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'''Chapter 3: The Oda Clan is noisy
everywhere.'''
The main castle of Owari, Kiyosu castle.
It’s the headquarters of the Oda clan.
After finishing the meeting with Dousan at
Shoutokuji, Nobuna finally returned to Kiyosu castle.
In returning, he was in charge of the horse’s
bit and was rained down with verbal abuse. Three times he seemed to decide
(I’ll kill her at this place after all and usurp her throne.)
However, while Nobuna had an unpleasant look
on her face, she sometimes showed a face smiling face like a girl.
If he glances at the lovely smiling face which
looks like a little squirrel,
(Meh, it’s fine. I’ll forgive you. I-It’s not
like I fell for this poison tongued stupid girl!)
His decision of usurping gets easily melted.
Upon reaching the Kiyosu castle, as if Nobuna
forgot about Yoshiharu, she immediately entered the main citadel and left
Yoshiharu behind.
Speaking of Goemon, there was not even a
single trace of her. She must probably not be in this area.
If that shinobi always mixes in the shadows,
he would have peace of mind but I can’t have her by my side 24/7, is what
Yoshiharu thought.
It may be her principle not to interfere in
each other’s private lives.
Yoshiharu is more comfortable with that too.
“Hm? What should I do from now?”
“……..Come here.”
His school uniform’s sleeve is pulled by the
page Inuchiyo, and was pulled to the outermost region of the castle.
“Hm? What’s wrong?”
“Give Saru a place to live, is what the
princess commanded.”
“You serious? Thanks! I am hungry, and I am
full of wounds here and there!”
“…….If it’s food, there’s a lot.”
Stare
That Nobuna, even though she has that bad a
mouth, she has surprisingly good parts about here too.
While his eyes were wet, he followed Inuchiyo.
“……Yoshiharu is wearing unusual clothes.”
“Ah, this school uniform? It’s normal in my
world.”
“…….Are you a barbarian?” (T/N: Barbarian
refers to the people of the west)
“No. I came from the future Japan.”
“……Braggart?”
“Wrong! Why doesn’t anyone believe me? No, is
believing impossible?”
“…..We’ve reached.”
In the direction Inuchiyo pointed, disorderly
tenement houses were present.
Uwah, it seems poor? Yoshiharu faltered.
Between the houses, there wasn’t a
magnificient hedge, instead grass like maple hedge was creeping here and there.
“I-Is this the place where warriors live? I
imagined a more magnificent mansion for warrior’s houses.”
“This place is Five leaf aralia houses. Lower
classed warriors live here.”
“Inuchiyo as well?”
“Yes.”
“That big boobed Katsuie is?”
“Since Katsuie is a chief retainer, she has a
magnificent mansion.”
“Fuu. Well it’s fine, there’s a lot of food
right? Let’s have food immediately!”
“…..This building is house of Yoshiharu. We’re
neighbours.”
Yoshiharu immedialy entered the house, and sat
down.
It’s small, and seems like a dirty tenement
where wind will enter from the cracks but for Yoshiharu who for the present was
thrown into Warring States worlds, he’s lucky just to have a roof on his head
where he can sleep.
The tatami mats are old are probably due to
them being passed down as old stuff from the Chief retainer class mansions.
“Inuchiyo. So, where’s my food? Isn’t the room
empty.”
Inuchiyo who had followed inside without
words, openend the sliding screen and pointed towards the garden.
“…..It’s in the garden.”
“Oh, is a vegetable patch or something
prepared in the garden?”
“……..Something similar.”
He ran to the garden but there were no
vegetables growing. Further, there was no such thing as rice either.
“Where is it, the food?”
“…..This.”
Inuchiyo plucked a leaf from the luxuriating
hedge, and started gathering them for Saru.
“This is the leaf of ‘Five leaf aralia’. It’s
tasty if you boil it with water.”
“Wait, we’re going to eat our own hedges? No
waaaaay!”
“…..It’s tasty.”
“If you eat the edge, won’t the neighbouring
house be completely visible? Isn’t it trespassing of privacy?”
“…….?
………Inuchiyo is alright with it.”
Ah, she was the neighbour, Yoshiharu nodded.
Even in that moment, Inuchiyo was silently
gather leaves.’
Although unsociable but, could she be a kind
person?
“Since it’s my food, I’ll pluck it on my own.”
“……I see. Then, together.”
“You too just eat leaves? If you don’t have
more nutritious stuff, you won’t grow taller.”
“…..Muh”
“I see. Since Katsuie is a chief retainer,
she’s eating delicious food and her boobs became plump and bouncy. I see.”
“……Breasts are just a decoration.”
His cheek was being pinched.
She doesn’t have an expression as usual but
maybe she may have gotten angry, Yoshiharu regretted.
“Sorry. I won’t talk about breasts again. It’s
a decoration, yeah, I think it’s a decoration.”
".....Your words lack sincerity.
Yoshiharu is spouting lies."
“Sorry. It’s a lie. I like bouncy boobs after
all.”
He was once again pinched on his cheek.
Even though Inuchiyo looked like a short build
small girl, the grip of her fingers was strong.
“It hurtttttts!?”
“…….Once you get the wage at the end of the
month, you can buy fish, rice. Yoshiharu also just have to work hard and
serve.”
“A-Alright.”
“…….You may dig roots.”
“R-Roots?”
“If you roast Five leaf aralia’s roots, it
becomes a medicine. If you’re out of options, you can get money if you sell it
to the merchants of the town.”
“Heeh.”
If Inuchiyo is my neighbour, I can somehow
live, Yoshiharu had a feeling of relief.
To Yoshiharu who doesn’t know left from right,
Inuchiyo who explains everything with kindness is really a saviour existence.
She doesn’t show a smile but she doesn’t actually
show she hates him either.
(Thanks. I'm really lucky to have such a kind
colleague next to me.)
Inuchiyo’s boobs are small (More like, it
really isn’t there), he won’t do any such sort of conversation, Yoshiharu
swore.
“…….The leaves are eaten after boiling.”
Inuchiyo removed her zoori and returned to the
room, poured water in the pot and started cooking. (T/N: Zoori:
Japanese footwear)
“Oh, oh! Sankyuu! But I want to eat rice after
all.” (T/N: The Japanese say thank you as Sankyuu which can also mean maternity
leave)
“Maternity leave? Inuchiyo is still young, a
girl.”
“Sankyuu is a barbarian word and its meaning
is ‘to be grateful’.”
“Barabarian…..Nobuna-sama likes the language
of Barbarians. Yoshiharu as well?”
“In my world, all Japanese learn the language
of the Barbarians at school.”
“……You can speak fluently?”
Inuchiyo’s eyes seemed a bit wet.
Could it be that she’s expecting something?
“Sorry. In reality I am bad at English! I-I
can’t speak at all……!”
“…….I see…….”
Yoshiharu who sensed somewhere from Inuchiyo’s
expressionless face a disappointment, in order to deceive her started having
the Five leaf aralia soup poured into his bowl vigorously.
Gobble Gobble Gobble.
“Delicious! The soup of the leaves of the five
leaf aralia is quite good!”
“……Good to hear.”
“We didn’t properly introduce ourselves right.
I am Sagara Yoshiharu. 17 years old. I was born in….um, future Japan. Even if
you don’t believe this, we can keep talking!”
“……Maeda Toshie. Other name, Inuchiyo. 12
years. Birthplace Owari. The head of samurai house, Maeda who has been serving
the Oda clan for generations.”
Inuchiyo bowed her head politely.
“A dog and a monkey huh…..If there’s a
pheasant we can do extermination of demons.” (T/N: He refers to the story of
Momotaro http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Momotar%C5%8D)
“…….Nobuna-sama gives an animal name to the
retainers she likes. Yoshiharu is being liked.”
“Isn’t she just treating people like a pet.”
Indeed Inuchiyo is unsociable, however, she
has the feeling of being attached to Nobuna like a dog, she was like a female
dog.”
Immediately after having the five leaf aralia
soup, his sleeve was once again pulled by Inuchiyo.
“……After eating, let’s go greet the
Asano-sama.”
“Asano?”
“An old man living in the five leaf aralia
tenements. Within the tenement samurais, he’s the greatest.”
“Alright, I got it.”
The Asano house was the house immediately facing
them when they left the house.
Even though you say the greatest, that
building was relatively frugal.
He was immediately allowed into the mansion,
and met the ‘Asano’s old man’.”
Even though he was an old man too, in contrast
to the chubby Mino’s viper, his impression was like a withered old man.
However, it was a bit worrying that his gaze
was unfocussed.
“Oh oh, Nobuna-sama. You have completely
gotten big----.”
“……Wrong, Inuchiyo.”
“Oh oh, it was Inuchiyo, huh. Even though you
looked like a little shiba puppy till now, you have completely become a human.”
“…..I was a human from the start.”
“Even my remaining years left are little.
Inuchiyo won’t you marry my granddaughter Nene.”
“…..Impossible.Inuchiyo is a girl as well.”
“That’s a pity. Even though you were a
magnificent man till the day before yesterday. We played a lot together doing
pissing competitions and seeing who pissed farther."
“…….Wrong person.”
Inuchiyo’s face became red.
As expected she became embarrassed.
He saw something precious, to be able to see
Inuchiyo’s expression change, Yoshiharu had a feeling like he made a profit.
“Hey Inuchiyo. Isn’t this old man a bit
senile?”
“……Your imagination. And also, wrong person.”
Scratch scratch scratch.
“I know he misunderstood you for the wrong
person, so don’t hit my shins! The muscles will be shaved off!”
“Oh oh, who may that boy be? Is it Inuchiyo’s
husband?”
“I am Sagara Yoshiharu. I have become Nobuna’s
foot soldier from today!”
“Oh Oh. It’s Inuchiyo’s husband~”
“…….Right.”
Inuchiyo nodded her head.
“Ah I see. Me and Inuchiyo are…..wait, wrong
wrong! Inuchiyo? Deny it, don’t nod to it.”
“……A joke.”
“M-meh, it’s fine. Old man, I am still a
newcomer. I don’t have a wife. Though I am thinking of someday having the most
beautiful bishoujo as my wife one day! Of course, my ideal is a girl with big
boobs that are bouncy and plump, a G cup!”
Jiikappu.... what would that be? Old man Asano
tilts his head. (T/N: Japanese pronounce G cup as jiikappu. Clearly there are
no cup sizes in feudal Japan)
“It’s going to be a long story to explain,
just ignore it! Also, if you talk about breasts, Inuchiyo’s eyes somehow become
frightnening.”
“Oh oh. A young man with good authority. Once
Nene grows a bit, I feel like having her become your wife!”
“Old man, how old is that ‘Nene’? If she’s
above 16 years, then I am OK!”
"She's in her 8th year."
“Dammit! That’s a imouto-chara!”
“Nene, stop eavesdropping and come in.”
“Oh, I was found out? As expected of
grandfather!”
The sliding door opens enthusiastically, the
rumoured ‘Nene’ sat came with full speed to the Old man’s laps.
If she's in her 8th year then she has only
completed 7 years but, if you compare this era’s children to the present era,
maybe because they are short statured, her appearance was more or less like a
kindergarten child.
However, her body is small but, she has power
in her eyes. She seemed to like to win a lot, and her brains also seemed good.
She’s still a shorty right now but there’s no doubt she’ll grow up to be a
bishoujo with cool and sharp eyes. If there were men who were lolicons, they
could immediately go “Nene-tan, Haa Haa.”. After imagining appearance of Nene
after 10 years, Yoshiharu got a bit happy.
(My spirit whispers to me! This child is the
type that will someday surely look good in a blazer and knee socks! Hm? Now
that I think about it, there are no high school and middle school girls in this
world. Which means, that I won’t be able to worship my girl classmate’s school
uniform, gym uniform or school swimsuit? Ah, I want to go back to previous
world after all!)
He was a fool.
“This girl is my granddaughter, Nene. She’s a
good girl, Oh Oh.”
“Name’s Nene! Saru-dono! Nice to meet you!”
Nene had sat down on the Old man’s lap, while
hooraying with both her hands she let out a cheer.
If she opened her mouth, even for being
cheeky, she behaved like an adult, reminding you of a certain Co*n-kun, her
laugh was innocent, suitable for her age. (T/N: Refers to detective Conan)
“I ain’t Saru! My name is Sagara Yoshiharu!”
“The Saru of Nobuna-sama has come, it’s
popular within the tenements!”
“As you see, I am magnificent human!”
“Say what you want. This good girl Nene will
check whether you’re human or Saru.!”
“Oh? I was challenged by a young girl? Come
when you want!”
“Then, a question! How much is 2+3x4?”
“Wahahah, in the end, your intelligence is
that of a child! The answer is 20!”
“The correct answer is 14!”
“Gyaaaa!? Shit, once more, I made the same
mistake?”
“He’s a Saru after all, grandfather!”
“Oh oh. He looks like a human but, his head is
a Saru. You did well to see through him, Nene is a good girl.”
“Even though he may a beast less than a human,
but even then he’s older than Nene, so call I’ll call him ‘Saru-sama’ from now
on!”
“Oh Oh. Nene’s manners are correct too.”
Looking at him with eyes of compassion,
Inuchiyo asked Yoshiharu in a low voice.
“…….Could you perhaps, really be a Saru?”
He was at his wits end just trying to reply
with tears welling up in his eyes, Perhaps I may really have the brain of Saru.
“Saru-sama! An idiot like that can’t work as a
retainer of Nobuna-sama! You’ll one day be turned into Saru-soup. From the
point of view of protection of animals, Nene can become your home tutor!”
“S-Shut up! In which world is a male
highschooler taught arithmetic by a sparkling 1st year elementary grader?”
“Highschooler? 1st year elementary grader?
This Saru-sama uses a difficult to understand Saru language, grandfather!”
“Oh Oh. You can learn Saru-language from
Yoshiharu-dono, Nene.”
“Ooh, Saru language! That is an untrodden
field of study, grandfather!”
“I don’t know any Saru language! Jeez, for me
to be called a Saru even by this kid, this is mortifying, way too mortifying.”
Tap tap.
He was lightly tapped on his shoulders by
Inuchiyo, and was encouraged.
Asano-san is originally a merchant so Nene is
also good at maths.
Even if you can’t compare in intelligence to
her, you don’t need to worry about it.
“.........Nobuna-sama promotes people without
distinction of being a merchant or a Saru. Work hard.”
“Like I said, I ain’t a Saru! Wait, I have
already gotten tired of the same joke!”
While everyone was cheerily making noise----
From the outside of the gate, they heard the
shout of a young violent samurai.
“Man what’s wrong, he sure is noisy.”
Since Old man Asano’s legs were week, he
stayed in the room, Yoshiharu, Inuchiyo, Nene, the 3 of them went out of door.
A group of young samurai on horses had the
Asano house surrounded.
“We’re the guards of Oda Kanjuurou
Nobukatsu-sama.”
“Nobukatsu? Aah, the younger brother of
Nobuna, huh.”
“Insolent man! We heard that the Saru picked
up by Foolish princess was in this house!We came to observe the pitiful Saru
being raised by that foolish princess.”
The attitude of the young samurais was of
borrowing Nobukatsu’s might and oppressing people.
“Return, idiots.”
“Young master! What should we do with this
disrespectful footsoldier?”
While laughing from above a white horse, a boy
samurai truly looking like a young nobleman descended down and came closer to
Yoshiharu.
“It’s rare for my foolish elder sister to pick
up an animal. I also felt like looking at this Saru directly.”
He wore clothes far high classed than the
other samuri.
Above that, his skin was white, and his face
felt like a doll’s.
Just by looking at his appearance, immediately
Yoshiharu understood that he was Nobuna’s younger brother, Nobukatsu.
However, his rebelliously curved mouth and his
somewhat dark eyes, although he’s quick tempered, but he doesn’t resemble the
straight Nobuna at all.
“So you’re Nobukatsu, huh.”
“D-Don’t look down at me from a higher
standing! I am the eldest son of the Owari’s Oda clan! And who are you.”
“Oh. I am Sagara Yoshiharu. Nobuna’s immediate
follower, position is a foot soldier.”
“I see. So you’re Saru, huh. You are certainly
wearing strange clothes.”
“His brains are like a Saru as well, young
master. He doesn’t have manners.”
Nobukatsu’s followers gave out a loud
laughter.
“That’s right. He’s a Saru fitting that big
sister.”
“Completely different from the well mannered
young lord. For that foolish princess to become the Lord of Owari is
ridiculous.”
“Seriousy.”
“Wait a second! What did you say? Try saying
it again!”
No matter who laughed at him calling him Saru,
he didn’t answer but somehow, as soon as he realized that Nobukatsu and his
followers were ridiculing Nobuna, his heartbeat started going up.
However, Nobukatsu didn’t back down either.
He must probably be loathing his older sister
inheriting the family.
Or it may be the instigating retainers who
don’t want to retreat.
“I am saying that my elder sister is a fool,
Saru-kun.”
“The important Lord of Owari calls his own
elder sister a fool? Aren’t you the one who doesn’t know manners?”
“Hahahaha! You really don’t know anything,
Saru-kun. During the funeral of father, elder sister appeared without even
wearing a Hakama, her hair in a bamboo whisk knot, with a sword on her waist,
and suddenly threw the incense powder in front of the Buddha.”
She’s really a big fool, the young samurai
surrounding Nobukatsu started laughing.
“That idiot, what is she doing.....”
Yoshiharu was dumbfounded.
It’s her one and only father’s funeral. Since
she un-cutely tried to act strong in a place where it was fine for her to cry,
that’s why she was called a ‘Fool’ even by her brother.
Normal people won’t be appropriate to advise
that un-cute, totally indocile Nobuna.
Tug. Tug.
His sleeve was being pulled by Inuchiyo.
(........Nobukatsu-sama has been rebelling
against Nobuna-sama many times. Argue any more and you’ll be beheaded.)
Nene clung to Yoshiharu’s waist in a worried
manner as well.
However, Yoshiharu, who had witnessed Nobuna
removing her mask at Shoutokuji and talked about her true feelings, her
magnificent dreams with her eyes radiating, couldn’t back down even one step.
Since he didn’t think that Nobukatsu in front
of him had a big dream like Nobuna or the dazzling zeal.
His face is like a doll, he may be bright,
however that’s it.
In Yoshiharu’s eyes, he just appeared like a
spoiled little brother jealous of his capable elder sister.
It may probably be that he’s just being urged
on by the young samurai around him.
Close brother and sisters getting on bad terms
because of opposing retainers on both sides----a very common occurrence in the
world of the Warring States.
“Looking at elder sister’s foolish appearance,
as expected, I regretted it. No matter how much it is father’s will, if I leave
the province to that sister, Owari will be destroyed. It is me who should have
succeeded the family.”
“Like you’re fit to be the ruler of Owari. Nobukatsu,
after you steal Owari from Nobuna, what do you plan on doing? What sort of
dreams do you hold, to make Owari, no, Japan into this sort of country, do you
have that sort of huge ambition? Try saying it!”
"W-What did you say," Nobukatsu’s
face colour changed.
However, he hadn’t even thought of a
magnificent ambition. He averted his eyes and mumbled.
“Y-Y-Y-Yeah.....I-I want to propagate Uirou,
and want to make it a national dish, something like that?” (T/N: Uirou is a
type of sweet made from rice-powder)
“Disqualified! At best that is Prefectural
Governor level! Even though you haven’t thought of anything, don’t talk all
high and mighty about inheriting the family!”
Young lord, let us immediately behead this
strange guy who’s using Saru language!, The angry young samurais started making
noise.
However, no matter how he is, Nobukatsu is a
warrior as well. He won’t be able to tolerate it just by beheading him after
losing in a battle of words.
“H~m.” He thought , and then it flashed to
him!
“I-If I become the ruler, um, I’ll gather cute
girls in Owari----.”
“What did you say? For you to have the same
ambition as me, I can’t forgive you more and more!”
“W-Wrong! What I said now was my personal
desire! Um, once I get Owari, I will attack Imagawa Yoshimoto of the east,
attack Saitou Dousan of the north, and will make the entire Tokaidou region the
Oda clan’s!”
“Aren’t both of them great feudal lords who are
strong in battle! Will you fight both of them as enemies at the same time? And
win like that? Like that’s possible, idiot!”
“I-I think it’s poss…i-it’s possible for me!
Since I have Owari’s fiercest commander, Shibata Katsuie with me.”
“Hou. And, let’s assume for now that you
defeated both clans thanks to Katsuie, what will you do after that?”
“Um…I-I haven’t thought after that……for the
time being I will gather cute girls from Mino and Suruga as well.”
Yoshiharu gave his judgement.
“You’re no good after all! We may be similar
personally, but from general consideration you’re no good. If being a feudal
lord of the Warring States suits you then it suits even me!”
For him to be defeated by a Saru in a battle
of words---
Gulp, Nobukatsu's and the group of retainers'
faces turned pale and they swallowed their spit.
“Anyways, my elder sister is a big fool! The
people of Owari are laughing at her! She’s the embarrassment of the Oda clan!
That’s why our mother also hated her since childhood and didn’t even take
notice of her!”
“----What did you say?”
“Since childhood, sister was a fool. Even when
going to temples, she couldn’t stay still, she kept making a ruckus, and didn’t
learn any manners. That’s why, for a long time, mother wanted me, who had good
manners, to inherit the family. Only our late father pampered sister saying,
"Kichi, you’re a genius, no matter what anyone says, do what you believe
is right.” The result is the current sister.
“……Her real mother shunned Nobuna in the
past….?”
“Isn’t it obvious? That rude, selfish,
barbarian-friendly girl who talked nonsensical stuff about conquering Japan,
Arquebus, was shunned by mother since childhood. As proof of that, even now
mother lives in my castle---.”
Yoshiharu’s body became hot like his entire
body was burning.
Can’t you claim your superiority other than
that, Nobukatsu’s weak mindedness pissed him off, but Nobuna’s sad looking sour
face floated in his mind and he wasn’t able to bear it when he thought (She had
been getting those sad feelings from her family since her childhood).
Yoshiharu thinks that Nobuna is an uncute,
selfish, ferocious girl, but, probably, she’s a genius who crossed her era. “If
you hang the gourd on your waist, you can take anything out immediately; it’s
convenient.” Even if she said that, the majority of Warring State era people
would just raise their eyebrows thinking that she doesn’t have dignity.
Furthermore, there’s no way ‘Conquer Japan’ or ‘The World’ will be understood.
People who can understand Nobuna’s thinking, that were from the same era, are
few. Even among the people she knows, at most it would probably only be her
late father and Saitou Dousan, who she met today. There was no helping having
bad relations with her common sensical mother or her younger brother.
However, for her to act like a fool at her
father’s funeral, if she keeps doing things like that, she will just get more
and more misunderstood by everyone!
She really was an idiot after all! She’s a
stupid woman!
“How is it, Saru-kun, you understand right?
The one who should inherit the Oda clan is not my foolish elder sister, but
I-----------Gyafuuuuuuu?”
By the time he realized it, he had punched
Nobukatsu, who was chattering away, on his jawbone with a full body uppercut.
Ah, thanks to my anger, my body moved on its
own----he realized it after hitting.
Slam! Nobukatsu fell down.
While the onlookers and Nobukatsu’s retainers
started making noise (That footsoldier….he hit Nobukatsu-sama!), Yoshiharu,
while patting Nene who clung to his waist, made as cool a voice he could and
muttered.
“………In deference to your position as the
brother of Nobuna, I’ll forgive you this one time. Say it next time, I’ll smack
you.”
“You have already smacked me! Haven’t you
smacked me with all your might!”
“Che. So I wasn’t able to fool him, huh.”
“Aaaaah, my-my beautiful lips are bleeding,
blooooood! Katsuie, Katsuieeeeeeeee!!”
“……..You did something outrageous, Saru.”
Letting out a sigh as if troubled, Katsuie
came from between the observers.
She’s already unsheathed the sword on her
waist.
She seems to behead he in one strike. She has
a terrifying killing intent.
Even for Yoshiharu who was good at running
away, he didn’t think he could run away from a serious Katsuie. Leaving apart
the plains during the battle, in any case this place was a small tenement city.
Above that, the surroundings are surrounded with Nobukatsu’s retainers.
While patting Nene’s back who was trembling
with tears, he said “It’s fine, it’s fine”, in his mind he murmured “Now what
to do.”
However as if it had escaped somewhere, his
fear was low.
How can I survive, he was thinking on the
lines of this.
“I was ordered by Nobuna-sama not to behead
you but this act against my master----this time I can’t let it slide.”
“So you really were the chief retainer of
Nobukatsu. Why is a General like you listening to this sort of guy? You know
that only Nobuna can protect Owari, you should put in order the retainer
faction of the Oda clan!”
“…….Uh…….Uh. I-I don’t difficult things like
politics! However it’s that my Lord is Nobukatsu-sama! No matter what, I can
only serve with loyalty, right?”
“It depends on the time and place! Just how
much longer will you pamper this brat, it’s your fault that Nobuna is not able
to put the retainers in order, Katsuie!”
“S-Shut up! Don’t deceive me by saying
difficult stuff, idiot! M-My head will split! I-Is this the attack of the
mind?”
Nene gives the final blow.
“Katsuie-dono, a question! 2+3x4 is?”
“Eeh? I-If I don’t replace it with greengroceries
I can’t tell! U-Um, t-two carrots……t-three raddish…..what was multiplying
again? Soy sauce fits raddish…..so I have to multiply 4 tablespoons of soy
sauce? S-so the completed dish is…..dish is…..?Uwaaaah, my head will definitely
spliiiiiiit?”
“Answer is out of the question! Time’s up!’
“Katsuie…..you really are a battle idiot.”
“Don’t call me ‘you’ even though you’re a
Saru! A-A-Anyways the punishment for a foot soldier to hit Nobukatsu-sama is
death, prepare yourself!”
No good, I thought I could make it through
with words but I was naïve!
Hey, Goemon……seems like you’re away, won’t you
come in the tenement!
It was the moment when Katsuie raised her
sword and was aiming at his head trying to bring it down.
“No! You can’t behead Saru-sama!”
“……..That’s right. No. You can’t kill
retainers who are with Nobuna-sama.”
Nene and Inuchiyo spread their arms wide and
covered Yoshiharu.
Katsuie stopped her blade flustered.
“Why are you obstructing, Inuchiyo? It’s
getting more and more troublesome.”
“Did you get it Katsuie. She knows that I am a
useful and magnificent retainer, that Inuchiyo.”
“…….Wrong. Yoshiharu is an idiot, doesn’t know
manners, can’t swing a spear or a sword, is penniless, you don’t even know
which monkey’s skeleton structure it is, he is a strange looking man.”
“Hey Inuchiyo, praise me a bit!”
“……Not to mention, he loves bouncy boobs. It
pisses me off.”
“Inuchiyo-saaaan! I apologize so please be in
a good mood.”
“H-H-H-He likes bouncy? S-S-S-Stop it, don’t
look at my breasts with a lecherous gaze, you perverted Saru, I’ll behead you
after all!”
Yoshiharu started despariring more and more.
Inuchiyo…..isn’t it the same as instigating
Katsuie to behead me.
While staring at the red faced Katsuie who was
saying “Die, ero-saru!”, she started
continuing to speak in a low disinterested voice.
“…….However…….Inuchiyo doesn’t want to lose
Nobuna-sama’s smiling face.”
“Eeh? You mean to say this guy is trusted by
Nobuna-sama?”
“…….Probably……Definitely…….maybe……that may be
the case…..”
Amazing, although it’s a bit ambiguous
Inuchiyo-san! Yoshiharu started crying saying that.
“There’s no basis of that, Inuchiyo.”
“…..During the time she was punishing
Yoshiharu, Nobuna-sama laughed like the time she was with her father. As if
enjoying herself.”
“No…..way, that is, even I somehow felt it
but……it’s probably that, something like the time during childhood, resembling
the time when she got attached to the barbarian missionary?”
“……That’s right.”
Who’s the barbarian missionary? Yoshiharu
tilted his neck.
“Since Nobuna-sama likes those sort of people
who come from far off countries. I can understand that she’ll have an interest
in the puzzling Saru.”
“……If Yoshiharu dies, Nobuna-sama will once
again become alone. Since Inuchiyo can’t understand Nobuna-sama’s dreams.”
(T/N: As you noticed, Inuchiyo refers to herself using her name.)
“……..U-U-Ugh. Since you said it like that, I
am the same…..I am a battle idiot, no matter how much I serve loyally, I can’t
understand even ten percent of what Nobuna-sama says…..even if I am told
‘Conquer Japan’………To me who hasn’t more or less gone out from Owari, I can’t
understand it….”
“…….Inuchiyo likes Nobuna-sama as well.
However, just by liking I can’t fill in the holes in Nobuna-sama’s heart.”
“E-Even then, is there any proof that this
Saru can understand her thoughts, dreams?”
“…..There is no proof. However, Yoshiharu said
that. In front of the Viper and Nobuna-sama, with his eyes glittering, he said
that. That’s why I believe him.”
“U-Ugh…..Inuchiyo. If you look at me so
straightly, can’t help it.”
While scratching her head, Katsuie, she
sheathed her sword.
Nobukatsu who was neglected like that while
sprawled on the ground cried out “Wait a bit”.
“K-Katsuie? Are you going to let go of that
ferocious foot soldier who hit me?”
“U-um……young Lord. Young Lord may have also
plotted rebellions against Nobuna-sama many times but your life has been
spared. Let’s finish this as returning one of the debts.”
“A-A-Are you lumping the young valuable young
lord of the Oda clan and this vulgar Saru who’s a foot soldier together?”
“F-For the present, let us return. There’s a
rumour that Imagawa who is planning on marching to the capital will invade
Owari as well, um.”
Once he hears that Imagawa could invade, even
Nobukatsu couldn’t act tough.
In the first place, Nobukatsu didn’t have
confidence that he could win the battle against the number one power of Tokaido
region, Imagawa Yoshimoto.
In reality, in a battle against against
Nobukatsu vs. Imagawa, his attitude was that of “Katsuie will somehow do it.”
Even the young samurais around Nobukatsu, not
even one of them has the courage of disobeying Katsuie.
Even if they bunch together and come, they
know that they can’t win against Katsuie.
“Uh, G-Guh. S-Saru! I-In deference to Katsuie,
I’ll forgive you with this for today! H-However, remember it, I’ll make you
pay! Understood, I haven’t been hit by my father!”
Yoshiharu thought that a parting remark which
he had heard before was doing going in a full course.
After Nobukatsu and the others left, Yoshiharu
took the squatting Nene who had sighed on his shoulders.
“Thanks, Nene. Alright, let’s go back to Old
man.”
“D-D-D-Don’t touch me, don’t place me on your
shoulders! N-Nene just covered for Inuchiyo!”
“.......Huh......My shoulders.....somehow are
warm........did you pee?”
“T-T-T-T-This is sweat! A-A bright person like
Nene isn’t a c-c-child, there’s no way I will p-p-p-pee!”
“Uooh, dirty! Get down, get down! I’ll start
smelling too.”
“Don’t sway, don’t wave me, I’ll fall! Ah,
since it’s sweat there’s no problem!”
The ominous uproar gradually died down, and
seemed to have turned into a cheerful ruckus.
The Old man who had guessed that had come to
the entrance before one knew it, and smiled and said “Oh Oh, it’s really a
spectacle of a ‘close brother and sister’.
While starting at Nene who was on his
shoulders making a ruckus trying to fold her feet around his neck and Yoshiharu
who was grappling with seriousness,
Inuchiyo while staring at them wordlessly,
“…….do you like shorties as well?”
She murmured that as if pouting.
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