After Naotsune and Kazumasa began weeping again when Ichihime handed them the Western-style sweets I had made, no one else visited my room except for Ryoshin, who came to talk about who was scheduled to visit tomorrow.
That's only natural, to say the least.
After all, it was not the case that retainers could easily come to the private chambers of Nagamasa, the head of the Asai family, nor was it the case that urgent communications would come frequently during peacetime, not during times of crisis.
However, under normal circumstances, the interviews should still be continuing around this time.
However, the unexpected arrival of Naotsune and Kazumasa at the same time created a gap in my schedule, and now I was resting my head on Ichihime's lap.
I don't really understand how this happened.
As I watched her sitting in the seiza position, I found myself drawn to the soft, undulating surface before I even realized it.
At first, Ichihime was surprised, but then, perhaps her maternal instincts were awakened, and she began to stroke my head. Ahh, I'm going to lose control...
"Even so, Lord Nagamasa... you seem to know quite a lot about the Oda family..."
Ichihime said to me with a wry smile.
This is likely about what I told Naotsune earlier: Nobunaga will begin the conquest of northern Ise at the end of February.
I could never tell her, "I'm from the future, so I know everything that's going to happen."
I turned over in my sleep on Ichihime's lap and looked up at her face.
Not only are her beautiful features captivating, but the large, rounded breasts that fill the view are irresistible. Oh, what a feast for the eyes!
"Why do you think I would know?"
"Well then..."
Ichihime stroked my cheek, looking as if she was deep in thought for a moment.
"I heard that my older brother had taught me about this before my marriage to Lord Nagamasa..."
"No, that's not it."
"Oh, well then..."
Ichihime glanced at me and asked.
"Do you have a spy hiding by your brother's side?"
I feel an indescribable pleasure from the way my wife looks at me.
I didn't know she could make that kind of face... Well, as a princess of the Sengoku period who grew up seeing Nobunaga with her own eyes, it's not surprising that she wouldn't be unfamiliar with the customs of the Sengoku period.
I took a lock of Ichihime's beautiful black hair that was draped over her chest and savored the feeling of it with my fingertips.
"Lord Nobunaga... no, my brother-in-law, if there were any spies among us, he would quickly find them and eliminate them. Besides, even if I were to plant spies throughout the Oda family, I would do it without your knowledge, since you are a woman of the Oda family. I wouldn't do anything so foolish as to let the enemy find out."
"...Yes, that's right."
Ichihime stroked my chest with her index finger and said with a gentle expression:
"Then why..."
"You're the one who taught me, Ichi."
I mobilize all my historical knowledge, but answer in a way that doesn't reveal it, as if it's perfectly obvious.
"My brother-in-law is a general with the potential to rule the entire country. The fact that such a general is giving me his sister while he is in the midst of his campaign against Mino means that he has a plan to conquer Mino, doesn't it? My brother-in-law will surely go to Kyoto someday. That is why he sought an alliance with us Asai, in order to open the way to Omi."
But, I continued.
"Even so, the only route that can guarantee safety is the northern one. To the south are Ise and Iga. The powerful clans of Ise are under the control of the Rokkaku family, and Iga consists of forces that are neither aligned with the Rokkaku family nor the Miyoshi family. It's only natural that my brother-in-law would try to strike at Ise, which is geographically closer, first in order to ensure his safety on his way to Kyoto, isn't it? And that should be done once the conquest of Mino is underway."
The military isn't something that can be easily mobilized.
Gathering troops, collecting money, and accumulating provisions—it's impossible without thorough preparation. Therefore, attempting to launch a military action one month after forming an alliance with Asai is perfectly logical.
Ichihime seemed completely convinced, and her usual gentle expression returned.
Hmm, my tongue really does move around quite a lot. Maybe I'd be suited to being a politician. Well, a feudal lord is technically a politician, after all.
After that, there was a period of silence.
Mount Kotani, where the castle is located, is rich in nature, and even though it was still cold outside, I could hear the birds singing.
How incredibly resilient wild animals are!
As I enjoyed the cool rustling of leaves in the wind and the chirping of birds, I realized that it's not just about sex...it's also wonderful to spend peaceful time like this with my wife.
"Nevertheless, it was wonderful."
"...What do you mean?"
"I'm referring to Lord Endo Naotsune and Lord Isono Kazumasa."
Ichihime stroked my cheek with loving eyes and said:
"Regardless of Naotsune, Lord Kazumasa controls Sawayama Castle, an important stronghold of the Asai family in southern Omi. The fact that Lord Kazumasa has shown understanding of Lord Nagamasa's viewpoint will be very important later on."
"Well..."
I raised my shoulders and toyed with Ichihime's bangs with my fingertips, a smile involuntarily spreading across my face.
"Well...!"
"Is something wrong?"
Ichihime's face lit up with a radiant smile.
It was probably the cutest, prettiest, and most beautiful smile I had ever seen.
I'll never be able to forget her face right now.
"Lord Nagamasa... smiled naturally in front of the market...!"
"...I see."
Now that you mention it, maybe that's true.
Without understanding why, I was suddenly transported to the Sengoku period, brought before a council, and ended up marrying Princess Ichi...
These past few days have been filled with experiences of an intensity comparable to my entire life up to that point.
That's why I probably came across as somewhat tense—even when I smiled, it seemed a little forced. It wasn't until Ichihime pointed it out that I finally realized it.
However—
"I do feel like I was laughing quite a bit during our time together in bed, but..."
"N-Nagamasa-sama!"
My beloved wife, her face bright red, slapped my stomach in protest.
"N-no! That's not what I meant! I was just happy that Lord Nagamasa finally showed his true face to Ichi! Besides, Lord Nagamasa is too rude He does all sorts of inappropriate and lewd things to Ichi..."御戯Otawamu
Yes, yes, you're so cute, so cute.
As I felt a warmth slowly spread through my heart, I turned my face towards Ichihime's stomach.
I used to seriously think, "What is this guy talking about?" when a guy said he was happy just cuddling without having sex, but... I was completely wrong. No, I actually became quite happy.
As I stared intently at her stomach, I somehow sensed a pleasant scent, so I pressed my face into her thick kimono, burying it in the aroma.
Having lost both my parents at a young age and grown up in a welfare facility, I apparently unconsciously craved maternal affection.
I leaned closer, drawn to Ichihime's smooth belly and the milky scent emanating from it.
Then Ichihime stopped her light slapping attacks on me and began to gently stroke my head and shoulders.
I don't know if she sensed my mood or not, but I'm sure her expression was one of the saintly love and compassion she had.
Perhaps the reason I'm so strongly drawn to Ichihime is because I sensed this strong maternal quality in her from somewhere, right from the beginning.
Well, even that epitome of maternal instinct can be stripped away to reveal a nasty, sexually charged side.
She's absolutely irresistible. I think she's the ideal woman.
"...Well, Lord Nagamasa, please wait a moment."
Then Ichihime's upper body tilts, and her breasts press against my face. I can feel her breath right next to my ear. What is this ultimate meat sandwich? Her thighs on the bottom, her stomach in the front, and her breasts on top. Everywhere is soft.
"Lord Nagamasa, please wait a moment... Kaede! Are you there?"
I could tell from the atmosphere that the maid was approaching.
Wait, what? Seriously? I don't have any of the dignity of the head of the Asai family at all.
Imagine being seen with your head buried in a meat sandwich made by your cute wife... Even the members of the Uchigashima family, the Sengoku daimyo clan that was buried and wiped out by an earthquake, would be utterly disgusted.
" Please bring it."匙spoon
"got it"
And for a while, I was completely spoiled by Ichihime.
However, that came to an end when the maid returned.
"Lord Nagamasa"
When I heard that, I looked up. Ah...the happiness of not being able to see her face clearly because of her breasts.
"Now, I will clean Lord Nagamasa's ears. Excuse me for saying this, but they are quite dirty..."
"Oh, wow!"
I was so excited that I involuntarily shook my body.
It's been ages since someone else cleaned my ears for me.
Normally, I would just sadly stick cotton swabs in my ears by myself, so Ichihime's suggestion made my heart pound with excitement and anticipation.
"Now, Lord Nagamasa, please turn to the side."
When I was told to do so, I turned my head outwards and pointed my left ear upwards.
Then Ichihime's soft fingertips gently grasped my earlobe, and her soft, beautiful large breasts were pressed against the back of my head through her kimono.
A hard, spoon-shaped stick...the ear pick touches the cartilage of the ear.
I absolutely love that thrilling feeling of "We're about to begin now."
"Okay then... let's begin."
Ichihime's breath softly blows into my ear.
Yes, it's over. I'm finished. It's no use, I feel like I've lost all strength.
"Lord Nagamasa... please don't move..."
I could feel the ear pick being manipulated by Ichihime's supple fingertips as it entered my ear canal.
At this moment, I can't help but shiver. I suppose everyone does.
"First of all... I'll start with something shallow, if you'll excuse me."
The ear pick touched the side of my ear canal and slid smoothly upwards.
A crisp, dry sound echoed in my eardrums. Then came the feeling of unease, followed by a sense of relief when it was lifted away...
I can't help but groan. It feels so good, it feels unbearably good.
"It seems Lord Nagamasa didn't clean his ears very often..."
The spoon-shaped part of the ear pick stimulates the sides of the ear canal, scraping away earwax.
With a scraping sound, something breaks apart deep inside my ear, and is scraped out as it's pressed against the ear canal. Then the spoon that has entered the same spot gently massages the area that was just stimulated.
Heaven was truly here! I held my breath, writhing in ecstasy as I savored the supreme pleasure.
The occasional popping sound I hear is probably when it's catching and removing some of my ear hair.
The ear pick danced around in Ichihime's fingertips, removing the dirt from my ears.
"Lord Nagamasa, I'll be going deeper this time... Please let me know if it hurts."
After gently blowing air into my left ear, Ichihime slowly lowered the ear pick along my ear canal.
A dull rustling sound was heard. It seemed like quite a lot had accumulated.
It's not just a light crunching sound, but occasionally a rough, gritty feeling that reaches the eardrum.
"Mmm..."
As Ichihime lets out a small, seductive sigh, she tries to scrape away the earwax that has accumulated deep inside my ear with a spoon.
Crunch, crunch, rustle, peel.
"Ah... I got it...!"
Ichihime let out a cry of joy. It seemed she had succeeded in conquering the grime that had been clinging to the bottom of my ear.
The spoon-shaped tip of the ear pick was smoothly pulled up along the wall of my ear canal, and I shivered with an overwhelming sense of relief.
"Oh... it's so big..."
My now clear ears didn't miss a single word Ichihime murmured in admiration.
Hearing that, I couldn't help but wonder what she had taken out, but that curiosity was quickly dismissed by my aversion to leaving the sanctuary of Ichihime's lap.
The fundamental problem is that she's the most beautiful girl of the era, and she 's so bouncy and pleasant to the touch that there's no way you can escape her. The difficulty level is comparable to how Sue Harukata, lured to Miyao Castle, managed to escape to northern Kyushu while fending off the pursuit of the Mori and Murakami navies.太股Eden
I thought I wouldn't lose to anyone, but I couldn't beat Ichihime's thighs...
"We've removed one corner of the dirt. Now we just need to use that as a breakthrough and conquer the rest..."
Ichihime's ear pick danced around in my ear canal, its spoon-like shape peeling and scooping up every last bit of earwax from the wall.
The earwax is peeled off with a ripping sound, scraped out, and then the ear pick is inserted again, this time making a dull rustling noise.
Each time Ichihime skillfully scraped out the accumulated earwax, I shivered uncontrollably from the sheer exhilaration.
"Now, I'll use the pom-pom to finish it off..."
A pure white cotton swab was inserted into my ear, and its bristles began to pick up the fine bits of earwax.
Fluffy, soft, fluffy, soft.
As the fluffy pom-pom was pulled out of my ear, Ichihime gently brought her lips to my now sensitive ear—
"Phew"
He exhaled his gentle breath towards the ear canal.
Ah, is this the end...?
As Ichihime playfully teased my ear with her fingertips, I felt a pang of emotion.寂寥感Sekiryokan
"Now, Lord Nagamasa... please turn around."
Suddenly, my mind was filled with joy.
That's right, even if the left side is finished, the right side is still left.
I turned my face as instructed by Ichihime and buried my head in her thighs, stomach, and chest.
Ah, this is the best.
The Pure Land of Paradise was here.
Arcadia exists in the most unexpected and familiar places around us.
"Now then, I'll clean this side as well... Lord Nagamasa."
With my ears captivated by her seductive, man-killing voice, I began to feel a strong urge to sleep, even though it was still morning.
Fine, I'll admit defeat...
However, even while being spoiled by Ichihime, I made a decision.
Right now... I'll let you win during the day. But I absolutely won't lose tonight.
"Lord Nagamasa...? Um, please don't move, okay? I've just caught a big one, and if you move it, it will fall... okay?"
"...love"
Later, I learned that Ichihime had learned ear-cleaning techniques from her mother and had honed her skills by cleaning the ears of her younger sisters, such as Inuhime, before getting married.
It is, in a sense, the Oda family's secret ear-cleaning technique.
I wasn't used to having my ears cleaned, so I was no match for her from the start. There's nothing I can do about it now.
Indeed, I was defeated in the ear-hole pleasure war waged by Ichihime, and I was forced to spend some time in a state of utter emptiness.臥薪嘗胆gashinshotan
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"Haa..."
"What can I do for you, Lord Nagamasa?"
"No...it's nothing. Just sentimentality."
"Is that so?"
I was heading towards the inner citadel of Odani Castle with only a small entourage.馬繋場Bakeijo
Now that I've become the lord of northern Omi, there are certain famous places I absolutely must visit.
Incidentally, a horse tethering area is exactly what it sounds like: a place or facility where horses are tethered.
Generally, the horses kept within the castle were limited to high-quality horses ridden by the lord of the household or those used for patrols, as in this case. Horses mobilized during full-scale warfare were typically kept outside the castle.
Also, and this is quite important... I can ride a horse.
As someone suffering from chuunibyou (eighth-grade syndrome), I believed that "a king cannot exude dignity without being able to ride a horse," so I joined the equestrian club and spent all my time interacting with horses at trial classes at the local community center.
(But...is it really going to be okay?)
I was a little worried.
This is because horses in the Sengoku period (Warring States period) did not have the robust physiques of modern horses, but rather were said to have a cute, pony-like appearance.
For example , the famous cavalry of the Takeda clan of Kai Province.巷street
Most people imagine burly, muscular men clad in cool armor and suits of armor, with Takeda Shingen leading the charge, raising banners bearing the Furinkazan or Takeda菱 crest, and charging into enemy lines on horseback... but in reality, they rode cute, round horses like ponies, and dismounted to fight the enemy on foot before the charge.
Furthermore, it is said that during the Battle of Kawanakajima, Uesugi Kenshin appeared dashingly at Takeda's main camp on a magnificent horse and engaged in a few exchanges with Takeda Shingen. But if that were true... it would mean a middle-aged man with chuunibyou (eighth-grade syndrome) who claims to be the reincarnation of Bishamonten was swinging a sword while riding a pony.放生月毛Houshoutsukige
The image suddenly transforms from a bloody battlefield scene to a cute illustration.
By the way, my height is 174 centimeters.
If the horses of that era were truly pony-sized, it goes without saying that the image would probably look like a cringeworthy young man riding a horse-shaped playground toy found in a kindergarten.
(If it were really as small as a pony, I'd just walk there in silence.)
With that thought in mind, I headed towards the stables—
"strong"
I was certain.
Pony-chan never existed.
The theory that horses in the Sengoku period were ponies was easily disproven and crumbled by my own eyes.
It measures over 3 meters in length and weighs approximately 900 kilograms. It has a sturdy, muscular build.
It's more than twice the size of the Thoroughbreds and Quarter Horses, the most famous horse breeds in the world where I used to live, and it even has a single, gigantic horn growing from its head.
Wow, this is cool. And there are two types, a white one and a black one.
"Hey ! Stop struggling...!"帝釈月毛Large-leaved moss
Among them, there was a particularly large white horse with golden horns, letting out a clear yell of "Kyuuuuuuun!!" as it violently swung its beautiful horns at me.
You're definitely not the "horse" I know.
...or rather, it's really dangerous.
If I were to touch the horns it's swinging, my skin would probably be sliced as lightly as butter, or my body would be pierced, leaving me like a shrike's larder.
"Excuse me, my lord!"
A young man, who is probably the caretaker of a horse... or rather, something resembling a horse, approaches me apologizing while trying to soothe and appease a Taishakutsukimo horse.
" He has finally returned from his escape after several years, just the day before Lord Nagamasa and the princess of the Oda family's wedding... but he seems to be quite excited...!"娘child
I couldn't help but ask again.
"This girl? Is she a female...?"
"Well, of course!"
Apparently, these horses—they are indeed horses—can be easily identified by their appearance. In other words, the black ones are males and the white ones are females.
"Well, horses have been domesticated now, but they were originally monsters... so it's not surprising that they might want to harm humans."
Monsters? What are those? In my world, such beings only existed in stories like games and movies—
"I see, so... what's your name?"
"My name is Hikobei."
"I see. Hikobei, I like this one. I think I'll try riding it today."
"No, that's not good! It's dangerous!"
Hikobei desperately tried to stop me.
"As Lord Nagamasa is aware, this Taishakutsukige is the horse that Lord Asai Sukemasa rode from a young age. This horse has never allowed anyone other than Lord Sukemasa to ride on its back, and in fact, it has not even allowed anyone to touch it... Many samurai who tried to ride Taishakutsukige, and many horse trainers who tried to take care of her, have been brutally murdered."
(Then they should have just killed him already.)
The moment I thought that, Hikobei spoke up at just the right time.
"As you know, monsters can only be defeated by other monsters or by weapons made from them . Horses never kill each other, and in the Asai family, only the retired Lord Hisamasa possesses weapons made of fluorite. And Lord Hisamasa has commanded that you must never kill Taishakutsukige, a memento of his late father—"玉蛍石Gyokukeiseki殺Aya
Hmm, that makes sense.
I stared intently into Taishakutsukige's light green eyes.
Eventually, she stopped struggling and began to observe me intently, as if sizing me up.
"Then Hikobei, why are you able to touch Taishakutsukige?"
"That's because I've been taking care of him ever since he was little..."
I couldn't help but be impressed; it was quite clever.
Are you trying to say that a man who has looked after her since she was a child is reliable...?
I stared intently at Taishakutsukimo.
"You're so virtuous. You're like a lady..."
In other words, this monster is like a widow if we were to compare it to a human.
They probably intend to appoint Lord Ryosei, the first to carry the load , and are determined not to allow anyone else to ride on his back.男rider操Misao
However—
"Why did you come back before my marriage to the city? And why are you so angry?"
But Taishakutsukimo said nothing, only staring at me with a glaring look.
"Don't worry, Taishakutsukimo"
I slowly approached her.
Hikobei desperately clung to my body, begging me to stop.
But I can tell. Behind those light green eyes, an incredibly intense internal struggle is unfolding.
Perhaps this white horse sees through me, recognizing me as an anomaly in this world, and I can't help but be drawn to it.
Indra's head shook violently. I tried to dodge instinctively, but it was too late, and my right upper arm was slashed open.
Blood splattered everywhere, and Hikobei screamed.
The attendants who had been watching from behind all simultaneously drew their swords, even though they knew they couldn't kill him.趨勢Numbers
But I said, "It's alright," and held them back, then turned to Taishakutsukimo and reached out my hand towards her pale body.
"I'll tame you... I'll be much better than Lord Ryosei."
"Taming a widow... yeah, that's a great way to put it, it really evokes a feeling of excitement."浪漫Romance
As I whispered to Ichihime, trying to seduce her in the bedroom, I reached out to touch Taishakutsukimo... and she touched me.
Hikobei's eyes widened in shock, and he almost fainted. His attendants were also stunned, and some even dropped the swords they had drawn.
I gently stroked its warm, white body, playing with the beautiful silver hair growing from the back of its neck, and then moved on to touching its beautiful face.
Then, Taishakutsukimo's tongue extended and began to lick the wound on my right arm.
A gentle warmth enveloped my arms, and I was so overwhelmed by the comfort that I drifted off into a daze for several minutes.
The wounds on my arm had completely healed.
Of course, it hadn't completely returned to normal; the injured area had turned pink, like when you scratch a scab.
It looks like this will definitely leave a scar... but oh well, can't be helped.
"It's a miracle..."
Hikobei stood up, his eyes shining.
"My lord, my lord has been recognized by Taishakutsukimo...!"
Taishakutsukimo lowered his head, signaling for me to mount him.
I wasn't wearing any tack whatsoever, but thanks to the clever use of its neck by Taishakurige to assist me, I was somehow able to get on its back.
At that moment, a cheer of "Woooooo!" erupted.
Not only Hikobei and the men accompanying him, but also the officers and soldiers of Odani Castle who had heard Hikobei's scream earlier began to gather quickly, wondering what was going on. The moment they saw me on horseback, they must have understood everything.
The cheers gradually grew louder, echoing off Mount Kotani, creating a tremendous sound reminiscent of a battle.
I didn't know this because not much time had passed since I tripped, but it seems that riding this famous horse has a considerable effect on them.
Well, it is a memento of the first head of the family, Ryosei, who is even revered as a hero in Omi, and the fact that the current head of the family was able to ride it, when no one else was allowed to, seems to have considerable significance.
"Not bad..."
I involuntarily muttered to myself while on horseback.
The view of the world from atop a white horse with golden horns, and the cheers from the Asai family members, weren't so bad.
I dismounted from Taishakutsukimo and approached Hikobei, who was staring at me with eyes that seemed to be looking at a god.
"Hikobei, prepare a full set of horse tack until I get back."
"O-Okay, I understand!"
I glanced at Hikobei as he stumbled and ran towards a corner of the stable, then began walking towards the crowd surrounding me and Taishakutsukige.
Then they quickly make way for me and give me looks full of admiration and respect.
It would be nice if this were girls... but unfortunately, it's just a bunch of old men and scruffy guys.
"Is Ichi there?"
"Y-Yes!"
When I returned to my beloved wife's room, Ichihime was in the middle of staring at herself in front of the mirror.
I grabbed a few pieces of cloth at random, grabbed Ichihime's hand with one hand, and forcibly dragged her out of the room.
"N-Nagamasa-sama! What exactly do you want?!"
Even Princess Ichihime was flustered. But I deliberately didn't answer her.
I took my wife's hand as we crossed the corridor, went outside, and headed towards the horses. She was dressed in a formal kimono, which wasn't suitable for going out, and more importantly, it looked difficult to move in, but there was no other choice.
The crowd was still gathered around the horse tethering area, and as soon as they saw me returning with Ichihime, they cheered and made way for me.
And there, beyond the crowd that parted the way, stood Taishakutsukige, dressed in horse tack by Hikobei.
"Ah..."
Ichihime sighed involuntarily.
It was a gigantic horse with golden horns, a pure white body, and light green eyes.
Its body is adorned with horse tack primarily in silver and gold.
It seems that Ichihime, behind me, is completely captivated by its overwhelming beauty and magnificence.
I nimbly jumped onto Taishakutsukimo and whispered in her ear, "I'm taking that woman on board. Is that alright?"
The Taishakutsukimo bird will sing its characteristic clear song.
It seems they'll forgive me.
Once I confirmed that, I extended my hand to Ichihime.
"Come, Ichi"
I called out to him from horseback.
Then, after a moment of dazed expression, Ichihime nodded with a big smile and took my hand, saying, "Yes...!"
I want to make it clear that, as a gentleman, I never thought, nor ever said, that Ichihime was incredibly heavy at that time.
...Well, women in this era were basically wearing multiple restraints. It was like walking around wearing a futon. It couldn't be helped.
I pulled her onto the horse and held her close, then had her wrap her arms around my back.
And only after confirming that Ichihime had settled comfortably against my chest did I finally take the reins of Taishakutsukimo.
With a clear cry, Indra raised its upper body, and the crowd cheered at its beauty.
And as if understanding my intentions, Taishakutsukimo ran lightly all the way to the gate of Odani Castle.
They probably already knew what was going on.
The gatekeeper opened the gate with perfect timing, as if he had planned it all along.
And so, I, riding , and together with my beloved Princess Ichi, stepped for the first time into the quintessential landscape of Sengoku-era Japan.