The breakfast table.
Just like last night, I was eating dinner in the same room as Hanbei and his younger brother, Shigenori.
Brown rice, miso soup, steamed fish, and pickles.
This was quite a delicacy in those times.
Unsurprisingly, the miso soup didn’t seem to have any dashi (broth) in it, so it wasn’t very tasty.
Well, I shouldn’t complain too much, though.
“Is Lord Bizen-no-kami not a morning person?”
Hanbei asks me while he is eating his fish in a refined manner.
Well…
the way someone eats fish really reveals their inherent character, doesn’t it?
“No, it’s not that I’m particularly weak…”
“So, are you not feeling very well?”
Hanbei tilted his head slightly.
Along with that, her dark brown, wavy hair sways softly.
“…Well, maybe that’s true.”
“That sounds terrible…”
Hanbei put down his chopsticks and clapped his hands together.
“Please come to my room after your meal.
I will give you some of the stimulant I am taking.”
“My brother isn’t very healthy, so he keeps a considerable amount of medicine stockpiled.”
Shigenori taught me that.
So, I guess he’s not that strong after all…
I gazed at the man-like figure with a gentle smile on his face.
Actually, the situation I’m in is mostly Hanbei’s fault.
It’s the second day since I arrived at Bodaisan Castle.
I was going through a pretty tough time, mainly in terms of my lower body.
The reason was that, under normal circumstances, he would satisfy his sexual desires by having sex with Ichihime every night, but he couldn’t do that here.
Apparently, ever since I tripped here, my body has come to associate nighttime with sex.
It’s a classic Pavlovian response.
However, I can’t exactly commit the outrageous act of masturbating at Bodaisan Castle.
However, last night I discovered that Hanbei’s hands were incredibly soft, “unbelievably so for a man.”
If I hadn’t remembered that feeling, I probably could have held out for another day or so.
But Hanbei’s soft hands make me incredibly aroused, even though I know he’s a man.
Seeing my face filled with such anguish, Hanbei probably thought things like, “He seems to have trouble waking up in the morning,” or “He looks unwell.”
Even the greatest strategist of the Sengoku period would surely not suspect that the reason the head of the Asai family was suffering before him was due to sexual desire.
“Is something the matter, Lord Bizen-no-kami?”
“No, I’m sorry.
I was lost in thought.”
I think to myself as I sip my plain, salty miso soup.
He has a muscular, burly, manly younger brother named Shigenori, so why is his older brother such a laid-back, gentle type?
This must be a grand prank orchestrated by the god who created this world.
“Lord Bizen-no-kami, would you like some more rice?”
In the corner of the room, Shuko comes over with a rice paddle in her hand and asks, “What do you want?”御櫃rice container
She’s a very cheerful and energetic girl, and it’s a pleasure to watch her.
I’m not a lolicon, so it doesn’t affect my lower body.
“Ah, then I’ll take it.”
“got it!”
A girl who looked like a middle schooler was humming a tune as she patted brown rice into my bowl.
She’s such a lively girl.
By the way, Ichihime isn’t very energetic in the mornings because of the fatigue from having sex with me.
“Please, Lord Bizen-no-kami!”
“Ah, thank you.
By the way, Lord Shuko, I’m in this state, but—were you able to sleep well last night?”
“Yes!”
Naoko replied with a big smile.
“I slept so much!
I’m feeling great today!”
“Oh, I’m jealous.”
When I said that, Shigenori laughed heartily, and Hanbei gave a wry smile.
They both probably think it’s a heartwarming sight.
But I realized something from my conversation with Shuko just now.
Although they are called husband and wife, there is probably no sexual contact between this girl and Hanbei.
“Speaking of which, Hanbei-dono.”
“…What could it be?”
Hanbei responded to my question, straightening his posture slightly.
He probably thought he would be approached again by the Asai family, just like yesterday.
But I’m not stupid enough to say that at this timing.
“Well, I wanted to ask if Hanbei-dono possesses the ‘ ‘ from the Seven Military Classics .’ I’ve read the other six books completely, but I just couldn’t get my hands on ‘Li Weigong Wendui’…
I thought that Hanbei-dono, who has studied military science, might know it—”李衛公問対Rieikoumontai究Kiwa
“Yes, I have it, I definitely have it.”
Hanbei responded with a huge smile.
“It’s essential for the study of military strategy.
And it seems Lord Bizen-no-kami himself is diligently pursuing this research.”
“Well, yeah.”
One of the most popular things that those suffering from “chuunibyou” (eighth-grade syndrome) yearn for is undoubtedly a treatise on war.
In other words, when war or conflict breaks out, people use their fantasies of “This is what I would do!” to help them think logically.
I often fantasized about terrorists breaking into my school, and I studied military science to figure out how to repel them.
Of course, I’ve already read all of the “Seven Military Classics,” which were widely read during the Sengoku period, so I’ll probably be able to keep up with Hanbei’s discussions.
Incidentally, the “Seven Military Classics” is a collective term for seven books considered to be representative classics of military strategy in China: “[ ]” , “[ ]”, “[ ]”, “[ ]”, “[ ]” , “[ ]”, and “[ ] Li Weigong Wendui”.孫子Sonshi呉子goshi尉繚子Utsuryōshi六韜Rikuto三略Sanryaku司馬法Shibahou
Of these, the “Three Strategies” is famous as the work from which the renowned Hojo Soun learned the essence of military strategy.
“To think that I have met the renowned Hanbei-dono like this…
Regardless of whether Hanbei-dono will come to the Asai family or not, if we can discuss military strategy together…
there would be no better experience than this, would there?”
“I see.
In that case…”
Hanbei picked up his chopsticks and smiled gently.
“Let’s finish breakfast quickly.
We don’t really have that much time in the day.”
“Haha, I’ll pass, brother.”
Shigenori said with a smile, firmly.
“My brother can go on and on about military strategy.
I’m more suited to focusing on physical training.”
“…What did you say?”
Hanbei trembled, veins bulging on his forehead at his younger brother’s words.
As I watch him, I think to myself.
Hmm, she just seems like a beautiful mother who’s angry at her unworthy son.
And so, after breakfast was over, Shigenori kept his word.
He swiftly disappeared from in front of Hanbei, and Shuko also declared, “I’m going to do some knitting!” and locked herself in her room.
I wonder just how terrible Hanbei’s discussions on military strategy are.
Well, even in real life, he was the kind of person who would say to his son, “Are you an idiot for going to the toilet in the middle of a discussion about military strategy?!
You could just pee on the tatami mat!”
In the end, Hanbei and I went to his room together.
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“Phew…”
I was outside Hanbei’s mansion , sighing deeply.厠Kawaya
Just to be clear, I didn’t masturbate.
In the end, all that happened was that I spent the entire day, from morning till night, engrossed in discussions about military strategy in Hanbei’s room, and never got a chance to go to the toilet.
“I never imagined Hanbei would show any interest in Machiavelli’s ‘Tactics’…
But what’s with that laid-back, housewife vibe she has?
I’m lucky she didn’t notice my big dick was half-erect…”
A private room for just the two of us.
When I started talking about the foreign military strategies I knew, Hanbei’s eyes lit up, and before I knew it, he was within a fist’s length of me.
The pleasant scent I smelled at that moment caused my foolish little friend, who had been in a state of abstinence, to begin to grow rapidly.
If Hanbei’s voice hadn’t been so handsome, I’m sure I would have been completely ready for battle. Find the original chapter at g.com.
“No…
at this point, I’d even prefer a man…”
No, what am I even saying!
I slapped both of my cheeks as hard as I could in the toilet.
I have a precious wife—Ichi—so why would I do something so impure?
“Damn…
I guess not pulling it out is really tough…”
Let’s do it, here!
If I’m tormented by worldly desires this much in just one day, who knows what I might do tomorrow.
I took a deep breath and made up my mind.
In his mind, he pictured Ichihime’s pure white, beautiful naked body and began to fantasize about toying with it as he pleased, reaching out to Big Sun—
“Lord Bizen-no-kami, are you there!?”
I heard Shuko’s voice from outside, and my heart almost stopped.
It’s the kind of shock you get when you’re about to masturbate and your mom walks into your room without knocking.
Probably.
“Actually, today is the day we fill the teapot with hot water!
So I thought we’d let Lord Bizen-no-kami enjoy some hot water as well!”湯殿Yudono
“Oh, I see.”
I said, worried that my voice might be cracking.
“Well then, maybe I’ll go out and have you show me the way…”
“Yes!
I’ll be waiting!”
–What?!
Damn it, if I masturbate here I’ll get caught immediately!
“Hey, did you know?
The head of the Asai family apparently came to Hanbei’s place, masturbated, and then left!”
“Masturbation is only acceptable up to the pageboy level, obviously.”
Such a story would be a disgrace to the Asai family name.
I imagined the old men Ryochika and Shigenori interacting with the muscular men, and I felt nauseous as I forcibly shrunk my big penis.
“…”
“Oh, Lord Bizen!
Why do you look so gloomy?!”
“Don’t ask me…”
And when I was led to the bathhouse, it seemed I had been given the exceptional treatment of being the first one to use the bath.
However, considering that hot water is a finite resource, masturbation is out of the question.
The only ventilation in the bathroom is a window with bars in the wall.
In other words, if you do anything, the smell will give you away.
“Why is the world…
so cruel…”
I got out of the bath feeling restless and sexually aroused, still throbbing from the fantasies I’d had in the bathroom.
Taking a bath doesn’t make you feel refreshed.
I want to feel refreshed in a sexual sense.
Maybe that’s what people mean when they say they feel refreshed after taking a bath?
While I was seriously contemplating such trivial things, Hanbei appeared, taking my place.
The moment I saw her beautiful face, my heart started pounding.
Baths and hot springs are a surefire hit with married women.
Well, I’m a guy, by the way.
“How was it?
The hot water?”
Hanbei asked with a gentle smile.
“We don’t have a bathtub here , so boiling water and pouring it into the tub is a real luxury.”出湯Ideyu
Hanbei keeps trying to talk to me about other things, but I can’t really hear what he’s saying.
I’m 174 centimeters tall, while Hanbei is only about 156 centimeters tall.
So I naturally end up looking down at him, and the glimpse of his neck through the gap between his kimono and hair is incredibly alluring—I can’t help but be curious about it.
To be honest, for me now, who has become the embodiment of lust, everything else is practically irrelevant.
“Brother, I’m sorry I’m late…”
Then, Shigenori, lightly dressed but with a sword at his waist, came running towards them.
What’s your plan?
Are you planning to take a bath together?
If so, I’m incredibly jealous!
“…I’m sorry, Shigenori.”
“…No, it’s fine.”
Well then, Lord Bizen-no-kami, I’ll see you later.
With that, Hanbei disappeared into the bathhouse.
All that was left was me and my muscular, buff younger brother—and even I wouldn’t feel any desire for him.
“Lord Bizen-no-kami, please make yourself comfortable in your room.”
Shigenori said, as if trying to keep me away from the bathhouse.
“I’ll call you when it’s time for dinner.”
“Hmm…
I see.”
Honestly, we can only speculate as to why Shigenori is armed and standing at the entrance to the bathhouse.
It seems Hanbei is in poor health, so perhaps he’s keeping himself ready to respond immediately if someone asks for his help.
Or perhaps it’s simply a precaution against attackers.
In those days, paper was a luxury item.
Moreover, its rough texture made it unsuitable for disposal.
Even if I returned to my room, I was despairing at the fact that I couldn’t masturbate for cleanup reasons, and as I was about to leave the bathhouse—
“Lord Shigenori—!!”
A soldier came running, looking flustered.
“Lord Shigenori!
Lord Shigenori!
Something terrible, something terrible has happened!”
“What happened!”
“Well, that is—”
The soldier glanced at me,
“P-Please take me to the stables for now!
Something really terrible has happened!”
“…!
Damn it, I guess there’s no other way…!”
Shigenori runs away with the soldiers.
I somehow sensed what had happened.
Or rather, I was right.
(That Taishakutsukige…
so he finally ate the Takenaka family’s horses too…)
It seems that Taishakutsukige was raped by one of the Takenaka family’s horses this time—or at least from an outsider’s perspective, it looks like she’s engaged in some kind of sexual act.
I inferred this from observing the soldiers’ behavior.
That’s because the look in his eyes as he looked at me was filled with the fear of “What if Lord Bizen-no-kami finds out about this…?”
If it were to become public knowledge that one of their own horses had raped the beloved horse of the Asai clan’s supreme commander, it could easily become a diplomatic issue between the Asai and Takenaka families.
(But that’s nice, Taishakutsukimo)
As I stumbled towards the bathhouse, I thought to myself, “Now I can finally see Hanbei’s naked body…”
Looking back, I’m certain my mental state at that time was completely out of control.
But my mind was dominated by the wicked thought that “she has such a cute face, so it’s not a problem if she has them.”
I stumbled towards the latticed window of the bathhouse and pressed myself against it, beginning to peer inside.
This kind of peeping is a traditional Japanese style, so I guess it can’t be helped.
“Oh…”
In the steam-filled bathhouse, a pale, naked body faintly sways.
Even without looking closely, you can tell it’s Hanbei’s body.
His small, slender body was so small you’d hardly think he was a man.
I could see a pure white back and dark brown hair that was soaked with moisture and stuck tightly to it.
As I observed Hanbei’s body, almost as if I were licking it with my eyes, I saw him pick up some rice bran and begin rubbing it on his body.
I can’t say for sure since all I could see was Hanbei’s back, but the moment his hands passed over my chest and between my legs, I felt like the air clearly changed.
Hanbei’s hand remained on that spot and began to move in small, rapid movements.
“Hmm…”
“Haa…
mmm…”
Hanbei was groping his left breast with his left hand and his groin with his right hand.
Then her hand movements gradually became bolder, and her hips began to tremble uncontrollably.
“Haa…
ah…
mmm…
hau…”
I was honestly super excited.
My big sun is pushing up the crotch fabric, desperately resisting the prison that is this kimono, as if to say, “Let me out of here!”
I wanted to support their activities, but I still had a faint awareness that “if someone saw me with my crotch exposed here, it would be my ruin,” so I didn’t take off my clothes.
That’s really disgusting.
Hanbei apparently enjoys having his nipples teased, as he keeps his soft hands on my chest the whole time.
Speaking of which, there are people out there who claim that it’s really good to have their nipples teased by women…
If it feels that good, I’ll have the city do it for me next time.
Hanbei seems to be a regular at nipple play, so he probably finds it pleasurable.
“Ah…
mm…”
Hanbei’s hands moved violently, his body trembling.
However, I’m bothered by the fact that the way Hanbei’s hand is touching his crotch is somehow different from my own style.
I can’t tell for sure since I can only see their backs, but that must be some kind of special technique.
He’s probably fumbling with his crotch, pressing it down with the palm of his hand.
“Your Majesty…
Lord Ryukou…”
So the object of your fantasies is a man…
My Big Sun, being honest with its feelings, involuntarily shriveled up and shrank.
However, when we talk about Tatsuoki, we’re referring to Saito Tatsuoki, the lord of Mino Province, which the Oda clan is currently in the midst of a major invasion.
It seems that Hanbei and he were indeed “in a more than ordinary relationship.”
Could it be that Hanbei’s departure from the Saito family was due to some kind of romantic entanglement…?縺offal
“No…
Lord Ryukou…
it’s dirty there…”
Apparently, in his imagination, Hanbei is having his backside messed with by Ryuko.
Well, male homosexuality was common in those times, so I guess it can’t be helped.
“Ah…
Lord Ryukou…
ah…!”
A slightly loud, handsome voice moaned, causing Hanbei to recoil in shock.
Her long, damp hair is tossed about, exuding sex appeal.
“No…
no, Lord Ryukou…
I can’t anymore…!”
The movement of the arms clearly shows that while the person is rejecting the pursuit of pleasure, their body still craves the fulfillment of its carnal desires.
Hanbei’s arms moved violently, and from the bathhouse, the lewd sounds of viscous liquid splashing began to be heard.
I wonder what would have happened if Shigenori had been there.
As I was thinking about that, Hanbei’s pale hips began to tremble and writhe, as if trying to escape the pleasure.
“Ah…
Lord Ryukou…
Lord Ryukou…
ah…
mmm…!”
A man reaching orgasm while calling out the name of a man I’ve never even seen.
Hmm, it’s chaos.
He held Hanbei’s body, which was trembling and convulsing, tightly, and after a while, Hanbei seemed to relax and lay down on his back on the bathroom floor.
“–teeth?”
However, the image that entered my retina as information was beyond my comprehension.
“–tits”
Yes, while not quite on the level of Ichihime, breasts that were just the right size to fit in the palm of my hand were trembling and clinging to his chest.
and–
“–do not have”
Something that should have been there was missing between his legs.
(What does this mean…?)
In my confusion, I stumbled away from the barred window, taking one or two steps back.
He has such a handsome voice, but he has breasts and nothing between his legs…
what’s up with that?
Only a select few handsome men can produce a voice like that.
It’s definitely not a vocal range that women can reach…!
A nasty rustling sound echoed from beneath my feet.
My mistake was that I was so shaken up that I neglected to check my surroundings.
It was a pile of fallen leaves.
My foot had stepped through a small mound of accumulated leaves.
Inside the bathhouse, Hanbei’s body twitched, and his frightened eyes stared into the distance through the latticed window.
I gazed intently at the barred window, regretting my own blunder.
Hanbei and I locked eyes through the lattice window, and our gazes exploded.
“Oh no!”
Hanbei screams as he throws hot water at the window with the bars on it.
I instinctively ran away.
I knew that running away wouldn’t solve anything, but I had no choice but to run away.
This is the fate of a voyeur.
“What should I do…
what should I do…
me?”
I fled back to the room I’d been assigned, clutching my head and groaning.
It’s impossible to escape using Taishakutsukimo.
I bet right now they’re enjoying a decadent game, thrilled by the gazes of Shigenori and the Takenaka soldiers.
I don’t want to ride on the back of Indra’s Moon Hair, which smells like a beast after having just done something.
“Damn it…!
What a useless horse!”
Thinking the exact opposite of what I had just thought, and cursing, I recall Hanbei’s feminine body.
The voice is male, the body is female.
I have absolutely no idea what’s going on.
–But
“…She had a nice body.”
My big sun is growing bigger and bigger.
A strange feeling, different from the libido I felt for Ichihime, began to linger around my waist.
What would it feel like to hold her?
Would she be soft and supple like Ichihime, or would she be bursting with freshness?
Even though I know it’s wrong, my thoughts are unstoppable, fueled by the sexual desire that has been building up since this morning.
What kind of moans would she make if I hugged her and sucked on her breasts?
I wonder what kind of lewd expression she’ll make when I insert my son into that honey pot.
—Or perhaps, while in my arms, she will beg for forgiveness from another man.
A shiver of intense pleasure ran down my spine.
My mouth twisted involuntarily, and I stifled a laugh.
Good…
It’s the best.
It’s the best, Hanbei.
I was fully erect, pressing down on my kimono, my big dick which was more swollen than usual.
Not yet, it’s still too early.
Either way, Hanbei will probably try to talk to me about what happened earlier.
“That’s the right time…”
I wore a faint, sinister smile and let out a deep sigh.