Nobuyuki Sanada, Koyasan, Kiikuni, September 11th, 1908
It's not coming. It's not coming. It's not coming.
"So what's the matter? With this useless scrap of life like a hungry demon, you can save my life. I wonder if this hungry monster is also a real dreamer? Rather, he finally gave me a chance to help people in a worthless life. It would be nice to say thank you. Not to mention that his wife, grandchildren, maidservants and squire devote their lives to his master. Now you will be happy in the Land of the Yellow Springs that your lord has lived for so long."
The demons that have fallen into the earth have no feelings for people anymore. With a distorted smile, it was the demon itself.
At first, I didn't get to know this man.
Araki Murakazu also seemed to understand when he wetted his cheeks against the bamboo shoots falling from the sky. I held down the sword and attached the blade to the child's neck.
"... now, that's enough." Why do you think I went out of my way to buy you some time? It's all pointless. Come on! This place is a hidden gem that no one but those who know it will ever stop by. Reinforcements are unlikely to come. And this rain will wash away my traces. If you just get rid of me, no one will be able to find me! What a shame! All the time I bought so desperately was pointless!! Gahahahaha!! "
………………
I silently returned it to Araki Murashige's provocation. Anger rose over the voodoo tone and the gesture that stirred us up with a gesture of cynicism. However, there is no caution in the eyes, and the spot where there is no gap is superfluous.
Buying time? I know it's a waste from the beginning. I didn't rely on reinforcements from the beginning. I just didn't have time to break in. This man, knowing it, provokes it.
I heard the sound of my teeth clenched by my own ignorance and the despicability of Araki Muratsuke.
Moments later, the rainfall intensified, and the child's complexion gradually became white. The cloth dyed with flowing blood was as if it had been that color from the beginning.
Time is not on my side. I fell into a sense of being crushed by the path. Thinking over and over again, I discarded the sole while being exposed to despair.
Clogging
When that kind of giving up passed through my head, I heard a clear-eyed voice.
”If you harm yourself cleanly with that spear, I'll let this hungry demon's life slip away”
".........!"
I lose my words to Araki Murashige's suggestion.
"I can do anything if I can disappear safely." If the Oda family finds me, they'll kill me. Therefore, you will definitely die...... but this hungry demon is different. "
While grabbing the child's neck, he pushes forward to show me.
"I can't do anything when this hungry monster survives." In these mountains, the wilds will drip and die in the freezing cold.... well, it's miraculously possible that the Oda army will protect you. "
Words containing slight hopes are intertwining with my heart. A frighteningly vicious move. A malicious mass wearing hope on its skin.
I knew I shouldn't ask, but in this situation where I was cut off from the path of retreat, the possibility that a child alone could be saved was too fascinating.
Having felt the chance to win, Araki Murakazu relentlessly chased after him.
"Come on, choose!! You two are going to die here!" Hurt yourself to save even the hungry! It was one of two!! Gahhhhhhhh!!! "
"... uu... uu... uu..."
A slight voice leaked from the child's mouth. Even though it is suffering from bleeding, the strength exerted from its rigid arm can be fatal.
A child with a slightly distorted face, in constant pain. Araki Murasaki laughs delightfully as she looks at the situation. There is no more time. If you give an answer and resent it, and let the child die, there will be neither a child nor a child.
I'm the only one who dies, or I'm the only one who can save a child.
It was too helpless a choice.
"...... I understand"
After a moment's silence, I bowed down and murmured.
At first, I had no choice. From the beginning, I had a choice. From the day I wished to save my child.
Slowly release your stance and turn the tip towards your chest. At that time, the tip of the pole, which was polished carefully every day, clearly showed my face.
(... what a terrible face I am. I know we have to do this anymore.)
A slightly swaying hawthorn tip.
Do you regret that you couldn't find the answer? Do you mourn for not being able to save the child? Are you angry with Araki Murakazu, who is extremely unorthodox?
(...... Finally, let's leave the words to the child. No matter how angry you feel, don't run for revenge... Just think about surviving.....)
I raise my face to my chest with such a feeling.
There was an unexpected sight.
I was crying.
From the child's eyes grabbed by his neck, a tear was passing through his cheek. Is the rain just wetting my cheeks... no, it's not. Is it because of the pain... No, it's not.
A child who had lost his emotions after repeated abuse was simply shedding tears of grief. There was no sobbing, only a single tear. And the mourning that was in there came to me with all my heart.
Yeah, that's right.
It was like a child like a doll, a child whose whole world was filled with despair, and I wanted you to laugh. I wanted to teach you that the world is so glorious and beautiful. I wanted you to be happy. I wanted to see other children besides the expressionless ones.
That's all I was hoping for.
--At that time, there was a sound of something meshing inside me.
Oh, I see. I see.
"I don't want to see anyone else mourn anymore." I don't want my loved ones to cry. If it comes true, I want to stop the tears....... That's why you and Keiji chose to fight for their lives. To lead the people who suffer now to a glorious future-- "
Nature and tears pass through your cheeks in response to this beautiful answer. The answer I finally noticed was certainly engraved in my heart.
Death from the kindhearted, that is the reason of the turmoil. With no guarantee of living today or tomorrow, people abandoned their feelings naturally. To survive tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
A set of flowers blooming in such an irrational and troubled world. In the stormy wilderness, a circle of hope continues to bloom. This flower cannot be allowed to wither. This thought must not be interrupted.
This flower is our last hope.
Slowly take a deep breath, turning the tip of the spear toward your chest away from the ground. The color fades from the world, and the sound drifts away. That day... it felt the same as the first time I took a bottle from Gyeongui. His extreme concentration was directed straight ahead.
"Hey! How long will it take?" If you don't want to be killed by this hungry demon, you're going to ruin yourself!! Or else, I don't know if I'm going to slash this hungry demon's arm off-- "
- Pisha!!!
A flying thunderbolt rings, blocking Araki Murahei's words. Were you surprised by the sound, a slight breakdown could be created in the vigilance network that had been stretched so far.
In that moment, I was fatally wounded on the battlefield.
"--Haa!!"
I jumped out of a state of weakness and jumped one step ahead of the distance. However, Araki Murashige is not just a fool to be killed.
"Haha!!! I thought you were coming!!"
Araki Murasaki laughs high at the unfolding of the aim. He was also a powerful rider who dived through many Shura. From that vast experience, I instantly derived that only a charge was needed to overcome this predicament, and from a step ahead of the distance, it was faster to slit the child in my arms than to reach the spear.
So I was laughing. Waste of scratching...... and.
That moment of caution gave me time to accumulate my legs.
* cough cough cough cough cough!!!
The stepping into the ground pushes the speed beyond the limit. The body that was one step ahead of the distance had already entered the inside of the distance.
I'm the only one in the world who noticed it. I realized that I was the only one who could move in this lost world.
"Nah!?"
Large, wide-open eyes. The trembling right arm. By the way, you didn't think it would accelerate here, Araki Murakake was clearly upset.
"...... Shit! Damn you!!"
Araki Murashige turns his gaze to the child for a moment, but he immediately cuts his gaze and swings his sword. A powerful sword, unlikely to be a one-handed sword, raised its roar and approached. Aim for a spear. Destroy a weapon or knock down a spear.
Yeah, as expected.
--Maida Stream Spear Technique Thunder God's Spear
"... ahhh!?"
The swords and spears never crossed each other.
A technique that I grabbed in a mock fight with Gyeongui Hall. It has now completely blossomed.
Using your spine, you twist your body to create a reservoir. As the world passes by at high speed, the force stored in the center of the body is transferred to the right arm along with the swirl of the left arm, and it is released with tremendous momentum.
Haaaaaaaa!!
"---!?"
A throw with a hip penetrates the pigeon's tail. An unvoiced scream. I aimed at the moment when my left hand was loosening while grabbing the child's neck, and quickly retrieved it and moved away.
Blood splashed as I pulled out the spear. While glancing at it, he muttered as if to throw it away.
"If I attacked in that situation, I was sure that you would intercept the child before stabbing him." There's no way you can keep the tip of your fist pointed at you if you're so cowardly obsessed with life. "
The earth stained bright red in the rain. We've pierced the steeple, and we can't help it anymore.
The time has come for a man who has betrayed his lord, betrayed his housekeeper, abandoned his wife and children, and fled, while he has risen to be the lord of a castle.
This must have been the fate of Araki Murakazu.
Maida Stream Spear Technique Thunder God's Spear
The talent awakened during the battle has created a new school.
Simulated battle with Keijiro Maeda. Based on a move taken from his master, it is an unavoidable throw that breaks into the distance by stepping in at a speed and releases from close range.
Stepping into the ground to crush the earth brings a forceful but sudden momentum. It would not have been possible without his natural spring and soft ankle, a natural change of pace allowed only to him.
If Morinaga is the bearer of the spear and Keijiro Maeda is the bearer of the soft spear, Nobuyasu Sanada is the bearer of the fast spear. One of the three spears of the Oda family, that's how it's called.