After crossing the bridge blocking the road at Kira Usei, the group continued walking to the next village outside Nagashino Castle to the west. On the way, Ginkgo couldn't help but complain to Imagawa Ujimoto.
"How can it be called mysophobia? I just love cleanliness." Imagawa Ujimoto said while wiping the sweat on his back with a towel, "You were dirty from the fight just now, why don't you wash it?"
It was almost noon, and everyone's stomachs were growling. Chiyo Nakasugi volunteered to go looking for prey, and soon came back carrying a pheasant.
"Good archery skills." Imagawa Ujimoto looked at the trophy in Chiyo Nakasugi's hand - the pheasant was hit in the heart by an arrow, and the arrow even penetrated the body - such a result was shot with such an inferior soft bow.
It was really not easy. But after he finished the compliment, he realized something was wrong - Nakasugi Tora Chiyo was clearly holding a pheasant! Chicken!
"People in the mountains naturally have some tricks for hunting." Nakasugi Torachiyo was not modest at all, and handed the pheasant to Ginkgo with his backhand, "Sister, I don't understand the rest. I still have to trouble you about the cooking.
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"Oh, it's so troublesome. You can go to the river and pluck its hair first, and I'll come back later." Ginkgo, who was already sitting on the stone and starting to rest, was very reluctant to get up to work, and put his legs on the stone.
He curled up and turned his head so that he couldn't see anything. Nakasugi Torachiyo couldn't do anything to her sister, so she could only walk towards the river with a wry smile.
It was only then that Imagawa Ujimoto, who was stunned by the pheasant, came back to his senses and added: "Do we...really want to eat pheasant?"
Soon after, the four of them sat around the campfire and watched Ginkgo roasting fragrant chicken with simple ingredients. Nakasugi Torachiyo and Hayasaka Nao were all salivating, but Imagawa Ujimoto had a sad face.
"Didn't you return to secular life, sir?" Ginkgo said dissatisfiedly when she saw that Imagawa Shimoto was not interested in her cooking skills, "Why don't you eat meat?"
"Aren't Torachiyo and Ms. Ginkgo both from the samurai family? Even if they are not, even ordinary people cannot be so indifferent to the meat ban." Imagawa Ujimoto looked at the fragrant grilled chicken in front of him with dark lines on his face. He grew up in Kyoto.
He was so old that he couldn't accept the "treason" in front of him:
"Let's not mention pork and venison. This is the chicken in the 'Cow, Horse, Dog, Monkey, Chicken', which His Majesty the Emperor has expressly prohibited. Killing animals is against Buddhist principles, and chicken is even more unclean. Eating it will cause
It destroys the soul..."
"Haha, people in the mountains are not so particular." Nakasugi Torachiyo took a chicken leg without hesitation and gnawed it down in big mouthfuls, but the oily stains covered his mouth. The more Imagawa Yuan looked at it, the more he felt nauseated.
Don't look away.
"If you don't want to eat it, sir, then let us eat it." Ginkgo also rolled her eyes at Imagawa Shimoto, then picked up the chicken wings and started eating. Hayasaka Nao was also tempted by the smell and watched eagerly.
Looking at Imagawajimoto. Imagawajimoto nodded very quickly in desperation. Hayasaka Nao, who was amnesty, immediately picked up a skewer of meat and started to chew it. Imagawajimoto watched the three people eating deliciously by himself.
But my stomach growled louder and louder in protest.
"Forget it, I'll bake some mushrooms for Mr., there's really nothing I can do, it's going to be too much work for me." Ginkgo complained lazily, then picked up a sharpened wooden stick and skewered it.
Some of the picked mushrooms were put on the campfire and roasted together. When they were almost cooked, he handed them to Imagawa Shimoto. Imagawa Shimoto wanted to reach out to pick them up, but he saw that the end of the stick was stained.
It was full of mud, and I felt a little resistant for a while. After hesitating for a moment, I rolled up my sleeves, wrapped my hands in my sleeves and took the stick.
"Really, can this be said to be about cleanliness? It's clearly a mysophobia." Ginkgo rolled her eyes at Imagawa Shimoto again and complained, "People in the city are really troublesome. Do you want me to feed Mr.
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"Go and wash your clothes and hands after you finish eating." Although Imagawa Ujimoto was eating ginkgo-roasted mushrooms, he refused to give in at all.
Then the two looked at each other and sighed in unison:
"There's really nothing we can do." - "There's really nothing we can do."
After lunch, the group continued on their way, and finally arrived at a small village north of Nagashino Castle in the evening, and stayed at the only hotel in the village. After dinner, Nakasugi Tora Chiyo and Hayasaka Nao went to pack their luggage and left for Imagawa.
Uji Motonori and Ginkgo take a walk on the village street.
Before walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a thin, palm-sized orange cat in a garbage dump not far away, trying hard to find something to eat. However, the village was already poor, and there was nothing to eat, and the few leftovers were eaten by other wild cats and
The wild dogs carve up everything. This little orange cat didn't know why without its parents, so it could only work hard to find food alone, but found nothing.
After seeing someone coming, the wild cats and dogs all dispersed. Only this little orange cat, perhaps not yet learned to be afraid of people, actually cautiously approached Imagawa Shimoto and Ginkgo, raising its little head.
, meowed pitifully.
Ginkgo thought that this smelly kitten would make the germaphobic Imagawajimoto feel uncomfortable, but unexpectedly, Imagawajimoto squatted down on his own initiative, took out the pancake that he had just bought for tomorrow's dry food from his arms, and tore it off
A few pieces were placed in front of the little orange cat. The little orange cat immediately meowed a few times obediently, and then started eating in small bites.
"Look at it, how good it is." Imagawa Shimoto smiled and said to the ginkgo beside him, "How good it is."
"Sir, do you think this is good?" Ginkgo shook her head.
"What do you mean, Miss Ginkgo?" Imagawa Shimoto turned to look at Ginkgo in confusion. Under the night, the look in her eyes was hard to see clearly.
"The reason why it is so good and pleasing to people is because if it is not like this, there will be nothing to eat and it will be hungry." Ginkgo's voice gradually became softer, not just talking about the cat, but also saying goodbye.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Isn't this 'sensible' who is willing to compromise more distressing? If you are willful, you will not be abandoned, and who doesn't want to be arbitrary? Compared with it
, those aloof pets who have no worries about food and clothing are actually better, aren't they? Because they know that even if they ignore their masters, they will not be abandoned by their masters, and their next meal will be provided for."
Imagawajimoto fell into silence, staring blankly at the little orange cat in front of him eating the hard-won food. For some reason, its thin tail seemed to be broken, and it was shaking listlessly, and its body was dirty.
Damn, was it beaten by someone else or a cat?
"I'm so sleepy, go back to sleep first." Ginkgo yawned, seemingly unaffected by the sudden sadness just now, and returned to his usual lazy and lively tone, "Sir, go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow to go on the road.
Woolen cloth."
But when he turned his head, the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed.
Cats are like this, and women are the same.
In the early morning of the next day, Ginkgo woke up much earlier than usual. She always slept in and slept very deeply. If no one woke her up, she would have no problem sleeping until midnight every day. But she had something on her mind, but she didn't sleep last night.
I slept well. I don’t know if it was because I still woke up in the morning and I was drowsy, but in any case, Ginkgo got up and knocked on Imagawa Jimoto’s door and walked in.
Then she was surprised to find that she had made a small nest with a change of clothes next to Imagawa Shimoto's pillow. In the small nest, yesterday's stray orange cat on the roadside was curled up in a ball and sleeping sweetly.
His body was wiped clean, and a small bandage was wrapped around his tail. His face was next to Imagawa Jimoto, and his beard gently rubbed against Imagawa Jimoto's cheek as he breathed, as if he slept particularly peacefully because of this.
"Ms. Ginkgo?" Imagawa Ujimoto was also awake and kept looking at the kitten beside the pillow. When she noticed someone entering the door, she was reluctant to move.
"Good morning, sir." Ginkgo also said hello, her eyes also resting on the cat like Imagawa Shimoto. Then she took a few steps forward and sat down next to the cat's nest.
The movement between the two woke up the little orange cat. It seemed to frown in dissatisfaction, then yawned loudly, revealing the little tongue in its mouth, and then got up sleepily.
"I named it Miaomiao." Imagawajimoto smiled and introduced the new member to Ginkgo. Miaomiao seemed to understand Imagawajimoto's words, and she called out obediently, and then she leaned into Imagawajimoto's arms.
Then, it found the big sister sitting next to it. It seemed to be very interested in Ginkgo's fluffy hair, and rushed to Ginkgo's shoulder. Ginkgo, who was also not awake, was tickled and laughed.
no.
"Do you know why humans like cats?" Ginkgo raised her hand and gently stroked the cat on her shoulder. The gentleness in her beautiful eyes made Imagawa Shigen see it. Miao Miao also purred as if she was enjoying it.
He made a few noises and waggled his tail happily.
"Because it feels really good to be relied on." Imagawa Ujimoto looked at the little orange cat leaning against Ginkgo's slender neck and replied without thinking.
"Sir, you really understand me." Ginkgo smiled knowingly, and there seemed to be a thousand kinds of charm in her smile.
Miaomiao seemed to be able to understand the conversation between men and women, blinking her eyes and wagging her tail cutely. After discovering a small flying insect flying by in the room, she immediately jumped out of Ginkgo's body and swept the flying insect away.
He threw himself to the ground. Then he came over triumphantly and tried to get into Imagawa's Yuan's arms.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Imagawa Shigen just now clearly saw how Miaomiao's right paw swatted the flying insect to death. He hurriedly dodged and grabbed a handkerchief to wipe Miaomiao's claws. "
Don't rub it directly on my clothes!"
"Take him, I'll support you!" Ginkgo picked up Miao Miao with a smile, and put it on Imagawa Shimoto. Imagawa Shimoto hid in embarrassment, and in the end, a dirty patch was smeared on the hem of his clothes.