Time travel to an island nation

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"Phew... This trip to Kyoto was definitely worthwhile. 'Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles'—that's truly a wise saying." Wiping the sweat from his brow, Xiao Dong stuffed his notebook into his backpack.

Xiao Dong studies Japanese history at a foreign language university in Beijing.

He's lively and cheerful. Although he's already 20 years old, he looks like he's only 15 or 16, and he's very approachable.

He's particularly obsessed with the history of Japan's Sengoku period, and he doesn't miss any books, pictures, antiques, or even games and videos related to it. He often laments that he was born at the wrong time, thinking that if he had been born in the Sengoku period, he would definitely...

Recently, school was on holiday, and Xiao Dong, with his savings from part-time work, boarded a Japan Airlines flight to Kyoto for a school trip.

Due to limited time, he chose to visit some must-see attractions, with Honno-ji Temple being his last stop.

Although Honno-ji Temple has undergone several renovations, one can still faintly feel the massacre that took place here on that terrifying night, with billowing smoke. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. Corpses lay strewn across the ground. Shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth.

Not many people visited Honnoji Temple, and Xiao Dong leisurely admired the ancient temple. Gradually, it was noon, and almost all the tourists had left. The lonely temple was quiet except for the occasional chirping of birds in the branches.

When he reached the back courtyard of the temple, he found a small stall, seemingly selling souvenirs. Inside, an elderly man with white hair smiled at him from time to time.

"Hey, young man, could you come here for a moment?"

"?"

Xiao Dong looked around and realized that there seemed to be no one else besides himself and the old man. "Are you calling me?"

Xiao Dong pointed to himself.

"Yes, young man, could you come here for a moment?"

the old man said with a smile.

Xiao Dong approached the old man's stall with a hint of suspicion. "Grandpa, what can I do for you?" "You're not Japanese, are you?"

"I'm Chinese. I'm just here in Kyoto on a school trip." Xiao Dong answered the old man's question politely.

"It seems you're very interested in Japanese culture and history."

"Oh? How did you know?"

"Young people your age rarely come here to visit, especially a foreigner like you." The old man looked at Xiao Dong with approval, making Xiao Dong a little embarrassed.

"Why did you come to Honno-ji Temple?"

"I heard that this is where the famous Sengoku period warlord Oda Nobunaga was buried, so I really wanted to see it."

"Oh?"

A glint of interest flashed in the old man's eyes. "Can we chat?" "You're interested too?"

Xiao Dong felt increasingly close to the old man.

The two then chatted freely. The beautiful and tranquil courtyard was undisturbed, so they chatted happily until dusk fell.

"Alright, young man, it's getting late, I should head back now." The old man prepared to pack his things and go home.

"Really? It's so late already, what a pity, it was a pleasure chatting with you." Xiao Dong said regretfully.

"Hehe, young man, we seem to hit it off really well. How about this, I'll give you something as a souvenir." Saying this, he took out a ring.

"No, no, how could I accept your gift?"

Xiao Dong politely declined.

"Hehe, don't underestimate it. Although it's small, it's quite magical. It's said to possess divine power, but I haven't seen it. It hasn't performed any miracles over the years. Anyway, I have no use for it. Since we hit it off so well, let it be a small keepsake." Unable to resist the old man's repeated persuasion, Xiao Dong finally accepted it.

"Then, thank you, grandpa."

Xiao Dong carefully examined the ring in his hand. Its craftsmanship was exquisite, and the pattern looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. Oh, right!

It's the Oda family crest!

Strange, how does this old man have such a thing?

"Grandpa..."

When Xiao Dong looked up again to find the old man, he had already left.

"What a strange old man,"

Xiao Dong thought, stroking the ring on his hand.

Xiao Dong left Honnoji Temple, preparing to spend his last night in Japan. Should he have a good meal or...? ************ Hehe, a hot bath and a massage... Lost in thought, he walked to the Kyoto National Museum. Since it was almost evening, the museum had already closed and turned off the lights. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past Xiao Dong's eyes, disappearing in a flash at the museum entrance.

"Thief!"

Xiao Dong's first thought was to chase

after him and catch the thief. Without thinking twice, he gave chase, only to find that the thief had entered through a side door. Xiao Dong then cautiously searched as he went, and coincidentally, there wasn't a single guard patrolling today.

The thief seemed to know the museum inside and out, appearing and disappearing among the many exhibits. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Dong lost his way and got lost in the museum.

The pale moonlight filtered through the light blue dome, casting a thin, eerie silvery-white glow on the marble floor. Before he knew it, he had arrived at an exhibition hall displaying ancient artifacts. Xiao Dong was captivated by these rare treasures, completely forgetting his true purpose for being there.

He came to a glass display case and found a very ancient mirror inside. It didn't seem to be made of bronze or glass; its material was indistinguishable. Strange patterns and characters were engraved on it, giving it a very eerie appearance. Looking at the caption, he discovered that this mirror was actually one of the Three Sacred Treasures of Japan—the Yata no Kagami (Eight-Foot Mirror).

Xiao Dong examined it carefully for a long time, wondering why this mirror was considered a sacred treasure. What was so special about it? Suddenly, a beam of light shone from nowhere onto the mirror, causing it to gleam with an unusual brilliance, like ripples spreading across a calm lake after a pebble has been thrown in. At the same time, a corresponding light emanated from Xiao Dong's chest. Xiao Dong was stunned by the sight before him; in an instant, the intense light enveloped him.

The entire hall was bathed in its radiant glow. After about fifteen minutes, as the light slowly dissipated and everything returned to calm, Xiao Dong was gone, leaving only his backpack behind.

The Asahi Shimbun reported the following day that a theft had occurred at the Kyoto National Museum the previous night. Fortunately, nothing was stolen, and the thief was caught red-handed. The stolen items were scattered around him, but he seemed mentally unstable, repeatedly chanting "Miracle..." ************ The wheel of time turned back to 1467 AD (the first year of the ōnin era). Japan was under the rule of the Ashikaga clan, the shogun of the Muromachi shogunate. However, this rule was extremely fragile. Dozens of large and small conflicts had already occurred throughout the country, and the shogunate was powerless to mediate or suppress them, forced to remain silent. Then, in the first year of the ōnin era, a major event that changed Japanese history occurred—the ōnin War. The catalyst for this event was the struggle for the position of shogun.

Controlling the shogun was tantamount to controlling the entire country of Japan. Therefore, the daimyo split into two camps, east and west, centered around Kyoto, and engaged in a chaotic war in the Kinai region. This war lasted for 10 years. Finally, the daimyo Toki Nariyori returned to Kyoto from Mino to take over the position of shogun from Ashikaga Yoshimi, and the Onin War ended.

However, the story didn't end there. The ōnin War signified the complete loss of the Ashikaga clan's authority over the regional daimyo. Warlords rose up, each vying for power, each harboring their own ambitions and plans. Most daimyo aspired to lead their armies to Kyoto, receive imperial investiture, become the new shogun, and usher in their own era.

Owari, the territory of the Shiba clan, one of the four major retainers of the Muromachi shogunate, saw its power waning due to the shogunate's declining influence, the Shiba clan's extravagant lifestyle, and the incompetence of its head. Content with the status quo, real power gradually fell into the hands of the Oda clan, particularly the Iwakura Oda clan ruling the four northern districts of Owari and the Kiyosu Oda clan ruling the four southern districts.

The Kiyosu Oda clan had three magistrates, known as the "Three Magistrates of Kiyosu," one of whom, Oda Nobuhide, rose to prominence with his martial prowess and wisdom, eventually surpassing the power of his lord, the Kiyosu Oda clan.

After years of painstaking effort, Nobuhide essentially controlled the entire Owari region. To the north, he resisted the Mino daimyo, "Viper" Saito Dosan, while to the east, he confronted Imagawa Yoshimoto, renowned as "the strongest archer in the East Sea," becoming a force to be reckoned with. Later, his tribute to the imperial court solidified his position.

In the Sengoku period, people constantly felt a sense of crisis, exhausted from battles, hoping for a powerful figure to emerge and quell the chaos.

One summer day in 1547 (Tenbun 16), a young man hurried along a path leading to Suemori Castle in Owari.

"Ugh… this awful weather, it's unbearably hot! Father's deadline is approaching; I'd better hurry, or I'll get scolded again,"

he muttered under his breath.

To save time, he abandoned his plan to take the flat main road, instead choosing a difficult and treacherous path.

Beyond this forest lay Owari territory; he would arrive smoothly in a few days. The journey seemed peaceful.

Suddenly, everything went black. He felt something fall from above, and before he could figure out what was happening, he was crushed.

"Ouch... what was that?"

He scrambled to his feet and examined the unknown object that had fallen.

It was a person!

It looked like a boy about his age.

"Hey, are you alright?"

someone patted the boy's cheek.

"?...?!"

The boy rubbed his eyes, looking extremely surprised. "Where am I? How did I get here?" "Haha, thank goodness you're alright. I thought you were hurt. Falling from such a tall tree is dangerous. Luckily, I was there." "

? Who are you?"

The boy stared at the person in front of him in astonishment.

"Hello. My name is—Oda Nobunaga."

A gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh...! What? You're Oda Nobunaga?"

The boy looked as if he had seen a monster.

"Yes, is there anyone else with the same name as me? By the way, what's your name?" "What year is it?"

"The 16th year of the Astronomical System, you're really strange."

"! I've actually returned to the Warring States period? Are you kidding me? Is this a dream?" He pinched his thigh hard, it hurt!

"Looks like this isn't a dream. This is too fantastical."

He clutched his head, trying hard to recall what had happened to him. "I went on a school trip to Kyoto, then did some sightseeing, then met a strange old man, then encountered a thief about to steal from a museum's collection, and followed him inside. Then, without realizing it, I found myself in front of a display case with a mirror inside. Suddenly, the mirror emitted a strange light, and then the same light emanated from my chest." Thinking this, he instinctively reached into his clothes, only to find that his attire had been changed to that of a peasant from the Warring States period. It felt odd. He rummaged around in his chest for a while, then his fingers touched something hard. He pulled it out and saw it was the ring the old man had given him. Could it be the light emanating from it?

He looked up at the person in front of him. This person was Nobunaga. He looked left and right. This person didn't seem like the powerful Oda Nobunaga at all. He looked so frail. It was strange.

It wasn't until he was asked his name again that he snapped out of his daze. "Oh, I'm sorry, how rude of me. My name is Koto."

"How did you fall from the tree?"

"I... I don't know."

Koto scratched his head, looking embarrassed, but he really didn't know.

"Oh, I'm glad you're alright. I have to get going, so I'll be going now." Nobunaga stood up, dusted himself off, and prepared to leave.

"Uh, please wait a moment."

Koto called out to Nobunaga.

"What can I do for you?"

"Excuse me, where are you headed?"

"I'm on my way to Suemori Castle in Owari."

"He's really a liar, so frank with strangers. No wonder he can't survive in this day and age. Heaven has brought me to 'meet' him. There must be some deeper meaning to it. I might as well follow him and see what happens."

Having made up his mind, Xiao Dong said in an extremely friendly manner, "I wonder if I can travel with you?" "Oh? You're also going to Suemori Castle? That's great! I've been so bored on the way. With you as a companion, I won't be lonely anymore."

Nobunaga's face lit up with joy.

"Why does he seem a bit effeminate..."

The two chatted and laughed along the way, getting along very well. However, Xiao Dong always felt something was off, as if there was something strange about Nobunaga.

(II) Encountering Danger

On this day, the two arrived at a small village, which was still three days' journey from Suemori Castle.

The two decided to stay at a small inn in the village for the night and continue their journey the next day, as they hadn't stayed at a decent inn for several days.

The two quickly took a hot shower and fell asleep immediately; they were utterly exhausted.

Around midnight, a slight noise came from the corridor. Xiao Dong, with his keen hearing, woke up. It sounded like someone was talking. He tiptoed to the sliding door.

"Hey, those two kids who moved in today, one of them seems to be Nobunaga, the one the master ordered us to kill.

But, strange, wasn't he supposed to come alone? How come there are two of them? Could it be that he already knows we're going to do it to him?" "

No way. I don't think so. Besides, the other one doesn't look very old; he won't be a threat. Let's do it tonight, lest something unexpected happens." "...Okay. Let's..."

Xiao Dong didn't hear the rest of the conversation because it was too soft, but what he did hear was enough to shock him. Thank goodness! If he hadn't overheard their conversation, he and Nobunaga would be meeting their maker tonight. He needed to quickly inform Nobunaga so they could escape together.

Xiao Dong went to Nobunaga's side and shook him awake.

"!"

Nobunaga instinctively curled up into a ball, looking at Koto with terror.

Koto couldn't help but smile wryly; she probably thought he was going to rob her.

"You... what are you going to do?"

"Shh!"

Xiao Dong made a shushing gesture. "This shop is dangerous. Someone wants to kill you. Get up quickly, let's get out of here."

Nobunaga looked at Xiao Dong suspiciously, remaining motionless to see what he was up to. Just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor, growing ever closer. Xiao Dong, disregarding everything else, scooped up Nobunaga, blanket and all, grabbed their luggage, and fled to the courtyard from the other side. Suddenly, the door was flung open. In that split second, Xiao Dong, quick-witted, darted into a partitioned area beneath the building.

He held his breath, listening intently to the sounds coming from above. Nobunaga, realizing the impending danger, watched Xiao Dong nervously, barely daring to breathe.

After a clatter of swords, the two inside began to discuss the situation again.

"What happened? Where is he?"

"He didn't run away,

did he?" "Of course he did! But how did he know about our operation? Did you leak the information?" "You! How could you suspect me? I've been with you the whole time!" "Damn it! That kid got off easy!"

"We'd better report to the master quickly."

"That's the only way. Bah."

Gradually, the footsteps faded away, and everything returned to calm. Xiao Dong felt Nobunaga in his arms wriggle slightly.

He looked down and realized that he had been too nervous and had been holding Nobunaga tightly, making it difficult for Nobunaga to breathe.

He quickly and apologetically released Nobunaga gently, gesturing for him to quickly put on his clothes. Nobunaga hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and changed into a set of civilian clothes.

Xiao Dong, holding Nobunaga's hand, tiptoed out of the inn's courtyard and out of the village under the cover of darkness. The two plunged into the dense forest, where only the forest could protect them now.

"Thank you,"

Nobunaga whispered in Xiaodong's ear.

"It's nothing. Since we're partners, I should take care of you." "Thank you,"

Nobunaga said again in a voice so soft he could barely hear himself.

Just then, an owl hooted a few times in the woods, and Nobunaga suddenly flew into Xiaodong's arms, trembling with fear.

"It's alright, it's alright. It's just an owl,"

Xiaodong comforted Nobunaga.

"Waaah, so... so scary."

Judging from his voice, Nobunaga was about to cry.

"How can he be so timid and cry so easily? But it was really dangerous; he almost lost his life just now."

Xiaodong secretly wiped away a bead of sweat. This was the first time in his life he had encountered something like this, something he'd only ever seen in movies. He didn't know what the future held, but this experience was unforgettable. Luckily, he was quick-witted; thank goodness.

"By the way, why did they want to kill you?"

Xiaodong asked curiously.

"I... I don't know either. I've lived with my wet nurse since I was little. Recently, I received a letter from my father telling me to come to Suemori Castle immediately, so I came."

Nobunaga said tremulously.

"Why didn't anyone come with you?"

Nobunaga blushed. "My wet nurse wanted to come with me, but she's old and frail, so I didn't let her come and just ran off by myself."

So childish. So inexperienced. Lacking in life experience, and his head seems a bit off. Is this really Nobunaga?

Is there some mistake?

Just as Xiao Dong was lost in thought, Nobunaga gently asked, "Xiao Dong, what should we do next?"

"What did you say?"

"I said, what should we do next?"

"Let's stay here until morning, then we'll take a shortcut to Suemori Castle. It seems we can't go the main road. These people are after you. If you show your face on the main road, you'll definitely be killed." Nobunaga looked around fearfully, a chill running down his spine, trembling uncontrollably. Xiao Dong sighed and pulled him into his arms. Thinking about history, he was only 14 years old. He had just stepped onto this chaotic land at 14 and was already facing assassination. This was truly extraordinary, especially since he was so weak. So naive, utterly powerless, like a lamb released into a primeval forest.

Looking at the soundly sleeping Nobunaga, Xiao Dong was filled with countless thoughts.

At dawn, the sun slowly climbed over the mountains, illuminating the earth.

The two were awakened by the chirping of birds in the forest. Rubbing their sleepy eyes, they continued their journey, albeit unsteadily.

The two men were like frightened birds, extremely cautious, traveling by day and resting by night, traversing the forest. After crossing a stream, they were still a day's journey from their destination, the city of Mosen, when something unexpected happened: their whereabouts were discovered by assassins.

"Heh heh, finally found you! Last time you escaped from us, but this time

you won't be so lucky!" a masked assassin chuckled sinisterly. "Heh heh, yeah. You two got off easy last time, but you won't be so fortunate this time!" another masked man chimed in.

"Xiao... Xiao Dong,"

Nobunaga shrank behind Xiao Dong.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here, I won't let them hurt you." "What! You? Hahaha, don't joke around! Hahaha!" The masked assassins laughed uproariously.

"Hey, who are you two?"

Xiao Dong calmly shouted.

"Huh? Who are you, kid? Why are you so arrogant?" The leader was taken aback by Xiao Dong's composure.

"Never mind who I am, who sent you, and why you want to assassinate Nobunaga?" "Heh heh, what's the point of knowing so much? We're all going to die anyway." "Boss, stop wasting time talking to them, let's do it."

Another urged.

The two men drew their long swords from their waists with perfect coordination and slowly approached Xiao Dong and his companion.

"Do you have a sword?"

Xiao Dong whispered to Nobunaga behind him.

"Yes, but..."

"Stop talking so much, just give it to me!"

Xiao Dong urged.

Nobunaga pulled a long sword from his bundle and handed it to Xiao Dong. Xiao Dong took it and immediately realized he was in trouble. This was no long sword; it was at least a third shorter than the assassins' swords. Every inch longer is better, and this sword was truly... well, let's just say it was a reverse-blade sword. Xiao Dong thought, "Do you think I'm Kenshin Himura? I might not even survive with an ordinary long sword, let alone with this! You're going to die with your unborn child! Pah! Pah! No, I mean, two lives lost in one strike!"

"Haha, this is hilarious! Showing off a sword like this? It's laughable! I think you're both doomed!"

The two men laughed until tears streamed down their faces.

"Xiao Dong, I'm so sorry. I've got you in trouble."

Nobunaga apologized profusely, filled with remorse.

"It's alright, don't worry, neither of us will die." Xiao Dong was more nervous than ever before; this was a life-or-death situation, and he could lose his life here.

Two assassins swiftly charged forward, brandishing their long knives. Xiao Dong instinctively used his knife to parry upwards, barely managing to block the two blades that were about to strike him down. However, he was immediately kicked to the ground, and his short knife slipped from his hand.

Xiao Dong clutched his stomach and struggled to his feet, but before he could regain his balance, he was kicked away again. The assassins shouted and taunted him, making him look like a circus animal trainer.

"Stop! You're killing me, not him! If you want to kill, come at me!" Nobunaga displayed incredible courage, gripping his short sword tightly, ready to fight the assassins to the death.

"Hmph, you've got some guts, huh? But it's all in vain. You'll only buy yourself more time."

"Why talk so much! Come on!"

With a shout, Nobunaga struck first, nimbly dodging the two thrusting blades and quickly slashing his short sword at the waist of the leader.

"I didn't realize you were so skilled."

The assassins abandoned their teasing attitude and engaged Nobunaga in serious combat. Nobunaga, as expected of someone from a family of warriors, clearly had received excellent training from a young age; his swordsmanship was orthodox Kage-ryu. In the initial rounds, the assassins couldn't get close to Nobunaga. However, being inexperienced, their swordsmanship wasn't yet fully developed for actual combat, and their age limited their ability to unleash its true power. They were also far inferior to their opponents in terms of stamina and strength, putting them in a precarious situation.

With a "clang," Nobunaga's sword was knocked away, tracing an arc in the air before embedding itself in the ground.

"Heh heh! How about that? Now you should be utterly desperate!" The assassins closed in on Nobunaga again.

"Kill me, but please spare that person over there. He has nothing to do with me." "Heh heh, you're in danger yourself, why worry about others? Besides, we never leave anyone alive.

Forget about it! Come on, give

me your life!" "Nobunaga! I'm sorry!"

In that instant, Nobunaga felt a cool breeze, followed by something slippery splashing onto his face. He touched it; it was sticky and smelled slightly fishy—blood! Blood!

My blood? It didn't seem like it; why didn't he feel anything? Opening his eyes, he found Xiao Dong shielding him with his body, his shoulder blocking the descending blade.

"Dong! You!"

Before he could even react in shock, Xiao Dong had already pushed him far away.

"What? It's you again! You're asking for trouble, aren't you? You're always ruining our plans, go to hell!" "Second brother, forget it, don't bother with him, we have important business to attend to..." There was no sound of clashing swords. No screams, only a flash of light followed by a body crashing to the ground.

"Second brother, you... what happened to you?"

The lead assassin rushed to his companion's side, unable to believe his eyes. His brother had been killed in one strike by this young man who looked no more than 20 years old.

"You... who are you! This... what kind of swordsmanship is this?" He screamed hoarsely, as if venting his fear.

"Hurry up and leave! Otherwise, I'll cut you in two too!"

The icy voice and murderous eyes sent chills

down one's spine. No one doesn't cherish their own life, and assassins are no exception. He knew his fate wouldn't be much better than his brothers'; the outcome was uncertain, so he decided to wait for another opportunity. He carried his companion's corpse and disappeared into the woods in the blink of an eye.

"Dong! We won! We won!"

Nobunaga ran excitedly to Dong's side, hugging him tightly, expressing his overwhelming excitement.

"Dong. Dong! What's wrong with you!"

Due to excessive blood loss, Dong had lost consciousness and collapsed into Nobunaga's arms, feeling soft and comfortable. He only heard Nobunaga's effeminate shouts and the approaching sound of horses' hooves, and then knew nothing more.

(III) Secret

Soft and comfortable bedding, the fragrant scent of flowers, a warm feeling... Hmm, where am I?

Dong's first reaction upon waking was to observe his surroundings. A spacious bedroom. Neat bedding. Outside was a beautiful courtyard, with the occasional sound of rushing water reaching her ears.

Wait, where's Nobunaga? Could he be in danger again?

Where am I? How did I get here?

"You've finally woken up. You've been unconscious for three days."

A maid carrying a magnificent robe entered.

"Three days? That's a long time. May I ask where I am?"

"This is the residence of General Oda Nobuhide. You've been unconscious ever since you and the young master were rescued three days ago. The young master has come several times."

The maid respectfully handed over the robe.

"Your clothes were tattered, so the young master specially ordered a new set made for you." "!"

Xiao Dong then realized she was completely naked, her face flushing red, feeling a burning sensation on her cheeks.

"You... could you please go out for a moment? I need to change." Xiao Dong's shy actions made the maid chuckle.

"Alright. Please change your clothes and go to the room in the middle of the corridor. The master is waiting for you." He then respectfully withdrew.

"Phew... what's going on? It seems we were rescued by Nobunaga's father, but what will happen next? Will those assassins return? Who sent them?" Composing himself, Xiao Dong entered the hall in the middle of the corridor. There were only two people in the large hall. He recognized Nobunaga; the other man looked to be around 40 years old, burly and imposing, but he was very friendly to Nobunaga. It was undoubtedly Nobunaga's father, Nobuhide. Nobunaga was overjoyed to see him enter, but restrained himself because his father was nearby. Nobuhide secretly sized up the young man, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you for saving my son,"

he said in a deep, powerful voice.

"Not at all, who would stand by and watch someone die? It's my duty." "Hehe, an interesting young man. How about working for me?" "Father, you're not joking, are you?"

Nobunaga was overjoyed, excitedly tugging at his father's sleeve.

"Hehe, isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

Nobunaga affectionately stroked Nobunaga.

"How about it, young man?"

"Hehe, just what I wanted, interesting. Since fate has brought me here, I'll do something spectacular!"

"I'm honored to obey your command, sir."

"Haha, good! You'll be Nobunaga's bodyguard, protecting his safety!" Although Nobuhide said it half-jokingly, his tone was very serious. Serious.

Koto was assigned to a place near Nobunaga's residence. That evening, after washing up, Koto was resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard a soft knocking on the door.

Who could it be so late?

"Come in."

The sliding door was gently opened, and Nobunaga entered. Xiao Dong was taken aback, but a smile quickly spread across his face.

"It's you? Is there something you need?"

"What do you mean 'you'? You're my subordinate, you should call me 'sir' or 'young master,' how can you address me with 'you'?"

Nobunaga pouted, looking very displeased.

"Really? I'm your savior, don't I have any special privileges?" Xiao Dong teased him with a smile.

Nobunaga blushed. "Alright, just call me that in private, and call me 'Young Master' in front of my father and the others."

"Yes, sir."

Xiao Dong's comical actions made Nobunaga burst into laughter.

"So, what brings you here so late, 'Young Master'?" "I have a secret to tell you, and I hope you can keep it a secret for me." Nobunaga stammered.

"Since it's a secret, I think I'd better not know." "No! I want you to know, and I hope you can keep this secret for me forever." Nobunaga seemed to have made a great decision.

"Alright, please speak."

Xiao Dong also put away his playful attitude at this moment.

After a brief silence between the two, he slowly loosened his hair, and his waterfall of black hair flowed down, revealing a charming face that was both playful and coquettish.

"!"

"You're a woman!"

This was a huge secret, simply unbelievable! Oda Nobunaga was actually a woman! Xiao Dong was completely stunned. He couldn't believe his eyes. Had the history books been wrong? Or was there a temporal distortion? Or was fate playing a cruel joke on him?

"As you can see. I am indeed a girl. From a young age, to keep this secret, I've always dressed as a boy and been secretly raised by my wet nurse in another region until now." So that's how it is. Then all the strange behavior and odd actions he seemed to have before suddenly make sense.

"Why did you tell me this?"

"Although our meeting was such a coincidence, you risked your life to protect me, a complete stranger. I believe you are the only person in this world I can entrust my life to. I believe you will continue to protect me and keep me safe, right?" His

eyes were filled with longing. A sorrowful gaze emanating from such a beautiful woman—who could resist?

"...Since you trust me, then please entrust your fate to me." Xiao Dong solemnly extended his hands, seeing joy, anticipation, and more in Nobunaga's eyes. Nobunaga slowly placed his hands in Xiao Dong's palms.

Their hands clasped tightly together—what a wondrous moment!

After an unknown amount of time, Nobunaga gently withdrew his hand, straightened his clothes, and returned to his men's attire before leaving.

Xiao Dong was left standing there, dumbfounded. The events of the past few days felt like a dream, an unprecedented dream. He hoped… it would never end. Wasn't this what he longed for? Wasn't this what he wanted—to live a life of passion and intensity here? Thinking this, Xiao Dong regained his usual confidence and energy. Perhaps from exhaustion, or perhaps from excessive excitement, he drifted off to sleep.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he felt something slip inside him, soft and smooth. He carefully and slowly touched it with his fingers, and suddenly felt a fleshy mound—a breast! It was a woman! Xiao Dong snapped awake.

"Who are you?"

The woman in his arms didn't answer but instead offered her hot lips, sealing Xiao Dong's mouth. Her body rubbed intensely against his, her breasts squeezed into two ovals. Xiao Dong was gradually aroused, and he pulled the woman beside him into a passionate embrace.

Xiao Dong silently cupped her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. His gentle yet rough movements completely captivated her. He tenderly caressed her lips while his tongue darted in and out of her mouth, grasping her full breasts, which trembled slightly from the pain, but she offered no resistance.

He turned her around, her toned waist arching upwards, and roughly spread her legs, revealing her parted vulva and pink anus in the dim moonlight.

He spread it open with his fingers, revealing thin, small labia, almost transparent pink without any pigmentation.

The inner layers of flesh were already moist.

He thrust his long-erect penis inside, the feeling of the pink flesh against the glans was wonderful.

"Oh!"

came from deep within her throat.

The small hole was very tight, and her buttocks trembled incessantly.

His penis couldn't enter smoothly, as if it were encased, only the tip of the glans could enter.

"Oh!"

he thrust forward again with force.

"Ah!"

Unable to withstand the pressure, her body almost pressed against the floor.

He continued to thrust forward from behind.

He went in a little further, but the resistance from the front was even greater, and his glans even felt a little painful.

Even so, he persisted in breaking through.

"Ah! It hurts—it hurts!"

He grabbed her waist, which was trying to escape forward, and continued to insert it.

"Ah! It hurts—it hurts—" It felt like it was about to split open. With one more thrust, he found that his glans was bound by a fleshy ring.

Suddenly, he felt something wet on the surging penis. He used his hands to spread her thighs apart,

making her lower abdomen and buttocks tightly joined together. He

continued to penetrate, until he reached her cervix and then breathed a slight sigh

of relief. The flesh walls were almost burning hot, and the inner flesh walls seemed to be contracting forcefully to suppress the thick penis.

The trembling of deflowering reached all the way to the base of his penis.

"Lift your buttocks up."

After saying that, he slowly pulled his waist outward.

It felt as if the thin flesh attached to his penis was being pulled out at the same time.

"Ouch! Ouch! ————" Her contractions were strong.

The flesh walls, with no gaps whatsoever, actually pulled Xiao Dong inward.

With training, she would definitely be a top-tier sex toy, an excellent tool.

Abandoning long thrusts, he adopted quick, short sprints.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! ……" Each time he reached the very bottom, a sound would escape her throat.

It didn't sound like she was enjoying it; she was just trying to endure the foreign sensation in her abdomen.

However, as the number of thrusts accumulated, something finally seeped out, a natural protective reaction of her body.

The sliding became smoother, and at the same time, the flesh walls enveloping the glans were no longer so hard.

The movements of her waist became larger and larger, and from between the two of them came wet, obscene sounds.

It was obvious that she had become wet due to sexual arousal.

Xiao Dong stretched out his arms from behind, passing them under his armpits, and grasped her full breasts, which were very elastic. After stroking them for a while, he found that her nipples were completely hard, so he rubbed them with his fingertips.

"Ah! Ah! —— Ah! —— Dong ——" Her voice underwent a strange change.

The delicate flesh encasing the penis began to react subtly.

When pulled back, a strong contraction occurred at the vaginal opening, preventing his withdrawal. As it advanced along the vaginal walls, the entire penis trembled slightly, creating a suction force.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahh!"

He brushed aside the hair hanging by her ears, looking at her wanton expression.

Suddenly, a numbing pleasure spread from his waist throughout his body.

The intense urge to ejaculate was uncontrollable.

"Oh—" She couldn't help but cry out as the thrust reached her back, a pleasure she had never experienced before, it felt so good.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Her body arched completely beneath her.

Their love juices mingled deep within her.

Xiao Dong gently kissed her earlobe again, teasing her neck with his tongue from time to time.

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm..."

The two continued to passionately caress each other's bodies, murmuring incessantly.

In the morning, Xiao Dong was the first to wake up, and he was shocked to find that the person lying next to him was none other than Nobunaga! At this moment, Nobunaga also woke up, her arms flaring slightly. She suddenly realized that she was lying naked in someone else's room. As she was about to get up, she found that her lower body was in great pain. Could it be? She hurriedly looked down to check, and she saw the thing she least wanted to see. She had been violated. She burst into tears.

"Don't cry, it's all my fault."

Xiao Dong comforted Nobunaga gently, thinking, how strange, she was so passionate last night, why is she crying today? Is it because it's the first time, that's why she's like this?

"You! It's you!"

Nobunaga exclaimed when she realized that the man who had raped her was the same person who had saved her just days before. She had trusted him so much.

"You...you beast! How could you do this to me! I was so blind to have trusted you!" She desperately wrapped herself in the blanket and ran out, leaving behind a heartbroken Xiao Dong. Last night they were so passionate, how could she suddenly be the rapist today?

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