I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

So it flew out of its sheath without a second thought, just like it would crawl back into its sheath when its owner told it to.

Buzz!

The pale, gleaming blade of Kaga Kiyomitsu vibrated slightly, issuing a warning.

Imagawa Yoshimoto's gaze swept coldly over Kaga Kiyomitsu, paying him no heed.

She stopped calling him by his name and asked directly, "What do you want to do?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you, Lord Yoshimoto, such a question?"

Uesugi Tetsu weakly placed his right hand over Imagawa Yoshimoto's fingers and used all his strength to pry her fingers off her wrist one by one.

That's not much strength.

If Imagawa Yoshimoto tightened his grip even slightly, he could have firmly held onto Uesugi Tetsuya's wrist.

There are countless ways to make Uesugi Tetsuya stop this physical and mental torment by pressing him down or pushing him over.

Anything is fine.

The knife looks scary, but it can't stop me.

It's not like she doesn't have a knife at her waist.

But Imagawa Yoshimoto still didn't.

She let her fingers loosen and hang limply in the air.

Because she sensed a force and will from the palm that covered the back of her hand.

A will that says, "No matter what, I will never back down."

Isn't this the same answer to the question she asked Uesugi Tetsu earlier?

But the target of this answer is a group of ordinary people who have little value, who can only be ruled under this turmoil, and who can do nothing about it.

Imagawa Yoshimoto stared intently into Uesugi Tetsu's eyes, but the latter's vision had already become unfocused, and he could no longer see anything.

"I just want to continue."

Uesugi Tetsu's voice was very soft, so soft that Imagawa Yoshimoto could hardly hear it if he didn't listen carefully: "This kind of trivial matter won't have much of an impact on my body."

"It will be recovered in two days."

The pain of squeezing out his spiritual energy was nothing compared to the bone-forging in the medicinal bath; at most, it only made him a little mentally exhausted.

Of course, this "some fatigue" is quite evident in his current frail body.

Therefore, Imagawa Yoshimoto felt that this did not seem like a trivial matter at all.

She said, "Che, are you going to disobey my orders?"

Uesugi Tetsu laughed: "Lord Yoshimoto, back in Tōtōmi Province, didn't you promise me that you would do whatever I said after we arrived?"

The dim candlelight flickered, and only the sound of two breaths remained in the quiet room.

Imagawa Yoshimoto was speechless and clenched his fist tightly.

Because that is indeed what she said.

A promise made to a retainer must be kept.

If you can't even do this, then what makes you a lord that your retainers can trust?

When he heard no more of the girl's voice, Uesugi Tetsu knew that Imagawa Yoshimoto had tacitly approved of his actions.

—Uesugi Tetsuya knew that even if Imagawa Yoshimoto never said it, she must have divided people into different classes based on their value.

This is the real Imagawa Yoshimoto, her instincts as the head of the Imagawa clan, which enabled her to make the "most correct" choice.

Offer assistance to those who are valuable, and abandon those who are not.

When values ​​collide, Yoshimoto Imagawa's scales will naturally tip to one side.

The reason she disregarded the lives of the Mikawa warriors and allowed them to risk their lives to harass Owari was because she regarded the Mikawa warriors as country samurai and inferior people from the bottom of her heart.

The lives of Mikawa samurai are not as noble as those of Suruga samurai.

However, Imagawa Yoshimoto genuinely wanted to save the people under her rule.

She genuinely wanted to save people, but she also genuinely believed that the combined value of all the citizens of Yoshida Castle was less than his.

Both were sincere.

—It was obvious that there was a difference in opinion between them.

Uesugi Tetsu didn't say anything more, but instead focused his thinning attention back on the paper in his hand.

No matter how much you say, you can't change the other person's mind immediately.

Imagawa Yoshimoto is no child.

She left the temple at the age of fourteen, single-handedly purged the internal affairs of the temple, and became the head of the Imagawa family. To this day, no one knows how many things she has experienced.

Her values ​​are harder than iron.

These things can only be changed gradually over the long period of time they spend together in the future.

So Uesugi Tetsu placed his trembling fingers on the paper and used a deep breath to force out the barely perceptible spiritual energy again.

Imagawa Yoshimoto watched silently with a cold expression.

She also understood from the words just spoken that no matter what she said, she could not change Uesugi Tetsuya's mind.

After a long silence, Imagawa Yoshimoto's cold, hard voice suddenly rang out.

"How to help you?"

Uesugi Tetsuya's fingers, which were moving with difficulty, paused. He paused for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "Then please, Lord Yoshimoto, lend me your help."

At this moment, Kaga Kiyomitsu, who had been hovering nearby for a long time without knowing what to do, finally received the order and went back into his scabbard.

Imagawa Yoshimoto responded faintly, then sat down opposite Uesugi Tetsuya and moved the papers to the same spot in front of him.

After that, all Uesugi Tetsu needs to do is mechanically move his fingertips to complete the production of each disease-repelling talisman.

Take a deep breath, move your fingertips, take another deep breath...

During the seemingly endless night in Uesugi Tetsuya's subjective sense of time, he repeated this action countless times.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that sunlight shone through the thin window paper onto Uesugi Tetsuya.

He felt a glimmer of light emerge from the darkness before him, and then he said hoarsely,

"Is it dawn yet...?"

"Throw the talisman into the water vat, then everyone should drink a bowl of water. If anyone's symptoms persist, then they should drink another bowl the next day..."

Imagawa Yoshimoto, who had also spent the night with him, listened quietly until he hadn't missed a single word, then asked...

"Gone?"

Uesugi Tetsu nodded slightly.

She immediately stood up, holding the stacks of healing charms that had formed a small mountain, and quickly walked out of the quiet room.

Hearing Imagawa Yoshimoto's footsteps fade away, Uesugi Tetsu lowered his head, his heartstrings twitching.

"Xiao Jia, you go too... If anyone acts recklessly, or if any demons appear, kill them all."

hum...

"I'm fine, go ahead." Uesugi Tetsu tapped the hilt of the sword. "It'll be fine in a bit, you've seen it before, haven't you?"

Upon hearing this, Kaga Kiyomitsu no longer hesitated and drifted away following Imagawa Yoshimoto's retreating figure.

Uesugi Tetsu sat there, so exhausted that he could barely feel his own breathing.

Shortly after, having finished explaining everything, Imagawa Yoshimoto hurried back to the courtyard, but slowed down and returned to his normal pace the moment he stepped inside.

A few steps later, Imagawa Yoshimoto, who had just reached the door, saw Uesugi Tetsu, who had been sitting stiffly in place for a long time, slowly collapse.

She didn't say much, only inwardly scoffing.

"Tch, he brought it on himself."

Imagawa Yoshimoto knelt to the side, not even glancing at Uesugi Tetsuya.

Anyway, didn't Che say it was a small matter?

But after a long time, Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't hear any other noises from inside the room, as if she were the only person there.

She bit her lip and secretly glanced in the direction they had come from.

On the wooden floor, Uesugi Tetsu lay on the ground with his eyes half open, his breathing and complexion even worse than yesterday.

Imagawa Yoshimoto immediately stood up, tripped over himself, and staggered over to carefully pick up Uesugi Tetsuya and check his breath with his finger.

No? !

She blinked, stunned.

Ke Che's body was still warm.

Imagawa Yoshimoto instinctively wanted to summon a servant, but she immediately realized that this was not the Imagawa residence, and Yoshida Castle was far from safe.

So the girl hugged Uesugi Tetsu tightly and immediately used the method from yesterday to mobilize the internal energy within him.

—Uesugi Tetsuya didn't know how much time had passed.

All he knew was that when he opened his eyes again, he could clearly feel the qi flowing slowly through his body, as well as the prompts that kept popping up in front of him.

[The current level of influence of the world's journey on history: 1.1% → 1.14%!]

[Your reputation during the late Muromachi and Sengoku periods +2...]

[Your reputation during the late Muromachi and Sengoku periods +4...]

Is it because the healing potion was very successful?

Just as Uesugi Tetsu was about to turn his head to check the situation, he found that his upper body was enveloped in a warm, soft warmth—the slowly flowing qi was also thanks to this.

He barely managed to lift his gaze and found Imagawa Yoshimoto's snow-white neck, covered in fragrant sweat, very close at hand.

Above that was her face, with slightly furrowed brows, looking quite displeased.

"woke up?"

After seeing that Uesugi Tetsu had indeed made eye contact with her, Imagawa Yoshimoto scoffed, but then let out a heavy sigh.

This made Uesugi Tetsuya feel that the support behind him had diminished.

She asked casually, "How does your condition compare to yesterday?"

"It's a bit better."

Uesugi Tetsu replied after using his mind to erase the pile of prompts in front of him.

So Imagawa Yoshimoto pinched his nose and said, "You smell like a demon's blood. You've been smelling terrible since yesterday. I'll give you a wash later."

wash?

Who will wash it?

Uesugi Tetsu thought to himself, having regained most of his cognitive abilities.

He himself did not have the extra strength, and Imagawa Yoshimoto could not allow unfamiliar servants and maids to approach him.

Having understood the answer, Uesugi Tetsuya opened his mouth: "Lord Yoshimoto, this isn't appropriate..."

"Shut up."

Imagawa Yoshimoto coldly interrupted Uesugi Tetsuya with two words, then gently leaned him against the soft cushion: "Wait here."

Before long, Uesugi Tetsu saw someone carrying over a bathtub filled with warm water, a basin of bath beans, different sizes of changes of clothes, and large bath towels.

Bath beans are a mixture of spices made from mung bean flour or wheat flour. However, this substance was expensive, so even samurai rarely used it for daily bathing.

Snapped.

Imagawa Yoshimoto closed the sliding door, walked over expressionlessly, and helped him remove his clothes one by one, folding them aside.

When the girl turned around, a blush inevitably rose on her cheeks, but it quickly faded away.

She bent down and picked up Uesugi Tetsuya, gently placing him into the bathtub. Then, she carefully wiped his full and muscular body with a small towel dampened with water.

From head to toe, not a single gap was missed.