Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

Kite and the others were on the move to rescue Sola, around that time. Kusu, as always, was working out a strategy about the raids to be carried out a little further in their stronghold. Nevertheless, if he does it all the time, he doesn't. Basically, he's a multi-hobby. So I was doing something other than this.

"Phew..."

Kusu exhaled one thing when he drank the tea he had lit himself. Before him like that, Soto was with him.

"In good time"

"This is still the same door as Thousand Interests. I'm also a tea man. Even so, I didn't expect to be able to drink with you, my son."

"Ha..."

To Kusu, who told him he was smudged, Soto bows his head small. Basically, although his father Ishikusai solves the wind currents, it's hard to say he likes it. I can say that my teacher only knows it as a courtesy.

Meanwhile, Soku seems to have also preferred tea. It was his preference that all roads should pass carelessly and unintentionally. And Kusu as an individual seems to be a respectable person, both as a raven and as a culturalist. I often participated if I was invited to tea. As such, Kusu got to the point where he made tea a few times.

"So, what about your place?

"And if you say…"

"You're dealing with the Admiral, aren't you? I'm good, I'm good."

"Ha... then 80% of them are ready"

"Eighty percent. Eighty percent."

In response to Soto, Kusu laughs with pleasure. Eighty percent of the time, Kite and I will fight the strongest in the world. From anyone's point of view, it was only considered a madness shack. but that was natural for Soto.

"Is the main enemy Shinjuku Musashi?"

"Yes... Shinji-kun and I are backwards... and therefore deserve the good enemy of my life"

At some point, Soto said. Musashi, who lived at will, and himself, who lived for someone else. I live my own way now, and Musashi, who now fights for someone. That is why, above all, Sokuto wanted a confrontation with Musashi.

And that's why the adjustments are tailored to him. Kite and I are in the front seat. It's just to see how I'm adjusting now. And Kate was also going to go along with his adjustment because of Musashi. Of course, if I can defeat it, I'm going to defeat it.

"Right. That's what you think. I'm not going in there."

"Thank you Happiness"

To Kusu's unequivocal statement, Soto quietly bows his head. If my father's stone boat sai were to live in the path of the sword unchanged, my son's sect would have chosen another path because he was dead. There was no regret there and I was going to take that path everywhere. And that's why Soto and Kusu, who bowed their heads, exchanged another cup of tea, and Kusu opens his mouth again.

"Well... I have one question to ask you, okay?

"Ha... why should I"

"You... don't you feel uncomfortable?

"Is it uncomfortable…"

To Kusu's inquiry, Soto narrowed his eyes slightly. Apparently, that's all he understood what he wanted to say.

"I knew you'd notice."

"Ha... anyway, I once spent this as a business... I can't get through the habituated stuff"

To Kusu, who is a little bit bittersweet, Soto bows his head just a little shy. Therefore, Kusu decided to go straight to the point that there would be no need to talk about anything.

"So I wanted to ask you what you think."

"There are things I can answer, things I can't answer..."

"It's as good as I want to answer. I'll think about it later."

Kusu laughs at the sect for putting in a one-off no. I don't mean to tell you anything from what I know. But if you still know Soto, you can guess what he was hiding in view of what he said and his personality. Soto bowed one head to Kusu, who intended to make such a guess.

"Ha... about what you care about, neither do I."

"Well, naturally. Then maybe it's a trump card for all of us..."

Kusu sighed in response to Soto, who was getting the same discomfort as himself.

"I'm sure you and your father are still good... but I can't stay because it's my job to think about boulders. What is it? A samurai means to die, or was it? I'm alive."

"Ha..."

For that, I feel like I've been in a lot of dying behavior. Soku returns vaguely to Kusu's actions at the time of the Warring States, which his father was asked about, is that what it is? Nevertheless, that is especially true of him. Therefore, I decided not to ask.

"Have you noticed anything?

"No... that's refreshing. Well, it's about them. I'm sure you'll bring someone who's got something to do with us... but that's refreshing... and I'm being resented."

"Me too...... that's the kid from Shimahara, you'll be resenting me"

Time is time for each other. It would be too famous to be Ku-soo, for example, but it betrayed me. Then when it comes to Soto, who is known as a personable person, he has given instructions for the eradication of tens of thousands of innocent people, led by the anachronism of the times and the turmoil of Shimahara. I don't have time for any other examples, such as the Osaka formation. I buy both grudges. So we both remembered each other too much, we could only smile bitterly.

"Well, I'm curious, I'm curious... who is it, the later one?"

Kusu mentions the stinging and the things he has not dared to mention before. One later. When it comes to what it refers, it's about themselves.

The two questioned it was in Nakatsu. At that time, there were eight concepts of death in all. In contrast, they are the Seven. I only use seven. If so, inevitably, I wonder what the hell the last one was used for. They thought the clown used it as a trump card for when they betrayed him.

"Well... as a 13-year-old general and as a father, I think it would be good."

"Stop it, I'm not without question. And when I started saying that, the kid from Shimahara sounded good to you and most other guys. Most of the great warriors don't think about folk grass."

Kusu deepens the colour of his bitter laughter to the words of a slightly joking soku, a 13th general, not a 13th general in Tokugawa. Before that, I was talking about a 13-year-old general from Muromachi Shogun. These 13-year-old generals were taught by Tsukahara Hitoshi, the favorite enemy of Shinnoku, the master of Soku and Ishikusai, and were even taken by General Kenho.

but whoever killed him in it, he didn't say anything or it was Kusu. I do have enough skill as an assassin to Kusu, and enough reason to cooperate with the clown.

enough, but vice versa was not enough as an assassin to otherwise. In particular, his personality was familiar to Kusu - a former distributor - and could not be used by assassins to Yoshino, who was not a bad girl.

"Well, let me know if you find anything out. You don't even have to stand up there, do you? If we find out, we'll share the information."

"Ha..."

Soto also bows one head to Kusu's request, told with a grin that does not know what he is thinking, without changing his phase. Nothing spares my life, but it doesn't spare me to fulfill my true self, and I don't want to die in an assassination.

Therefore, it was decided that there was no need to hide the assassin. As a result, they drank quite a bit of tea and the tea party ended.

Just a little, the story changes. It is Kusu, but it has been said many times, but I am a clown. It is the time to use it. So from time to time he was hiding from the clown and strolling around the lab.

The reason, of course, is to favor him when he betrays the clown. Even then, the day Kate was rescuing Sora, Kusu was preparing to betray her.

"Well..."

Such Ku-soo was here today in a secret section of a base where even ourselves were not taught its existence. I was sneaking in there. He could actually be said to be good at finding these secret compartments.

It is quite well known that his castle's architectural skills are said to be among the best in the Warring States. His castle, Tatsuya Yamajo, is the ancestor of a Japanese castle with the common temple of heaven in Japan today. Other than that, he leaves behind numerous anecdotes, of which he was above all good at discerning the structure of fortifications, castles and fortresses.

"I wonder what it is, here... Usually, I ask you to sneak in and find out... how about it"

Kusu scratches the researchers' surveillance eyes and moves to the back, making full use of his given physical abilities. He is a former great warrior. I wouldn't do this myself, as he himself would have said, but I had to do it myself because I didn't have that hand.

"Ahead?"

Kusu instinctively understands that something lies ahead of him because of his background as an excellent architect. The secret compartment is the secret compartment. It just makes it easier to spot the opposite, even if it's too big. If you want to hide it, you need a reason to hide it.

He said it was time to get to the bottom of it, considering that combination of the logic he knew and the magical-inclusive logic he learned in Enefia. That's how he decides to hide from the researchers and wait for the deepest door to open.

……

For a while, Kusu identifies moments when he can check inside while checking people's movements. After waiting for a while like that, I managed to get a good time to peek inside.

"Koolyah... awesome..."

Kusu didn't think, he breathed. What was inside was still one woman who had been put in a capsule just like when we were reborn. She was the woman who was put in with the balls that contained the concept of death used by Kusu and the others.

but that can't surprise Kusu. He was surprised because the woman was so beautiful. Kusu is also known as a woman lover. He's breathtaking. Sounds like a pretty girl. The detailed appearance is not known because of the coloured solution, but I could still say that she is an extraordinary beauty.

"They... you want me to call you even a brave woman...?

Exactly, the beauty of heaven. Kusu unexpectedly forgets me to be such a nude beauty. And, that's him, but that's why he accidentally took the back.

"This is, Lord Kusu. Interested in it?

"Huh..."

Kusu caught a cold sweat in the clown's voice, which echoed from behind him. This is a secret compartment. Normally, it makes sense to be terminated when you find out. but to this Kusu instantly rotated his head fast to come up with what to do.

"Sora, there will be. It's something you guys are hiding from us, too. It's more suspicious if you don't mind."

"Haha. That's natural. No, no, excuse me. I didn't intend to hide it from you... do you want to find it here?"

"Why don't you come in here? Then I'm in trouble if you don't tell me not to come in from the beginning. Whatever the base, you're free to go. I thought you were free here by accident."

"Haha. Well, this has been our problem… so please do not enter in the future."

Laughing, the clown who knows he won't listen anyway tells Kusu so as he wishes. In response, Kusu did not need to hide any more.

"So, you want to show me the beauty inside?

"Yeah, go ahead. I didn't want to go too far. I wanted to introduce you."

You're lying, right? Kusu bites the umbilicus with his heart, to the words of a clown. I mean, this is a good bill to be seen. Regardless, I would have thought it would be good not to be seen. That's why I hid it. but it was decided that there was no problem with being seen.

Why, I ran out of words. That's easy. If this is what you really don't want to be seen, you won't be putting it here, and if you have to put it here at all times, then Kusu's life isn't there at the point of being noticed. In the absence of either, this woman's exposure to clowns is only to a modifiable extent.

And I don't want to be seen, for a simple reason I decided I would have thought. There was a slight smell of blood from the clown. It's brand new too. I suppose you're saying that the watch that was watching this secret compartment go in and out was terminated. Thus, Kusu, who thinks about it at a high speed and looks for his next hand, is guided by a clown to step into the deepest part of the secret compartment.

"So, who's what? This beauty."

"That's right... this one is Kusu, too, oh"

"Hmm?"

Kusu also sees the beauty of the capsule in the appearance of a clown with a slight raised eyebrow. That's when I realized that a beautiful woman who should have closed her eyes before would have opened her eyes.

……

"Huh..."

For a moment, Kusu froze his spine. It was a flame of resentment to be called anger or resentment that dwelt in the eyes directed at me. So she was looking at herself.

"Who, you..."

I know. I know this woman myself. Nonetheless, I couldn't remember her name for some reason to Kusu. I'm not being forced to erase my memory. It's not like she's been treated like she can't remember.

Even though I can tell you that I do know this woman clearly, Kusu didn't know who this woman was. Besides, the clown dared to twitch.

"What's up?

"Who is this guy?"

"Well... let's just say she's a thousand generations of Hope Moon"

No. Kusu heartily tells the denial to the clown who told him the name of the legendary Shingen Woman Shinobu, who served Shingen Takeda and Shingen Katsushi, from a memory that was once under Nobunaga Oda's command. but I can't remember who it is. And so the researchers panicked.

"Master Crown!

"What's up?

"Her power is exploding! Not like this!

"Oh... were you in contact too soon"

It was too soon. Kusu understands that in those words, the truth is that at some point we have engaged the woman who names this thousand women before us.

"I'm sorry. Apparently, meeting you will destabilize her mind… let's go outside for a moment"

"Oh, oh... that sounds better"

This woman absolutely sucks. Kusu, who perceived it by the instincts of those who lived in the Warring States, nodded honestly at the words of the clown. That's how he escaped from the secret section of the base.