota Festival, that dance that struck his heart so hard...
Everyone dances out in unison.
There are no Toyotomi or Matsuhei.
I don't have a housewife or a lady.
Everyone on the spot danced.
There's a glowing smile and sweat.
But it was still nothing more than an admiration, and he was alone in that circle.
But...
"Sa!! Uncle!! Let's dance together!!
When Chihime turned her uncontrolled smile to Zhonghui, she put his hand into that circle for the strong.
I don't know how to dance. I haven't even danced in the past.
Still...
Wonder and body moved naturally.
My heart, my desire, dominates his head.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
and inspired him violently, as if beating a drum.
His chilled out body also responds, desperately keeping his hands and feet spinning.
Then…
He realized that what he had felt until then had disappeared at some point.
It's...
Loneliness...
Now he...
I got a real place.
Emotions that boil with such feelings.
He blew it out of his mouth.
"Fun!! I am now!! This is so much fun!!! Ha ha!!
It wasn't just Toyotomi Hideyoshi beside me who saw Zhonghui's smile that I could play that made my heart jump.
Someone who has been supporting Zhonghui since he was a child...
Yes, the accompanying homeowner, Chief Okubo An.
He also heard Zhonghui's smile and words and was surrounded by excitement he had never tasted in recent times.
And as a result of playing his specialty buckwheat, he led to one answer.
- Toyotomi, who's supposed to be dead... he's still going to entertain me.
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