The fifth seat of the Sagami White Lily Team in October 1919
I took orders from your lord into my chest and even drowned.
Interrogation is paramount in these search missions. In the first place, there is an overwhelming lack of information. How am I supposed to find it just near Miura Misaki, master of the sword?
Of course, I'm not dissatisfied with you, but let Saito know a little more! I don't think so...
Anyway, I set my destination at Miura Misaki and kept running. I have to live up to your expectations!
Fufu! I wonder if you'll praise me for completing this mission... or maybe you'll stroke my head!
"Dear! Uhhhhh!
I'll keep running for as long as this health lasts!
We arrived near our destination in about two days.
Shall we gather information around here?
Well, what's the most convenient place... oh? Is that the teahouse over there? It's on the street, so travelers are likely to use it a lot, so why don't we decide here? Fufu, that's very fortunate.
I'm so sorry ~
"Yes, welcome."
The elderly woman came out of the back. It's important to be a nice person, but above all, I appreciate being a woman.
Most villages have one or two deaf women, and it's quickest to get information from them.
Moreover, when these people flow quickly, their mouth tends to be lighter, and many people talk about rumors instead of public stories.
Somehow, I want to get some good information.
"Hi, Grandma. Please have some dumplings and tea."
"Yes. Two sentences."
When I paid the price, it went down to the back. Distance from customers is exquisite, and people like me are more comfortable like this.
Let's take this opportunity to see how the store is doing.
Two pairs except for me. The first group was a boy in a large cap. The second group consists of Ronin-style men, martial arts fighters from where they have swords.
After a while, my grandmother brought me the order.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
She stared at the dumplings placed in front of me. The hot air sole tells the story that it was made, and what an appetite it is.
Once eaten, the soft elasticity and sweet flavor of the mizushi spreads to the mouth, what a delicious thing.
To be honest, I was pretty hungry, so I finished eating fast. Finally, drink the tea slowly and immerse yourself in the finish.
Grandma, it was delicious.
"Really? Thanks a lot."
The smiling grandmother seemed delighted from the bottom of her heart. I serve dumplings to customers and they will be delighted that they taste delicious.
I think it's really a happy thing, and the funny grandmother is a businessman from the roots.
Everyday life is full of smiles, and this is the future that the temple imagines.
Sure, I want to protect... something noble that I think it is.
Until now, I was trying to protect the lives of the people because Your Highness told me to, but... it seemed like I was worth protecting.
Fufu... it looks like I've been poisoned a lot by you, too.
Another sip of tea moisturizes your throat and gives you a breath.
Now, is it time to get to work?
"Grandma, I'm from Hakone, but do I have to be careful around here?
"Oh? You've come a long way. She's a girl, so be careful. Hmm, that's right....."
My grandmother was thinking a little, but when she asked her surroundings unexpectedly, she gently approached my ear.
"There have been a lot of bad martial arts lately. In the three eastern towns from here, there was a dojo break and it was a terrible sight, right?
Dojo-breaking... is this it?
"Grandma, tell me more about that.
"The teacher is not famous around here. When I was young, I served Hojo-sama, and there were many pupils. That's why the big guy who showed up suddenly didn't take it down lightly. Both the signs and the underlings were taken away. Hah ~ I wouldn't do that if I were scared."
"... didn't you say your name? If it's that strong, it looks like it's going to be famous."
"I have no idea. However, they call it a samurai from the point of defeating the opponent with one sword."
"Heh... thank you, Grandma, take this."
"Eh? Hey, little girl!?
When I had my grandmother hold three sentences, I left the store early. No more prolonged stays, let's move on to action.
Unexpectedly, the laughter is about to go away. I didn't expect to catch a hit on the first one.
The dojo defeat is a martial arts training accident, and the origin of the Isansai may not be accurate, but the important thing is that they say so.
First of all, it's definitely the swordsman.
Walking with a lot of thought, there is a shadow approaching me. I was a kid at the teahouse the other day.
He lined up beside me and started whispering like a mosquito.
"Tsubaki-sama, I am from White Lily. The target is in a town five miles east of here."
"Thank you, go back."
Ha!
The signs are moving in the opposite direction. Your Highness, I didn't know you had your hands open.
But she's good at disguising herself.
After two days of running, I finally succeeded in contacting the man. Didn't this man know he was staying in one place?
I wonder if it's as long as the Keiji Temple, or if it's as thick as a log around your arm. Its refined fighting spirit conveys that it is in the highest realm. I'm in my mid-twenties... let's say I'm in my best years physically.
Perhaps I won't be able to buy time either. With that sharp gaze, the samurai will unexpectedly tremble.
I wonder if you are Ichisai Hall?
"I've never called it that, but many of my apprentices call it."
Apprentice... I was told that there are several signs surrounding the dojo. I told you the numbers were thirty... and if they get out, they'll be worse than the bad bandits.
Well, what should I call it?
"... you can call me Yagoro. So, what do you want from me? You must be the man behind this, so you're the master of the squirrels?
I won't tolerate lies and lies... that's how I feel in my eyes. Apparently, this man is not just a man with arms.
Isn't that funny? I don't want a fool in your pocket. You must take this man, who is the best of all, with all his skill and intelligence.
"I am the direct grandson of former right-hand prefecture, and I came at the service of the three wizards who are the son of Lieutenant General Gifu."
"Ha!?
Fufu, I'm so upset that you didn't think it was such a big deal. That would be the case. It is not an exaggeration to say that Sanjuji-sama is now a heavenly man from the Oda family, from our Dokusa people.
"... what do you want with a Ronin like me?
"I want to see you... Your Highness says so. Will you not wave that sword for His Majesty?
"But I don't know where the horse's bones are. I'm sure there's plenty to serve the Oda family."
Certainly, Yagoro's concern is normally correct. But my lord is not measured by such common sense.
Such a merciful person who would take me as a pebble on the side of the road.
"I'm a ninja. It was also attacked, and the immature ones who lost their families in strength and spirit… However, Your Highness has welcomed us all. I gave you a mansion, clothes and food. Your Highness, we have treasured ourselves with such lowliness. It doesn't matter who you are."
"I asked you because you wanted to be my swordsmanship guide. You are still young, but when you grow up, I will ask you for a swordsmanship guide. That way, you'll be a swordsmanship guide. Isn't there no more honor for a handful of swordsmen?
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Yagoro is quietly meditating in his eyes. I did everything I could. The rest is up to Yagoro.
I wondered if it had been about half a century, or if I had opened my eyes unexpectedly, and I fell down deeply.
"Okay... take me there. But I can't leave my disciples behind either...."
I seem a little worried about the increase in the number of people.
It's so sweet. And I will bring thirty and fifty of my disciples with me.
"You've made up your mind. If it were my lord, my disciples would take it. Here's the twenty sentences of the support money."
"Twenty, twenty passages!? That's a lot of money...."
When I give money out of my pocket, I am once again stunned. Well, I know how it feels... to leave such a large sum of money with me is still incalculable.
Well, we're just gonna get you there safely.
Fufufu, will you be happy?