C711 Punishment Wine

In the capital's hostel, a youth named Marumei Nagayoshi was leaning against the porch with his saber in his arms, counting the ants crawling on the trees not far away in boredom.

"That, brother Wanmu..."

Oda Nobunaga quietly moved closer.

"Look..."

"No, I can't."

Marumei Nagayoshi held the sheath horizontally and blocked Oda Nobunaga from entering