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Celebration 11 (1606) Dec 18-
Under the direction of Sasuke Monkey, the faces of Shigemitsu Maida, who had each been scattered around and aspired to Nagahama, gathered at a teahouse that would serve as a predetermined base, already after dusk, the area was surrounded by pitch-black darkness.
"Already one of the travelers from Izu seems to keep a curtain on the outskirts of the city"
"Uhm... first take a day tomorrow, and is one of those truly aimed at Lord Echimae's life, and at the hands of the wind demons? How about we figure it out?"
When Rokuro Haino, the same staff officer, proposed to Rokuro Hozuki's report, everyone agreed with it, and this day, as usual, disappeared into separate inns. At this time, however, although they did not put it in their mouths, they were all equally anxious that "they would not let out their tails so easily".
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The next day, that is, 19 December.
The day is supposed to be divided into a few hands to explore one of the travelers' seats.
In the meantime, Misty Hidden Talent Zone would be responsible for asking people all over the city of Nagahama, and he chose to give them Shigezo. There's only one reason he chose Tenzo. That's because Tenzo is so silent that you can say it at all, and you don't have to worry about it. From Tenzo and Yuri Kamanosuke, who was known to have had his mouth pointed, he was supposed to act with his fellow fighter Hitoshi Nezu, and there was no stronger backlash, and the two of them rolled out all over the city.
It was them who started listening quickly, but when it came to what I found out there, it was just that they were one of those who entertained the now-fashioned women's kabuki, and there was hardly any such harvest.
It should be noted that "Kabuki Dance" was supposedly made popular by Izumo Akuni. At that time, the dancers of women who imitated the dance and the players who mock them with three sides, drums, etc., appeared one after the other throughout the country, setting a tentative stage in the city for entertainment.
There was nothing beyond rumours that they, too, were multiplied by the epidemic, and no one in the city could imagine that it was a taste of the vicious sneak that was planning the assassination of Hidekang Noboru, the son of the great lord, who would come to the land two days later.
It was a fog-hidden talent trove that had been listening until noon, but you realized you couldn't get a powerful clue, and you left the bustling city and started pointing that leg towards the outside. Though the offering Tenzo was strangely necked, he still doesn't put it out in his mouth and ask him anything, and he comes after the talented back in silence. Talent is his favorite of all these things. If the offering at this time is around Yuri Kamanosuke, say, "Why? Why?" He will be quiet and clumsy. Just imagining the incident, he unexpectedly learned to tremble.
Cloudy skies on this day.
The two at least walk west, exhaling in a white breath through the cold air where they can feel the cold. And as he gradually moved away from the hustle and noise of the city, Giorzo's mind became at rest.
"Thanks a lot of people get drunk..."
Without anyone, talent snaps like that.
Being more of an Iga ninja than the former, he was not only not good at collective action, but also not accepting the crowd itself. In that regard, Sasuke Monkey is only a Koga ninja, and it is in the group that he greatly demonstrates his strength, and is also capable of acting enough to jump himself into the circle of people. If I tried to be talented, I couldn't believe Sasuke's feelings like that, as well as envy that trait that I didn't have with me.
From this point of view, it was clear from anyone's eyes that Misty Hidden Talent Zo and Sasuke Monkey were, so to speak, "water and oil" and were no longer compatible friends from birth.
But they always acted together, not leaving under Yukimura Maida.
If you are two people with excellent talents together as a sneak, each seeking another master must be immediately acceptable. Nonetheless, the surroundings were not surprising that the two of them were spending time together as they hung out without leaving under Happy Village.
But apparently they are the same, but they have both suffered with him like iron drawn to a magnet called Komura Maida.
Well, I slowly walked away avoiding people, and what I saw ahead...
Yes, it was a tentative stage for an example.
"... are you coming in...?
For the first time since his arrival, Tozo spoke to Misty Hidden Talent because his actions were unexpected and bold.
But the liver of the talented sat everywhere, and he answered not the inquiry, and when he showed his niggles and grins to Tenzo, the next moment he paid the receptionist two pennies and disappeared into the thickly covered curtain.
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The inside of the tabernacle was the pleasure of the dance, wrapped in a different liveliness and enthusiasm than the rest of the city.
Still, for about twenty spectators, there is no fear of people coming into contact with each other, unlike the rest of the city, as each has its assigned seat. That seemed fortunate for the fog-hiding talent of the haters, who slowly took their seats in the blue face when they were listening all over the vibrant city, turning back their blood.
It should be noted that the two of them had been assigned so-called last seats at the rear, partly because of the small amount of money they paid, but they did not come to see the dance more than the original, but rather seemed convenient in the sense that they could look around. Talent looked around in a calm manner.
"Is the customer... ok..."
Even the faint voice of a talented man, who can't stand his buckwheat ear and tremble his tympanic membrane, was sharply listened to. From this it can be seen that his talent as a sneak is also extraordinary. He shook his head vertically to agree with Talent's opinion.
Apparently, some of the twenty or so male guests on the spot are not lurking in the sneakers.
… and it was then.
- Waaaaaa!!
Several dancers emerged from the stage sleeves wondering if the audience cheered that
"Hmm... this is..."
Unexpectedly, the talent leaks a surprising voice from the tip of his throat without thinking. It was directed at the women, the dancers, all dressed in red kimonos, neatly aligned on the stage.
"... shield..."
And to that one word uttered by Shizukuzo, he left his expression intact, angry behind his eyes. The reason for that anger is that it cannot be considered a sneak from those dancers, that is, because they are "normal people". I mean, there's only one thing I can think of from this...
- They must be used for The Shield of Man.
That was it.
More sneaky is not necessarily good at individual combat abilities. Rarely have some of them excelled in swordsmanship and martial arts, but such sneaking is very rare. Because much of their training time had been tilted towards improving the capabilities necessary for the performance of their tasks as a sneak. That is, how to travel without making any noise, how to sneak into a robust castle or mansion, and how to just kill one person, something completely different in quality from that of the inflexible samurai who rise up the world with one spear.
The same was true of the ninjas feared by the world: the wind demons.
In other words, in case this stage is a riot, even an army of wind demons with some numbers, the minutes are bad depending on their opponents. So it is more obvious than to see the fire that when they are slaughtered, they will disperse the dancers who are now presenting their luscious grins to the audience in front of them.
The dancers must know nothing about it.
Once again, Giorzo stared at them.
- Poor thing... you're holding some weakness, being danced...
That's what I felt when I looked into the dancers' dead fish-like eyes. The mouth and expression show a demonic luster that seduces the gathered male guests, but the sadness and anguish lit behind their eyes could not be hidden. Perhaps they are the ones who have taken their children and parents hostage or have been brought to the debt of their husbands and brothers.
If that were the case, there would be a place where people could pass by the brutal ways of the wind demon, with verses unexpected to people, and the talent was desperate to contain their anger emotions, as if they were no longer deciding things.
And the idea turned to certainty at the next moment.
Now when the players showed up from the stage sleeves, they lined up on the dancers' backs. That number is about fifteen. They were variable in gender and age, but against all of them, Talent felt the same 'smell' as he did. That means, in other words, that all the players are the same sneak as him or the one who got that workout. It was that outpouring that was all but a rash of travellers, but its forged, noiseless footwork and undisturbed breathing were all that I could think of as eloquent words that they were not ordinary people.
And the placement was exactly what was good for taking the dancers as shields, and that was exactly what Giorzo deduced. Furthermore, at the same time as the dance began, he felt talented about ten people surrounding him outside the curtain.
- You're gonna turn this stage into a battlefield.
It should be noted that this temporary stage is set on the banks of Lake Biwa, and the audience seats are built on its back. In other words, in the unlikely event of a slash within this curtain, it is easy for those on stage to escape, but the audience can say exactly the rat of the bag.
Plus a thick curtain covering this stage. Even the sound of it is such a mechanism that it disappears in this curtain.
Sometimes some folks hate "female kabuki disrupts the wind discipline," and this curtain, which does not allow them to know what's going on inside, neither in their eyes nor in their ears, would be something they deserve to feel well taken into account if they tried it on the townspeople. But if I returned it, I couldn't know what was going on inside.
I mean, these facts show, it's just one thing.
It's...
- Are you going to do it in this...
In other words, within this curtain, it was a matter of daylight grandeur and the assassination of Hidekang Kōjo.
And if this reasoning is correct, there is one more thing I can say.
It was that "Hidekang Nojo is supposed to appear within this curtain for some reason".
- If we slaughter each other here, only Lord Echimae must protect us.
with the idea that
- Or rather than eliminating the curtain itself by the day after tomorrow.
The idea also came to mind on the other hand.
In other words, "protect Hidekang Nojo, who will come to see the dance, in this curtain" or "crush this seat before Hidekang Nojo arrives"?
It was clear that one of these two would have to be chosen, but at the moment it was impossible to decide in him which of those choices was best.
But...
It is soon after this.
One of those choices will collapse in him even "by a certain sight" brittle.
And the sight began when a man appeared from the left hand side of the stage to proclaim the beginning of the dance.