Nobunaga's Imouto is My Wife

When the book of nights that surrounded the mansion went up and the lights appeared snuggly in the sky.

I woke up when I realized the presence of a soft, gentle, warm body, moving right next to me and trying to get up from the mattress.

"... good morning, Madam President"

I guess I was cuddling unconsciously.

With a disappointing hold around her waist, the city princess said sorry even as she smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry I woke you up because of your tiredness. We will speak to you later, so please take your time..."

"No, that's okay - enough, 'cause I woke up"

"Ah...!

Pushing her nose against the princess's back and breathing deeply as I said it sounded like a prank, she twisted herself in embarrassment.

I smell sweat, and the center of my brain starts to shake with cancer on that pheromone - and I'm gushing, unconsciously pressing my hips against her thighs.

There, my Spike-type Final Weapon (Big Sun) - yes, the so-called "Morning Bump" state - is completely inflated and ready for battle.

"Well, no, Dear Governor...... That shouldn't be all..."

For pregnant women who lived in pre-modern society, male roots are absolutely to be repelled, no matter how much they belonged to beloved good men.

Even without scientific knowledge, the pregnant women know. That if you are stuck in that rigidity during pregnancy, you, not just yourself - even the baby in your stomach, will be in danger of life.

Therefore, it is only natural that the City Princess should try to flatter me with words of rejection.

The will had to be absolutely respected as a man.

"... I know. If there's anything I can do to get at you here - the point of turning Princess Ji to the side room is gone."

Slowly release your arms from the princess's hips.

Then, when she was released, she didn't run away - she woke up and asked me if she would.

"Thank you, for your consideration..."

"... that wouldn't be a big deal. Think common sense."

I say as I stroke her head, buried in a pussy on her chest.

"A good man labors his wife's body, naturally... I'm not thankful enough."

"No. I would say so, but how many good men have labored their wives in a world of many... A woman is a tool to have children, or to hold them, and that's how wives and women who are seen and crushed are more overwhelming in this world."

The City Princess gently turns her arms around my back and hugs me all the time.

The smell of sleeping sweat begins to smell again. There, she had a unique sweet body odor added to it.

It's a bad smell, this. I get better in many ways.

"But the chancellor didn't. As" wife of the governor, "not" wife of the house, "as one woman, look at the city. Even Princess Ji, yes. The chancellor graciously embraced her wounded in her body and body."

When the princess wakes up softly, she wraps my cheeks around with those soft hands and mouths them gently.

Sweet, tense meat overlapping my crusty lips.

Her mouth gently flexed away slowly, thinking I was the prettiest in the world, and her smile came to mind.

"So I - we love. Take the chancellor from the bottom of the day. I'm facing you directly from the front with people, above all as something honorable."

It is immediately apparent that the words are not foolish or obedient, but that they are the true intentions of the City Princess.

If you look into her eyes, and if you hear her voice, it was obvious.

Because people's eyes and voices are mirrors that reflect the inside of them.

"That's why I can throw myself out, if it's for the chancellor, I don't even have to spare my life - whether I cut my own life or throw it, it makes sense."

And when the City Princess stops holding my head with that rich, motherly chest, she says with strong thoughts for every word.

"The city is proud. Being the wife of Mr. Chang Zheng, and... being able to have Mr. Chang Zheng's infant (slightly). I am delighted to be able to connect your memories as flesh to future generations. More than that."

"… City"

The smile soars somewhere, feeling motherly, and at the same time the desire for asylum springs up.

I want to be protected, I want to be spoiled, and I still want to protect you, and I want you to be sweet. Such a strange feeling.

Or is this feeling the emotion I have for my family - I think about that as I hold her back?

"... family is a good thing"

"... Yes!

And it was when we let each other go and smiled at each other - maple and cherry blossoms, the samurai, came into the room.

"Good morning, Master Hall!?

"Ooh... Huh!?

Two samurai staring at me in an outrageous manner, and panicking out of sight.

"What's up? Was there a problem?

"Yes, no... no... the, oh, the hall!?

On behalf of the maple, which has covered its eyes perfectly with both hands, the cherry blossom rubbed up in a voice, calling me to scream.

By the way, she covers her eyes with both hands, just like the maple, but the gap between those fingers is quite large, and it turns out well that her gaze is focused on one point.

For example, erotic heroines who are clearly sluts and intrigued by men often do it - they are the so-called "cancer watchers".

"Oh, shit! Um...! Kick, even today!! You will still be fine today, eh!?

"... yeah?

What makes you say "even today," Nani?

If you think about that with your sleeping head, and turn your gaze to where the maple gaze is concentrated - it's not right there, Don!! and the big sun that is so upright that even sound effects are likely to come with it.

Apparently, from earlier on, he continued to erect without shriveling at all.

……

"Hih, hih!?

If you try to swing your hips silently, elegantly and rhythmically - cherry blossoms slip out of your hips and into tatami.

"Dear President..."

The princess called my name.

I shall obey that voice honestly.

It's never because I was afraid of her.

It's not like I felt a faceless, ruthless young man behind a sticky grin or anything like that. Say no.

"- Then, the city will do the demanding work... and the chancellor will not give it to Princess Ji until then. Don't let cherry blossoms come in forever."

"Ha, ha!

The cherry blossoms are carried as the city princess takes her arms and holds her by the maple.

Perhaps from now on, my beloved wife will change into a daytime outfit.

Needless to say, women's mornings are tough. And that, the city princess is no exception.

She often has to do things like take care of her hair and bathe in the morning.

Moreover, the city princess also has the aspect of being an ally of the Asai family and a symbol of the Oda family.

Therefore, she always had to pay considerable attention to her appetite to avoid lightening the Oda family to the Asai Ministerial Group.

And all such things are often done by the intervention of the samurai.

Just as beautiful gardens can grow weeds and damage the landscape if not cared for - the beauty of the city princess was shaped by the usual and irresistible effort.

And by its beauty, the Asai and Oda families can connect.

……

in the room where the city princesses left. The only person left there is me with my groin heated up by a ginger.

Once again, I try to shake my hips silently, elegantly and dynamically.

My young Big Sun pokes the void like an iron spear without shaking it - just that.

"... as I was told, even at Ji... I guess I'll go"

One shrugged, and I took off my bedtime clothes and put on my kimono.

My wife prompted me to go to other wives... although objectively it is an extremely pathetic story - in short, it is also a pleasant story if I think that Ji is trusted by the city princess.

Still, he's been up a lot too early today. I think so, asking for signs outdoors.

It will take time for the princess's discipline, and I guess breakfast is still a long way off, given that meals will be ready after that.

For that matter, me and Princess Ji will be spending some time together.

(The sleeping cure is cute...)

Unlike the City Princess, Princess Ji is never strong in the morning. Nevertheless, it didn't mean I didn't sleep well.

I'm not particularly in a bad mood, but rather, even if I wake up, I still feel like I'm in a dream.

I've been sweet biting my neck and shoulders, or licking my fingers and sucking them all - like that.

If that's what you're after, all you can say is "bruises," but in her case, it's natural, so the nature is bad.

Of course, in a good way.

Once you taste it, it will fit deeper and deeper. Like a bottomless swamp though.

(If that's what you decide, let me head there ASAP)

I don't know if Princess Ji is awake, but that's what B is.

You just have to gently, politely and gently wrap around her sleeping body and wait carefully for her to wake up seared by the sexiness.

And all you have to do is bring it in slowly, stroking her cheeks as she falls asleep and sweetens.

(Blah, Big Sun's getting erect and letting go... it's pretty hard)

My upright meat stick feels the subtle pleasure created by the kimono and rubbing, and does not show any signs of constant shriveling by turning it into erectile force.

It's good because I'm still keeping reason now, but as the pleasure accumulates as it is - eventually my thoughts were filled with lust, and I could finally run wild.

"... only for a long time, let's not see each other"

I don't have any hobbies for girls at all, but there's a good chance I'll "get laid" like I did at Gifu Castle one day.

About that, lust was a dangerous thing that I couldn't control.

All I can do - carry it with care enough to smash the stone bridge too far and avoid getting your hands on women other than the City Princess and Ji Princess.

It was best to do so, or it had to be.

(But -)

I think I'll go outside the mansion and head away with Princess Ji.

(- How can you be so, so lusty?

In the world where I was, that didn't happen.

With that in mind, I crept through the doorway away and sneaked out to Princess Ji's bedroom.

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No matter how much you wish you were stopping, time passes mercilessly.

I couldn't help but sigh as I looked out completely brighter.

Lower body that still feels wet.

Though I've had a good "cleaning" done - I sit back on the edge and shake my legs hanging out, causing the discomfort.

Until earlier, I had a friendly and intimate time with Princess Ji - she was caged in a separate room by herself because she said she would fix messy hair and put on makeup to hide the marks on her neck sucked by me.

By the way, I said I'd help, but they're turning me down.

(This is about 3 hours...)

Approximately as much time had elapsed since I entered Princess Ji's room.

When it's a love hotel in Japan, the form of usage switches from short time to rest, such time.

Alternatively, the price jumped from roughly 4,000 yen to 7,000 yen, and it was also time for Dr. Noguchi to be relentlessly removed from his wallet.

By the way, my friend had a blast of sleep with both of her where she wanted to leave in short time, and she was doing the dumb thing of running out of money and getting SOS out of the Love Hotel to her friends, so I hope your brothers and sisters take care.

We humans must remember that trouble at the Love Hotel can lead to an immediate breakdown with our partners.

Neither was he an exception.

My friend didn't say much about the reason for the breakdown with her, but given that it was four days after the "Loveho case" that she was told goodbye - the causal link between the breakdown and the case would be undeniable first.

"Ah... you. Sorry to keep you waiting."

It was the reason I was thinking about being such a jerk. I didn't realize how close Princess Ji approached me and accidentally stunned my body with her voice from behind.

If you turn around reflexively - what was there was the figure of Princess Ji in her kimono exactly.

Until just now, I can't see a shadow of it at all, even though he said he was gasping plenty under my arm and disturbed.

"Woohoo... I knew you were beautiful today."

"Yes, I don't... no more..."

Take her hand, disgraced as she dyes her sacred cheeks into the Zhu, and grip her in a gizzard, and return to the mansion where the City Princess is.

After all, the city princess was sitting in front of the enclosure.

Singing a nose song, stirring the pan slowly - though.

If you dare not to be mistaken, the contents are well contained, not empty pans, and the room is full of smells that look delicious.

"Welcome home, Chief Executive. And good morning, Princess Ji. It's time to get ready, so just wait a little longer."

In front of me, sitting in front of the enclosure, was a pan with good boiled ingredients.

It's a pan dish with seafood and mushrooms in the mountain vegetables, with miso as the basic seasoning.

The flavor of miso is accompanied by a seafood specific aroma, where the mushroom's yummy ingredients seep out - a supreme dish.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Without even helping..."

"No, that's okay. Has Princess Ji been with Mr. Chang? He's a fine servant."

Well, I guess so.

In fact, the problem is, I wasn't spending all three hours away having sex.

At least an hour was spent cleansing Princess Ji, or taking a break to recover her health, and less than two hours were having sexual intercourse.

Nevertheless, it is the creature called man who burns as long as there is a time limit.

Of a finite amount of time, the happiness of hugging each other plenty, exchanging body fluids, and intertwining until you get all messed up.

The guilt of having a city princess and another woman used to hang on to me all the time - but lately I've come to think that I can't help but worry about that forever.

If you worry poorly, Princess Ji will suffer as well as the City Princess, and more importantly, because there is no longer any point in bothering to consult Nobunaga, your brother-in-law.

The fool repeats the same mistake, and the wise man does not repeat the same mistake.

That was one way to survive well in the world.

That's how the meal starts, and the City Princess and Ji Princess are extremely feminine - in short, they're starting a conversation that the man I don't really understand.

But that's fine. My wife and I are going to deepen our friendship, and as a bystander, I can think of things to do today.

Although it had recently become clear on how to respond to the sitting children, which began with the Peak Party, there were many issues that needed to be cleaned up.

And in that case - cleaning up quickly from light problems is the shortcut to a deadbeat man.

"Hey, city."

"Yes!

He was a city princess who had a heated conversation with Princess Ji about "the muscles and clavicles of his two arms," but I guess he was drawn back to reality with my voice.

When I reply in a hurry, I lay face down in embarrassment.

"Don't you think it's time you admit it?

"... what, is it?

"I'm talking about your former samurai chief Tsubaki and his thinker."

This morning, when I saw the samurai, I remembered them unexpectedly - not that I had always wondered.

Though it's good that I pardoned them for their sins, that said, I didn't give them permission to marry.

Marriage is not the greatest happiness in men and women - it is only a way of thinking in my former days.

In warring times, marriage is still important to men and women.

Furthermore, in this era, romantic marriages and other such things are not so, but also very valuable.

"Now, what's Tsubaki doing?

"Tsubaki...? She now lives in a long house with her youngest daughters. Although I understand my duties as a samurai, I seem to have been entrusted with the summaries of my youngest daughters by the direct Sutra..."

I see, and I admire your direct sutra concerns.

No, maybe it's because of the accent from the princess.

Because if you are relieved of your duties as a samurai - you will also lose your salary, so if you are normal, you will have to return to the national license.

But by giving her the job of putting the girls together, she could only be named for staying at Sugawa Castle - more than anything else, it was a big name that allowed her to be beside the thinkers.

"Tsubaki and... I pardoned that longhouse footlight named Heishiro, and it's been over a month... Though it's punishment, there's no reason to keep the two you think of each other the whole time - either. If you leave them too badly, you can't lean from gratitude to dissatisfaction."

"... Yes, it is"

That's what the princess said, sighed.

"I just hope you haven't caught up in me organizing these days...... I say, because if you admit those two - even against maple and cherry blossoms, you have to admit you're in love..."

"Woohoo, I see..."

"I guess it's time for me to hire a new samurai..."

When I squirm, the City Princess looks at me and smiles.

"But that's only my problem. As Changzheng said, leaving Tsubaki unattended can also be a hotbed of dissatisfaction... I admit, Tsubaki and that man's marriage."

"... ok"

I sipped a sip of porridge and nodded as I laid down my bowl.

"However, when I say I will allow marriage, Tsubaki and Long Foot - I can't have a grand ceremony, and more importantly, they won't want it themselves. However, Tsubaki also has a personal brother-in-law that she was taken care of by the city, and that she and I worked a lot at the Ji princess ceremony..."

That's what I said, and I saw the City Princess as I dared to make an imaginary face.

"So maybe I can let you do the 'wedding ritual' thing... Enough to call them to this mansion at night and give them a drink in the cup. After that, it's men and women. You'll like it."

"... Dear President"

The princess tells me in a paradoxical manner, with a frightened voice, but a full grin on her face.

"Just a samurai, to a lesser degree... no one to do that, right?

"... because she's a samurai, it's not a question of because she's long and light. Because I'm Tsubaki, I just want to reward you for what you've done. Besides, that guy Heishiro... he's quite serious, he can do his job. Let's not have a problem."

"... if you say so much"

The city princess said without breaking her grin.

"Please, thank you for your time."

Perhaps the city princess was worried about becoming a city princess.

Anyway, Tsubaki was a man who served near her. I can't possibly care less.

"- Okay, then let's let Maple or Cherry Blossom tell that. Approximately around the hour (18: 00)."

"... of the chancellor, as he wills. Let me tell you this."

"All right...... Ji, what do you think... why don't you be there?"

"Yeah, let me, of course, do that. I'm not so familiar with her, but it's true that I took care of her at the wedding ceremony."

Princess Ji laughs when she says so.

"Maple, cherry blossoms!

When the city princess calls on the names of the samurai as she slaps her hand, the samurai opens and the two samurai enter the room safely.

"Both of you...... I need to talk to you about something, would you mind?

"Yes, but Princess Shi..."

Maple says as she looks at me more chilly.

"Well, we were also asked earlier by Endo to tell the Hall..."

"... direct sutra to me?

"Yes."

If it's a direct message, you have to listen to it.

Once he stood up and stretched out his wrinkles (wrinkles), he sat down again and turned to the maids.

However, apparently that didn't work well.

The sight of the samurai reflected my lower body as force majeure, even though it is now calm.

And that, apparently, reminded me of this morning.

The cherry blossoms are going to look at my crotch with suspicious behavior, and the maple is turning bright red on his face and holding that hot cheek with both hands.

But the maple immediately shook his head and slapped his cheeks with both hands - although it was a slightly upper-rubbing voice, it came to a firm conclusion.

"As for that, the government secretary in Nagahama contacted me. Last night, Changzheng said that the silkworm farming and spinning plant he had hoped for had finally been completed. There were also pre-orders made by Mr Zheng Yuan, and he said that he had delivered 75 cauldrons in the factory for yarn machines first. We are also buying silkworms from nearby rural areas, and we have secured a certain amount of larvae, so please come to Nagahama once with Changzheng..."

Even so, around being able to recite this much information, Maple would have a pretty good memory.

And boulders are competent My Brother. It's called the number of deliveries of the machine, and he himself was pretty serious about building the factory.

However... he is not only involved in the financial management of the main business, but also in the construction of the temple of Nagahama, where he can perform his liturgy in addition to the construction of Nagahama Castle.

(- Hmm, you work too hard. This is it)

Humans are people everywhere they go.

If we do not take a moderate break, we will eventually bounce back as much as we could not.

And it was also the job of the management to stop and give rest to those overworked people.

Management is not the job to use and crush human resources.

It is their task to search for ways to make human resources sustainable and to put their health at the forefront of their operations.

"Okay. Now let's head out to Nagahama.

That's what I say, I get up quick.

However, I had to prepare myself for everything before I arrived in Nagahama.

Don't worry too much about the money. The Mayor has left me some money in preparation for my urgent expenses, so I'll put it to work.

"City, and Ji... I'll take care of your absence. If you need anything, I want you to talk to Sutra."

That's what I'm gonna say, and then I'm gonna keep hitting Pong with my hand.

"Woohoo, yeah...... City, earlier, could you please get ready? What, you don't need a big one. All you have to do is drink and a cup. I'll get the rest."

"... Yes! I won't leave it to you, Mr. President."

Seeing a city princess with her hips deeply broken with clear and clear words, I think.

The Warring States era is also a time when almost everything is determined by war, as if it were a letter to read.

But war is not the only place to fight.

It is no exaggeration to say that everything is in a state of war in everyday life.

Under such circumstances, like the City Princess, it changes dramatically from not having a woman who brings together the housekeeping as brilliantly as possible.

For example, if it's a "wedding ritual" with Princess Ji, it's because he did all that - the people of Takenaka, who use Sekigahara as their sphere of power, are still sworn to loyalty while watching the Oda family, which is a major force.

In other invisible places, I suppose they are correcting various Asai family breakdowns.

Including the Tsubaki case, the City Princess is really eyeing the details.

(... I met a really good woman. as a man, nothing happier)

While chewing on that happiness, I thought of the amount of work I should be doing today, and I headed to Interpretive Moon Hair at a glance.

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Interpretive Moon Hair was waiting for me in front of the stable, as if she had perceived my actions beforehand.

No, I guess it was actually easy for her to predict what action I was going to take.

In other words, the horse junction where the stable is located was connected to a horse whose service came from Nagahama this morning.

The fact that the horses have an independent self was also evident from his own old story told by Fujishiro.

It may be seen that the horses from Nagahama also convey information about Nagahama to the horses of Sugawa Castle, including the Interpretive Moon Hair.

After I let her wear a simple horse gear, she tells her where to go to Interpretive Moon Hair - and she runs right out with me on her back.

First, the village of Fujido is on its way.

Interpretive Moonhair, which drew my intentions, first made its way to the market near Sugawa Castle, from where it quickly made its way to Yoshihachi Mitsui's mansion.

"Yoshihachi, Yoshihachi Mitsui!

When I raise my voice in front of the mansion, the peasants begin to look away at what is.

Naturally. The farmers of Fujido Village already know that I am President Asai.

And the general of Kitakomie is pushing against the mansion of his own village.

I wonder what the hell happened, what the hell happens - it must be a natural emotion as a person to think so.

"My lord... What can I do for you this time...?

Yoshihachi, who appeared to roll out of the mansion, looked at me and kept his eyes round.

And that look also shows the colour of fright.

(Well, I don't have a choice...)

Last time I was a sitting child, Fujido Mother and Child were treated like a disgrace to the village because I was showing my anger.

However, it is clear from their testimony that Yoshihachi was providing assistance to Fujido's mother and son.

The act is undoubtedly a rare one in this world that seeks to exclude sitting children by looking down.

And if you look at me differently, you can also interpret the behavior of keeping me close to the Fujido family as trying to help them out of an outside person, me.

"I'm suddenly sorry to visit. But this time, there's a personal story... I won't let you take the time."

The words "personal story" and "I won't let you take the time" that I made were apparently not good.

Yoshihachi pales his face and shivers his body with a clatter.

Don't worry, I'm not thinking about taking your life.

That's what I say, slap an old man on the shoulder.

"I don't know what that proves... today, Yoshihachi. I came here to give you this."

"Ha... ha... What the hell is that..."

Still not breaking my guard - no, I gave him one of the sidelines I was lowering to my hips in front of Yoshihachi, who couldn't break it.

"Would I have done you a hard time before? I've regretted that for a long time. I had plans to stop by near Fujido Village today, so as soon as I was brought in this way. I don't think this is going to be an apology..."

"No... Um... you know, like this..."

With his eyes open, is it because of the tension - an old man who roughs up his breathing and solidifies his body into a bee?

"The side difference is something I used more often than not. Please forgive me for this."

Of course, it is a lie.

I didn't know she was a woman at the time, but when I went to Bodhisattva Mountain Castle to see her, I gave her to the direct chamber of the mouth that accompanied me.

But it's also convenient to lie.

If no one is going to be unhappy, then it is human society that turns around better with it.

"Fujido, your mother-in-law has always appreciated you. When I heard that, I noticed my mistake... Did you try to protect them from me?

"Oh, that's..."

Without accepting the side difference I protruded, Yoshihachi looked at me with a stomach-fucking look after he had toured.

"... Lord. The Fujido family was originally the lord of this village. And my Mitsui family has the Fujido family in a branch...... Just because Fujido dropped herself at the sitting child's house, and then cut it off - doesn't mean she's allowed to go through with blood."

Strong will wrapped around his body, he says in a clear voice.

"Even if aid to sitting children was a capital offence, you have this body that vowed to lose your feelings as a relative who separated blood from meat. I am honored to have died at the side of the Lord."

"... wait a minute"

I push my index finger and middle finger hard between my eyebrows and ask while being struck by feelings similar to dizziness and dizziness.

"You think I'm telling you to hurt yourself with this?

"... because it's not?

"No!

Unexpectedly, I grabbed Yoshihachi's shoulder.

Its shoulders were very thin, or so much so that the shape of the bone was immediately apparent through the thin kimono - but there is a strong presence, either because of the temper he is emitting.

After all, people with a single creed, "This is how I live," are strong.

In many ways - even if it wasn't just in the right direction, it was shaking off in the wrong direction.

"I'd rather praise you. It won't be easy to live in this village, but even so, trying to help the Fujido family... can't be done by the will of the same."

I looked him in the eye and complained, but I felt a strong sense of impatience at the same time.

That is, the words of Yoshihachi "even if aid to sitting children was a capital offence…".

If the problem of discrimination against sitting children was not just one of private level, but also of our ruling hierarchy, it was one that needed to be resolved as soon as possible.

"... praise, is it?

And Yoshihachi never seemed to think he could hang those words.

With a decent face, you're looking at my face.

"That's right. Why should I punish myself for trying to help a sitting child? Besides, the Fujido family will still have two small children."

I pushed Yoshihachi aside, urging him to take it, and continued the words.

"Kids don't get to choose their parents - and they don't get to choose the environment where they're born. Yoshihachi, don't you think it's irrational? that while there are people like me born as traces of Asai, on the other hand there are those born as children of sitting children who are discriminated against, like those of Fujido."

"My lord... no, but such..."

"Listen, Yoshihachi."

I say as I lay my own hands over his fist holding the sidelines.

"A man cannot change his own birth, his past. But we can change our own way of life. If discrimination is to arise, it must exist in that dimension, in the dimension of those who do not strive to change the future. Never discriminate against those who strive to live better, even if they are born evil."

It's also a word I once threw at Princess Ji, who had been confined and blocked in the past.

The past is always there and will never change.

But the future is always variable.

Trying to make it better, even trying to change it, is something that always responds.

And developing an environment for a society that can accept it should be the supreme purpose of a politically involved exchanger like me.

Nevertheless, this idea comes to mind - though I guess it's because I have my own background in the world I was in, that I was an orphan who lost my parents.

"Therefore, I was born to discriminate against my subjects. That's why I praise you, Yoshihachi. In the mud of society, I was helping the Fujido family who wanted to live."

"My lord..."

When Yoshihachi says so as to whine, he squeezes his sidelines all the time as his bones rise.

"But Asai is not wealthy enough to focus on all the problems. We have to create a society that has a smile on everyone's face, including this village."

I slapped Pong and his shoulder before jumping on the Interpretive Moon Hair.

And if you look down at him from the horse, when will Yoshihachi be kneeling down to the ground and breaking his hip?

"I'm going to see the Fujido people more than this."

When I called him that, Yoshihachi slowly raised his muddy forehead and looked up at me.

"Maybe we'll be renting the Fujido people for a while. I'm not going to force you... but I just want you to keep that in mind that it's possible"

"Ha... ha...!

With a voice that was no longer a voice, Yoshihachi had a face that looked at something incredible - perhaps not firmly visible in the backlight, but turned to me and the Interpretive Moon Hair.

I don't know what kind of relationship this old man and the Fujido sitting children have.

But I'm pretty sure it has more to do with than what he said: "blood and flesh separated relatives".

Otherwise, there's no way you could imitate being condemned to death if you discover it.

(But now I have more work to do...)

That is, to examine firmly whether there are laws that promote discrimination against sitting children.

If there is such a law, it has to be changed - and if it does not, it will, above all, involve credit problems from sitting children.

In other words, everything I do and do to gain trust from the sitting children can turn into ashes.

That's why becoming "friends" with Fujishiro in a friend village is literally no longer a reality. That's all I want to avoid at all costs.

"... it's a very troublesome society here."

When I was so bumpy, the temple moon hair that was running through the lush woods where the Fujido family lived on a small run stopped its legs.

"Cuo on"

- Human society is like that everywhere, isn't it?

It was about that kind of nuance, and it was ironically hissing.

◆

In a woodland that seems to have a bad living environment, as always full of concern.

Even though the sky is pale and sunny everywhere, the trees of the forest nearly block its spring cheer, and its interior remains as dark as ever.

There are giant rats (rats) that are probably demons or large insects that no longer can be explained by their shape, and the Interpretive Moon Hair moves on relentlessly trampling them.

While doing so, I arrived in front of the Fujido family mansion, but by chance, Yoshiyoshi and I were to be reunited at the front door.

I can't even say I'm beautiful in flattery, I'm wearing a kimono that's flaky by the way, and mud creeps me out.

Were you even about to do some work from now on to see where the silver hair is clamped?

"Long time no see, Yoshiyoshi. Is there any work to be done?

"No... that, we're going hunting..."

"Hunting, or..."

But Yoshiyoshi has no weapons at his disposal.

So, what the hell are we going to do?

"Still, I don't seem to have anything to prey on... what the hell are you going to hunt for?

"Get the rat..."

Yoshiyoshi says so, then he leans shy.

"Demons can't be hunted with normal weapons, so with bare hands..."

And he snapped like a zero.

"Well... rats are a treat for us"

I, in response to that word-- couldn't respond immediately.

Perhaps a rat is not that little rat I normally imagine, but that demon whose interpretive moon hair was crushing earlier.

But poverty does exist here that you can't live without saying something like that.

After dropping him off as he lowered his head and disappeared into the woods, I raised my voice to the mansion to inform him of my visit.

There are no ringing bells or interphones in this era, so we have to rely on primitive methods.

And what greeted me from inside the mansion - a brown silver-haired elf-eared girl... was also Yoshiyoshi's sister, Apricot (today).

Install her guide before entering the mansion and moving to the front of the room where Mrs. Fujido is located.

(I knew it had to be the parents telling the important story)

As I stood there with a modern idea in a way, Apricot opened the room and led me inside.

Mrs. Fujido is there.

He lay on a thin mattress, and even though he knew I was coming, he couldn't get up.

"Woohoo... Ready to go... Sorry, such an ugly and disrespectful appearance..."

That being said, the lady tries to get up hard as she coughs.

"I'll be up soon, so forgive me flat, flat..."

"No, you can keep it that way. Don't ever push it."

Not very much, but I couldn't watch.

I immediately travel to her pillow, coughing hard but controlling that luxurious body I was about to wake up to.

"Impossible touches the body. It would be a good idea to stay put today and spend some time quietly. I don't think it's the kind of word I'd say if I came here on my own."

I took the nappy cloth out of my chest before the lady swallowed it every time I tried to say something.

And scratch the beautifully flowing silver hair and wipe the sweat that is floating on its brown skin.

"Nevertheless, long time no see, Your Ladyship. I'm sorry I suddenly pushed you. But I really need to tell you something, so please forgive me."

I whispered as I peered into Madame's eyes.

She was trying to say something - but now you realize that if you move your mouth, the only thing that comes out is a cough. He agrees and tries to find out what's in my eyes.

"Apricot, are you hungry?

I turn away from the lady and ask the girl in the corner of the room looking at this one jiggly.

"… less, no"

"Right. Actually, there's some dried meat and dried fish on the back of my horse outside. You can have it tomorrow, if you like."

With that said, the girl's eyes clearly had a delightful color.

And right away, I sneer at it like I'm ashamed of it.

But I didn't feel ashamed of it. Kids just have to eat a lot and sleep a lot.

It is always the adults who turn society around. Even if I'm wrong, there's no room for children.

Then now all you have to do is eat, sleep, and wait for when you grow up - because that's how society circulates.

"Check it out. Just don't eat today. Just eat what your brother will get. Because what you get by moving is clearly more valuable than what you get by sitting down."

Apricot had been patrolling for a while, but eventually nodded slowly.

This girl is probably not used to being given something from outside her family.

That seemed like a very sad thing.

A human being is a life form that operates in the first place "between" a creature called "man" - and is therefore inevitably a social creature, a creature that can only live in society.

And I guess human attraction is formed for the first time by the bite of sour and sweet in such a society and the accumulation of experience.

It seemed to me that human charm is shaped by giving and giving, and we should not hesitate to be afraid of it.

"... thank you, sir"

"I don't mind.... you should go get it soon. I don't think we're gonna get away with this."

The girl thanked me again and left the room.

It was an extremely quiet operation up to that point, but the moment it was closed, I could hear the sound of a bulk run.

After all, such places are age-appropriate girls - how much, say sitting children who are alienated from society.

"Now, Your Ladyship. I'd like to talk to you about adults from here... what do you think?"

In the room where Apricot left, my voice sounded quiet.

Seeing Madame take the lead, I inquire with her eyes firmly in front of me.

"Consultation is nothing else. I hate being around things, so let me go with a straight ball. Will you let me keep your wife's son, Lord Yoshiyoshi?"

The Lady's eyes were wide open, and at a level where she could wonder where such power had remained - she followed me with her hips down her pillow.

"True… is that true…?

"You could say that with lies and insanity. I want to take Yoshiyoshi as my best friend... I hope so."

When I say that, the lady doesn't hate that body sticking out of her bedding and grabbing my pocket.

I guess that was no longer an unconscious behavior.

For her, who lives in isolation from the outside world in the dark woods with very little to lose - my suggestion is just a sudden light.

In the Warring States era, Kingsamurai refers precisely to a group of child breeders under the direct authority of a great name.

Among the myriad ministerial groups, a privileged status that only a limited number of people can obtain. Wrong, it wasn't the kind of position that discriminated classes like sitting children could want.

"Indeed, discrimination against sitting children is deeply rooted. That this disappears - at least when your wife is alive, and when I am, it won't be possible first. And if you try to employ sitting children to the public, you will definitely be exposed to headwinds in the Asai family again. But..."

I sue in a clear tone, staring at Madame.

"Still, when you think about things from a long-term perspective, there are things that have to be accomplished at some point in time, even if you know you're going to get backlash. Let me show you how ready I am for a society where people, demons and sitting children can coexist."

……

"And that society must never lack sitting children. Because in this world where demons travel, sitting children who can interact with them are the ones closest to the truth of this world."

But I'll cut my mouth once.

"Perhaps we can't take Yoshiyoshi as it is at present. There's nothing for me at the moment, not just ideals, but ideals."

I clapped softly in the hands of a desperate lady.

Thin, and weak little hands. But with this little hand, she would have worked desperately to protect the children.

And I wonder if that effort could be rewarded somewhere - that's what I think.

Even if they say it's hypocrisy, they still wish it.

Everyone who makes an effort to get out of the dark wants you to win the happiness of the crowd.

"However, there is a different story about the Kingsamurai. Kingsamurai can be picked at my discretion. Salaries can also be given from my direct jurisdiction. Of course, many people treat Yoshiyoshi, a sitting child, badly... but if it's in my sight, I can handle it any way I want."

"Really... a real honor..."

You're impressed, Madame begins to cry with her thin shoulders trembling.

"But we also need to rush to a conclusion. There will also be Yoshiyoshi's intention. If... If Yoshiyoshi will shake my head vertically, I would like you to contact me to that effect. Ask Yoshihachi Mitsui, the villager, to use it."

"Yoshiha-san..."

As soon as I put out his name, the lady shrugged slowly as she rubbed her eyes.

"... Yes. Yoshiha-san, just Yoshiha-san... please be really good."

That being said, the Lady points softly in one direction with her powerless arm.

If I looked ahead, there were spears and feet erected against the wall.

"That spear was brought to you by him for Yoshiyoshi."

The lady looked at my face and told me to explain.

"Yoshiha-san was also involved with the men of Fujido Village in the Noda match where Shimamoto was fought against Hexagonal forces. That's when I picked it on the battlefield. Yohachi said." The Lord is the Admiral who possesses a rare amount of equipment. If that's the case, Yoshiyoshi will definitely accept it too '... "

Besides, Madame says.

"The prefect is a hero to us. Asakura, Saito, and Hexagon are the heroes who got rid of this even as they attacked. The eagle has also been crusaded, but more than that… from those of us who live in Omi, it is a real pleasure to protect our lives from aggression in other countries."

That's what the lady said, madam.

I woke her up softly and stroked her thin back.

Its body is even more idle than that of Princess Ji, who thought she was too thin, unlike that of a city princess.

There is no desire at all, but rather a sense of pain that comes out.

"Yoshiha-san is no longer at war because he is old enough, but the men in the village who went to the battlefield before seem to have said this. Saito and Hexagon, and the light of hope that appeared at that time when Asakura was pinched and desperate, were Shimamoto. If you follow the guard, you'll figure it out."

"... right"

I was stuck in my thoughts again as I stroked her back starting to cough again.

I have fought with men on the battlefield, but that means that I was leading a significant part of the population of the Kitami Koe.

(I mean... my assessment on the battlefield, in a way, is either internal affairs or directly linked to the people's assessment)

It's perfectly natural to be honest, but to be honest, I've never thought about that before.

Yes - in Asai territory and Kitakomie, where the separation of soldiers and farmers has not progressed, soldiers are ordinary men living in towns and villages, and they are only mobilizing them to fight.

In other words, the region of Kitami Koe has, in a sense, an aspect as a battlefield community.

I guess the reason I've been able to do whatever I want in the realm so far, on second thought, was because of my assessment on the battlefield.

Historical facts, for example, say that the biggest reason Tokugawa Jiayang has won tremendous trust from the people is because he has always continued to show an attitude of fighting against his foreign enemies.

Even in the battle of the Tripartite Gahara, where Jia Kang suffered a great defeat from the Takeda army, did the people realize that "Jia Kang will always go to battle with any mighty enemy against him", and they became more united?

(Think of it, it's still just the Warring States era, and the match is important...)

I think that while I stroke Madame's back.

But that can be more interesting than that.

"With that said, your wife seems to trust Yoshihachi for a long time..."

What the hell kind of relationship is that?

To my inquiry, she coughs one up and opens her tease.

"Yoshiha-san... the..."

The lady really smiles like she's been young for ages and decades.

The kind of eyes that miss the past...

"... No, that, I'm sorry. Very from my mouth..."

"Right..."

- Obviously, it was that of a woman in love.

I guess this is exactly what the eyes say when they say things as much as the mouth.

I'm just not the kind of wild guy who asks you to point it out and flinch it back.

Only the honeypot of the City Princess and Ji Princess is sufficient to whisk it back.

How long have you been doing that?

When I could lay my cough down on the mattress, I got up completely.

Unfortunately, we can't spend a lot of time here.

Fate is only in Nagahama.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I have to go now... to Nagahama"

"Is Nagahama…"

"Yes."

I nodded, pulled the machete out of my hips, and placed it on Mrs. Sheath's pillow.

Of course, it is a regular katana, not a stone split combined light. However, a proper forge struck it, although it was quite a knife.

"Give this to Yoshiyoshi. If you don't want to serve me, why don't you tell them to keep it?"

The lady had a surprise look on her face, but that's not what I knew.

"This sword is my will. A knife is only a tool for killing people. But it's a tool that lets you choose who to kill... to this effect, and to convey it together."

The lady nodded. In its eyes, there are also tears.

I only thought for a moment that she was really a woman with a lot of feelings, but I also think that given her predicament, there would be no choice.

More importantly, it feels like I've seen it - probably not for long. Even amateurs know better.

Its life is going to disappear now, and it may now be described as a flash of brilliance just before it disappears.

No, that's why she'll be relieved.

Even if the mother, herself, dies, I wonder if maybe the children can handle it - in advance of their hopes while refraining from the end of death to the present.

(Take it for another month, two months...)

I know my parents' deaths because I'm the one who nursed them as young as I could, that feeling.

Reapers are standing right next to the bedding. All we have to do is anticipate the timing and reap this woman's life.

I crouch down on my pillow again, take Madame's hand and squeeze her thin, ragged fingers.

"Sleep well today. And I want you to get fit and talk to the kids and do it. They still need a mother."

Wiping the sweat floating on Madame's forehead with an anesthetic, I rose again.

Then stare at the spears and feet hung on the wall, smell the air of the dusty mansion, and leave the living room behind.

Outside the mansion, the interpretive moon hair lay asleep, trying to lean against her and the apricots enjoyed chatting about something.

That looks exactly like a painting. Virgins and unicorns, it was a sight that was going to be titled like that.

When she noticed me, she whispered "I'll talk to you again," and slowly woke up.

I guess I've been passionate about chatting for a long time.

Apricot looked at the front door when she heard the roar of the interpretive moon hair, looked at me standing there and showed me how surprised I was by all the jumping up - and then she panicked and lowered her head.

"Apricots."

I read the girl's name and ask.

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

She raised her head in such a way as to be afraid, and then eventually nodded.

The face is very nervous, and the pointy ears seem tense.

"Assuming, as the samurai of my wives... if that's no good, what would you say if I asked you to serve as the samurai who takes care of me around you?

But naturally, the girl could not respond.

Like, "uh," or "uh-huh," he looks troubled and flutters his gaze between me and Interpretive Moon Hair with such a stray caged voice.

I'm sorry.

I apologized as I sneezed and stroked her beautiful silver hair.

You can't decide that on your own.

"Ah... the... sorry"

"That's okay."

I smile as I fold my hips and match her gaze.

"I just want you to take it seriously for a moment. Now your mother is asleep. Will you talk to me about this after your mother wakes up?"

I guess I'm nervous. Without opening her mouth, the girl shook her head small, giggling her tender body like a robot.

I don't say anything and keep stroking the girl's head.

Somehow, a touch that becomes a habit. A unique touch that is different from both Princess Shi and Princess Ji, as well as strange.

In the end, I was indulging in the feeling that the girl's silver hair would give me, as if the Imperial Moon Hair were hurrying me.

"Well, listen to your mother, and I'll support you about your brother."

And then I get on my interpretive moon hair, and I look down at her and I say, More emotion than that.

"It's not normal for a family to be alive. If you lose it and you realize it, you can't take it back."

I don't know if that passed on properly. I don't know how far you understand it.

But the girl listened to me and snorted at me.

That's all it was worth coming here for - it seems to me like it.

◆

I seem to have spent a lot of time in the Fujido family, and the position of the sun had already reached its peak.

Around a little after 12 o'clock...... and think of it as blurry on an interpretive moon hair horse.

Interpretive moon hair moves lightly, and if poorly done, it may be less stressful than traveling in an automobile.

(Still, I knew there was nothing but grass... Nagahama)

The land of Nagahama, visible from the horses, is not something I dare say - nothing.

I used to do that when I visited Biwako before I went to a friend village, but I really don't have anything.

To the extent that private houses stand side by side with bumps by the way.

And the current situation is that there are more trees growing than private houses, and I am also very excited about the development and development of how much this sight will change once the castle is built.

But there was more to it than that.

Because between the grass trees, and right next to the private house - a large creature, like a dragon, is making herds and walking wide with our faces.

The body is white, and yet the black edge like a cow colors its campus.

Hanging from head to tail produces blocked hair, which moves extremely slowly.

He is a giant demon with such a look, about 15 meters long.

That's two of them, blocked in our path.

Naturally, you must have noticed us blasting off towards our destination.

When they capture us with their crushed eyes, they glare up their necks to show the color of vigilance.

Once upon a time - the battle against that vicious eagle instantly came to life behind my brain.

(IF... if these guys are dangerous demons...!

If you hesitate to stay alert even for a moment, you die.

I put my hand on a stone split and light pattern, a Jade Fluorescent Stone knife that will be effective against demons immediately.

But you must have felt my move like that.

Interpretive Moon Hair whispered small enough to control me, then he hissed heavily toward the giant shadow ahead.

Then, as soon as they lose interest from us - they lose sight of each other.

And he stretched out his neck, and began to eat the grass growing on the branches of the tall trees.

Demons, the color of alert is no longer fading away, and with that, my powers are falling out of my body.

(Ah... well, these guys are... 'cows')

I inadvertently remembered the contents of the Demonic Drawings, which I borrowed from Princess Ji.

The dragon-like demon in front of me is a demon called a cow, a herbivorous demon, who acts very little dangerous against humans.

I'm not blind to The Demonic Drawings, but at least that's how the authors who authored the drawings recognize it.

And the two in front of you are probably a connection between a stallion and a toad.

Somehow, but I felt that way.

And the intuition was apparently right.

When the cow stood up on his hind leg and began to eat the grass even higher, he saw a small calf sucking on its abdomen.

The demon, still small, sucks on the breast in the abdomen of the mother who is eating and drinks hard.

(... I see)

I somehow figured out why they sent a sight of vigilance.

Probably worried.

Another demon named Horse came and wondered if they would hurt the child.

But if we don't worry about it, they won't have to pay any more attention to us at the same time.

(Speaking of which, Fujishiro said, 'Horses are honest creatures who don't lie')

I don't know if that's true, or if it's the reason (the rules) of this world - but if it is, I can explain why these demons have lifted their guard with a glimmer of interpretive moon hair.

Including that, I'd like to hear a lot about when Interpretive Moon Hair can take the shape of a person.

Interpretive moon hair runs through the vicinity of a family of cows that only look like black spotted dragons, and after a while it reaches the point where many temporary huts are built.

Once again, it is - a section inhabited by Dali Hall in Nagahama Castle, as well as by spouses involved in the construction of silkworm farms.

There is also, naturally, a packing of soldiers there, and when the Interpretive Moon Hair stops in front of it, it prompts me to come down.

If we got off the back of the Interpretive Moon Hair as prompted, eleven soldiers jumped out of the stuffing.

"Thank you for your hard work"

Correct your posture, slap a soldier on the shoulder looking nervous in front of me, and ask them.

"Surely, do you have any idea where my real brother/prime minister is? I'd like you to tell him my brother's here if you don't mind. Tell him I'm sorry I'm late."

Of the soldiers, two said they knew where the governor was.

I sent them out to use and instructed the remaining soldiers to return to their normal work - offering them the Interpretive Moon Hair and taking a stroll around.

The soldiers I put out for use won't be back any time soon, so it is honest that I want to see a lot of things in the meantime.

Our point was closer to the shore of the lake and we could walk right out to the shore of Lake Biwa.

In historical fact, Nagahama Castle is close to the shore of the lake, and the castle is to be built in almost the same place in this world.

Eventually we will issue a transfer order against the castle town of Old Kotani Castle and create a new castle town - but at that time we will have to think seriously about how we are going to hang out with these demons.

Needless to say again, some of the demons have their own will and emotions.

That is evident in the matter of the Interpretive Moon Hair, but the horses and the demons that accompany them will and emotions will not be the only demons.

Those cows, too, are creatures capable of dialogue. Probably good to see as having advanced thinking skills.

If so, if there was anything like cutting down all the grass and rebuilding Long Beach for human convenience - it was visible that they would be grieving and desperate and would dare to fight against us to regain their homeland.

(I mean, the castle town of Nagahama... will be a messy city for sitting children and demons, not just humans, and that's what we have to do)

I am pregnant with many problems, but depending on city planning it was likely to work out.

In order to do this, we need to organize the zoning and its management, and we need to be thorough.

And near me thinking about that, an individual different from the earlier cow is eating the shadow and the grass growing from the ground looking delicious.

Its physique is smaller than that of the earlier adults, about 10 meters long, but it is quite an individual with a fine body.

Again, this individual also looks suspicious when he notices me and Interpretive Moon Hair - but by a whiff of Interpretive Moon Hair, he starts to immerse his gaze back in the grass and immerse himself in the meal.

Seeing a cow like that makes me think. Envious, by the way.

Every day you relax without worrying about anything and eat grass.

There is no trouble at all due to the presence of Lake Biwa about drinking water, and the only thing that scares me is the same demons because of their demonic properties.

If it bothers you, you can find a pair, make a child, and do something about it, like it was your turn earlier.

(Oh, my God, I envy you)

In a way, aren't they the demons who are achieving a peaceful life that people don't stop looking for......

With that in mind, at the same time I try to get my thoughts around their temperament.

Again, it seems like it would be nice to recognize these cows as basically a dear herbivorous demon, as written in The Demon Atlas.

Because there is the fact that in an environment inhabited by such big demons, there are people living there, standing in private houses, albeit only a little.

In addition, given the fact that a populated area is being created near the habitat of these demons - it turns out that the inhabitants of this world do not see this demon as a threat.

(After all, you're not just a vicious demon like an eagle...)

And if you try to coexist with the cows who have a serene character, you will have to think of various means.

For example, the city's zoning is completely decided, and its surroundings are used as dense forest zones or something.

Or you can leave nature in the heart of the city and build a castle town around it.

Leaving nature by compartment everywhere in the city and turning it into a castle town where demons and humans would normally be disturbed.

(Yeah, just thinking... I'd love to)

If the silkworm farming industry is to flourish and accumulate capital in the Asai family - we can also use that as a starting point and directly push for the development of the castle town.

Nevertheless, building a city is a daunting business.

It's a problem that should never be taken care of.

If we do not properly maintain sewage, the plague will become endemic, and if we do not increase the width of the road, there will be many contact accidents with horses and vehicles.

But I need money to do that.

It was all because of "gold" that I had never been able to strike out into a massive internal affairs administration.

Money is absolutely important to do anything.

It is a sad reality in this world, and running for gold measures - has also been a human action seen universally everywhere in the prosperity of civilization since history.

(That's what I meant, man hasn't made any progress at all...)

Tap into the abyss of Lake Biwa and be held back by such sentiments.

In the end, although all scientific and technological advances have been made, it was the real image of the society of the 21st century in which I lived that the fabric of man and society has progressed without any change.

It is also, in a sense, progress in blockage.

Even if you think you're moving on, that habit hasn't progressed at all - such a reality.

At the end of the day, humans could only rest by taking it.

Whether it's a meal, a scientific experiment, we can't do anything without borrowing the lives of grass and animals.

"Cuo on"

Interpretive moon hair whispered.

And then they give me that big one in front of me to keep the wind from blowing from the lake.

If you keep boggling like this, you'll catch a cold - that's what I told you, sweet light green eyes.

"Brother!

As I stared into those beautiful eyes, I heard the former government voice from behind me.

Looking back, there's a look at him who brought in a bunch of guys.

Zhengyuan was wearing a light water coloured jacket with feathers and a black jade. Asai's family crest is sewn into the jacket as a decoration.

Next to him was Akai's Kiyoshi Rainforest, who quietly broke his hip when he and I met each other.

The kimonos of the men behind the government and Qingzhen wear the same colors and patterns, and it turns out that's not as expensive - except for one.

"Oh, Kiyoshi to the governor? Sorry, I seem to be a long way behind..."

"No, such a thing..."

"I apologize for calling my brother so suddenly. What the hell is my brother doing here..."

"I was thinking. of what to do with the city."

"… Completion"

Zhengyuan struck one hand with Pong and saw the man holding back behind Qingzhen.

"Speaking of the city, my brother, Mr. Tsing-Jeong, recommended this young man - Yoshimasaki Tanaka - to us, we are behind schedule... but construction is progressing better and more appropriately"

"Well, well, well."

I nodded as I looked at the youth.

If I remember correctly, Yoshimasa was born in 1548. This year - does that mean that 1567 means I'm 19?

Although, unlike the world I was in, the weight is completely different at the age of 19 in the Warring States.

Incidentally, Yoshizhi Tanaka is extremely important to us modern people.

Because he is the person who carried out urban development and urban development projects directly connected to modern times, and the great shadow man who must never be removed from knowing the history of Japanese cities.

But more than that, why did I raise him to the stage of internal affairs?

"Yoshimasa, you seem to work well for me. Thank you."

"Ha... yes! I am truly delighted that I have just been involved in such a precious opportunity, and that I can thank you for your kind words..."

"Well, hello, maybe your mother's blood was good."

As soon as I utter the word, Yoshimasaki stares up at me with his eyes open with fear, smearing his body with a vikri.

- Yes, his mother comes from a friend village if it's true.

And that, apparently, was the same in this world.

If so, it would mean that he was born II between a sitting child and a sitting child, or a demonic quater born between a sitting child and a human being.

"Well, that doesn't matter"

I put that down with a smile on him and turn back to the prime minister and Qingzhen.

"Then let me show you to the silkworm farm, which is also why I visited here. I still don't know how big it is unless I see it for myself."

"Let's be natural. Hundreds of stories are not at first sight. No, you can listen to me as one of the hundred stories, but as far as I'm concerned - I think I've got something really good."

With that said, the government made a really refreshing grin, like a young actor with a beer in the background against a bright blue sea.

◆

The silkworm farm was built near the construction site where Nagahama Castle was built.

The reason for this is obvious, because one of the plans for the construction of Nagahama Castle incorporates the establishment of a factory.

In other words, by constructing a factory inside the exterior of Nagahama Castle, the aim is to make this a defense and liaison base when things happen.

In short, the site was given to this factory enough to withstand during the war......

"... That's big"

Beyond initial expectations, the size of the plant was much larger.

There is no electricity. Naturally, the interior is dark and it takes a while to get used to the environment.

When my eyes finally got used to the dim space, it was a ton of yarn machines that came into my eyes.

It was a machine for boiling a silkworm cocoon, dissolving the coagulant protein and cericin that kept its round shape, and rolling the cocoon yarn into a single raw yarn.

In principle, it is extremely simple: it is not so different from what is placed in farmers with silkworm farming as their side business.

Incidentally, silkworm farms in the modern West said they owned more or less 150-180 kettles of yarn generators.

This means that our factory, where 75 cauldrons are installed, has only about half its production capacity.

(Well, it's weirder to compare it to modern factories)

Either way, in the transitional period from the Middle Ages to the recent past, a warring nation - because this much equipment is in itself an exception during the exception.

And inside the factory, there wasn't just a yarn machine.

Yarn machines are machines that carry out the task of binding boiled cocoon yarns and involving them.

Naturally, then, it will be easy to imagine that the raw yarn produced that way remains wet.

But because the water contains dissolved cericin - if left there, the raw thread wrapped around the corner will solidify into bees.

The machine to avoid it was a fryer, which had about 40 units inside the factory.

"How dare you collect all these machines?"

I admire and touch every piece of equipment.

This is a time when the concept of factory and so on hardly exists and it is impossible to produce a large number of pictorial products.

The machines here are all handmade, and if you look at the details, one way to sharpen the wood, the same thing doesn't exist.

Behind the fabrication of these machines is the figure of the craftsmen, and the figure is something that was being lost in my former world.

"Yep. I thought I'd have a pretty hard time procuring these machines too..."

That's what Mahjong says and smiles.

"But thanks to a merchant, we were able to gather this far. And yet, that price hasn't completely expired...... again, if you keep it tight. Anything you said, 'I am a merchant, but if you want to protect me, I will suffer harm.'"

"... how could such a strange merchant have been?"

I was, honestly, surprised.

While basically influenced by power, I thought I was going to scratch that gap - trying to expand my own interests, acting solely on economic interests or profit and loss accounts.

In my former world, there was a community of black companies that worked more like carriages and fattened their bellies just for the president than for the company, so I probably had to think of it that way.

"Brother, don't you know a merchant named 'Omiya'?

"" Omiya "...?

That's the name I heard somewhere, but I can't remember it very well.

"So what about the name Zongheng Yamashita? Alternatively, the name Shinichiro Yamashita..."

"... ahh!

Unexpectedly, memories coming to the back of your brain.

Before I came to the world and went to the hot springs with the princess, I stopped by for rice bran.

Over there, only, "Omiya". I should have put up a sign like that.

"" Omiya "is a US Inquirer, but as a matter of course it seems to have a thick connection to the countryside -"

The prime minister keeps moving his mouth while I'm in a state of suspension due to too much shock.

"When I heard that we were having trouble procuring machinery for silkworm farming, they seemed to have gone out of their way to gather yarn rollers from abandoned villages or from farmers who no longer had spinners - even if they ordered from the craftsmen of Kyo and Sakai for the missing portion. To ask, Lord Shin Yaro, who will succeed the next Zongheng issue, was moving vigorously... Well"

When Zhengyuan exhaled loudly, he looked at my face like a prank.

"Nevertheless, my brother is a bad man. I didn't know we were caged, not just us, but even the profit-savvy merchants..."

"That's not what I'm going to do"

I say that to the governor who is smiling bitterly, and then I try to remember their faces again.

But I couldn't really remember why it was a mere encounter.

I only remember that Shinbakuro had a newborn baby.

(I wouldn't even have the stepchildren to work that far...)

- I feel so sorry and sorry for the fact that I only remember that.

"... but we have to reward him in some way."

"It's up to my brother."

With such a facial expression as openness, the prime minister says in a mild tone.

"Even though we put our hands through it, this is only because of the connection between my brother and" Omiya ". We would be delighted to express our gratitude directly for the exchange of Omiya. I thank you and reward you for your service to my brother, General Asai."

Assuming I offer them an apology on behalf of my brother, it would be a fool to them.

Zhengyuan said so, then hit one hand with the bread and begin to explain the factory.

"First of all, it's about factory workers… we're thinking about hiring the people in our immediate neighborhood about this. And when the factory management is on track, let's introduce new threaders and rewinders."

There was no difference in the idea.

You should take care of what you have first.

And for the first time when the factory's local power has strengthened, we just have to take the next step.

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After the factory tour, the surroundings were quickly beginning to darken as they were then being inspected and briefed on the construction of Nagahama Castle and Taruya Hall.

In any case, what I found out was that the factory was already operational - the construction of the Taruki Hall ahead of Nagahama Castle could be completed in less than two months.

The Taruki Hall is still in the middle of construction, where numerous husband and wife work.

And their wives and daughters were coming to the construction site to deliver their lunches, or women were coming from nearby rural areas to sell vegetables, and again, the ladies were inviting men, not just men, but a mixture of different women.

Seeing that, I can still recognise the natural fact that the world is made up of men and women.

Men care about the women's gaze, while trying to show them the good - the women incite such men and try to manipulate them well.

"... Nevertheless, Nagahama is still rural"

"Cuo on"

In the dark night, my words flow with the wind, and so does the roar of the temple moon hair.

My body was on her back and on my way back to Sugawa Castle.

Zheng Yuan and Qingzhen have set up temporary mansions in Nagahama to take charge of the construction work, and in particular, Zheng Yuan has suggested staying at his mansion - I politely refuse to do so while explaining why.

This evening, even though it was an imitation of congratulations to Tsubaki, who was the samurai of the city princess, it was also the day to connect and approve with the thinker.

The city princess will be ready for that, and if I don't go home to Sugawa Castle this evening, before she asks Ji to be present - it's obvious that she'll buy Daijingku from them.

(That's all, if you never dodge...)

For me, the City Princess, among other things, is equally existential.

I don't think I should live any longer if something like that hates me from her.

You can laugh at me as being feminine, but I really can't help but think so.

My world revolves around the city princess, because if that center is lost, the only thing left is collapse.

Interpretive Moon Hair thinks about that. Put me on my back, I wonder what the hell you're thinking.

Suddenly such an idea came to mind when the light of Sugawa Castle's Matsumitsu was in sight.

A sitting child who is capable of dialogue with demons. If you are going to trust the words of one of them, Fujishiro of Friend Village, Interpretive Moonhair is Asai Yoshiko, the first wife of "Changzheng Asai".

And I guess that's true.

In this world, horses seem to be "untrue" demons.

And the blood-drawing fox horse, the Imperial Moon Hair, can't escape the logic (the rules) - there was such a certain perception in me.

I try to say something to my interpretive moon hair and realize I don't know what to say.

That seemed like an elementary school student who would still forget the words before his first lover, but he could also find himself thinking that might be a good idea.

Interpretive Moon Hair is a different vector from the City Princess, or a different dimension, irreplaceable to me.

I love the presence of Interpretive Moon Hair, and perhaps she's also pointing that kind of emotion at me.

I get to Sugawa Castle while I'm thinking about being unproductive.

Also today, the Imperial Moon Hair will squeeze out the stallions and transform their energy into their own strength in the womb.

When I saw her go into the stable, I rushed into the mansion where I lived with the City Princess.

There it is, for the vows of men and women. To celebrate the birth of a new family.

Will the time be roughly the hour (18: 00)? I managed to return to Sugawa Castle at a really critical time.