Abandoning morality to embrace the tide

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His family was originally an ordinary official under the Oda clan of Owari, merely a deputy governor.
His father, Nobuhide, rose to prominence due to his radical ambitions. Nobuhide was very ambitious; he only
conquered , becoming the most powerful force in Owari. When he returned home exhausted, he knew he was
growing old and could only place his hopes on his son.

He was the third son in the family, twenty-five years old this year, always silent, with his servants changing frequently. He
always had many worries. He had finally unified Owari and Mino, bringing many retainers who had doubted Nobunaga's abilities
back to his side. However, the death of Nobuyuki and the exile of his mother caused many to fear him, harboring more
resentment and doubt. His volatile temper was feared by everyone, but few could understand his words.

Kicho never cared about his feelings. Since Dosan died in the Saito clan's internal strife, Nobunaga lost his father-in-law
's strong support, and Kicho's usefulness disappeared. Even so, she remained an independent and strong
woman . She wouldn't be anyone's pawn; she was just a quiet person. So he no longer approached that silent
woman. His concubine, Yoshino, was an understanding and gentle woman, but unfortunately, she was frail and sickly, and after giving birth to three children, she was
always bedridden. He never gave her any title.

In truth, he had indeed wronged Yoshino, but when his territory expanded, and he planted the banner of unification across the land,
traveling between Kiyosu and Komakiyama, Yoshino was completely forgotten.

And in the rare moments of quiet, he felt particularly empty.

"My lord, is this alright?" Awa was a beautiful young woman in her early twenties. She had long, flowing
black hair and let him lie on her soft lap. She smoothed his hair and scratched his back; she was a
gentle and kind woman.

"Of course not. I haven't even bitten you yet!" He shook his head, playing with Ahe's hair, then
suddenly jumped up and tackled her to the ground, making her moan softly. "Ahe, you're so beautiful."

"My lord is so joking... This lowly servant is flattered to receive your praise..." Ahe
smiled shyly, slightly tightening her blouse, but Nobunaga suddenly pulled it open, revealing her snow-white skin.
He roughly sucked on her soft skin, enjoying Ahe's rapid breathing and soft moans.
The hem of Ahe's open kimono revealed glimpses of her snow-white thighs, making him even bolder as he lifted Ahe's legs, revealing her
naked lower body.

"Your Highness..." Ahe squeezed her legs together, embracing Nobunaga with her soft body. Nobunaga, however, continued to
leisurely tease her two cherry-red breasts, using his feet to spread her legs, feeling her trembling body and
burning temperature. After teasing her for a while, Nobunaga ordered Awa to get up and take his enormous penis into her mouth.

Nobunaga was tall and strong, and his penis was also quite large, always causing women to cry
and scream in pain during intercourse. Awa was known for her gentleness and attentiveness, and her gentle sucking and teasing
pleased Nobunaga greatly.

After a while, Nobunaga got up, picked up his penis, and attacked Awa's soft, mysterious area. Awa's
moans sounded wonderful, making the slightly sadistic Nobunaga smile slightly. He then grabbed her legs
and thrust into her body. With each wave of rhythm, her voice became louder, with a slight sob, and her lower body
made a series of wet sounds.

What he liked most about Awa, besides her beautiful appearance and soft, voluptuous body, was her surging, ever-
flowing vagina, which would always gush out a large amount
of sweet nectar after a few thrusts, accompanied by high-pitched moans. No other woman in the city could compare to her.

Ahe's juices had overflowed, and Nobunaga, unable to contain his pent-up passion, collapsed to the ground,
exhausted , panting with satisfaction. Just then, there were some sounds outside the paper door. Nobunaga
turned around and saw a small eyeball peeking through the crack in the door. Someone was peeping?

He jumped out of bed and leaped over, clearly hearing a childish scream outside the door.
It was unmistakably his half-sister, Ichi. Nobunaga roared, "Come here!"

Ichi was only twelve and a half years old, tall and graceful, with expressive eyes, a straight
nose and delicate lips. Among Nobuhide's many children, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful, but her personality was also very
mischievous.

Hearing Nobunaga's shout, the little brat still ran forward without paying attention. Nobunaga grabbed her by the hair, startling her
into tears. "Why were you peeping?"

"I'm sorry..." Ichi's pink cheeks were pinched by Nobunaga, turning them a little red. She
shrugged, hugging herself with a hint of fear, avoiding her brother's gaze. Aya quickly scrambled to her feet,
hastily covering her naked body, and hurried away.

"Why were you peeking?" Nobunaga glared at his petite sister, his feigned seriousness making Aichi tremble.

"I was just curious… Ichi won't do it again…" Seeing her terrified expression, Nobunaga
reluctantly released her and returned to the tatami mat to get dressed.

"Saburo-nii… what were you and Aya doing just now?" Aichi skipped closer to Nobunaga, her large, round
eyes blinking.

"Didn't you see everything?" Nobunaga calmly dressed himself. His eccentric
temper instilled fear in everyone, but his sister, thirteen years his junior, was completely unafraid. She must have
known him too well; though still respectful and fearful, she boldly challenged his boundaries.

"But… what were you doing?" After dressing, Nobunaga left the study, his sister following behind
.

"You'll understand when you grow up." Nobunaga walked down the corridor back to his room,
closing the door in front of his sister.

"Brother..." Oichi opened the door a crack and asked, "Can I come in? Shun went to do laundry, and
I'm so bored by myself."

"No." Nobunaga didn't turn around, picking up the scroll to read.

"Nohime-dono went to Kichijoji and won't be back until this afternoon." Oichi said, already half her head inside.
Nobunaga didn't answer. Instead, the little girl couldn't stand it and pleaded in a cute voice, "Saburo-nii~~"

"Come in."

Oichi happily hugged Nobunaga, snuggling into his arms, rubbing and cuddling him affectionately. Nobunaga looked at
his sister with affection, but a slight unease lingered in his heart. She was only four years old when Nobuhide passed away, and her mother had died young.
As the eldest brother, he was like a father to her, and Oichi was like his daughter. But he really couldn't understand what this little girl was thinking. Peeking
He and the girl had been having sex more than once or twice, which was fine. Lately, she had been
approaching him with a seductive air. Was the girl just innocent and naive, or was she doing it on purpose?

Ichi exposed her shoulder, letting Nobunaga's hand roam freely over her back. Lying on his lap, she kicked
her legs with ease.

"Saburo-nii, why are you willing to do it with Awa, but not with me?" The curves of her breasts were faintly
visible, and Nobunaga swallowed hard, the smooth touch on his hand making him excited and a little flustered.

"Because you are my sister."

"Saburo-nii, do you like Awa?" Ichi lay on his lap, "Do you like her more than you like Ichi?"

"No. I like Ichi the most." This was the truth.
After he began to notice his sister's beauty and cleverness, and that subtle femininity, he sought out Awa more than twice a day. But even so, he still
couldn't touch her.

He had long planned to marry his sister off to a powerful neighboring family, such as the Asai clan of northern Omi, when she turned sixteen
. Under the leadership of the young lord Nagamasa, the Asai clan was full of vigor and vitality, and their national strength
was not to be underestimated . Without a strong alliance, they could become a major threat. Because he had long considered his sister a pawn,
he didn't want her to cling to him or have a close relationship with her, fearing she would be unhappy if she knew the truth.

In truth, women of this era rarely felt unwilling. However, he didn't want her to end up like Kicho,
marrying according to his wishes but living an unhappy life. He was worried that Oichi had fallen in love with him, which was why she kept demanding
intercourse.

"Saburo-nii, if you like Ichi, why won't you touch me?"

"Because you are my sister," Nobunaga said sternly. "If you keep doing this, Saburo will get angry."

"Shingen and Koi are also committing incest. Saburo even wrote love letters to my mother before, so why is he so stubborn
when he meets me?" Oichi got up, straddled him, and hugged Nobunaga tightly.
"Saburo, I like you so much, hug me."

What Oichi said was true. When Oichi was still young, Nobunaga had written love letters to his father's wives and concubines, one
of whom was Oichi's mother, Takehime. Takehime looked exactly like Oichi and had outstanding beauty.
She often made love to the then-foolish Nobunaga while Nobuhide was busy fighting. As a result, the servants saw it and gossiped
to their father, making Nobuhide furious.

"I'm already hugging you, aren't I?" Nobunaga closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Not enough... I want you to hold me like you held Awa..." Aichi's sweet breath
burned like fire on his ears and neck, her warm, soft body pressed tightly against him, making it unbearable.

His hand, resting on his sister's shapely bottom, trembled incessantly.

"My lord... the lady has returned." Awa, quick-witted, stepped forward to announce from outside the door. Nobunaga sighed and
lifted his unwilling sister down.

"My lord, Kicho has returned." Kicho, dressed in a magnificent red robe, walked through the corridor to the room,
nodding slightly to Aichi.

"How was your journey?"

"Yes, I drew a fortune stick for safety and paid my respects to the master of the sea." Kicho was a woman who didn't smile much.
Aichi disliked the arrogant air between her brows, but at the same time, she felt she was a pitiful woman. Although Nobunaga
respected her greatly, he had never expressed any affection for her.

Aichi often thought that if Nobunaga, whom she loved so intensely, treated her with such polite formality,
she certainly wouldn't be able to bear it. She didn't know what Kicho was thinking, but as a woman herself, she
certainly wanted to impress Nobunaga and gain his praise or favor.

"Thank you for your hard work, O-He. Take the lady downstairs to wash off the dust." Nobunaga's eyes never left
the scroll.

"Yes." After O-He and Kicho left, Oichi took a slight breath and slowly tidied her hair. "
Saburo -nii, Ichi is going down too."

"Oichi," Nobunaga looked at his sister's innocent, bright eyes, many words stuck in his throat, "Go
and call O-Gou over."

"Yes." Oichi smiled sweetly, deliberately addressing him as a subordinate, "Lord Nobunaga, I
see you hesitate."

Nobunaga watched his sister leave, his expression deepening. For his sister, besides the uncontrollable
turmoil , there was also impatience and resentment.

Middle Chapter

: "I don't want to." Now twenty years old, Oichi was stunningly beautiful, tears
streaming . "I don't want to get married..."

Nobunaga's expression was frighteningly cold, showing no sign of compromise. "The wedding date is set for twenty days from now."

"But brother..."

"No buts. The marriage was delayed until now because of Hisamasa, but we have finally received Nagamasa's approval
. Nagamasa will come to propose in person in a couple of days. You should feel honored." Nobunaga didn't look at his sister's crying
face and waved for Fujikichiro to take her away.

"Princess Oichi..." Fujikichiro looked at Oichi crying her eyes out and was at a loss.

"Fujikichiro, please let me say a few words to my lord."

"Speak your mind." Nobunaga threw down the book in his hand, his anger rising. "You are not a child anymore.
Don't force me to punish you."

"Fujikichiro... I beg you." Oichi knelt down and pleaded with Fujikichiro. Fujikichiro had been secretly in love with Oichi
for many years and could not refuse the beauty's request. He could only ask Nobunaga for permission with his eyes before slowly leaving the room.

As soon as Fujikichiro left, Nobunaga moved closer to his sister, gently scolding her, "When Hisamasa
refused , he wanted to marry you off to that uncouth old man, Gonroku. Why didn't Saburo-nii agree? It's because Saburo
-nii loves you, knows that Gonroku isn't good enough for you, and knows that marrying into the Asai family would be a good deal for you. Why
are so ungrateful?"

"Saburo-nii... I really love you... Don't marry me off..." Oichi reached out and hugged Nobunaga's
strong arm, forcing him to soften.

"You'll have to get married sooner or later anyway." Nobunaga patted her head, a little reluctant. "Even if it weren't
for me... even if it weren't for the Oda family, you'd still have to leave home sooner or later."

"At least... let Oichi leave before she does..." Oichi grabbed Nobunaga, resting her head against her brother's chest.

"Stop it... If word gets out you're not a virgin, not only will your reputation be ruined... but the alliance between the Oda and Asai
families will also be..."

"Saburo-nii...is that why you won't touch me...?" Oichi clung tightly to Nobunaga, her voice trembling
with . "Is that so, Saburo-nii?"

Nobunaga remained silent, observing Oichi's stubborn and headstrong nature. He wasn't someone easily persuaded, as Ogoriie
knew best. Only this precious little sister could still throw a tantrum after his order.

Suddenly, Nobunaga pulled Oichi into a tight embrace. "Come to my room at midnight. But...you must
obey Saburo-nii and marry me obediently..."

"As long as I can gain your favor...Oichi is willing to accept Saburo-nii's instructions..." Oichi froze
, her tears instantly stopping, trembling with joy in Nobunaga's arms.

"As you wish...Oichi..." Nobunaga lowered his eyes, holding the delicate beauty in his arms tightly, letting out
a heavy, helpless sigh.

As they emerged from the meeting hall, Fujikichiro nervously approached her. "Princess Oichi... are you alright?"

Oichi shook her head, her expression calm but somewhat vacant. "Brother Fujikichiro, after Oichi's marriage,
I'll be entrusting Saburo to you." Oichi bowed slightly to Fujikichiro.

Fujikichiro's expression was blatantly disappointed, yet he couldn't say anything, only watching his beloved depart.

Under the bright moonlight, Oichi sat by the window, gazing at the twinkling stars. Her hands, still
trembling slightly from the red seal she had just applied, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing the contours of her face. She remembered a ceremony when she was sixteen,
a their sideburns shaved off, performed by Saburo himself on a cool early summer day. Thinking of
Saburo's gentle hands, her heart pounded wildly.

"Shun, is this alright?"

"Miss Oichi, you're the most beautiful woman in Owari," Shun
chuckled . "But Miss, who exactly are you meeting? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh dear... you know I'm getting married soon. Nothing will go wrong..." Oichi said.
"If you really want to hear... you'll be scared to death."

"Who is it? Prince Kinoshita? Prince Niwa?" Shun and Oichi grew up together, so there was a
sisterly intimacy between them. "It wouldn't be Prince Akechi, who just entered the castle to serve the lord, would it?!"

"No, no, don't guess." Oichi patted Shun's face. "It's almost midnight, I have to
go. Remember to cover for me."

"Miss..."

"Be good," Oichi's eyes shone brightly, full of life. "I'll be back soon."

Wearing a daifuku mask, she walked through the corridor, handed each of the guards a small beanbag containing a token, and then
went into her brother's room. Nobunaga's room was unlit, only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window, casting a cold gray hue on

his resolute face . It was time to rest; shed his coldness and strangeness, his relaxed expression revealed him as just a mature, handsome, and weary ordinary man with a straight nose and long eyelashes. "Come here," Ichi said, removing her mask. She nestled into her brother's arms. Nobunaga was naked from the waist up, yet unusually warm. He cupped his sister's black hair in his hands, inhaling its soothing fragrance, a scent that had never changed —the same scent he had always avoided: Ichi's. He pushed Ichi down to the ground, looking at her flushed, delicate face, her expression a mixture of tension and shyness. "Are you scared?" He lowered his head, opening her clothes, nibbling at her shoulders and neck, glancing down at Ichi's turned face and the fingers covering her mouth. Ichi nodded uneasily, her hand gripping Nobunaga's shoulder trembling slightly. Nobunaga picked up Ichi and supported her body with his strong arms. He asked his sister, 13 years his junior, with a tender tone, "Are you afraid of Saburo-nii?" "Yes, I am. I've always been afraid." Ichi's face rested against her brother's chest, feeling his pounding heart. Nobunaga's left arm encircled her, opening her bodice and caressing her soft, firm breasts. He squinted at her expression as she bit her lower lip, enduring the pain. His gaze shifted from tenderness and pity to a bloodthirsty ferocity, like that of someone pouncing on prey. He began to tease Ichi's tender nipples with his tongue, causing waves of unbearable itching. He then teased between her bare legs. Ichi, experiencing her private parts for the first time, jumped up. The direct stimulation caused her some pain, and she kicked and struggled. "Don't move." He grabbed her delicate ankle, the force so strong it hurt her. Nobunaga continued his actions, his voice cold as he asked, "Is this what you wanted?" "Saburo-nii…" Grabbing Nobunaga's hand, Ichi shook her head frantically, "Don't do this…" Nobunaga's expression was indifferent as he pulled down his trousers. "Then… do you know what to do…?" Ichi was terrified of the penis before her, her eyes lowered as she leaned forward, cautiously touching it like a small animal. "Not like this… take it in your mouth." "Huh…?" She froze, unsure how to react. "My dear Ichi, your brother will teach you how to please Nagamasa." Nobunaga smiled, a chilling glint that sent a shiver down Ichi's spine. "Saburo-nii...you're not..." "Don't worry, it won't hurt you." Nobunaga pressed down hard on his sister's head, forcing his huge penis to her lips. "Open your mouth." "Ugh..." Ichi could only open her mouth to welcome the masculine penis, but because her technique wasn't yet refined, her teeth weren't wide enough, hurting Nobunaga. "Don't use your teeth." Nobunaga pulled her hair hard, forcing her to obey her brother's instructions, but the resentment and humiliation she felt were overwhelming, causing her to burst into tears, her expression pitiful and moving. "Stick your tongue out." "Ichi, why are you crying?" Nobunaga's brows furrowed, and he pulled her hair up forcefully. "Is there something unhappy about?" "I just feel so stupid..." She sniffled and sobbed, "Ichi thought my years of love would finally be fulfilled... but I never expected... it would all be for nothing..." "What nonsense are you talking about?" Nobunaga laughed loudly. "Gaining tangible benefits from your marriage to Nagamasa is the best way for me to respond to your love; and making you suffer, making you cry, is the highest expression of my love for you, Ichi." "I don't understand..." Ichi shook her head, but her brother pressed her down again to continue what she had been doing.

"Ichi, if I expand our affair, it will only ruin your life. Only by finding a way to make you
hate me and stay away from me can you be happy." Nobunaga never said this aloud, only
enjoying everything with a wicked smile.

Ichi's eyes were already numb and lifeless. She focused on pleasing the penis in front of her, making it
throb , swell, and become hot and hard. Only in this way could Ichi get a little
sense of accomplishment from Nobunaga.

"This is not enough to satisfy me." Nobunaga turned Ichi's body over, pressing her two
plump, snow-white thighs against her chest, teasing her pink and wet vulva and her tight anus,
watching her cry incessantly in the face of shame and oppression.

After a while, Nobunaga stood up, satisfied, and ejaculated his thick, hot semen between her thighs. He dipped
his semen into Ichi's vagina and rubbed it in, before releasing Ichi's body.

Ichi lay motionless on the ground, letting Nobunaga gently dress her and hold her tenderly in
his arms. Tears streamed down her face, and Nobunaga wiped them away, stroking her hair and her small
hands. He held her like this all night, not sleeping until the third watch, before ordering a servant to take her to her room.

The next day, he set off for Uruma in eastern Mino Province, and did not return to
Gifu . After

a long journey, Ichi arrived in Omi Province with Oshun, where she met her husband. It was said that he had previously married the daughter of Hirai, a retainer of
the Rokkaku family; however, this marriage, which belittled his own status, ultimately failed. Nagamasa not only severed
ties with the Rokkaku family but also, along with his retainers, deposed his father. Later, the kind-hearted Nagamasa accepted
his mother 's advice and took his father back to Odani Castle.

Ichi arrived at Odani Castle, built against the mountainside, where the people treated her with great courtesy. Not to mention
the exceptionally handsome Prince Nagamasa, who was not only upright and heroic but also remarkably gentle and courteous.

On her first night as a bride in the Asai family, Oichi couldn't sleep a wink, thinking of her distant hometown, her retainers and
sisters , and her heartless brother Saburo.

"Can't sleep?" Nagamasa turned to look at her, asking with concern, "Are you still in pain?"

Oichi shook her head, her face slightly flushed, "No, thank you, Lord Nagamasa..."

"Are you still homesick?" Nagamasa embraced her tenderly, "You must miss Gifu very much, right? It must
have been so hard for you to travel for so many days, alone in a strange place, it must have been very difficult..."

Since that night, she had fallen into an abyss of despair and pain. Having married into the Asai family, she was merely
a pawn, never expecting to receive such gentle care and treatment. Tears streamed
down Oichi's face. Nagamasa panicked and quickly wiped away her tears, comforting her.

He was an upright and gentle man, and the extent of his affection for her was the talk of the town among his retainers. He introduced her to
all his retainers and maids, and took her to Lake Biwa. The happiness she experienced in Odani Castle gradually helped her forget
Nobunaga, Owari, and Gifu. Only in the dead of night would she recall Saburo's eyes,
so cold and terrifying, so frightening.

Under Nagamasa's care, she spent the most beautiful and happiest time of her life, but sadly, such days did not
last long.

That night, there was a secret guest in the banquet hall, but because of the suddenness of the event and the retainers' deliberate secrecy, Oichi did not
inquire too much. After the banquet, Nagamasa was preoccupied, as if he had something to say, but after a few words, his words caught in
his throat. Oichi had never seen him like this before.

"Ichi... I'm sorry..." After hesitating for a long time, Nagamasa finally said these words.

"Lord Nagamasa, what happened?" Ichi patted her husband's agitated back. "Please speak slowly..."

"Do you know the Asakura family..."

"Of course I know." The Asakura family had a good relationship with the Asai family. Due to Yoshikage's indecisiveness and lack of
action , he missed the opportunity to march on Kyoto and dominate the country. These things angered Nobunaga. "Could it be..."

"Yoshikage knows that Nobunaga is going to attack him in Echizen, and he sent someone to ask me to send troops to assist him." Nagamasa said,
"On one side is Nobunaga, and on the other side is Lord Yoshikage. I really don't know what to do."

"What do your retainers think?" Oichi's brows furrowed, and she felt a sense of panic.

"They..."

She saw the answer in Nagamasa's eyes. Oichi lowered her head and said softly, "Lord Nagamasa...
you must not go against Saburo."

"Oichi, I'm sorry." Nagamasa knelt down in front of her and bowed his head to apologize. "I cannot agree to attack the Asakura clan without informing me first
. Furthermore, the Asakura and Asakage clans are longtime friends. The Asakura clan has
relied on the Asakura clan's military strength to protect its family during numerous crises. I cannot abandon them..."

Ichi trembled uncontrollably, her heart aching at her husband's bowed head. After a long silence, she finally spoke.

"Lord Nagamasa," Ichi said, her heart pounding with panic, but she forced herself to remain calm. "If... this is
a decision already made by your retainers, then as your subject, I have no right to speak. Please cherish your
life and wish your husband good fortune and victory."

"Ichi..." Nagamasa looked at the composed Oichi, steeled his heart, and made his decision as well. He turned and left the room.
"Thank you for your support, Oichi. This is very important to me, and this is what I wanted to tell you."

Oichi watched Nagamasa leave. As soon as he left, she paced frantically around the room, making Oshun anxious and
at a loss . Later, she sat down at the dressing table and rummaged through her jewelry and hairpins to find a
bag tied at both ends with rope. Inside were red beans.

This little bean bag was the token that Oichi had given to the guard when she entered Nobunaga's room that night. The difference
was that she had tied both ends tightly with rope, indicating that she was surrounded from the front and back, hoping that Saburo would be able to guess what it meant.
She hurriedly summoned Shun, "Shun, go back to Kyoto. Give this to Saburo-nii."

"Miss..." Shun was greatly surprised, not understanding why her mistress, who had just supported Nagamasa, had suddenly
changed her stance.

"Quick, if we're late, Saburo-nii will be in danger," Oichi pleaded. "I trust
Shun the most, please help me with this."

"If I give this to the lord, will he know?" Shun nodded.

"Yes, I'll help you find another excuse. Be careful of your safety." Oichi patted her cheek,
urging her to set off. Shun packed her valuables and left Odani Castle without looking back.

Why help Saburo-nii? She didn't know. She thought she harbored resentment towards Saburo-nii, but she...
So scared… What if something happens to Saburo? What if I never see him again…? Her heart
began to race.

Shun, you must deliver the beanbag!

“Madam, news of a victory from the front lines! The surprise attack on Kanesaki was a success,” Shun reported.

“And then?” Oichi dismissed the other servants before approaching to inquire.

“Don’t worry, Miss Oichi, Lord Nobunaga is safe. He and a few attendants escaped back to Kyoto.
Although thanks to Lord Kinoshita’s rearguard action, they were able to retreat safely.”

“Ah…” Oichi collapsed, her anxiety of the past few days finally relieved. “And
Lord Nagamasa?”

“The Lord is well and on his way back. He will arrive this afternoon.” “

Shun, I don’t know how to face Lord Nagamasa…” Oichi hugged herself , trembling uncontrollably.
"Sanlang won't let this go..."

That day, after Nagamasa returned, he didn't go back to his room, nor did she greet him—a very impolite
act. But her feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move. She lacked the courage to face
what was to come and could only cower in her room, waiting.

Fortunately, Nagamasa understood her; he neither questioned nor got angry. He returned to the room at midnight. She
lay down with her back to him. Nagamasa took off his outer robe, lay down beside her, and hugged her tightly from behind,
giving her direct warmth.

"He won't let this go. So... you must choose between Sanlang and me." Nagamasa
exhaled a long breath, his tone filled with helplessness.

Aichi's tears flowed again. Nagamasa turned her over, cupped her face, and repeatedly kissed away her
tears. "If only one of us survives, who would you hope it is?"

"Lord Nagamasa, you are my husband, my beloved... why ask me such a question?"
Ichi sat up and offered a gentle kiss and embrace, the man in her arms letting out a sigh.

Nagamasa loosened the sash around her waist, watching it fall loosely to the ground, revealing her beautiful figure.
Even after giving birth, Ichi's body was still as tender as a young girl's. She lowered her head with a hint of shyness and entered
Nagamasa's embrace.

"Yesterday I had a nightmare while I was away, I dreamt that you left me..." Nagamasa frowned in pain, "You
were captured by my retainers... to punish the Oda army..."

"Lord Nagamasa." She interrupted him, somewhat flustered, because she had also had the same dream, and because of her betrayal of
the Asai family, she felt extremely guilty. "Don't think about it... I'm right here."

When Nagamasa embraced her, it was as if he wanted to press her into his own body,
expressing . This was what she cherished most: his kindness and earnestness. She
knew Nagamasa's good qualities very well, but his emotional fragility was unacceptable. Ashi raised one leg and wrapped it around his waist, wanting to
give him more strength of will. If he didn't have the courage to fight back, he would only face certain death.

Nagamasa's touch on her body rarely filled her with trembling excitement and unease. Unlike Saburo's
provocations and unreasonable teasing, Nagamasa's body gave Ashi a greater sense of security, just like his gentleness, which gave her the most
tangible acceptance.

He slowly entered her body, constantly asking, "Does it hurt?" just like the question he asked on their first night.
The deep affection he held for her was something he had never changed. She felt the waves of rhythm,
moaning with a hint of a sob, "Lord Nagamasa... let me share your anxieties and sins..."

Nagamasa let out a soft whimper, gripping her thighs and burying himself deeper inside her. His
senses were focused on her body, like a vast, ever-expanding force, threatening to burn everything within her. In July of the same year, Nobunaga, along with the Tokugawa army, launched an attack on the Asakura and Azai armies at Anegawa. Nobunaga even attacked Enryaku-ji Temple, which had aided the Asakura and Azai, despite repeated warnings. A temple

— even with its own monks and soldiers in chaotic times—it was still an outrage against heaven. He murdered many innocent men and women, young and old. He ordered them to stand in a line, then commanded his soldiers to cut off their heads, and finally set Enryaku-ji ablaze. They say the number of heads chopped off at Enryaku-ji was so great that the soldiers' hands trembled as they held their swords. Therefore, Nobunaga also earned the title of "Sixth Heaven Demon King." Nagamasa, relying on the strong defenses of Odani Castle, awaited the Asakura clan's reinforcements. However, Nobunaga had anticipated this and divided his forces to attack northwards, cutting off the Asakura's route of reinforcements from the south. Nobunaga's objective was simple: the reason the Oda army hadn't yet attacked Odani Castle was because of Oichi. He was intimidating Nagamasa into handing her over quickly. Many Asakura generals had already surrendered, and even Nobunaga's greatest enemy, Shingen, had died of illness. Therefore , two years after the war, due to the continuous defeats, Oichi, along with her three daughters, was sent back to Gifu . At that time, Nagamasa said earnestly, "Ichi, I'm going to send you back to Gifu. Please don't hate me. This isn't a divorce; I know you'll receive the best care if you return to the Oda clan." "Lord Nagamasa… I don't want to leave you… I'm already a member of the Asai clan, how can I abandon ?" "The reason they're besieging the castle now but haven't captured it is because of you. Even though I betrayed Nobunaga, his love for you hasn't changed." Even as she cried and refused, he remained resolute. Lord Nagamasa had always been so stubborn, so principled. His two sword-like eyebrows, raised with extraordinary bearing, were so calm and unwavering. "Ichi, you must live well." That was the last time she saw him; he was wearing a magnificent robe with three hexagonal family crests. He wouldn't wear that robe unless it was an important occasion; she should have known. After they left, Nagamasa ended his life as a samurai. Back in Gifu, Oichi locked herself in her room, refusing to come out. Her daughters' cries and fussing made her inexplicably restless. She didn't see Saburo, but instead, Fujikichiro, now known as Hashiba Hideyoshi, was quite concerned about her, often bringing her things from Imahama Castle to inquire about her well-being and feelings. Although she refused everything, he remained very attentive. One afternoon, she saw her daughters Chacha and Hatsumi holding unfamiliar toys. "Where did they get these?"

"These toys are from me." Hideyoshi returned from Omi and saw the two sisters in the corridor,
giving each of them a toy.

"When did I teach you to take things from strangers without permission?" Oichi's eyes weren't even on Hideyoshi
. She took the wooden kendama and several beanbags from her daughter's hands and handed them to Shun. "Shun, throw these away
." "

Princess Oichi, you don't have to do this. If the children like to play, let them play." Hideyoshi almost
pleaded. "Otherwise... I won't give them any more... Please accept them this time."

"Lord Hashiba, I appreciate your kindness." Oichi's eyes were cold and emotionless. "Chacha,
Hatsuhime, go to the wet nurse. I'll be there in a bit." Chacha's eyes changed when she saw her mother's expression change, and she became nervous
, leaving with her younger sister.

"Lord Hashiba, whatever you do is useless. Even without the inevitability of this war,
you still couldn't have done it." Ichi smiled slightly, a bitter and fragile smile, the only smile she had shown in the past few days.
"Please don't let Nene worry too much about you."

Hideyoshi looked at this forced strength and finally gave up completely before leaving.

That night, she felt someone enter her room, stroking her hair by her bedside, and then
softly singing "Atsumori": "

I am the world of my own time.
White dew is placed on the grass, and the moon lingers on the water.
I sing of the flowers, and the flowers are first lured by the wind of impermanence."
The moon over the southern tower is played with, and the person who has been living is like a dream.
Fifty years in the human world, compared to the heavens, is like a dream.
Once born, one receives, but cannot be destroyed.

To cherish this life is not to be unable to forget what happened before,
like dew on a blade of grass, like the moon dwelling in water.
Singing of the flowers of the capital, before glory, one is seduced by the winds of impermanence.
Playing with the moon over the southern tower, this person is like a floating cloud disappearing in the twilight.
Fifty years in the human world, compared to the heavens, is like a dream.
Since one once possessed this life, how can it not perish?

is Saburo's favorite poem. It fully expresses the impermanence of life. When she opened her eyes,
all she saw was darkness. Nobunaga covered her eyes, concealing his expression,
and whispered in her ear, "Welcome back, Ichi."

As morning arrived, she stroked the tatami mats, which still seemed warm, feeling the lingering
tenderness of her former lord.

The next day, Nobunaga instructed her to attend a banquet.

Looking at her former retainers, all were full of energy, but sadly, the veteran Mori Yoshinari was missing. It was said that Nobunaga
was deeply saddened by the news of his death and adopted several of his sons as servants, among whom the third son, Nagasada,
seemed be particularly favored.

Some retainers who had served Nobunaga after arriving in Kyoto seemed to be scrutinizing her. She sat upright
, yet felt immense pressure.

Soon, Nobunaga emerged from the front door, carrying a long cloth bag. He sat down and began
slowly untying the bag, a mysterious expression on his face as he did so.

"Nagatari. Do you know what this is?" Nobunaga asked.

"I don't know," Saito Nagatatsu shook his head.

Nobunaga opened his bag, took out a skull coated with gold leaf, held it up, and asked, "Ichi, do you
remember whose head this is?" Looking at the skull in Nobunaga's hand, Ichi fainted. The maids
quickly helped Ichi up and took him back to his room. All the retainers remained silent,
frozen .

"You can tell just by looking at her reaction!" Nobunaga smiled calmly. "This is the valiant Asai
Gozen-no ... Hmm... Can you tell he was a handsome man from his bones? He looks
similar to Mitsuhide, both with bald, shiny heads."

"This is Asakura Yoshikage. Look at his huge forehead, he thinks a lot but does little. He only draws big plans on
paper , lacking the ability to act."

"This is Hisamasa, his head is much smaller. Old people's teeth are always a bit unstable, missing parts here and there."
Nobunaga tossed Asai Hisamasa's head aside, then ordered his servants to
pour sake into the skulls of Yoshikage and Nagamasa, asking, "This time, you all made great contributions in destroying these two great families. As your lord, I should offer you
two cups." The retainers all turned ashen-faced and remained motionless.

"Gonroku, you are my most valiant partner and retainer, enjoying the largest and most abundant territory and
stipend . Shall I offer you the first cup of wine?"

Seeing that Shibata Katsuie didn't move, Nobunaga continued, "If you won't drink, then, Oo-gou, would you like to drink in place of your adoptive father?" "

My lord... I..." Toshiie's entire face froze.

"You've slain so many enemies, trampled over hundreds of corpses, what's so great about these two heads?"
Nobunaga's face showed displeasure. "You dare not drink the wine bestowed by your lord?!"

"My lord! Let me drink it in their place." The sycophantic Hideyoshi volunteered and stood
up , walking up to Nobunaga.

"You have guts. Hideyoshi, you'd better drink it all up." Nobunaga stroked the stubble on his philtrum,
looking quite interested.

Taking the skull from Nobunaga's hands, Hideyoshi downed a cup of sake in one gulp. But whether it was a mental
turmoil or some other discomfort, he rushed out shortly after finishing the cup, covering his mouth and nose, and vomited violently
.

"These three heads are the consequence of betraying me," Nobunaga laughed heartily.

When Oichi awoke, she was lying alone on the tatami mats in an unfamiliar room, covered by Nobunaga's
robe . Nobunaga sat alone in his seat, stroking the Go board, deep in thought.

"Awake?" Nobunaga didn't look up. "Saburo-nii, I'm sorry for embarrassing you in front of all the retainers.
" Oichi looked at Nobunaga, remaining silent for a long time, her expression shifting from initial confusion and helplessness to a much calmer demeanor.

"It is essential to establish such prestige before your retainers," Ichi said, her voice so soft. Her brother
before her had become someone she terrified. Having not spoken to Saburo in a long time, she was
trembling almost uncontrollably. "Betraying you was Lord Nagamasa's fault; he deserved it."

"Nobuharu and Nobuoki are both dead. I will never let him go," Nobunaga said. "But I am grateful
to you for bringing me this beanbag during the Battle of Kanegasaki. I know you still care about the Oda clan, and about us."
"Saburo-nii is very happy." Nobunaga's expression remained as cold as ever as he said this.

Ichi didn't reply, but slowly got up from the ground. She looked at Saburo-nii's face; at thirty-nine,
he was still as handsome and radiant as before, with an added air of awe-inspiring mystery. A few years ago, she could still
climb all over Saburo-nii and act coquettishly, but now even getting close to him and looking into his eyes required courage.

"Your three daughters are all very beautiful and cute, especially Chacha-hime, she looks just like you."

"Thank you, Saburo-nii..." Before Ichi could finish speaking, Nobunaga pulled her into his arms. She felt
his body temperature burning like a raging fire, and her slight struggles or moans were abruptly stopped when she met his
cold gaze. "San..."

Nobunaga's hand gripping her wrist was so large, and the scars on his palm hurt her. "I want to hold you." Before she
could react, he tackled her to the ground from behind.

He covered her mouth with one hand, grabbed her soft thigh with the other, and thrust in forcefully. The pain
brought tears to Oichi's eyes; she whimpered in agony, struggling incessantly. Nobunaga's penis throbbed
inside .

Nobunaga released her thighs, reaching into her dry, injured vagina,
lubricating it . He kneaded her cheeks and lips with his other hand, biting her earlobe and asking, "Oichi…can you feel
the pain Saburo felt when Nagamasa betrayed me?"

Oichi sobbed in apology, "Saburo…I'm sorry…" Nobunaga suddenly thrust rapidly,
each penetration reaching her very core, causing her excruciating pain, yet also a fleeting pleasure, eliciting
soft, delicate moans from her.

Suddenly, Nobunaga flipped her over, placing her on her back, and entered her from below. He spread her
legs , forcing her into a squatting position, exposing her private parts completely. He then grabbed her arms and pulled them back to support his
body.

Oichi's long, black hair was scattered all over Nobunaga's body, and she groaned in pain. Nobunaga's hips
slammed against his sister, not forgetting to tell her, "Ichi... this is dangerous. If you're
too loud, people outside will come in... I wonder what they'll think when they see you like this?"

Lying on Nobunaga's shoulder, Ichi bit her lip, refusing to let a sound escape her lips, but she still couldn't help but
breathe heavily and gasp for breath.

Nobunaga reached out and caressed her most sensitive clitoris, parting her labia wide with his hand. "
Amazing...it was so dry and astringent just now...and now it's gushing out fluid..."

"Ugh..." Tears streamed down Ichi's face, and blood oozed from the wound on her lower lip. Nobunaga gazed at her
face, smiling as he kissed her lips, licking her wound, swallowing the blood and her sweet saliva.
"Is it that painful?"

"Ah...the painful thing is...Ichi no longer recognizes...this Saburo-nii..." Ichi's sobbing
expression amused Nobunaga even more, thrusting rapidly, giggling as he said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you
..."

A moment later, Nobunaga ejaculated a large amount of semen into Ichi's body. She collapsed limply against his
chest, and Nobunaga picked her up, letting the mixture of bodily fluids, blood, and semen flow freely from his sister's body.

Nobunaga turned and dressed, looking at his stunned sister. He said, "As long as I live, I will
never . You are mine alone."

Ichi lay there, feeling as if her heart had been struck a heavy blow, the pain unbearable.
Why were these words, which she had waited so long to hear, filled with such agony? She recalled Nagamasa's warm smile,
the carefree yet diligent training of the foolish Saburo in the Owari era, and realized that everything was so distant from her.

Happiness was always so far away, fleeting, and always just out of reach.

Was it because she wasn't content? Ichi wondered.

[The End]

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