The Space Fortress That Came to the Sengoku Era

Side: Katsuya Shibata

What a sight this is again.

The hall is lined with sloppy tables and a white cloth is laid on the table. This is the chair and dining table in Hachiya.

There are candles in the middle of the table, and a table with white cloth flourishes.

"Whoa, that's..."

From now on, I heard a surprise. Both Kudist and Daiji are wearing strange kimonos.

It's a kimono I've never even seen.

Lord Kuyuan is a black kimono and his daughter-in-law, Lord Dachi, is a white kimono. Is that the Nanban wedding costume? It is the same white kimono as white innocence......

Oh, I haven't hidden my arms or neck, but I haven't soaked any white powder. Why?

"Hmm, is that the Nanban wedding kimono?

"It's not exactly the same. Because it's wide in a nutshell to say Nanban in the first place. This time it was the same white Nanban kimono that I learned from the Japanese book, White Innocence."

My lord seems to be just as surprised. I look at Lord Daiji, who answered the query, in a way that surprises me.

"Isn't that wonderful? I would have struggled to come to a far away Japanese book, but my late parents and ancestors will be glad."

Really? I wondered why I bothered to banquet you in the Nanban fashion, but a consideration for the Nanbans who are at the Kudist temple.

The Lord Kuyuan and the others all seem happy. Let's be happy. I know how hard it is to come from far beyond the sea and live in strange lands.

The gathered people are just admired for their consideration and heart.

Because it is that hall, the Hall of Kuyuan will spare no effort to remain faithful. The Buddha's alias with Buddha Masayoshi Buddha.

"Oh, my God."

Everyone is in place, and the first person brought here is Kaiki. A festive treat from the Nanban origins of the Kuyuan family.

So much so that the Saito family of Mino obeyed the taste of cake behaved in the ceremony of the young man's wedding.

The cake I ate at my young wedding was cake like chocolate with matcha cake and entertainer service, but today there are two types of cake: rumored white cake and red colored cake.

Those who are samurai of war are consumed by their beauty and their size. Kaike from Kuyuan's house that once you eat it, you won't forget it.

Oda will win Mino in Cake. So many jokes have been whispered.

"This is a cake made with our improved bamboo. It's not the right time, so it was cooked in sugar."

Everyone was handed out red and white cake. Are you even aware of Yuenhei? Is it your idea that Oda will eat both Mr. Yuan and Mr. Hei?

The Oda family should have honored Fujiwara. Are you implying that neither Mr. Yuan nor Mr. Ping have anything to do with this? As always, I can't read Lord Kuyuan's thoughts.

"Oh, delicious. I didn't know there was such a sweet and delicious thing in this world..."

Cake is learned to eat silently and quietly. But whoever was nearby accidentally leaked his voice. Everyone is laughing at me.

Well, I don't even know what it feels like. It's not just sweet. I've also had golden flat sugar, but it tastes so good that it's not even comparable to that one.

Soft and gentle, the bottom is delicious as if it were Kuyuan Hall.

What's the fuzzy thing in there, Casteira? Although I feel subtly different.

But less than a year after the wedding of a young man, I didn't expect to give him the same luxury.

A samurai in line would care about the sequence in the house, and refrain from even saying that the lord is good. But I hear that the wedding was ridden by both the lord and the young, rather the lord Kuyuan was more reluctant, or he tried to do it secretly at home alone.

My lord is willing to dream with himself and Kurumiya. If we follow Oda, we'll all have a wedding where we can have this kind of cake.

Forgiveness to those who obey, and not to those who are hostile. I'm tempted to believe it's exactly the incarnation of the Buddha.

SIDE: Takigawa Oqing

Oh, it's like a dream.

The closer you close your eyes, the more scared you seem to be returning to the castle of Koga.

What a kimono for me and Lord Chiyogi to wear that only a Nanban stately person could wear that I had never seen.

I'm a little embarrassed that my arms and chest aren't hidden, but I still can't be happier. I can't believe we can celebrate our wedding rituals together in the same kimono as you...

My father and Master Hope Moon are present here today. At first glance, my father is in tears.

Never forget your life in Koga. That's the Takikawa family code my father decided last summer.

Since then, once a month there have been days of eating porridge with a hint of salt in the grains and wild grass that I used to eat as daily food when I was in Koga.

Back then, porridge with rice and miso was more than anything else a treat.

I've never felt like it was delicious. Porridge that I appreciated as much as I could eat. That's what I feel a little nostalgic about now, so I think people change.

"What's the matter?

"A little, I was remembering a long time ago. I never dreamed of getting a better wedding..."

My tears creep up a little too in my father's figure and old memories. Cherry, who noticed me like that, was peeking in worried.

"I'm already family. Together, we share joy and sorrow."

"... Yes"

It's a shadowy cherry with a little youthfulness, but the strength of the core is unbeatable by the Elles.

My lords and ladies will cry with me if I am grieving, and they will rejoice with me if I am happy.

Kaiki is also happy with these Nanban kimonos and treats, but more than anything else, I am happy to be a family member with such lords and cherries.

"Oh, Qing. Come with me."

"Yes."

Cake is over. Where the feast is celebrating, I was called by the lord.

My lord was pouring alcohol all over the place and I wondered if I would offer it too, but it was to my father that my lord brought me.

"Look, because it's beautiful, show Lord Yaro well"

"My lord, you don't have to do that until..."

My lord told me to show myself as I poured alcohol on my father.

My father is finally overwhelmed with tears, and I wipe them by hand to hide them.

I can't stop crying, either. As my lord surprised me, he gave me a beautiful silk handplush.

However, if you look closely, we are not the only ones.

There are also a number of people who are tearing up Lord Hozuki and His Highness Chiyoko and everyone in the Oda family's house who are coming to reveal themselves.

Ladies and gentlemen, you will understand my father's feelings.

Oh, I even wept to my lord.

I'm glad. I'm glad I can't help it.

I can't stop crying.

"Uhm. Let's dance one"

It was then. Where tears were passed on to everyone and it was quiet, the young man showed off his dance.

It would be the Great Woven Crown "Takekan". I think this is the same Happy Young Dance as Tsurugi, which the young lady prefers.

It is arguably the story of Fujiwara's prosperity. You'll deserve the ritual of Oda's wedding.

The way the young man danced in the quiet hall was truly beautiful.

Joy becomes tears, and dance stops tears and calls for more joy.

Be gentle everywhere...... and be strong.

Neither I nor my father will ever forget this day.