Reincarnation Life to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with the Adversity of the Successor of Tai Chi

A woman named Starch.

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Whatever happens, don't change your expression.

Because that change gives the target a gap to follow.

Shinshin Maida has been harshly described by his master of martial arts, Prime Minister Takeurashi (Urasuke).

It was on me, even if I was unconscious, because of what I had been told since I was a child.

Always smile calmly...

This was the look that gave no clearance to his tightest opponent.

The expression collapsed brittle in front of one woman.

There's obvious, painful.

"What's going on? Yuanjiro. Though he seems pale."

"Yes, no. Nothing."

Even with a blue face, only the mouth manages to strengthen.

But as if to assume the answer, the woman has caught up.

"Then answer me. What did that monkey do to my Hideyoshi?

Needless to say, the woman who is catching up with faithfulness like a serpent is the star.

"Ha...? I don't know what you're talking about..."

And he's desperate to make fun of it somehow.

Even with his lazy, uncooked attitude like that, the starch has a sharp eye. It had become a thick thread that I could never see the strong will to let go, making the hearts of the faithful nervous.

"Well, fine. Hideyoshi seems to be meeting with the governor tomorrow, so ask him on the spot."

The flowing words of the temple can be taken both as threats and as mere solitary words.

But in the word, Faith drowned his head, as he had perceived.

"Dear Yoshino... please, that's all..."

"Then tell me what Genjiro knows."

Faith and prosperity told a lie all the time about how it was pompous and how it was until then.

The day before Hideyoshi Tai died, he called a black magician and asked him to change Hideyoshi's "contents".

And knowing it was today, that he was sure it was true.

Furthermore, the "contents" human being, a boy from a distant future, has a detailed picture of this era, but cannot tell others about the future…

One last thing...

That the "contented" boy is a man of enough trust...

Only here I spoke with all my strength.

A starch who had heard them all without moving one eyebrow with a no-face look.

At the end of the report of the faithful,

"Is that all you know? If so, you can step back now."

and prompted him to leave as soon as possible.

"Yodo... may I help you?

"Oh? Yuanjiro always tries to finish his conversation with me early, but it's rare tonight.

Fine, ask me anything. "

Faithfulness tried to change his expression to its original serenity.

"Since when did you realize something was wrong with Hideyoshi?

"Oh, no... it's decided the moment I see you and me together."

"Oh my... just at first sight..."

"He's my pretty son. Can you say mother because you don't know that much of a change?

Even as it was natural, it was a temple to say farewell, but the faithfulness in its sharp observational eyes remembered warfare.

And more than that, I decided to ask what I wanted to hear the most.

"How does Yoshino feel about Hideyoshi...?

"The contents" are different... I mean, when she finds out she's someone else in red wearing a mask of excellence, isn't she trying to get rid of him...

If that were to happen, Japan would be in havoc.

Trying to make her feel is very important in that sense.

"What do we do? Me? What do you mean?

With a grin on his mouth, the temple asked back in such a way as "I don't know what the question means" and vice versa.

You know... even though I thought it was faithful, I swallowed a goku and a spit and tried to answer that.

But at that time, he cut it out of the temple.

"Hehe, the source of the troubled face Jiro is also a cute thing.

You thought I'd do something to my own pretty son?

"Yes, no..."

Shinji breathed relieved as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

And stand up as you are, trying to leave the spot behind.

I don't want to be with such a scary opponent for long, that was the true meaning of the faith.

Those words and actions, those eyes...

I can't tell at all how far it is true and from where it is true.

That's not what started now.

It has been something I have felt ever since Shinji was held around Hideyoshi's horse.

But there is absolutely no sentiment that belief "hates" her like that.

Instead, if you can say "like it or not," you would say "like it."

Of course that doesn't mean as a woman, but humanly...

However, by talking to her for a long time, he instinctively felt the danger of being drawn to her will and likely to be captivated.

How much easier it would be if I left my body and mind to her like that...

In a corner of my mind, I think that every time I have a conversation with her, what makes me think that way is my weakness. It was to tighten the compass of my heart in an attempt to hold my feelings strong.

Fearful, quietly trying to leave the scene behind, faithful. The temple called him off his back like that.

"Hey, Yuanjiro"

"Ha, what is it yet...?

The back remains pointing, against the faithfulness that turns only the face, the starch makes a difference from him in a cat-like agile movement that captures prey.

Rigid faithfulness, like a frog stared at by a snake.

Such a sudden approaching of his own face, Starch smiled like a poor girl on that beautiful face.

Not really, but it's a youthful look that I don't think is the mother of a 31-year-old.

"Yuanjiro, the thing about Hideyoshi is just a secret for the two of us.

Heh heh, the secret between us is kind of a chest dance. "

I thought I said it with a lot of tea, and now I whispered lusciously, breathing in my ears.

As if she were a woman of pleasure...

"Besides... please stop calling me Yodo. I want you to call me Tea, Yuanjiro."

With that said, I licked Peroli and Faithful Ears.

"And if you'll excuse me!

And the faithfulness that returned to me hastily ran away from the temple, trying to escape.

At one point, like a loving Wise Mother,

At one point, like a young man who turns his opponent into a stone.

At one point, like a poor girl,

And at one point, she's like a luscious playgirl...

A woman named Yodo had a variety of faces.

But faithfully, I have the complex and strange feeling that all of those faces, while "real" girlfriends, do not have a single face that reflects "true intentions".

He's wearing a "mask," so to speak.

That seems to cover up the "real" girlfriend.

Yes, the "real" girlfriend is protected by those masks so she doesn't get hurt any more.

That's how spectacular her life has been.

Seems strong and really very weak...

Maybe that's the woman named Yodo.

And because she's such a girlfriend, I guess even if her current excellence is a "mask," she wasn't even surprised.

She believes in it.

Just like myself, excellently, that the "real" lurks deep...

And one day, when real peace comes, you'll unleash all those masks and have a "real" girlfriend on the table.

Shinto wants to see her like that.

I want you to, I think.