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Soon, the snow snowed out.
When Naoke Kazuo leaves, he realizes that he is both physically and mentally frozen.
Happy Village drank a lot of the liquor in his hand, trying to at least warm up his body alone.
And it was also the moment he thought so, trying to move that body to the floor again.
"Maida Left Gate Hall. May I ask one thing?"
With an unfamiliar voice, he was stopped.
Yukimura drops her gaze on the bearer of the voice. There sits a tough looking young martial artist with a crisp expression and a small head down. And before Yukimura tried to ask him anything, a young martial artist opened his mouth.
"I'm late for my application. My name is Kojiro Ichikura."
"Well... with Lord Kojiro Ichikura..."
"Yes, the Kamikura Kamikaze is in my father's hands. Today, on behalf of my father in the hospital bed, it depends."
When it comes to the Kanjutsu Ichikura, it's a side near the side of the Dada Sect that I don't have to say. It is no exaggeration to say that if there is a Naoke on the side of Uesugi Jingsheng, there is a Ichikura landscape on the side of Dada's political sect. A tough young warrior in front of him is the son of that unikura landscape, which may be called "Minoku's famous warrior". The fact that its brilliance and bravery would stand out at first sight was fully understandable even in Yukimura Maida, who did not have the opportunity to look at people very closely.
Yukimura Maida flogged her mind, which had been steeped in the sentiments of earlier times, to face Hikaru Ichikura on the so-called "outer surface".
"What can I do for you, Major General Dade?"
"I hope so. I have been instructed to take you to your room."
At this time, the Dade Sect has already left the large hall where the wedding took place and moved to a separate room. Apparently, Yukimura Maida was invited to the room. You can't even tell what you want from him at this point, but even if you say no unobstructed, that makes it horny.
Happy Village never thought about it, and shook his head vertically in a big way and replied, "Well, thank you," and followed him to the back of the Kamikura Reindeer.
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"Whoa, are you here? Have a drink first."
When Yukimura Maida entered the room, it was the person who had a heavy, low voice that echoed directly into his belly, the Dada political sect. The person.
Deserving of being called a future generation "Cyclops," the atmosphere that overwhelms the beholder released from him is precisely the "Dragon" itself, from one eyeballed eye feeling like a creepy gaze that sees invisible parts.
It is clear that you are not the only one at first sight. Still, a man named Yukimura Maida is also a young man with experience crossing between rare Hideyoshi Toyotomi and Jiayasu Tokugawa.
When he sat with a smile on his face, without being drunk by the air unleashed by the political sect, he drank all the liquor from the cup offered.
"Hmm. Isn't that a nice drink? I don't know how to be a man."
In an upbeat manner, Zhengzong said to the Shirakura Reishi behind him, Reishi said, "You are absolutely right!," he replied with a loud voice clinging to during a quiet winter night.
And Yukimura put the cup in front of him and said, "Master Dada. Congratulations on this one…" when I nearly bowed my head.
"Oh, my shoulders are stiff today with all the hard greetings! Yu, Maida Left Gateway Monsa. Can you hold my shoulder?
And, the Dada Sect blocks the words of Happy Village. And in all its contents and things, Yukimura unexpectedly opened her eyes wide.
So much so that I accidentally doubted my ears that I could not have misheard something, the political sect said it without any hesitation. By way of jury, Yukimura was very disrespectful to Yukimura Maida, who is participating in this wedding as Hideyoshi Toyotomi's nominee.
But the political sect doesn't seem hairy, such as intending to withdraw the word. I'm staring at Happy Village with my nigga and my mouth horn up.
- It's being tried...
It would not be impossible for Yukimura to have guessed. In fact, that gaze of the Dada political sect seemed to be at the price of a man named Yukimura Maida.
But Yukimura's body doesn't move. No, it would be more appropriate to say "unable to move". He had completely stopped that body from moving, like a frog stared at by a snake.
Seeing how it was, the political sect continued to have an unchanged look.
"Sometimes things are not too hard to think about.
Now, in the Lord's head, "you can't rub the shoulders of the understated Major General Dada or anything more than being Lord Toyotomi Hideyoshi's nominee," while the idea is, "If you say no here, will there be a crack between the Dada and Toyotomi families?"
That's exactly what I say in Yukimura's head beautifully, but I can't easily nod because something seems to be "kama" on me.
Seeing how it was, the political ministry went on to encourage the answer.
"But Maida Left Gaemenza. How about if you skipped those depressing smudges?
Now if there were someone here who could not help but be exhausted and shouldered by sending her beloved daughter to her daughter-in-law and accompanied by many words of celebration that were not in her heart, what would the Lord do?
Wouldn't that not be such a difficult answer if the Lord did not hesitate to help the jury of the House of Uesugi, who, if commanded by the Great Sovereign, would no longer turn the blade on the Toyotomi?
"In other words, as a human being..." Sayuki Maida Left Gate Village ", he asked me if I was willing to receive Major General Dada, who was exhausted in front of me..."
"Well, maybe I could think of it that way, until I showed one thought. From there, you can choose what you want."
Yes, throw the word so that the political sect can throw it away.
And then silence flowed with heavy air again.
But the next silence, the political ministry will not break. He kept staring at everything in Yukimura.
I guess that will continue for a while... and at the end of it, Yukimura Maida must bow her head and stay behind the room...
Yes, I was thinking about the Shirakura Heavy Line, which is held back in the corner of the room. That doesn't have to be him, it's obvious that ten out of ten people who have seen these two think alike.
Anyway, Mitsumura Maida, who sits in front of the Dada Sect, is a substitute for Hideyoshi Toyotomi, the right minister.
But...
At the next moment, Hirokura Kaizuma accidentally raised her voice briefly, "Eh..."
Oh my...
Happy Village gently rubbed his shoulder when he wondered if he had turned behind the political sect in a smooth, flowing motion...
"It's a lot stiff and elaborate. You must be tired."
The serene tone never seems to make him do it with humiliation all over him. Rather, it was something that I even felt merciful to think of my weary counterpart.
The political sect on the other hand seems to be desperately trying to contain some emotion with his eyes closed.
And...
"Enough is enough. Thanks to you, it's a lot easier."
And when the political ministry told him to leak it, Yukimura sat back to face the political ministry again.
As expected, the political ministry opened its mouth to Happy Village.
"Is that the Lord's answer?"
But Yukimura shook her head to the side with a calm expression. And he uttered an astonishing word that opened his eyes to the two people on the spot, the Dada Political Sect and the Onekura Heavy Line.
"No… in the answer of Toyotomi Rightfu"
"Huh... what...? Does that mean that the Lord acted only as a nominee for His Highness Toyotomi Rightfuku and held this Major General Dada's shoulder on top of it?!?
"Yeah, you're right"
"Stupid... why... why can you do that?
"Hehe, this is something strange to say. Forgot? Isn't it true that Major General Dada himself told us that sometimes it is better not to think hard about things?"
"How does that lead to my shoulders in the name of Lord Toyotomi Rikfu?
"It's a simple matter. Because…"
So Yukimura, once she had cut the conversation, answered in a clear tone as she narrowed her eyes.
"Because what Toyotomi Rightfu aims for is' I want to make everyone smile '"
"What...? Make everyone smile... you say?
"Yes. If anyone is in need, reach out, if anyone is tired. That Hideyoshi is practiced by Hideyoshi himself, regardless of his identity.
If Hideyoshi himself, even if he is a peasant who plows the fields rather than Major General Dada, he must be happy with his shoulders.
And here's what you're saying. "My shoulder rub will be in heaven! Ha ha! '.
If you look at it, it could be something unusual and unpleasant.
But Hideyoshi doesn't want to do that. Instead, he said to himself, 'Aren't you stiff on your shoulders?' You may inquire.
I realized in the words of Major General Dade that he was always willing to do everything he could to make that person smile… and that he was now in his place. "
When Happy Village said so, Zhengzheng was taken aback and left his mouth half open for a while, staring at Happy Village with so many holes.
And
"Ha ha!! This guy is funny!! This is a true rascal!! Hey, Shiro!!
And he suppressed his belly and began to laugh greatly. The unikura reins behind him suddenly shook the conversation, "You are right!" And I can only return words that come and go.
But there was no such thing as to intervene, and the political ministry was laughing down in tears.
That gaze of Yukimura Maida, who keeps looking quietly with a smile on his face, contains something warm somewhere.
I guess that was also comfortable for the political ministry. He kept laughing happily as he drank.
How long has it been...
Finally stop laughing and curb your gaze on the political sect.
Happy Village relieved himself somewhere that the action he had taken captured the heart of the Dada political sect, and bowed his head to keep the room behind him.
But that's not the only way to end the political sect. When you suddenly put your expression on something stiff,
"... it's going to be less and less interesting. I guess you're ready, huh?
The tone with ruthlessness showered the head of Happy Village, so much so that the spine of those who listened accidentally froze.
Tickling and Yukimura stopped in the same position, he asked without raising his face.
"What does that mean?
"Don't think too hard about it. Meaning as it is."
"Ha...? So what the hell is not funny..."
When I finally look up and see the face of the political sect, there's no previous upbeat there, and a temperatureless look pops into my eyes like iron buried in the snow.
And the ministry was more and more silent and abandoned.
"... what is there but the fate of Toyotomi?
The grin disappears from Yukimura's face, and from his narrowed eyes, he can carry the burning hot opposite of that of the political sect.
"Could you please… but could you give us the rationale that our fate will be uninteresting?"
"So don't think hard, how many times do I know!?
"Simply thinking about it, there's nothing you can think of about the end of our house"
"Hey, if you're serious about that... it's gonna mean I'm out of my leads..."
"That's something I'm sorry about. Apparently, it wasn't the kind of man you expected from Major General Dade."
It's like hitting a spear with an invisible spear, a word reward. If you only hear that word, there's nothing. It is regarded as a disappointment that Yukimura has not been able to see correctly through the belly of the political sect.
But the political sect didn't feel that way.
Rather, he felt the opposite.
It's...
- This man... you know everything...
That.
And if the idea of the political sect is correct, then Yukimura will know everything and continue to cut the shiraito.
That is, it is just "turning away".
The matter did not come as a surprise to the political ministry.
And I decided to honestly bump that question.
"Why are you putting your shoulders in Toyotomi Rikfu?"
It was an obviously heterogeneous inquiry from the flow of the talk, but Yukimura was instantly aware of what this inquiry meant. It's like, "Do you mean you're seeing through your belly..."
Still, Yukimura didn't break that attitude. Because that's the "minute" of a samurai named Yukimura Maida.
"Now Hideyoshi is alone. Nothing more or less. Do you have reason to be loyal to your master as a samurai?"
To the answer, the political ministry leaks a dry laugh: "Ha ha".
"I see. You're right if you ask me. It's not that hard."
"It's an honor to understand. Then it's time…"
"Well, don't rush like that. Haven't you told us why the fate of Toyotomi isn't funny yet?"
It's obvious that Yukimura understands it without saying it. Still, the political ministry made it clear. It's like, "Don't look away!" It was an intense piece of advice.
"It's an intent. For the Lord."
Happy Village's expression hardens easily. But the political sect continued to fold.
"Turn all the big names in the country against your enemies. But are you prepared to fight? So even if you want to be slapped, can you assure me that you can stand?
Can you keep your chest up and say that you can protect him!?
In response to the inquiry of the political ministry, which is allowed to continue standing, Yukimura answers nothing by tying her mouth in one letter. But from its burning eyes, Happy Village's passion is obvious.
He accidentally swallowed the gokuri and spit when the tension also hissed into the unikura heavy reins he was holding back behind.
The political sect keeps staring into the eyes of such a good village...
And...
At the mouth of the political sect...
The laughter spilled.
"Well... haha! This guy is still as expected! Cover me up."
From the freezing cold tone of earlier to the passionate tone of mid-summer. Happy Village, on the other hand, stared at the political sect with a completely unchanged expression.
"I am. I believe that 'victory' will be brought about only by those who can read the course of the times correctly and act on their positions and strengths.
But the Toyotomi will go against it.
If you want to penetrate your unwavering beliefs, you can go against the course of the times and not give in to even your mighty opponents without looking at your strength... even if there is only 'defeat' ahead... "
Yukimura finally opened her mouth, not shaking her neck vertically or sideways.
That tone is mild everywhere...
"Hideyoshi is not greedy for 'victory' without faith. That's all."
When the word sounded like the sound of a bell in the room, the political ministry closed its eyes as it had somewhere noticed.
And he exhaled loudly and told him.
"Apparently, Dada and Toyotomi are aiming for something different. I'm sorry to hear that."
"If that word comes into Hideyoshi's ear, he will be greatly saddened."
"Ha. But your lord will also be aware of it. Why did you invite the Lord here?"
Happy Village nodded cocklessly, answering briefly.
"Your intention…"
The political ministry nodded cocklessly, "Do you know what the intention is?," he said. Yukimura answered briefly again.
"Changing the country..."
When he heard the answer, the political ministry said, "Did you still understand..." and dropped his shoulder strength all the time, he said, blushing.
"Oh, where Edo and I can see"
"Hmmm... so, Uehi, Uehi, Ueno... is it around here?"
Yes... just before coming to this wedding, the Dada Sect had a certain secret life from Tokugawa Jiayang.
It's...
Two things: "Toyotomi's Expulsion from Osaka Castle" and "Changing Country to Kanto"...
I want you to want it before I say it directly from Jiayang...
And the secret life imposed on the political ministry was to urge it directly to the name of the rich minister. In addition, I was told to choose Yukimura Maida instead of Fujimura Oda as its counterpart.
However, in previous exchanges, the political ministry intuited that it would not be possible.
"The Great Place leaves Fushimi next month (about July) and moves to Sun Fu. You know what that means."
"Yes."
That doesn't have to be said, that is, Tokugawa Jiayang dares to distance himself from Osaka, so that he can finally get rid of his personal feelings and get ready for a full-scale "big finish under the sky".
"That means the deadline is until the Moon. Talking about something like that is not going to cause anything to happen..."
"No, thank you very much."
Once again, when Zhengzheng sighed loudly, "Phew," Yukimura said, "Then Major General Dada will also be tired, so please excuse me for doing so," he stood there and turned his back on Zhengzheng.
On its back the political ministry spoke low.
"Be sure to thank me for the shoulder rub earlier"
To the words, Yukimura turned her head slightly with her back turned and left quietly without making a sound.
Thus the grand wedding of Zhonghui Matsuhei and Princess Goro Hachi came to an end.
And for the Toyotomi family, the eleventh year of celebration, which became the "year of initiation", comes to an end.
What future awaits ahead of that "start"?
Yukimura Maida doesn't think about it for a day.
But even if that future was "hell," he had sworn one thing in his heart.
It's...
- I'll make sure it's protected.
That.
Every time I excite my heart with that vow comes to mind...
Osaka Castle, Hideyoshi Toyotomi...
And...
A man of dim fortune who bore one sad fate.
The temple...
He was carrying that gentle smile.
Thus the long 11 years of celebration came to an end, and a new year was celebrated.