"Let's start over and let time return to its original starting point!"
After Izanami's call, the entire stage fell silent instantly. Immediately afterwards, Aguo, who played Izanami, stood up in a stiff posture, and then quickly backed away. The actor who played Izanaki also fell.
Then they returned to the Senkishi, and the Senkishi was moved away again by the field staff. Izanami and Izanaki started the chase again, but this time it was upside down - both of them were walking backwards.
, Izanami walked in front, and Izanaki followed. The two people retreated the same number of circles around the stage in the opposite order, and then continued to retreat...
"Are you imitating going back in time? Everyone is doing the same actions in reverse." Imagawa Yoshimoto stared blankly at the actors on the stage who were moving quickly, reversing the stage play they had just performed and moving aside.
——The gods and islands that were born one by one were taken back one by one, until in the end only the actor in Tianzhongzhong was left on the stage.
"Hey, is it reincarnation again?" Tianzhi Yuzhong sighed, but did not hesitate. He still silently repeated the same movements and dances in the order of the first performance. Gao Huangchan Spirit God and God Emperor
The Zen Spirit Lord then appeared and repeated "Hey, is it reincarnation again?" and then continued to dance. Gods were born three times in a row until Izanagi and Izanami both appeared on the stage.
superior.
"Did you turn back time?" the actor Izanagi asked Aguo, who played Izanami, while doing an exaggerated dance on the floor.
"Now that you see me again, why don't you run away?" Izanami sang as she came to Izanagi, "Because I have restored my former appearance?"
"Please forgive me, I will not repeat the same mistakes again, and I will not let you die again." Izanagi stood up and stepped forward, holding Izanami's hand, and swore sincerely: "Since there is a chance to do it again,
I will definitely cherish the opportunity!"
"What do you mean?" Ginkgo looked confused under the stage and asked, tilting her little head: "Didn't time go back? How come they still remember what happened in their previous life?"
"It feels like everything in the world has gone back in time, but the memories and consciousness of the gods are still there? As time goes back, they all possess themselves from many years ago? Although the body has become younger, the memory has not gone back." Imagawa
Yoshimoto didn't understand what the stage play was about, so he struggled to understand.
"but……"
Unexpectedly, while Imagawa Yoshimoto and Ginkgo were muttering, the stage play came to an end. Both of them missed the ending. They only saw a group of actors led by the masked Aguo girl taking the stage for a curtain call, enjoying the cheers of the audience.
The attendants immediately came to the auditorium with trays to ask for some donations. The generous businessmen and warriors took out silver ingots, while ordinary people also collected a few copper plates and threw them into the trays.
"I'll give you some too." Imagawa Yoshimoto touched the silver coins in his pocket, then turned around and prepared to walk to the pavilion.
"Why, do you want to support your little fairy miko?" Ginkgo never forgets to bicker with Imagawa Yoshimoto.
"Why don't I give up? Everything we Ginkgo said is right." Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled and rubbed Ginkgo's hair. Ginkgo was stunned by the sudden tenderness of Imagawa Yoshimoto, and the old couple's faces turned pale for many years.
Red, don't look too far.
"Torachiyo, are you going to donate some money?" Imagawa Yoshimoto walked past Takeda Harunobu, but the latter was still stunned, looking at the direction of the stage with some confusion. Seeing that Takeda Harunobu still has not recovered from the sad memory just now.
Coming over, Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't wait for him anymore, patted his shoulder and left alone.
After getting off the pavilion and walking around a patch of green plants, Imagawa Yoshimoto thought he would come to the auditorium, but found that he accidentally walked in the opposite direction and went directly to the waiting area for the actors. What he met head-on was the man who was attracting all the attention.
The girl from Aguo - the latter happened to be taking off her mask. So, this true appearance that attracted thousands of men was accidentally revealed by Imagawa Yoshimoto.
But Imagawa Yoshimoto was stunned, because the appearance of Aguo was exactly the same as the witch he saw yesterday who exorcised evil spirits for him - he didn't expect that she was the famous Aguo?
"I'm sorry." After realizing that he had been staring at other girls, Imagawa Yoshimoto came back to his senses and bowed apologetically, but suddenly recalled the rumors he heard in the casino a few days ago - it was not that the girl Aguo was raped.
Was Kizawa Nagamasa killed?
"My lord..." Aguo also recognized Imagawa Yoshimoto. After noticing doubts in the latter's eyes, he simply took the initiative and said, "But have you seen the true appearance of your predecessor, Izumo Aguo?"
"Predecessor?" Imagawa Yoshimoto grasped the key point in Aguo's dialect.
"Yes, the predecessor 'Izumo Aguo' was killed by Kizawa Sakyo." Aguo narrowed his eyes to hide his outburst of hatred and murderous intent, "but not many people know about it."
"So... the lady has inherited the name of 'Izumo Akun'? Anyway, Izumo Akun has always shown people with a mask, so it doesn't matter if you change people?" Imagawa Yoshimoto suddenly understood.
"Adults can also understand this. This is not a taboo in our theater troupe or shrine." Aguo hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that it didn't matter if he said it, "'Izumo Aguo' is not so much a person.
It's just a position. The important members of the Aguo Song and Dance Troupe are all shrine maidens of Izumo Shrine, and they raise funds for Izumo Shrine performances in various places. The oiran of the song and dance troupe will be called 'Izumo Akun'. Before me,
Many generations have passed, and I am just the successor of the new generation."
"I see." Imagawa Yoshimoto finally understood the connection here.
"I hope you won't talk too much. Although it doesn't hurt to talk too much, this secret is probably known to many people, and it has long been no longer a 'secret'. That's why I told you openly so as not to arouse your suspicion."
Aguo smiled at Imagawa Yoshimoto and bowed Yingying: "You don't seem to be a small person, sir. If you are a well-known samurai from Kinki, I hope you will take more care of the song and dance troupe in the future."
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On March 6, the twelfth year of Tenmon (1543), the three of them went to the beach in Sakai Town to relax Takeda Harunobu, who had been distracted after watching the stage play. But as soon as the greedy Ginkgo arrived at the beach, he quickly
I was attracted by the snails sold by the vendors, and I dragged Yoshimoto Imagawa to eat them anyway, but I threw Harunobu Takeda aside.
"It was just caught from the paddy field on the Yodo River. I don't know why it was brought to the beach for sale. Those who didn't know thought it was seafood." Ginkgo held a small plate of delicious and juicy snails and happily ate them in his hands.
He sat down on the stool, "This doesn't violate the meat ban, does it?"
"Hmm... I guess so." Imagawa Yoshimoto thought for a moment, nodded reluctantly, and then turned to the vendor and said, "I'm sorry, why don't you have chopsticks?"
"Chopsticks?" Both Ginkgo and the vendor looked puzzled.
"Yes, please help me with some chopsticks." Imagawa Yoshimoto thought that his rhetoric was too elegant, so he changed to a more common grammar. But the vendor was still confused after hearing this, and finally looked puzzled.
He dug out a pair of chopsticks for Imagawa Yoshimoto from the bottom of the box.
Imagawa Yoshimoto stared at the chopsticks that had not been used or washed for who knows how long. He felt a little disgusted, but he was too embarrassed to clean the tableware in front of the vendor, so he quietly wiped it with a handkerchief with a hidden movement.
Then, he picked up the chopsticks, put a snail to his mouth, and tried to pick out the meat from the snail - but he couldn't bite it anyway, and his lip was even slightly pricked.
"Sir, are you afraid you've never eaten snails?" Ginkgo was amused by Imagawa Yoshimoto's actions.
"That's right." Imagawa Yoshimoto nodded honestly, "So how should we eat it?"
Ginkgo then rolled up her sleeves, picked up the snail shell covered in oil, water and seasonings with her hands, brought it to her mouth and sucked the meat out in one gulp, chewing it with relish regardless of the oil stains on her chin and lips.
stand up.
"I refuse." Imagawa Yoshimoto said decisively. He picked up two chopsticks, crossed them in front of him, and made an "X" decisively - he just wanted to put Ginkgo's hand into the sea water and wash it clean right now.
, then wiped Ginkgo's face clean with a handkerchief - and then washed the handkerchief for half an hour.
"How do you eat, sir?" Ginkgo gave Imagawa Yoshimoto a blank look.
Imagawa Yoshimoto sighed, looked at the difficult snail in front of him with some embarrassment, and finally decided to use chopsticks to pick out the snail meat from the snail and eat it. However, the snail was too oily and was dangling on the plate.
I couldn't use my strength. Due to table etiquette, Imagawa Yoshimoto couldn't do anything too rude, so I could only use strong force in a very small range. In the end, he accidentally pushed the snail away and fell to Imagawa Yoshimoto.
On the white pants - there was a pool of oil stains in an instant.
Imagawa Yoshimoto was so angry that he wiped his clothes for a long time, then started working hard again, and finally picked out half a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, "It's not that good, it just tastes like ordinary meat."
"Humph, you pampered germaphobe, what's wrong with you when I ask you to eat with your hands?" Ginkgo pouted and continued to eat the snail happily, "You just have to take a sip like this to get the flavor, why do you spend so much time like that?
Will it be delicious?"
Finally ending the snail farce, Imagawa Yoshimoto went to see Takeda Harunobu again and wanted to have some conversations between men - but it was probably too difficult for a bold and rough mountain man like Takeda Harunobu to interact with another grown man.
It's so disgusting to express one's heartfelt feelings - Imagawa Yoshimoto failed to successfully strike up a conversation with him.
At this moment, Imagawa Yoshimoto is standing on the beach, looking at the endless Seto Inland Sea, intoxicated. Seagulls occasionally pass by on the calm sea, and bright white spots dot the blue sea and sky, like a beautiful picture scroll.
Spread out in front of your eyes, sending the salty sea breeze to your face. The sun is splashing with the warmth of spring, and the waves splashed by the sun become golden, brighter than the color of the beach. The boats coming and going are not hurried, for fear of swaying
The water waves disrupted this beautiful poetry.
Next to Imagawa Yoshimoto, Takeda Harunobu, who was standing side by side, was a little lost in thought, as if in a daze. Noticing Takeda Harunobu's expression, Imagawa Yoshimoto couldn't help but make a joke, trying to lighten his best friend's mood:
"Torachiyo, who grew up in Kairi surrounded by mountains, must have seen such a sea for the first time." (A tribute to Fuulin Kaori, the most handsome Yoshimoto in the Taiga drama hahaha)
Takeda Harunobu was stunned for a moment after hearing the sound, and looked at Imagawa Yoshimoto with a speechless expression: "I saw it when I came to Suruga."
"Oh, haha." Imagawa Yoshimoto laughed awkwardly, feeling depressed that he failed to provoke the topic, "But you really don't see the sea that often."
"After annihilating Hojo, there are many cities near the sea. You can see them as long as you want." Takeda Harunobu laughed boldly, as if the original gloom would be swept away as soon as he mentioned the military strategy of conquest: "One day, I will
I can walk out of the mountains and reach the sea with my own hands!"
"You're not here to see Suruga's sea, are you?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was so stifled by the stench of fighting spirit emanating from Takeda Harunobu that he covered his mouth and nose.
Takeda Harunobu and Imagawa Yoshimoto looked at each other without saying anything, and then they both laughed.
At this moment, in the harmonious coastal picture in front of Imagawa Yoshimoto, a sudden touch of yellow suddenly broke in. Imagawa Yoshimoto looked closely and found a piece of ginkgo-shaped kites, flying in the sea breeze. Along the way
Looking down at the looming kite string, you can see a pair of slender white hands, and the beautiful woman holding the kite and walking slowly towards you in the wind - it is Ginkgo.
"Where did you find the paper kite?" Imagawa Yoshimoto asked as he took the thread from Ginkgo.
"I bought it over there. It's said to be Suruga's kite." Ginkgo tucked her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze behind her ears and pointed at the vendor in the distance with a smile, "How do you think it looks, sir?"
"It's so beautiful. As expected of Suruga's kite, it flies so high." Imagawa Yoshimoto raised his head and looked at the ginkgo-shaped kite hovering in the sky, and then looked at the woman beside him.
, "The ginkgo is so beautiful."
Ginkgo snorted softly, pouted her little mouth and reluctantly accepted Imagawa Yoshimoto's compliment. The faint blush on her cheeks was so beautiful that it seemed to make the whole beach eclipse.
"How much did it cost?" Takeda Harunobu is always concerned with practical questions.
"Five hundred Wen." Ginkgo reported a somewhat exaggerated figure.
"Five hundred cents?" Takeda Harunobu laughed angrily, "Can these few cents be sold for five hundred cents?"
"The workmanship is exquisite, and it's Suruga's kite, so you get what you pay for." Ginkgo retorted confidently with her hands on her hips.
"Why don't you buy Suruga kites from Suruga? Come to Kinki to buy Suruga kites?" Takeda Harunobu couldn't do anything about his sister. "My sister has lived a good life and has forgotten the poor days when we were young in Kai."
Is it gone? Where is the money wasted like this?"
"I want you to take care of it, really." Ginkgo rolled her eyes at Takeda Harunobu, and at the same time took Imagawa Yoshimoto's arm, "My husband is willing to spend money for me."
"Take it." Imagawa Yoshimoto then pushed the kite handle to Ginkgo.
"Hold it for me for a while, I'm tired of holding it." Ginkgo shook her head in protest, even wanting to be lazy when flying a kite.
"Don't you regret it?" Imagawa Yoshimoto showed a sly smile. Ginkgo's watery eyes glanced at Imagawa Yoshimoto suspiciously, then reluctantly took the handle and felt a small thing in his palm.
Ginkgo opened her hands in confusion, and then she realized that Imagawa Yoshimoto had stuffed a Jinpei candy wrapped in blue candy paper into the gap in the handle.
"Sugar!" Ginkgo suddenly became as happy as a little girl who got a doll, and the smile between her brows and eyes made Imagawa Yoshimoto's heart melt.
"When I met, the vendor had already closed the stall, and this was the only one left." Imagawa Yoshimoto said with a regretful smile, "You can eat it."