Back to the Warring States Period, Chapters 4 and 5

At the Imagawa position, one soldier looked up and said, "It looks like it's going to rain soon." Another soldier replied, "Yeah, this weather is awful. If it rains, my armor will be even heavier." At the main position, the 70-something-year-old Asahina Totomi no Kami Yasunori, kneeling on one knee, reported the battle report to his lord, Imagawa Yoshimoto. "My lord, the battle situation is dire. The Mikawa and Imagawa forces have surrounded Owari territory (Nagoya). The battle is entirely in our favor." Yoshimoto, clearly pleased with himself, said, "Hmph, Oda brat dares to challenge us." His obese body and dark, Kyoto-style teeth accentuated his extravagance. "Yasunori, the weather hasn't cleared up yet," Yoshimoto asked uneasily. The pampered and spoiled man couldn't stand the dampness. "My lord, the weather is still overcast. I suggest you head to the border of Owari Province (Washizu Fortress) to avoid the rain." Upon hearing the report, Imagawa Yoshimoto frowned and replied, "No good. The journey is too long. I don't mind, but it will be a hardship for my beloved concubines."... Bringing women to the army... what a debauched daimyo! (Asahina Tōtōmi no Kami Yasunori) looked at his lord with dissatisfaction, then slowly replied, "Then we will camp here." Inwardly, he thought that his lord's love of wine, women, and wealth had led to many of those who advised him suffering. Such a lord... sigh... why has his lord changed so much? Back then, Imagawa Yoshimoto commanded Suruga and Tōtōmi—his invincible bearing was unmatched. Compared to this fat man now... it's like night and day. At his peak, Imagawa Yoshimoto even conquered the Mikawa region. Matsudaira Hirotada's father, Motoyasu, even sent a hostage (Matsudaira Motoyasu) to swear allegiance. The 10-year-old (Matsudaira Motoyasu) naturally resented his father's actions, but the weak Matsudaira clan could only rely on powerful lords or risk extermination. He sighed and slowly withdrew (Asahina Totomi no Kami Yasunori).

Seeing his important retainers leave, Imagawa Yoshimoto turned and entered his tent. Inside, several beautiful maids were waiting. His lustful nature got the better of him, and he reached out and touched one maid's breast, rubbing it briefly before turning to caress another maid's private parts. Submissive to Imagawa Yoshimoto's lewdness, the maids dared not resist, silently accepting the disgusting fat man's touch. The erotic atmosphere gradually expanded throughout the tent. Imagawa Yoshimoto was now completely naked except for a thong, with the maids around him all performing a nude act. One by one, they began to serve him. Two maids licked Imagawa Yoshimoto's fat feet like dogs, while another rubbed his erect penis against her chest. Imagawa Yoshimoto wasn't idle either; one hand played with a maid's breast, while the other caressed the maid's vulva, which he was kissing. Moans of pleasure slowly rose, intensifying the lewd atmosphere. "Ah~~ Oh~~~ Ah ah ah~~ Master~~ Yoshimoto-sama, you~~ are too strong," one of the maids moaned as her vulva was touched. "Jack jack jack~ slut~ can't take it so soon~ ah," the lewd laughter further spurred Imagawa Yoshimoto's actions, his fingers penetrating deeper into her vulva, showing no mercy and instead becoming even more brutal. "Master~ Master~ no~" "Stop!" The maid, though in pain, feigned enjoyment. Yoshimoto's lust was aroused. He released the maid who had been fondling his breasts and focused on toying with the one he had brought to agony. The perverted man grabbed something resembling a modern self-defense device and shoved it into the maid's vagina. "You slut~ Is it good? I'll fuck you to death~ I'll fuck you to death!" Tears streamed down the beauty's face as she murmured, "My lord~ It feels so good~ It feels so good~ It feels so good~" Her heart was already weeping. "Hahaha~ Hahaha~ Get lost, you slut!" Yoshimoto wasn't stupid; he knew no woman under his tyranny was willing, but he thoroughly enjoyed this perverse game. He grabbed the maid who was servicing his penis and thrust it in forcefully. "Ah~~~ Ah~~ My lord~~" The maid cried out in lewd cries as the hot penis penetrated her. "Hmph~ Each one more slutty than the last~ I'll fuck you to death~ I'll fuck you to death!" Imagawa Yoshimoto continued to fuck the maid with disdain. While he was busy with his hard work, two other maids got up and licked his thick back. Their breasts pressed against his fat buttocks. "Slut~ Is it good~ I'll fuck you to death~ I'll fuck you to death~~ Hahahaha," the joyful intercourse made the ferocious Imagawa Yoshimoto even more lewd. He grabbed the maid's breast with one hand and squeezed it hard, leaving red and swollen finger marks. The maid, in pain, dared not make a sound and could only let the beast in front of her vent his desires. She bit down deeply on the white sheet, not wanting to make a sound of dissatisfaction, for fear that this beast would cut her off if he was dissatisfied. Countless maids had died under Yoshimoto's knife. Just as Imagawa Yoshimoto was about to reach his climax, the maid beside him worked even harder to manipulate Imagawa Yoshimoto's testicles. With age and declining physical strength, Yoshimoto was no longer as robust as he once was; his obese body was now covered in sweat. But he was unwilling to simply ejaculate, so he withdrew his penis and ordered two maids to play with it. Two small mouths simultaneously took his penis in; the visual experience could only be described as a double visual effect. Yoshimoto's face relaxed; he was very satisfied with the two maids' ministrations. Suddenly, his body convulsed—a stream of hot semen burst forth, spraying directly onto the faces of the two maids. After the passion subsided, Yoshimoto and the maids slowly drifted off to sleep.

Just as Yoshimoto was frantically engaging in intercourse, we, hiding in the bushes, noticed raindrops falling like arrows, one drop, two drops, a pattering sound—the heavy rain had finally arrived. Nobunaga, seeing this, was even more delighted, and immediately turned and ordered, "Heaven is on our side! This heavy rain will conceal our tracks! Follow me and charge into the enemy camp!" "Oh~~~" The morale of the Oda army was high, and the rain did not diminish it. At 11:05 AM, just as the first Oda army knight emerged from the bushes, these Owari samurai displayed their battle-hardened tenacity, unleashing a series of thunderous roars. As Nobunaga charged into the enemy ranks, a panicked Imagawa soldier cried out, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The surrounding soldiers, who had been listless for days, turned pale with fear; having not fought for many days, they had lost all their samurai might. "Hush! Arquebusiers! Stand by! Archers, fire!" some of the earlier-recovering officers gave orders. Whoosh—an arrow pierced his brow. "Lord Tōtōmi (ōtsuki Saemon) is dead!" Hearing the first officer's death only exacerbated the chaos. I immediately drew my sword and slashed at the nearby lieutenant, shouting, "The commander and deputy commander of the Tōtōmi Third Army have been killed by the Oda army! Imagawa soldiers, retreat!" Rumors are often more effective than actual combat; sure enough, the word spread like wildfire, creating even greater chaos within the chaos. No one noticed that the Oda army numbered only about 700 at this point. Nobunaga, while slaying enemy soldiers, looked at me and nodded silently in approval. He immediately shouted, "Owari (Oda Kazusa-suke Nobunaga) ~ Slay ~ Lord Asahina of Tōtōmi~!" Accompanied by these shouts, every Oda samurai imitated me, shouting loudly after slaying a famous general. As the rain gradually subsided, I knew that if we didn't kill the enemy general (Imagawa Yoshimoto) in this rain, our small numbers would be exposed. So I immediately turned to Nobunaga and said, "My lord, in this battle, we must find a way to take Lord Imagawa's head. If the rain stops, our army's numbers will be exposed." Sure enough, Nobunaga, who was caught up in the killing frenzy, calmed down and then made a change of course, shouting, "Follow me into Lord Yoshimoto's camp!"

As the rain subsided, the chaotic Imagawa soldiers realized the Oda army was few in number. Someone immediately shouted, "Brothers, the enemy isn't many! Charge! Let them know the might of the Imagawa samurai!" Soldiers began to assemble and fight the Oda samurai. Seeing this, I knew the tide of battle might turn if we delayed any longer. So I drew my sword and charged towards the Totomi army. "My lord! Quickly break through their main camp!" I shouted, then charged towards the Totomi army without looking back. "Manchiyo! Inuchiyo! Immediately follow Fujiwara into the Totomi army! Make sure to delay the reinforcements!" "Yes, sir!" (Niwa Manchiyo Nagahide) (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie) responded loudly, immediately riding alongside me, forming a small cavalry charge. During the fighting, I feared Hiyoshi would be killed by the enemy, so I had him follow behind me from the start. As the fighting raged on, enemy reinforcements increased, and more and more of my comrades fell in battle. I gritted my teeth and shouted, "The Oda army of Owari will fight to the death! Kill!" My already high morale was further fueled by this, and every Oda samurai showed a resolute expression. My companions (Niwa Manchiyo Nagahide) and (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie) were even more valiant. Just as we were fighting our way through, a group of Imagawa troops bypassed us and headed towards Nobunaga. Seeing this, we fought even harder, hoping to buy as much time as possible.

(Okehazama) At Yoshimoto's main camp, a report of urgent news disturbed Yoshimoto's sleep. He did not immediately roar in anger. As a military commander, he quickly put on his armor. Perhaps he was a flustered and lewd fat man, but it was undeniable that he still possessed the blood of a samurai. He was able to find his armor and grab his weapon in a short and swift time. "Breaking news!" Stepping out of the tent, Yoshimoto immediately saw the messenger kneeling on one knee outside. "Reporting... Reporting to my lord, Lord Nobunaga of the Oda army... leading an unknown number of men... attacking... Yoshimoto's main camp!" Hearing this battle report, Yoshimoto flew into a rage. "Damn it! Where is Asahina? What is he doing? He's been killed by the enemy and he's still a mere Owari brat!" The messenger knight trembled as he replied, "Reporting... Reporting to my lord, Lord Asahina, the Governor of Tōtōmi... was... was ambushed by the enemy... and killed on his horse." After a moment of shock, Yoshimoto immediately replied, "Order (Asahina's attendant Nobuoki) to take over the Governor of Tōtōmi's forces immediately and attack the enemy!" "~" The messenger replied and ran out without looking back. "Hmph! Damn Owari brats!" In his rage, Yoshimoto gripped his famous sword (Sōsō Sanmonji) even tighter. The rain had finally stopped, and with our numbers exposed, we were at a great disadvantage. Now, all we could do was form a square formation and desperately hold our ground on the mountain path leading to Okehazama. The increased pressure was becoming unbearable for the Owari samurai, and their morale, which had been high, was gradually declining. At the critical moment, (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie) swung his sword and killed a spearman who tried to ambush me. "Lord Fujiwara~ It's very dangerous here~ Please retreat to the inner camp."..... I don't even know when Lord Fujiwara became an officer. I didn't know that when I turned to charge towards the Totomi army, many Owari samurai admired my courage. When they received orders to hold off the enemy with me, they deliberately protected me. However, there were also some clever guys among the enemy soldiers. When they discovered that the Owari samurai were protecting a young knight, they knew that I was the leader of this samurai group. The messenger didn't know how to describe this nameless general. He could only say, "The enemy's young general is skilled in martial arts~ His samurai are good at fighting and guarding the (Okehazama) mountain road."... Skilled in martial arts. To be honest, I have never learned martial arts. But my youthful body makes me energetic. I wield my samurai sword with a bit of a fierce wind. Adding to my chilling aura, some of the soldiers panicked, resulting in the deaths of over 50 of my men. However, now that the enemy had established a firm footing, my brute force was utterly useless. Gradually, I began to direct the Owari samurai to hold each passage. Little did they know that this action was tantamount to that of a general. Initially, the Owari samurai were not very obedient to me, but as I deliberately changed formations to achieve the desired defensive effect, every Owari samurai no longer hesitated to carry out my orders. Actually... the square formation... I learned it from video games... I wonder what would happen if people found out... haha.

"(Asahina's retainer Nobuoki) To avenge my kinsman, Lord Totomi, I seek guidance from Lord Nobunaga." The group that bypassed us had clearly caught up with Nobunaga. "Hmph! You rude brat!" Nobunaga coldly scoffed and immediately drew his sword to meet the attack. Although Asahina's martial arts were not bad, compared to the Owari warriors, he was like a firefly trying to compare himself to the moon. His horizontal slash was quite cunning. Asahina felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, slowing his movements slightly. Just as Nobunaga's greatsword was about to strike, his dying instinct suddenly kicked in, and he raised his spear to block the fatal blow. Nobunaga shouted, "Well done, Asahina! Take another strike!" and slashed down at a 45-degree angle. Clang! Clang! Clang! Asahina, who had blocked countless blows, could only parry with his spear, unable to retaliate. However, it would take Nobunaga considerable effort to cut him off his horse. So he ordered, "Men! Charge into Yoshimoto's main camp and cut off that bastard's head!" Several guards rushed into Yoshimoto's tent. Inside, only the sounds of fighting and Yoshimoto's shouts could be heard, "Insolent fool! Die!" "Ahhh!" came the sound of an Owari samurai dying under the blade. Then, more Owari guards came rushing towards him. "Damn it!" Yoshimoto roared in anger. Seeing more and more enemies flooding into his tent, he was left with only his few personal guards, naked and exposed to the enemy. As for the beautiful maidservants in his room, they had already died under the hail of blades from his guards.

"Oda no Masashige's personal guard (Mori Shinsuke Hidetaka) has severed the head of Lord Imagawa!" A soldier from Owari ran out of the tent carrying a head, which was undoubtedly that of Imagawa Yoshimoto. With this shout, the Owari samurai erupted in cheers, "Lord Imagawa~ fallen~ the Oda army of Owari has won~ we have won!" Hearing these cries, the Imagawa soldiers panicked and began to flee. "This...this...retreat...retreat...retreat...retreat quickly!" Their commander, now dead (Asahina's retainer Nobuoki), had no will to fight and immediately ordered his men to retreat. In terms of numbers, this commander's forces were enough to kill Nobunaga and his personal guards. Unfortunately, the deeply ingrained lordly beliefs of the Sengoku samurai influenced his mind; the death of his commander-in-chief undoubtedly reduced him to a mere clan. However, conflicts often arose between powerful clans. While attaching oneself to a powerful warlord could ensure the safety of one's homeland, it was inevitable that vassals would develop grudges. Samurai duels were commonplace, and now that their lord was dead, those vassals who harbored resentment might seize the opportunity to cause trouble. Nobunaga, seeing the soldier's face light up with joy, immediately ordered, "Hidetaka! Well done! Retreat! Kill anyone who gets in our way!" This swift order to retreat was typical of the Owari samurai. Nobunaga, known for training professional combat soldiers, was extremely strict in his training. He demanded composure under pressure, ferocity in battle, and a calm mind. The Sengoku period originally employed a conscription system; soldiers were farmers in peacetime, transforming into defenders of their homes in times of war. However, the powerful warlord Oda Nobunaga broke this system, developing a new mercenary system. He made soldiers professional, providing them with monthly stipends, but subjecting them to constant combat training. So when his younger brother (Oda Nobuyuki) rebelled, his surprise attack directly defeated Nobuyuki's army. The elite force of less than 1,400 men defeated more than 2,400 rebels. Only a quarter of an hour has passed since the start of the Battle of Okehazama. This battle was later commented on as a battle in which the fewest troops defeated the most troops. Researchers found that Nobunaga had less than 3,000 troops at the time, including 700 Nobunaga's personal guards and the troops of his retainers, which was less than 3,000 men. This set the stage for Nobunaga's legendary military history.

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The battle was decided in a mere hour, with a sudden downpour leading to the death of Imagawa Yoshimoto at Okehazama. The post-war cleanup kept Owari (Kiyosu Castle) even busier. News of the battle spread like wildfire, and warlords from Omi, Kai, Echigo, Mino, Yamashiro, Yamato, and Ise were all astonished and withdrew from the war. Mino, in particular, actively prepared for war because its current lord (Saito Yoshitatsu) had murdered Nobunaga's father-in-law (Saito Dosan) for the sake of succession. The previously allied states of Owari and Mino, which had maintained peace, were now in jeopardy. "Hahaha~ Well done, lads~ This battle~ The one who deserves the greatest credit!" Nobunaga, sitting atop the council hall of Kiyosu Castle, uttered these words. His retainers below wore expectant expressions, each hoping to be the first to achieve victory. Nobunaga glanced at them and suddenly pointed, "Hiyoshi~ If it weren't for his knowledge of the terrain, we might all be wiped out." Hiyoshi, pointed at, stared blankly at Nobunaga, utterly bewildered. The young boy hadn't expected to be the one to achieve the greatest credit in this battle. The retainers around him had varying expressions, with Shibata's being the most distraught. He said, "My lord~ We defended the land~ yet you rushed to (Atsuta Shrine) overnight~ leaving us~ filled with doubt. We hope my lord will understand." His words clearly showed his dissatisfaction with the one who deserved the greatest credit and his bewilderment at Nobunaga's actions. Nobunaga, instead of getting angry, leisurely picked up a cup of warm sake, took a sip, and said, "Katsuie, to be honest with you retainers, you would surely have spoken up against this, even at the cost of your lives. Furthermore, war is unpredictable; without swift and decisive action to defeat the enemy, you will surely perish if you merely defend the castle." Hearing Nobunaga's words, Shibata remained undeterred. "My lord, the Imagawa army numbers 23,000 men. Our forces are less than a tenth of theirs, but in a war of attrition, the enemy will certainly lack supplies." Nobunaga knew that arguing with this stubborn old man would only lead to endless chatter. Nobunaga's innovative ideas and practical actions could indeed create many miracles, but unfortunately, his retainers lacked his meticulous thinking. Later scholars studying Nobunaga discovered that his thinking in that era was no less advanced than that of modern people. Nobunaga's life was filled with glorious achievements; the unification of Owari alone took him ten years. Even with the intelligence of Nobunaga, the internal strife and internal and external troubles caused by clan turmoil and warlord separatism took him ten years to unify Owari. With the Battle of Okehazama drawing ever closer to the unification of Owari, many powerful clans in Owari offered gifts, tributes, and even hostages.

Surprisingly, this battle fulfilled Hiyoshi's dream of becoming a samurai. Nobunaga promoted Hiyoshi to the rank of stable boy, creating the first samurai born of a peasant in history. I wasn't left out either; at Nobunaga's behest, I became a guard for Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie. Just as all the rewards were finished, Nobunaga led his troops on a tour of Owari Province. The people, eager to witness this powerful warlord, decorated every house with lanterns and colorful decorations—the atmosphere was like a New Year's celebration. When Nobunaga's horse appeared before the people, some young peasant girls screamed with delight… Undeniably… Nobunaga… was indeed very handsome. However… my little brother Hiyoshi became a laughingstock. People saw Hiyoshi's monkey-like face and his intoxicated expression as he waved to the surrounding crowd. Some covered their faces and chuckled, privately calling him a monkey. However… Nobunaga's behavior in his youth was even more laughable. At the time, no one believed he could govern Owari Province. Now, a mighty samurai, Nobunaga, stood vividly before them. The people are indeed fickle… When you are powerful, they will serve you as their master; when you lose all power, you become nothing more than a rat in the street. Following (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie), I couldn't help but shake my head. This messenger samurai was no longer a mere messenger; he had become a retainer-general in the Oda clan. Soldier—Infantry Captain—Retainer-General—General—Senior—this was the hierarchy among the retainers. An Infantry Captain commanded approximately 500 soldiers, while a Retainer-General commanded 700 soldiers, including a lieutenant. A General commanded 1200 soldiers, with a lieutenant, and also had his own retainers. Senior retainers and elders were equivalent to castle lords or province lords.

During another inspection tour, my eyes spotted a familiar figure—(Okiku) was among the people. Looking at her, I slowly remembered her emotional and physical trauma, so I nodded to her, indicating that we were still here. She wasn't alone, yet she silently gazed at me, then glanced back at Hiyoshi, and quietly left. Sigh... a girl's heart is unfathomable. Although I can't understand that feeling, I know it must have been...unpleasant. When the tour finally ended, we returned to (Seishu Castle).

The head of the (Asano family), (Asano Masakatsu), said, "My lord's victory this time is truly astonishing." A retainer beside him replied, "My lord, Lord Oda's victory this time is truly remarkable. Our Asano family contributed very little to this war; if the lord holds us accountable, it will be difficult to handle." (Asano Masakatsu) is also (Asano Nene's) father. He originally thought the head of Owari (Oda Nobunaga) was just a fool, but he never expected him to defeat (Imagawa Yoshimoto), who had a larger army. The powerful figures of the Sengoku period were somewhat opportunistic; they would assess the disparity in strength between the two sides and then choose their allegiance, but only maintain a neutral stance. They would immediately express their support for their lord once the tide of war turned. Then, leading their entire clan of soldiers and retainers into battle, a common practice among wealthy families at the time. After the war, if investigated, they could easily be accused of treason and their entire family executed. Just as (Asano Masakatsu) was racking his brains about how to overcome this predicament, the paper door opened, and a petite and lovely girl appeared before him. (Asano Nene) was Masakatsu's daughter, and the future wife of Toyotomi Hideyoshi (Lady Kita-no-Mandokoro).

"Father~ Nene has already begun to learn how to be a daughter-in-law of the Maeda family," she said. This marriage was arranged by (Niwa Manchiyo Nagahide). Nene and (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie) were childhood playmates, and Niwa Nagahide's joke inexplicably led the Asano family to take it seriously, preparing to groom their daughter to be a suitable daughter-in-law for the prestigious Maeda family. Unfortunately, the person involved in this marriage (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie) was completely unaware of this, and later, after Hiyoshi persistently pursued Nene, she remarried Hiyoshi.

On our return journey, we headed towards Kiyosu Castle. During a rest stop... "Brother Fujiwara~ I'm a fairly well-known samurai now, hehe~ Every girl on the roadside who sees me, Hiyoshi, secretly smiles, haha~ Looks like I, Hiyoshi, have a bit of a samurai's air about me."... Speechless... My little brother Hiyoshi, they're laughing at your appearance... Can't you even see that?... Fainted. I weakly replied, "Hiyoshi... Perhaps being a stable boy isn't a high-ranking position, but it carries considerable importance. Don't be complacent; everything still requires relentless effort. If you want to stand out, you must work even harder."... Little did I know that my words would create... a workaholic Hiyoshi, and I was completely unaware of it. "Monkey~ Let's go~ Bring the horse." After a short rest, Nobunaga urged his retainers to set off; there were more important matters awaiting him... the situation in Mino.

(Kiyosu Castle) "My lord, this victory is truly cause for celebration!" These words came from a beautiful woman (Saito Nohime), Nobunaga's principal wife. "My lady, my lord will be back soon. The food and drink you ordered are ready." A maidservant, kneeling, reported his task. "Thank you for your hard work. My lord has begun handling state affairs before even celebrating this victory. Ah, Nohime really wants to share his burdens." A horn sounded announcing the return of the monarch to the castle, and Nobunaga returned to (Kiyosu Castle). The townspeople came out to greet him, including (Asano Nene). "Brother Fujiwara, hehe, my mother always said (Kiyosu) was prosperous, and now I see it's really true!" Hiyoshi, looking left and right at the country bumpkin, muttered... "You country bumpkin." Although I know (Kiyosu) is a major castle in Owari Province, I can tell from the size of this commercial town. Nobunaga's policy was a nationwide trade policy. The advantage of this policy was that he could gather intelligence from other countries through news from the castle towns. However, it also had its drawbacks. Intelligence about one's own military and economy would still be reported back to the rulers of other countries. Even a powerful nation like Kai (Takeda Shingen) wouldn't dare to trade so openly in the Sengoku period. Spies are something that's hard to guard against; if a country has too many spies, it's easy to expose its own weaknesses, which could be exploited by enemy states, causing significant harm. Nobunaga's boldness undoubtedly stemmed from the success of his mercenary policy.

"Haha~ Nohime, I'm back~" Nobunaga was exceptionally happy. "My lord~ Congratulations on your victory! I've prepared a feast to welcome you back." ...Oh, the beauty... This is the legendary (Saito Nohime), with an oval face, delicate and distinct features, cherry lips, and a slender waist. And... those breasts... Oh my god, where did they go? If Nobunaga saw them, he'd probably be beheaded. Staring at Nohime in a daze, I quickly regained my composure. But... Hiyoshi... I saw him drooling all over the place. "Hmm~~ Monkey~ So rude." Nobunaga looked at Hiyoshi with some displeasure. He noticed that Hiyoshi had been staring at his wife for about two minutes. Startled, Hiyoshi immediately knelt down. "I'm so sorry... but... Madam... is so beautiful... I was really mesmerized... Please forgive me, my lord." "Hahaha~ This monkey can even talk! Stand aside and don't embarrass me." Nobunaga was clearly pleased with Hiyoshi's praise. What man doesn't like his wife being told she's beautiful? Even someone as strong as Nobunaga was, after all, a man. Another woman, amused by Hiyoshi's comical appearance (Saito Nohime), laughed and said, "Husband~ Who is this little guy? He's quite interesting." Actually... a man doesn't need to be handsome... a comical or unusual appearance is more likely to make a woman remember him. Even if you're ridiculously handsome, women won't dare to look you in the eye, let alone remember you. "Hahaha~~ I picked up this little guy and that little guy over there at (Atsuta Shrine). They were the ones who contributed the most to this battle~ Hahaha," Nobunaga pointed at Hiyoshi and then at me. Having loved Japanese Sengoku history since childhood, and having even watched the Sengoku period dramas during the Japanese occupation, I was immediately captivated by the storylines. My immediate response was, "This humble one is Fujiwara Shunji, and this is my friend, Hiyoshi," a fairly standard curtsy greeting. On my way to becoming (Maeda Inuchiyo Toshiie's) bodyguard, I had consulted (Maeda Toshiie) about some etiquette. The Japanese place great importance on etiquette, especially these old-fashioned people… Haha, the more I thought about these old-fashioned people, the funnier it became, causing a slight upturn to my lips. If someone with ulterior motives saw that expression, they might think I was flirting with (Saito Nohime).

(Nohime) clearly nodded politely at my reply, "Fujiwara-kun, how old are you this year…? Who are your family members? Nohime would like to thank your family and pay a visit." Women are indeed the helpers behind successful men; no one would dare refuse such a gentle approach. It not only deeply captivated the hearts of men but also those of retainers; for a retainer to receive a visit from the lady was an unparalleled honor. "My lady, I now... have only the Venerable Master who took me in... and this young brother Hiyoshi... I have reached adulthood this year... but unfortunately, I haven't had the proper ceremony." The so-called adulthood ceremony, in the Sengoku period, was a ceremony for boys who turned 16, signifying their adulthood as men, somewhat similar to a girls' festival. Nobunaga unified Owari Province at the age of 25, and his wife... is only about 22 by today's standards. Looking at me, younger than him, my womanly love overflowed again... "Poor child... if you don't mind, how about staying and serving us?"... I can't stand this kind of pleading expression... especially from a beautiful woman... If we're really counting the reasons for men's failures, I think it's all because of these stunningly beautiful women. Actually... I really want to be a ronin, wandering the world and hunting countless beauties of the Sengoku period... but... I can't take it anymore. Helpless... I struggled internally but dared not say anything more... I could only nod and say, "Thank you for your kindness, Madam. I have agreed to serve you, Lord (Maeda)." Nohime looked at me and then at (Maeda Toshiie), smiling as she said, "Inuchiyo, congratulations on gaining a young retainer." Maeda, who had been silent until now, replied, "Madam, although young Fujiwara is young, his commanding presence is so imposing that even I cannot match it. I am willing to train Fujiwara to serve the Oda clan." ...When will he command an army...? Could it be Okehazama...? Good heavens, can you call that kind of commanding while playing video games...? I'm dizzy. At that time, I only replied that the left flank should hold its position in a semi-circle, the right flank should quickly break through the enemy, and then... both flanks should hold their positions in semi-circles to prevent the enemy from passing through. That was the basics... That's all. Were these old fogies all idiots? Actually, these reactions were considered quite good for a general at that time. He was able to accurately and quickly command his subordinates to hold their positions. Maeda Toshiie observed the enemy's morale shift from offense to defense. But I had no idea I was a military genius; if I told anyone, I'd be laughed at. What's even more frustrating is how people later judged me—the tactics of war are ever-changing… What can I say?

After the audience with Saito Nohime, the rest of the time was their private world. The retainer, very sensibly, quietly withdrew. Only the clueless Hiyoshi didn't understand the situation… Although the commander hadn't ordered them to leave, this kind of conversation between husband and wife had begun. A retainer should know when to leave… Leaving the (Kiyosu Castle) citadel, I tapped Hiyoshi on the head at the gate. "Ouch~ Fujiwara-nii, stop hitting my head! Ever since I met you and you started hitting me, I've gotten dumber than ever!" Hiyoshi protested, rubbing his head. "I'm waking you up, you blockhead! Don't you know the lord is going to get intimate with the lady? You're just standing there like an idiot. No lord likes an obtuse retainer and will remember that." "Fujiwara-nii~ what's a blockhead?" Hiyoshi asked, scratching his head and looking at me with a strange expression... Speechless... I was too lazy to explain. At this moment, one of the maids, Nene, walked over to us. "Lord Maeda~ You're back~ Nene has been waiting for you for a long time." Maeda Toshiie looked around to make sure no one was there, then said, "Nene, why are you being so polite? You're not like you used to be, haha~ You seem so reserved." Upon hearing this, Nene immediately revealed her true colors. The petite girl put her hands on her hips and pinched (Maeda Toshiie's) ear, "Oh~ You've been promoted and you've become more arrogant~ You dare to talk back to me like that." "Ouch~ Nene, be gentle... There are still people here... There are still people here, have some face." "Hey, kid!" Maeda Toshiie gave us a wry smile. Matsu (Maeda Toshiie's future wife), who was also a maid, immediately chimed in with a laugh, "Heh~ Yes, Nene, pinch him hard! I don't know how long we'll worry about him!"... Nene... This is the future wife of Toyotomi Hideyoshi... Good heavens! Seeing two famous Sengoku period women in one day! Although (Nohime) is beautiful, it's a noble kind of beauty, but this... Nene has a wild beauty. Her petite figure, round face, and slightly angry expression have a unique charm. I think this is her true self... At first glance, her actions seemed like those of a samurai woman, but now... she's like a child. Hearing Nene's voice of support, her face flushed slightly, and she quietly lowered her hand... Knowing the nuances of a young woman's expression, I immediately saw that Nene liked Maeda Toshiie. However, I didn't know that the Asano family already considered Nene a daughter-in-law of the Maeda family, and even she herself hadn't objected to Maeda Toshiie. Could I have misjudged...? Impossible, history shouldn't change... Forget it, this is too amusing. It would be a waste not to take this opportunity to tease this well-mannered Maeda... sir... haha.

"Lord Maeda~ That's not right of you~ Two beautiful young ladies are waiting for you~ I've never seen you so out of control on the battlefield. If the enemies were all beautiful young ladies, I think Lord Maeda... hehehe." Faced with my teasing (Maeda Toshiie), he could only laugh foolishly... so well-mannered. Perhaps he knew my teasing was unintentional, because seeing my teasing made Nene's face turn even redder. Hiyoshi, that kid... "Hey~ Miss~ Your face is so red!" The comical Hiyoshi displayed his comedic talent again, and Matsu next to him was already laughing so hard he couldn't bend over. But... the great Maeda, the big blockhead, didn't notice the girlish feelings of this beautiful Nene. Sigh~~ Lord Maeda, even if you are... a famous general of the Sengoku period, how can you be so oblivious to feelings...? Shaking his head, let's change the subject. "Greetings, beautiful ladies~ I am Fujiwara Shunji, a bodyguard of Lord Maeda~ This is Nobunaga's stable boy, Hiyoshi, please forgive my rudeness." My polite words and sincere expression surely won't offend the ladies. "Oh~ you're Fujiwara~ I thought you were a very strong man!" (Matsu) stared at me in disbelief. It seems my military achievements are already on the Oda clan's list of accomplishments. But that so-called strong man… If we're talking about my lower body, I absolutely admit I'm strong, although my current physique doesn't look that great. Just kidding~ at least I've rejuvenated, my stamina is definitely top-notch. It's a pity… being spoken to as if I'm not strong at all by someone younger than me. When will I ever have the robust physique of a 25-year-old… Oh my god.

Just as this farce was unfolding, Ningning finally spoke up, "Alright~ you stinky (Song) are making fun of me!" She then started tickling (Song), who was already laughing so hard she couldn't bend over. Ningning's tickling made her laugh even louder. She turned around and tickled too. The two girls were just playing around like that... Ah, the spring scenery... Ah, the spring scenery... The cleavage faintly visible between their kimonos... It was making my mind wander. Their fair skin was rosy, and their undeveloped nipples... If I kept fantasizing, I think I'd probably turn into a beast. Composing myself, I said, "Two beautiful ladies~" I coughed slightly to interrupt their playful banter. When I noticed three eyes staring at them, their faces turned even redder, even the usually carefree (Song) was no exception... I didn't expect her to blush, hehe, interesting. "Excuse me~" The two girls, having straightened their clothes, curtsied. Then Ningning took out a small package, "Inuchiyo~ This...this is what I made...please try it if you don't mind." When a girl is shy, her actions can be...rude...and she just shoved it into (Maeda Toshiie's) hands. Looking at the still slightly warm package in his arms, (Maeda Toshiie) stood there dumbfounded, speechless. Then I secretly nudged (Maeda Toshiie) from behind, and he stumbled, finally speaking. Damn~ it seems like he can't bring himself to say thank you. "Uh~ thank...thank you," Maeda said, his face flushed. Hmph~ I don't believe you wouldn't blush when a beautiful woman gives you a gift. Especially since it's a love-filled bento box! Damn~ why didn't my ex-girlfriend treat me like this...it's so unfair!

Time flies. Four months have passed since Hiyoshi and I took up our posts. We've practically mastered everything in Owari (Kiyosu Castle), from top to bottom. But… Lord Shibata's disdainful expression hasn't lessened much. Hiyoshi is always ridiculed by his retainers while working, but strangely, this little guy doesn't get discouraged. What I admire about him is his ability to treat hardship like nourishment. Instead, he's even more energetic, doing everything from washing horses and feeding them hay to cleaning manure. Looking at his thin body, I feel a little sorry for him, but work… is work… no matter how hard it is, it has to be done. For the sake of survival… people… have to work. Many interesting things have happened these days, the funniest being when Hiyoshi went to ask Nene what kind of men women like, leaving Nene speechless. However, Hiyoshi seems to enjoy pestering Nene with questions more and more. Sometimes, this little beauty gets angry and even pinches Hiyoshi's ear. It seems my little brother Hiyoshi is putting one of his womanizing tricks—persistence—to the fullest. As my feelings for him grew, I realized that Hiyoshi loved Nene. His salary... two kan... In that era, currency was divided into mon and kan—1000 mon equaled 1 kan. A typical farmer's income was about 500 mon, so 1 kan was equivalent to more than a month's income for a farmer. Hiyoshi, who had suffered hardship since childhood, was like a miser. He was reluctant to spend the money he worked so hard to earn, but... he was willing to spend it all for Nene... Men pursuing women are like mountains, let alone Hiyoshi... a monkey... This later became a laughing stock among his retainers, but with my modern knowledge, I didn't necessarily think highly of Hiyoshi. On the contrary, I had a lot of confidence in this younger brother, Hiyoshi. It wasn't until he later changed his name (Kinoshita Tokichiro) that I realized... he was Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

One day, Nobunaga went for a ride, taking Hiyoshi with him. "Monkey~ you've been serving as a retainer at home for some time now," Nobunaga said, aimlessly riding his horse while looking at Hiyoshi below. "My lord, Hiyoshi has been serving you for over four months." "Hmm," Hiyoshi nodded, continuing to ride leisurely as if deep in thought. Suddenly, they passed a large tree, and Nobunaga stopped his horse. "Monkey, your ambition is to become a samurai, but do you know my ambition?" Hiyoshi, off his horse, was startled. He hadn't considered Nobunaga's ambition. As a retainer, he had only done his duty. He stammered, "My lord, Hiyoshi doesn't know. My lord's ambition is lofty. I'm not good at flattery. I can only say that my lord's thoughts are even more lofty than mine." Looking at Hiyoshi, Nobunaga seemed quite satisfied with his retainer's honesty. Perhaps the peasant Hiyoshi was more honest than those from noble samurai families. Gradually, Nobunaga slowly revealed his ambition, "My ambition is to unify the entire country." Hiyoshi wasn't surprised because he knew his lord's ambition must be great. "My lord, perhaps unifying the whole country is good, but..." "But what?" Nobunaga looked at Hiyoshi with interest. "My lord, Hiyoshi will speak the truth. Please punish me for any rudeness." "Stop babbling! Monkey! Just say it!" "My lord, unifying the whole country is good... Hiyoshi is just a farmer... I only hope that everyone can have enough to eat. Hiyoshi had a hard childhood, but there were people who had it even harder. They had to work until sunset every day before they could rest, and their income had to be given to the lord. The taxes were even heavier during wartime. Hiyoshi only hoped to be able to eat his fill every day." Hiyoshi answered tremblingly, not daring to raise his head. He remained kneeling for a while. After a while, noticing there was no scolding, he secretly glanced at Nobunaga on horseback and saw that Nobunaga was deep in thought. Suddenly, Nobunaga spoke, and Hiyoshi shrank back in fright. "Monkey, I know what you're saying, but that's how the Sengoku period was..." Everyone wants a good life. Everyone wants peace in their homeland. If no one unifies the country, war will continue indefinitely. I, Nobunaga, may only be a lord of a small country, but my ambition lies in the world. I want the world to live without war. Without war, there must be power. I need even stronger military power. Without power, everything is just empty talk and dreams, do you understand? Perhaps the farmers suffer, but as a lord, I can only make relative compensation elsewhere. Who will be happiest after victory? There's no denying it's you farmers, because you will gain more land and more food. The idea of "unifying the world by force" slowly began to develop in Nobunaga's mind. War can only be suppressed by the power of war. Rebels only care about power. The stronger the power, the less people will resist. Even if everyone fears me, Nobunaga, I will still rule the world by power.

Gazing at the tree before him, Nobunaga pondered, "Monkey~ If I were a tree~ you would be a monkey beneath it. Without monkeys, trees cannot grow." Young Hiyoshi, though not fully understanding his lord Nobunaga's profound words, sensed his grand ideals and ambitions. He knew that as a peasant, he was content to serve Nobunaga. A sudden inspiration struck him, and Hiyoshi immediately spoke to Nobunaga, "My lord~ Hiyoshi is willing to dedicate his heart and soul to you. Hiyoshi is the son of the sun and will surely bring you hope." "Good~ Monkey~ Very good~ But..... Hiyoshi's name sounds too peasant-like.... From today onwards, you will be called (Kinoshita). I, Nobunaga, will make you the first head of the Kinoshita family. From now on, the Oda clan of Owari will have the Kinoshita family." Hiyoshi was moved, utterly moved. Nobunaga did not despise his peasant origins, but was willing to give him the opportunity to establish a family and become its head, signifying a status equivalent to that of a noble samurai family with its own retainers. After a moment's thought, he immediately replied, "My lord, Hiyoshi wishes to change his name to (Kinoshita Fujikichiro). Where there are trees, there are vines. Vine is the hand of the tree; it helps the tree find the ideal soil. Moreover, Hiyoshi met you because Fujiwara recommended him. Hiyoshi will not forget his kindness and will take one character from Fujiwara's name (Fuji) as a token of gratitude." Upon hearing this, Nobunaga immediately nodded in satisfaction, "Good monkey~ Haha, good Fujikichiro~ You will be called (Kinoshita Fujikichiro) from today onwards. Go back and find a blacksmith and instruct him to forge a family emblem that belongs to you. Remember, don't use 'monkey' for me~ A monkey is a monkey using a monkey as a family emblem. Nobunaga will truly become the monkey boss~ Hahahaha." Toyotomi Hideyoshi's first step on the road to unification was changing his name to (Kinoshita Fujikichiro), a name that shed his peasant image.

"Fujiwara-nii~~ Fujiwara-nii!" Hiyoshi ran over happily, but he interrupted my sword practice. The person instructing me (Maeda Toshiie) had already knocked the sword out of my hand while I was distracted... Damn Hiyoshi, you're the one who killed me! You know, every time my sword is knocked out, I have to endure another round of etiquette training... That's worse than... listening to a monk chanting sutras! You bastard, if I don't teach you a lesson soon, I'll change my surname to yours! "Toshiie-sama, you're here too~ Hello." (Maeda Toshiie) nodded, and we bowed 90 degrees to each other as a formality after our sparring session. "Heh~ Fujiwara-kun~ Looks like you'll have to receive another round of etiquette training."... I've seen that smug expression of his countless times, but today's looks even more... smug. Wearing a kendo uniform and a fitted kimono, he had the air of a ronin samurai. The pure white kimono paired with jet-black trousers... but... peeing is such a hassle. Before, unzipping the zipper... and... now... damn it... it's wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and it takes forever to even get my dick out. If it takes too long... I think... I'll just... mess it up... damn it. "You damn monkey~ You're yelling so loudly, you're distracting me~ You're going to kill me~ Today you're going to have to go to class with me on etiquette," I complained, still grabbing Hiyoshi's neck. "Cough~ cough~~ cough~~ Fujiwara... big brother... let me talk first." "Hmph~ I'll spare you, but if I don't say something interesting, you're dead." Releasing my hands and letting go of the cross-shaped restraint, I leisurely picked up the pear placed to the side and took a bite... sweet and delicious. This kind of pesticide-free fruit is top-notch. The food of people in the old-fashioned era... wasn't bad. Although there was no white rice, only millet rice... the side dishes were incredibly delicious, but the portion... was too small... damn it. With my modern appetite, these meals wouldn't even fill a tooth gap, so I would often drag Hiyoshi to a farmhouse to steal chickens after dinner. At first, the kid was terrified, but the thrill of the crime made him chuckle. After a few times, this little devil became as cunning as me and would invite me to steal chickens. But I think stealing chickens was just a pretense; spying on Nene was the real deal. Every time Hiyoshi invited me to the place... (Asano's house), once I almost saw Nene without clothes on, and the kid immediately dragged me away. Damn it, it ruined my interest in experiencing that voyeuristic thrill. I turned to look at Hiyoshi, who was panting... Sigh... He still doesn't have much stamina, but his enthusiasm is no less than mine. Looking at his pathetic state, I spoke in my hometown dialect, "Spit it out! Get lost!" At first, Hiyoshi didn't quite understand what I meant, but after my careful explanation... hehe, he gradually understood. "Fujiwara-nii, don't be shocked when you hear this." Hiyoshi, who was all swagger and arrogant, ended up getting a slap on the head. "Ouch~ Okay, okay, I'll tell you." I patted his head and Hiyoshi slowly said, "Today I went horseback riding with the lord~ You know what? The lord changed my name!" "Oh~ What name~ It's not going to be called Monkey King of the Mountains, is it~ Haha." "What Monkey King? I'm called Majestic and Powerful now, listen up, don't be dumbfounded~ (Kinoshita Fujikichiro)" Bang~~~ Fruit fell, oh my god~~~ Toyotomi Hideyoshi was right in front of me. My little brother Hiyoshi... Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

Chapter 5 Three Days of Castle Construction

『Brother Fujiwara~Brother Fujiwara』 Hiyoshi's little hand was waving in front of my eyes. No, now I should say (Kinoshita Fujikichiro). This news shocked me quite a bit. Right in front of me is... Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Looking at my dazed expression, I (Fujikichiro) became even more worried. "Fujiwara-nii~ don't scare me!" Seeing Fujikichiro's expression, I knew I was lost in thought, and immediately replied, "I... I'm fine... just a little... accidental." ... "Accidental? What's an accident, Fujiwara-nii?" ... Should I say he's Toyotomi Hideyoshi? So dense... But he probably hadn't heard of such an adjective before... Sigh, after a long explanation, I finally (Fujikichiro) understood. "Nii-nii, you should say surprised... We usually say surprised in this kind of situation." ... I'm going crazy! It's the same meaning, just different characters, damn it, I don't want to explain anymore. Trying to clear my aching head, I said, "Fujikichiro~ do you know the meaning of this name?" "Fujiwara-nii~ you can still call me Hiyoshi~ besides Fujiwara-nii and my family, who are my closest relatives~ only you can call me that." ... I was a little surprised that this little guy still considered me his closest relative, and I felt a small touch of warmth. "Kinoshita~ I hope you can demonstrate your talents under Lord Nobunaga~ Lord Nobunaga has high expectations of you." Nodding, Hiyoshi's eyes sparkled as he said, "Lord Nobunaga values Fujikichiro so highly, I will certainly do my best to assist him." His tone and demeanor really had a bit of Toyotomi Hideyoshi's style.....

(Kiyosu Castle) In the citadel, Nobunaga was furious. "Hmph~ Incompetent~ You've been working on the castle walls and fortifications for so long, and you've only completed half of them! If the Mino army takes advantage of this opportunity to advance into Owari, how will you defend against their artillery fire?" Kneeling before his retainers, Nobumori Sakuma trembled slightly with fear. "I've begged the foreman to finish as soon as possible, but he's always on a fixed schedule. I've begged him countless times." "Hmph~ You can't even command a mere lord like him, Nobumori, how can you lead troops?" Nobunaga rebuked the kneeling Nobumori Sakuma. "Where is Katsuie~?" The head of the retainers, Katsuie Shibata, immediately stepped forward. "I'm here!" He glanced at Nobunaga and immediately threw out his command fan, shouting angrily, "This mere lord is so rude! Katsuie, raze them to the ground immediately!" The retainers were shocked upon hearing this. Killing the people of Owari would surely cause a riot, something absolutely unacceptable. However, Nobunaga was enraged, and no one dared to speak up. Sakuma, who was in charge of the construction, was sweating profusely and immediately pleaded, "My lord, this is absolutely forbidden! Killing the people of Owari will lose the hearts of the people. I beg you to reconsider!" Nobunaga looked at Sakuma with disdain and asked, "Nobumori, how is the project going? Is it still not finished by the time the Mino army attacks Owari?" Speechless, Nobunaga further rebuked, "This construction is urgent. If the Mino army takes the opportunity to attack Owari, our current forces will undoubtedly be unable to withstand their cavalry. Those who do not stand shoulder to shoulder with me, Nobunaga, will be punished!" He acted swiftly and decisively, his ruthless methods sending chills down the spines of his retainers. This was typical of their young lord's temperament, but these actions undoubtedly established Nobunaga's authority. The meeting clearly failed to reach a solution, and the sullen Nobunaga gave a brief instruction (Sakuma Nobumori): if the foreman continues to be so obtuse, he will send troops to suppress him, which made this senior retainer break out in a cold sweat.

Snow was falling at the entrance to the main castle. (Tokichiro) took out straw sandals from his robes to give to Nobunaga, but upon stretching them out, he noticed they were warm. Nobunaga's expression gradually darkened; clearly, the emotions from the meeting had carried over into his temper. He kicked (Tokichiro) and cursed, "Monkey! How dare you warm your shoes with your butt! Utterly unreasonable!" Then he turned and left without looking back. One of his retainers, (Shibata Katsuie), snorted coldly, his expression gloating, and followed Nobunaga. (Tokichiro) wasn't discouraged; he knew his lord was merely angry. As a retainer, one sometimes had to endure the lord's temper. He had been serving in the Oda clan for over four months, and now it was deep winter. Each retainer had their own thoughts on how to please their lord, Nobunaga. The only way was to quickly construct the stone walls of the castle fortifications.

Deep winter—cold weather... if only there were beautiful women in this weather... hehe, a little tenderness would be quite nice. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. As a subject, I'm constantly being lectured by my teacher (Maeda Toshiie), and I'm almost brainwashed by his rigid thinking. If this continues, I think my morals will decline, my animalistic beliefs will... lead to impotence... Damn it... Honestly... it's been almost five months since I've... done *that*. People say the seven-year itch, but my body is back to the prime of 16, while my mindset is that of a 25-year-old adult. I'm still interested in *that* kind of thing. Unfortunately... despite my handsome and innocent looks, no girls are interested in me... On the contrary, that little brother Hiyoshi... his shamelessness rivals even my real-life friend (Akiyama Kazuki). During this time, I often take time to visit Hiyoshi's sister (Akiku). He's clearly recovering quite well; he's definitely still traumatized. Psychology says so... Damn it... I don't have the magical powers to help him overcome his trauma. But... her figure... is pretty good. ...Having eaten my fill and been bored, I started fantasizing about the figures and appearances of every beautiful woman. Then... a sharp pain in my shoulder... a blow to the head... (Maeda Toshiie) said, "Distracted mind~ a restless heart~ Eliminate distractions and feel the airflow to improve your swordsmanship." Please, this isn't some kind of internal energy cultivation technique from a martial arts novel. This kind of meditation supposedly allows you to experience natural changes... I'm practically petrified, and you call that natural changes...? During these four months, my instructor (Maeda Toshiie) has often been driven to distraction by me. He has a love-hate relationship with me; sometimes my behavior displays a wisdom and composure beyond my years, but other times I infuriate him to the point of rage. Even he, with his excellent manners, gets angry. It seems my mischievousness is... pretty good~~ Damn.

"Fujihara-nii~" (Fujikichiro's) voice sounded outside the door. Hehe, I knew he was here; I was saved. But (Maeda Toshiie) sigh... his face wasn't exactly cheerful, yet he couldn't stop me from making friends. Maintaining good relations between retainers was crucial for my career advancement, and (Maeda Toshiie), knowing this well, could only set aside his pride and let me out. Haha. The air outside was cold, but...it felt amazing! I could sit in front of the computer all day without a problem, but sitting still all day...I couldn't do it, haha. "Hiyoshi~ here again~ probably got upset again." Looking at this future Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who was like a brother to me, I felt a lot of emotions. We were mischievous together, stealing chickens together, playing together—I haven't experienced such carefree days in so long. I'm truly happy now. "Sigh~ Don't mention it. My lord thought I used my butt to warm his shoes." "Oh~" I know this part of history. Actually, Nobunaga didn't care about those little tricks. He just hoped that Hiyoshi's cleverness would be used for important matters. Many of Nobunaga's retainers didn't know how to be flexible, except for the one at the moment (Tokichiro), who often created many surprises for Nobunaga. "Hehe~ Don't worry about Hiyoshi's little matter," I comforted him. "Look at this." I took out a wooden plaque engraved with the (Maeda family's) family emblem from my pocket. "Eh~ Fujiwara-nii~ You've also been appointed as a retainer of the Maeda family." Hiyoshi was very happy. "Yes~ Not long ago, my mentor (Maeda Toshiie) gave me the Maeda family's token (the family emblem wooden plaque)." "So Lord Nobunaga knows too." "Hehehe~ That's right." "Hmph~~ Stingy~~ Why am I the last to know?" "That's because the lord doesn't want you to see others' achievements affecting your work mentality. You should know that comparing yourself to others often makes you feel terrible. As long as you do your best and have a clear conscience, that's enough." In private, I sometimes teach Hiyoshi some modern concepts. I don't want my first Sengoku period brother to be like an old-fashioned relic....... But if anyone asks, I strictly forbid him from telling anyone that I taught him. Just kidding! In modern society, cultural knowledge isn't something you can just casually talk about. Everyone keeps bothering me, and I don't want to become a museum statue with people asking me about literature every day. "Alright~ That's enough about the main topic~ Time to find some entertainment~ Hehe." Seeing my wicked smile, Hiyoshi knew I was going to ask him to cause trouble again. After these days, I don't know how many times I explained some modern terms to this little antique before he finally started to understand. At least he could roughly understand the meaning. That night—around 5 a.m. in modern time—we sneaked to the maid (Matsu's) house, intending to secretly catch a frog and put it in her clothes, but instead we witnessed a wonderful... hehehe.

In (Matsu's) house, she was preparing hot water. I don't need to say what's next. We, hidden in the darkness, silently watched her movements. The frog in our hands cooperated by not croaking. I was racking my brains about how to discreetly slip it into her clothes. As she entered the bathing area, Hiyoshi and I breathed heavily outside the door. A beauty bathing... whew whew... that posture of undressing... endless fantasies! I secretly peeked through the crack in the wooden door. Her pink silk kimono began to slowly come off. I swallowed hard, slowly admiring this beautiful and imaginative scene. Her back was very white, without any excess fat. Her entire back was smooth and white. Perhaps because she had worn a kimono for a long time, apart from her slightly yellowish-black complexion, her body was very fair. When she took off her last piece of close-fitting white clothing, the image of a beauty bathing in an erotic painting was revealed before our eyes, completely exposed. I didn't expect that (Matsu), who was a little bit sassy, would have a figure that was no less than (Nohime's). However, I've never seen (Nohime) completely naked, so I'm just guessing. The sound of water slowly spread, and the shower gradually grew louder... Strange, shouldn't girls usually shower very slowly? How come she was showering so boldly, almost as fast as a man...? While we were intently watching her back, we both started fantasizing about her magnificent breasts. I really wished she would just let me peek at them. We're all descendants of the Yellow Emperor, so why are we in such a hurry? Just open your legs a little, that would be enough. ... Haha, to paraphrase my realistic and sarcastic friend (Akiyama Kazuki)'s wise saying: Soap... This didn't exist in the Warring States period. They used strips of cloth to rub their bodies. Just imagine her touching her magnificent breasts; my little penis was already pitching a tent. It seems that after seeing this beautiful woman bathing, I definitely need to rush to the red-light district to find a girl to cool off. Slowly, she turned around. Wow~~ round, perky, and hard breasts, like undeveloped little fried eggs. *Hoo hoo*... *licking*... Although her breasts weren't as big as Xiao You's, her snow-white skin revealed two small pink nipples. Her shy yet sexy face made Fang Ze even more eager to kiss her. She... began to rub her breasts, her right hand rubbing her secret garden... Her hair... was quite thick... *meow*... I think in modern times, a girl like this would be considered to have high sexual desire. With her movements, Riji was already drooling. Her breasts, which she was gently rubbing, had already become erect due to her sensitive constitution. Although there was no visible secret fluid in her secret garden yet, I think she... should be feeling something too. As expected, she didn't disappoint me. She lowered the cloth strip and began to caress her breasts with her hands. "Ah~~~" she moaned softly, a seductive and melodious sound. The movements changed from rubbing to rapid caressing, and her right hand lewdly entered and slowly moved in and out of her secret little hole, the sound of her moans becoming melodious. Suddenly, we heard a name, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Toshiie~-sama~~~" This girl likes (Maeda Toshiie)? Whatever, even if she does, the performance is so exciting right now. Even if it's unfair to (Maeda Toshiie), I have to keep watching. Hiyoshi, listening to her cries, became excited. ...This kid isn't planning to pair her up with Toshiie, is he? ...Look at his burning eyes... He probably is. Sigh~~ In the world of emotions, people are inherently selfish, and I'm no exception. If the girl I like likes someone else, I also hope that my rival will have another girl like him. Once the deed is done... Hehe, I think the girl will give up. The moans hadn't stopped, and a wave of lewd atmosphere slowly filled the bathroom. The movements grew faster and faster, the seductive sounds never ceasing. Watching her rubbing her vulva, I really wanted to just take her and express my feelings; sharing pleasure is worse than keeping it to myself, meow. Finally, she released her secret fluids, and a sense of emptiness and loneliness slowly surfaced in the girl's heart, perhaps because her best friend Nene also liked (Maeda Toshiie). ...I didn't expect that young old man to be...so popular with women. Sigh...I'm even more lonely than her, with my handsome self right now. The erotic scene was over, and Hiyoshi and I carefully left that seductive bathroom. This guy...his penis is already erect even higher than mine...men...hehe. After seeing these blood-boiling erotic pictures, I inevitably felt the urge to pee on the way. Hehe~Little brother Hiyoshi~I really didn't expect~he's got a great figure, and his penis is very erect. No wonder he's the first little brother I met in the Sengoku period.

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Now that I've broken up with Hiyoshi, it's time to visit Hiyoshi's older sister (Kiku). Composing myself, I slowly walked towards Kiku's place. To be honest, my inner demons are still erect. A little awkward; if she finds out… how embarrassing! Reaching the door, I tried to control myself and knocked a little more gently. "Kiku-nee~ Kiku-nee!" "Who is it?" "It's me~ Fujiwara." "Oh~ wait a minute, I'm cooking. Have you eaten?" I patted my stomach. Honestly, even though I'd eaten, I was still… hungry. But Kiku-nee's cooking… sigh… is that even edible? "Uh… I ate." I felt a little guilty. Who told me to eat her food last time and think I had food poisoning, and then have diarrhea all night? "Hmph~ lying~ you clearly don't like my cooking," came her dissatisfied voice from inside. Women are always… sensitive. Pulling open the wooden door, a peasant girl (Aju) came into view, dressed in simple peasant clothing. She wore a peasant headscarf and simple clothes, but her delicate features still added to her charm. Clothing only accentuates a person's appearance, but a woman with气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance) is different; any clothes make her look good. (Aju) was that kind of woman; in modern terms, she possessed a kind of ordinary beauty, a very simple and pure beauty. While not strikingly beautiful, her delicate features were memorable, and a slight displeasure lingered on her pretty face. "...Sister Ju~ how about I cook for you?" Suddenly, Aju's eyes lit up. "You~ you can cook~ haha~ a man cooking, that's quite something, I want to see~~ hehehahaha." Clearly, this woman didn't believe in my cooking skills. Just kidding~ during my university years, I often had to bring my own food; a little cooking skill was no problem for me. My Class C cooking license wasn't fake... damn it. I remembered that license was a major I studied before university, but later switched to archaeology because I fell in love with history. Seeing her beaming smile, I silently walked into the kitchen. Heh heh, surprisingly, apart from the stove being different from modern ones, the cleaver, shovel, butt knife, and pot were almost identical. But this stove was no problem for me; during my time in the army… I was a mess sergeant, heh heh. The difference was the way to start the fire. The army used coal stoves, but this… firewood… oh my god… I’d be choked to death before I even started a fire. Turning to her, I said, “Sister Ju… could you… help me start a fire?” “Hahaha~~ You can’t even start a fire and you want to cook? Okay~~ I’ll help you start a fire. I want to see what you’re going to cook.” Ignoring her teasing, I thought, “Wait until you taste my cooking before you comment, hmph. Right now, I’m just swallowing my bitter pill.” Watching her skillfully start the fire, the stove was almost ready. I picked up a cleaver, grabbed the fish, and skillfully removed the scales, gills, and innards, leaving Kiku dumbfounded. "Eh~ Fujiwara, you know how to kill fish?"... Killing fish? I'd never thought of killing fish. I just grabbed a cleaver, stunned the fish, and then used the cleaver to remove the scales, etc. Without a word, I continued. I picked up a black cloth from the side and wrapped it around my waist, using it as a chef's scarf. Kiku became even more curious watching my movements, noticing some scallions on the basket. Perfect! I smoothly sliced them into flowers and strips. Hmm~ it seems I'm missing garlic... where to find it? "Kiku-nee~ do you have any garlic?" "Garlic~ what's that?" Kiku's eyes darted around curiously. If I hadn't asked, she probably wouldn't have understood the current language. But after I explained for a while, she finally understood what I meant. That (suantou) ← I can't think of the Japanese pronunciation right now. The peeled garlic obviously still had a slightly pungent smell; this garlic... is strong. I picked up a cleaver and smashed the garlic. The ingredients were almost ready; now for the main dish. I flipped the fish over and quickly made two cuts on its body with a slicing knife. I lit the stove and boiled water in a pot, placing the fish (from the wooden platter) inside. (Steamed Fish) This simple home-style dish was ready, the aroma gradually wafting from the pot. "Mmm~~ It smells so good~~ Fujiwara~ You really can cook!" Kiku was very happy, clearly no man had ever cooked for her before. Plus, she'd never seen a man cook. "Can you not tell anyone I can cook?" If people knew, I think my samurai career would have to turn into a chef's career. I don't want to be a novice chef. Kiku nodded in agreement. After about fifteen minutes, I took the fish out of the pot. Kiku was already drooling, eager to try it. I stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute, Kiku-nee, it's almost done." I placed the scallion strips, garlic, and red chili strips on top of the fish, then poured hot oil over it—sizzling and the aroma intensified. "Wow~ It smells so good~ Fujihara, let me try some!" Seeing her greedy look, I figured if I said "let me eat" right now, she'd probably agree... But I dared not say what I was thinking. I picked up my chopsticks and politely extended my right hand, "Please~ try Fujihara's special steamed fish." "Huh~ You call this steamed fish? What is that? I've never heard of it before..."......I was wrong again.........Too lazy to explain, anyway, she couldn't wait to eat, so I said, "Kiku-nee~ It won't taste good if it gets cold, eat it quickly." Kiku didn't think much of it and immediately took a bite, "Wow~ It's so delicious~~ Fujihara, you're amazing!" Hehe, I satisfied my vanity a little.

The dishes were a mess. This pretty girl didn't have any class in eating like a girl; she looked like a starving ghost reincarnated. Seeing her eating so happily made me happy too. A chef who makes food only hopes that the guests can finish all the food; that's respect for the chef. At least in modern times, I rarely leave any food behind when I eat. "Are you kidding me? I'm spending money!"... If the chef knew what I was thinking, he'd beat me to a pulp. Watching her devour the fish on her plate, licking the sauce off her hands... that... meow... a little flirtatious. My dormant little penis immediately caught that flirtatious scent and started stirring again. I don't know why, but watching her so engrossed in eating the food I made, I felt a strong urge to hold her. It was like watching a kitten happily eating a fish, so endearing. So I slowly embraced her slender waist and gently rested my head on her shoulder. At that moment, I had no animalistic desires, only the desire to enjoy that brief moment of romance. I don't know how long it's been since I cooked for a girl myself, except for one girlfriend in real life, but that relationship ended before college. At first, Kiku obviously didn't notice, but when I whispered in her ear, "Is it good?" she realized our position was very intimate. Heaven knows! I just wanted to enjoy the romance for a while and didn't think much of it. Perhaps because of the lighting, I noticed her face was flushed, she lowered her head and nodded gently, saying, "It's delicious~ really delicious~ Fujiwara, your cooking is so good." I also realized our position was intimate, so I kissed her cheek, released my hands, and said, "I'm glad you like it," then smiled at her. We chatted casually until it got late. Happy times often pass quickly, and soon it was time for me to go back (to the Maeda house). I stood up and said, "It's not late~ Kiku-nee, you should rest early too." Her smile returned when she heard I was leaving, and her expression turned lonely again. Every time I see that look on her face, it breaks my heart. Perhaps I'll have less and less time to spend with her...

Just as I was about to turn and leave, she... hugged me from behind. "Can you stay with me tonight? I'm scared to be alone." Sigh... Kiku's psychological trauma is still there; only time can slowly erode it, but the indelible marks remain. So I had no choice but to tell her, "How about this, Kiku, I'll go back and inform Lord Maeda first, and ask him to allow me to stay with you. I believe he'll agree." She nodded, so I went back to the Maeda family to inform them. (Maeda Toshiie) didn't make things difficult for me because he knew about (Kiku's) situation; he knew that a girl alone, if not strong enough, could easily commit suicide. Back at my lodgings, I took two blankets to Sister Ju's place. To be honest, I'm a lonely woman... I shook off those thoughts and knocked on the wooden door. "Sister Ju~ It's me." "Lately..." What's going on? All white clothes, suicide? But I was wrong, it was something like pajamas. Damn~ Japanese people also wear all white when they commit suicide, which made me think the wrong thing. But those faintly visible breasts... "Sister Ju~ It's cold, I was afraid you'd be cold here, so I brought extra blankets. When you sleep tonight, put the blankets under your sheets so they'll be warmer." "Thank you."... We looked at each other for a moment without saying anything. To avoid awkwardness, I took the other blanket and went to the floor to make a makeshift bed. I was afraid of this atmosphere. Although this girl wasn't my biological sister, I respected her; at least she was my little brother Hiyoshi's sister. Seeing me lie down, Sister Ju didn't say much, turned off the light, and went to sleep. That night, sleeping like this isn't what a man should do, having a woman lying next to me... This feeling is so similar to how Xiao You made me sleep with her back then... Damn. The cold wind rattled the windows of the small house. Looking at Sister Ju's eyes on the wall, I didn't want to disturb her sleep. I quietly got up, walked to the window, and slowly closed it. Returning to my spot, I looked at Sister Ju sleeping... This girl... Sigh~ Poor life. If she hadn't encountered that kind of thing, she should be living happily in Owari Province now. I hate those soldiers who cause chaos during wartime. Maybe it's not your homeland, but no one wants their homeland to be trampled upon. Gently stroking her face, I sighed, and suddenly realized she had opened her eyes and was looking at me. "Uh~ Sorry to have disturbed you, the window was too loud. I've closed it. Sleep peacefully, I'll stay here with you." A gentle smile, a soft male voice. Kiku nodded and closed her eyes. In the middle of the night... "No~ No~~ Don't come any closer~~ Help me~~ No!" I was awakened by her cries in the middle of the night. I panicked and immediately got up to grab the samurai sword beside me, only to find that there were only the two of us in the room. It turned out she was having a nightmare?... I was startled. I put down the samurai sword and went to her bedside, gently touching her face and whispering in her ear, "Don't be afraid~ Don't be afraid~ I'm here." She opened her eyes and immediately got up and hugged me, her body trembling with fear. I patted her back tenderly, and all I heard was her say, "Fujiwara~ Fujiwara~ Don't let them come any closer~ I'm so scared~ so scared." Nightmare... I don't know how many nights this nightmare had tormented her. If there were such a thing as a potion of forgetfulness in the world, I really wish it were here with me right now. At least it could help a girl forget painful memories.

Because of me, she gradually calmed down, but she was covered in sweat. I was worried she'd catch a cold, so I said, "You're all wet, change into some clean clothes before you sleep, don't get cold." I handed her one of her clothes, but she didn't move. I was a little confused as to why she wasn't changing... because I was in the room... I silently turned and walked to the corner. "Sister Ju~ Change your clothes~ I won't peek, trust me." I sat down at the foot of the wall. A short while later, I heard rustling sounds behind me; she was clearly changing. The sounds gradually faded until I was sure there was no more noise before I turned around. Seeing her bright eyes staring at me, I didn't know what to say, so... I just let her stare. Then I remembered the state of non-action in meditation, an unexpected realization that allowed me to understand the non-action in swordsmanship—a posture displayed with a pure heart, a feeling of natural understanding that words cannot describe. I began to understand why swordsmanship carried a touch of Zen. The biggest difference between the sword of killing and the sword of non-action lies in the fact that one is completely free of mental distractions; every strike and movement is a natural, spontaneous act. The sword of killing, on the other hand, is filled only with a chilling killing intent; every attack is a deadly strike, and the outcome is decided in the very first moment of the sword's movement. The sword of non-action is straightforward and can endure for a long time, while the sword of killing cannot sustain such exertion. In terms of mindset, the one with more distractions will perish if they are not careful. However, her gaze still made me a little uneasy. Although I had grasped the essence of non-action, I had not yet completely eliminated distractions, so I slowly closed my eyes.

Feeling the breath of nature, I sensed the direction of the wind outside and the breathing of the beautiful woman before me. Strange—why was her breathing a little rapid? Looking at her with a puzzled expression, I opened my eyes and saw she wasn't asleep. "Sister Ju, what's wrong? Can't you sleep?" She nodded, so I tried to find a way to coax her to sleep. I'm practically becoming a stay-at-home dad! Damn, thinking of my hometown in the real world, I felt a lot of emotions. I wondered how my classmates and... Xiao You were doing these past four months. Thinking of these things, I slowly recounted my experiences to the beautiful woman before me. Perhaps because of loneliness, or perhaps because of the uncertainty of returning to the real world, I felt truly alone. I don't know what I said, but I know I mentioned that my hometown isn't here, but in an overseas country. At first, this little beauty didn't seem to care, but as she listened... damn, she got more and more excited, especially when I mentioned the so-called (Mid-Autumn Festival), (Dragon Boat Festival), (Water Splashing Festival) in my hometown. Her eyes lit up, and in the end, she sat up straight listening to me... Well... I don't need to sleep anymore! Damn. After recounting some things about my hometown, I began to talk about my love life. In real life, I once had a girl I loved very much, a girl from before college. When we first got together, we were just naive kids; perhaps it wasn't true love, but it left a deep impression on me. The beautiful beginning was when this girl looked at me with longing in her bright eyes and hopeful expression. I knew that this girlfriend from before college (Xiao Rou) was someone I met in middle school. We met at an ice rink (in those chaotic times, it was just a market, of course), fell in love, and watched the stars together. The day I confessed my feelings to her was the annual forest meteor shower (I explain that a meteor shower means the sky is crying, many stars fall and become points of light). That day, we agreed to watch the stars together. At that time, I was just a carefree, playful teenager. I didn't like studying... I only liked enjoying the present moment (this, of course, means I was a bit of a hooligan). Even now, living in the Warring States period, I can still feel the romance of that day. Gazing at the empty room, my gaze drifts towards memories. The time we spent together was happy; we rarely argued, but that didn't mean she was magnanimous. She kept many things to herself, often making me rack my brains to get her to talk. I didn't want my girlfriend to be burdened by worries. Many couples say to speak up, not keep things bottled up, but the feelings between lovers are often difficult to express. So the problems gradually faded. By high school, these small issues slowly escalated into signs of a breakup. Incompatible personalities meant we'd lost our balance. Couples often nitpick over small things, and so the problems began. We argued, broke up, and got back together. Then, during the last breakup, she brought it up… As a chauvinist at the time, I found it hard to accept. I humbled myself and begged her because I still loved her. A man doesn't easily kneel, but that day I knelt before the girl I had ever loved. Unfortunately, the problem remained unresolved; a small problem can lead to a bigger one. Perhaps couples don't realize that after a breakup, it's often only when one party reflects on the situation that they understand the root of the problem. It took me two years of healing to slowly emerge from the shadow of the breakup. These two years also coincided with my military service, giving me ample time to think. However, I had hurt her, the woman I loved most in my life. I had slowly accepted the harsh reality of the breakup, but I couldn't shake the urge to pursue her back. So, I set a trap. When she asked for photos of us together, I… raped her… Only then would I give up pursuing her and stop thinking about loving her. Perhaps my choice to break up was cruel, but as a man, I believe I should end it completely. Perhaps it's normal to have sex while together, and it doesn't necessarily constitute rape, but I did rape her, causing her immense physical and psychological trauma. When her friends found out, I already didn't want to live anymore. Even if her friends tore me to pieces, I wouldn't care. The moment she left, it felt like the world had died—at least I was dead. But this girl stopped her friend from seeking revenge on me; she just wanted everything to be over. Guilt is a shadow that has followed me for life. Even when I fell in love again, this shadow remained. Until I was in college, I didn't have a girlfriend. The reason was simply that I wasn't confident I could make a girl happy, and I didn't want to ruin her life.

Just as I finished my story, the pretty girl under the bed was already in tears. Perhaps the girlfriend I mentioned had suffered similar emotional and physical trauma. The hurt from someone you once loved most is naturally deeper. Seeing my pain and guilt, the pretty girl slowly hugged me, saying nothing. Being held like that, in her arms, I felt like I might break at any moment, shattering into pieces. Reflecting on these things, now that they are in the past, the sadness is irreversible. I tried to compose myself and slowly got up. Smiling, I said, "Sister Ju~ I just finished the story and went to sleep..."... But she didn't want to sleep anymore... Oh my god, are we just going to stare at each other like this through the long night?... I can't do that. Before I could speak, she just silently hugged me. ...Was this meant to comfort me?...Sigh...My tears had long since dried up; there was no use in being sad about the past, but the heartache...that unforgettable heartache had overwhelmed me. My nose stung slightly, and I struggled to get up, gently smoothing Ju-jie, who was hugging me, onto the bed, covering her with the blanket. "It's late~ Go to sleep~ Don't let my story affect you," I said with a smile, turning to walk towards my own bed. Suddenly, she got up and hugged me again...A koala? Speechless...Sigh~There was really no other way. At this point, I could only say, "Ju-jie~If you don't let go, I'll do something crazy."...No words????Aren't you afraid...Am I that safe???Challenging a man's desire???Or is she willing???? Various thoughts occupied my mind; I didn't know how to think, but I was definitely confused. When there was no words, humanity...the most primal animalistic instincts began to emerge. The soft touch on her back had already made my penis erect, and the beautiful woman was breathing rapidly. She held me even tighter, as if she wanted to merge her whole body into mine. I turned and kissed her lips; our tongues, so intertwined we couldn't tell whose was whose. Primal instincts completely took over our minds, and she responded to my kiss passionately. My hands were already on her breasts beneath her pure white nightgown; though not as large as Xiaoyou's, they were still a C-cup. I played with her nipples; despite the trauma she had suffered, she... remained sensitive, moaning more loudly and breathing more rapidly. When I pulled away from her lips, the saliva from our long kiss had firmly gripped her heart. She took the initiative to kiss me, using her tongue to find mine, the one that had captivated her. As our mouths moved, our clothes gradually disappeared, and before we knew it, we were both naked. The healthy, dark skin of the farm girl, the tanned complexion of a young rye, and her slender waist honed by farming, began to attract my kisses. I began to kiss her entire body—her breasts, her ears, her neck, her armpits—and joyfully sang the entire ecstasy.

As I kissed her vulva, she cried out, "Si~ no~~ no~~ that~~~ place~~ is~~ dirty~~ so dirty," her weak moans only intensifying my surging passion. I buried my face in her vulva, my tongue teasing her cherry blossoms. "That place is beautiful~ don't think it's dirty~ you're dirty, but I'm even dirtier." "Ah~~~ ah~~ Si~~~ there~~~ there~~ so~~ so comfortable~~ that~~ place~~ so~~ itchy." Her lewd cries were incoherent; she couldn't even understand what she was saying anymore, only primal animalistic reactions remained. The snow-white sheets were stained with streaks of lewd vaginal fluid, overflowing uncontrollably. Everything awaited my entry. I straightened my penis and entered her vagina. A warm, tight feeling immediately enveloped my entire penis—a tightness that a girl experiences at the height of sexual climax, a sensation that only a man can feel when his penis is erect and extremely sensitive. I slowly moved, my mouth uttering, "Do you like it? Kiku~ Do you like it? Do you like it when I move you like this?" Her eyes were languid, devoid of any bright thoughts. At this moment, she could only answer lewdly, "Good~ Good~ Good~ Comfortable~ Tsukasa~ You're so good~ I like it so much." I started thrusting, the tight grip between my lower body greatly satisfying my body, while my mind was also enjoying this symphony of lewdness, releasing the ideal sex in every man's heart. As I savored this process, my hands rubbed her breasts more haphazardly, playing with her nipples. My fingers went deep into her mouth, and she, in her lewdness, had long since used my fingers as a weapon, licking them with the same relish as she ate fish. "Ah~~ Inside~~ It's so~~~ hot inside~~~ Tsukasa~~ So~~ hot." The heat had begun to burn our bodies. I don't know how many times I thrust, both of us covered in sweat, it was hard to tell whose sweat it was. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled my penis out. She clung to me even tighter, her scratches leaving bloody welts on my genitals. Stimulated by the physical pain, I thrust even more passionately into her, her juices flowing freely down my entire penis. My thrusts had already brought her to orgasm countless times. "So good~~ So good~~ So comfortable~~ Si~~~ So good~~~" Her moans grew louder, thankfully we were alone... "Jiu~ I feel so good too~ Really~~ Really so good," she cried out incoherently during her orgasm. Finally, at the last moment, the loaded gun was pulled out, spraying her face. She touched my fluids, smiling contentedly, her arms tightly wrapped around my body, as if afraid I would leave when he was tired... After the storm subsided, she gradually fell asleep, her sleeping face peaceful like I had never seen before. Exhausted, I also fell asleep on top of her. Chapter Four: The Tragedy of Okehazama
When we arrived at a patch of grass in Okehazama, it was approximately 10:15 AM. The weather was still overcast, and we could see many Imagawa soldiers on sentry posts. Nobunaga waited silently, anticipating his thunderous strike. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense with each passing second. Knowing history well, I knew it would rain soon, so I wasn't too worried. However, the samurai around Nobunaga were all filled with murderous intent, their hearts filled with impatience. Nobunaga, along with his personal guards, numbering around 700, stood poised in the grass, ready to strike.

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