[Masayuki Canghong] Party Talk

Sanada Yukimura came back to his senses and saw Date Masamune talking and laughing happily with Tokugawa Ieyasu. Thinking of the other party's smile just now, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

These words reached the ears of Maeda Keiji, who was feeding broad beans to Mengji, and he immediately comforted him, "You don't need to worry about that one-eyed dragon at all."

"Your Highness Keiji?" Sanada Yukimura didn't understand why Maeda Keiji was so sure.

Maeda Keiji held up the wine cup and clinked glasses with Sanada Yukimura: "Hahaha, it's better to say that he has a very good mentality to be able to target you."

However, Sanada Yukimura did not understand, and became even more puzzled: Sasuke is also, and His Highness Keiji is also, why do they always say things that seem to be clear to them but not to me?

Sanada Yukimura was about to continue asking Maeda Keiji for advice, but he heard a clear sound of plucking strings.

The noisy banquet that had just started quieted down in an instant, and the sound of music playing gradually came from a corner of the banquet living room. The partition door directly opposite the superior was slowly opened to both sides with the sound of music, and six maikos walked in step by step to the beat. , After standing in two rows, they bowed to everyone together, and then the paused music sounded again, and the maikos danced to the elegant tune.

While enjoying the dance, the guests chatted with each other again.Some of them seem to be commenting on the maiko, staring at the maiko while whispering to the person next to them, and then the two will look at each other and smile knowingly.

Sanada Yukimura watched the maiko performance with straight eyes, as if he was watching a lecture.

Seeing his appearance, Maeda Keiji couldn't help teasing him: "Is there a girl you like in there, Yukimura?"

"Hmm!" Sanada Yukimura immediately blushed again, "Your Highness Keiji, please stop making fun of me!"

"Hahaha! Love is a very beautiful feeling, why are you so ashamed to mention it Yukimura!" This kind of innocence at the level of Sanada Yukimura is also considered rare.

Keiji Maeda didn't dare to watch anymore, so Sanada Yukimura could only lower his eyes and mutter: "I just don't know much about things other than fighting, and my lord also told me to observe more and learn more..."

Are you still explaining about watching the dance just now?Sanada Yukimura's reaction made Maeda Keiji feel like he couldn't stop, and even somewhat understood Date Masamune.

"Yukimura, look at the kid who leads the dance in the middle of the front row." Keiji Maeda leaned on Sanada Yukimura's shoulder.

Sanada Yukimura immediately forgot that he was still being teased just now, and looked at it as Maeda Keiji said without thinking.

What Keiji Maeda is talking about is a relatively tall and slender maiko. Although the makeup is a bit heavy and gaudy, the facial features should actually be very delicate. It can be seen that the tip of the nose and mouth are small and cute. The most impressive thing is that The eyes, the black eyes are smart and moist, as if they are always telling the language of love implicitly with the eyes.

Although he couldn't think of a specific description for the beauty of this maiko, Sanada Yukimura's reaction was as honest as ever, and he couldn't help but feel a little feverish when he looked at it. He quickly retracted his gaze as if offending the other party.

"That's a boy. Fourteen or fifteen years old, it's still an indistinguishable age for a naturally beautiful child."

Hearing Maeda Keiji's exclamation, Sanada Yukimura was astonished as if struck by lightning, and subconsciously looked at the maiko again to confirm, but still couldn't find any clues to distinguish the gender, Sanada Yukimura hurriedly looked away and then fell into a Deep self-loathing - how careless I was to blush at a child (and a boy at that!) just now! ——But he forgot that he himself was only three or four years older than the other party.

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The gentle dance really made the banquet atmosphere of all men softer and more comfortable. When the performance came to an end, the maikos saluted the guests again. After that, the two rows of maikos walked on each side, walking around behind the guests with small steps. Entering the banquet, followed by the geisha who follow the instructions from the partition.The maikos led the geisha to sit in the vacant positions from the beginning of the banquet to the end of the guests, and it seemed that the adult they should serve was also arranged.

Seeing the boy maiko finally sitting beside Date Masamune, Sanada Yukimura's eyes froze with the picture for a while, and finally couldn't help blinking sourly.The boy bowed his head to Date Masamune dignifiedly and said something at the same time, then picked up the bottle lightly and skillfully poured wine for Date Masamune.Sanada Yukimura couldn't help reminding himself that the other party was a boy, but the other party's female-like behavior and delicate face, which was better than a female, confuse him easily all the time.

His Highness Masamune... was laughing.

"...My lord... Sanada-sama."

Hearing someone calling him, Sanada Yukimura turned his face, and there was a geisha sitting beside him——the charming appearance, mature figure, and faint fragrance of powder all made Sanada Yukimura realize the real Embarrassed by the charm of the woman, he subconsciously moved aside, wanting to keep a little distance from her.

The geisha didn't follow Sanada Yukimura's movements to move her position, but just asked generously, "Don't Master Sanada like people like this?"

"Uh no, I'm just not used to it..." Although it was not the first time to attend a banquet, nor was it the first time to have a geisha serving beside him, but Sanada Yukimura felt a little overwhelmed every time as if he was experiencing it for the first time.

"Eh? Could it be because..." The geisha had a playful smile on her face, "Master Sanada doesn't like girls?"

The other party's obvious hint that "Master Sanada doesn't like girls" made Sanada Yukimura stiffen his back in an instant, blushing and tongue-tied in embarrassment: "No, no, I like it—ah no, I don't like it—I do, yes--"

"Yukimura, you are too weak! You are being teased by girls now!" Maeda Keiji suddenly came over and smiled gloatingly, "Miss Sachiko, Yukimura is very innocent, don't bully him too much."

"Yes——Maeda-sama," Sachiko covered her mouth and smiled, "Sanada-sama, you ignored Sachiko's greetings to you just now, and just stared at Masamune-sama."

"Ah, I'm... sorry, Ms. Sachiko." Sanada Yukimura, who took the other party's teasing seriously, didn't know how to explain it, so he simply apologized.

Sachiko moved a little closer to Sanada Yukimura, pulled her sleeves and covered her mouth and said mysteriously in Sanada Yukimura's ear: "That one can't be done—the one next to Masamune-sama. But I can introduce other men. Give the child to Sanada-sama."

"Hmm!" Sanada Yukimura withdrew to the side with his eyes widened as if frightened.

Mori Moto, who was seated on the other side of Sanada Yukimura, couldn't bear it and said in a deep voice: "Hey, Sanada Yukimura! Why have you been squeezing this way since just now!" I gave up, and now I'm almost sitting at the same table with Changso and Gabu Yuanqin!

Sanada Yukimura hurriedly turned around and lowered his head: "Ah, I'm so sorry, Your Highness Motonaku! I'm sorry!"

Nagasogabe Moto, who has always been informal, couldn't help Sanada Yukimura out of the siege: "Oh, Mori, why are you so fussy, why don't you just sit with me!"

"you shut up!"

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Let me participate too!" Keiji Maeda, who found that the three people here are very lively together, also joined in, and even Mengji, who was already drowsy, screamed. I got excited.

"Your Highness Keiji, I lost my composure just now..."

When several people were in a mess/joy, a person came up to them and knelt down.

"Master Sanada, I will serve you, you can call me Aoba."

Several people suddenly quieted down and looked at the person who came, and it was the boy maiko in front of him.

Sanada Yukimura's first reaction was to see Date Masamune, but before he had time to do so, Aoba spoke again.

"Miss Sachiko, Masamune-sama ordered me to come here, please go to Masamune-sama's side." Although he used honorifics, his attitude was not humble, and this Aoba seemed to be somewhat proud of herself.

"If it's just serving wine, I can do it too, can't you Sanada-sama?" Sachiko seemed to have the self-esteem of a senior, and her words and attitude showed that she didn't buy the other party's account.

Aoba still lowered her eyes, but frowned slightly.

Sanada Yukimura was about to answer Sachiko, when Aoba said again: "Masamune-sama ordered me to come, please don't make things difficult for me." There was some imperceptible resentment in his tone.

Sachiko seemed to think about it for a while, and then stood up: "It seems that you are also quite reluctant—leave from that adult."

As if her mind had been punctured, Aoba's expression turned ugly.

"I'm just telling you not to bully Yukimura too much, Ms. Sachiko," Keiji Maeda cut in while watching the excitement, "One-eyed people won't pretend they didn't see it."

As Maeda Keiji's words fell to the ground, Aoba was the first to react, his figure stiffened instantly, and Sanada Yukimura accidentally saw his hands on his knees clenched tightly.

Sachiko looked at Keiji Maeda without reacting for a moment, Keiji Maeda just smiled and didn't intend to say anything more, then Sachiko suddenly looked at Yukimura Sanada who was confused, and then at Masamune Date. In the direction, Masamune Date was looking at this side with his chin resting on his face, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Moto, Nagasogabe, was confused about the situation just like Sanada Yukimura, and thought, "Is the relationship between Date Masamune and Sanada Yukimura so—so good?" Moto Moto, who was next to him, seemed to know everything in an instant, and he caught it calmly. The wine cup took a sip of the wine.

When Sanada Yukimura thought he finally understood what Maeda Keiji meant this time, he was still a little unconvinced: Even though I am immature in many aspects, I don’t need to bother Masamune Masamune with his own affairs.

"Maeda-sama, you should have reminded me earlier." Sachiko felt cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

"I reminded you a long time ago." Maeda Keiji still smiled.

"You know that's not what I mean," said Sachiko with a half-smile.

"Boss Sanada...is there no problem?" Sasuke Sarutobi straightened up, and glanced across several seats at Sanada Yukimura who seemed to be at a loss when facing the geisha.

Katakura Kojuro was a little disapproving of Sasuke Sasuke's behavior: "Sanada Yukimura will be alone sooner or later, you are worrying too much, ninja."

"Where, Katakura-sama, as the right eye of the dragon, is also worried about the one-eyed dragon." Although Sasuke Sarutobi said respectfully, his tone was not modest.

"Hmph, Masamune-sama is the lord of a country, and he is busy with government affairs, so I, Kojuro, can at best be a helper." The topic involved Date Masamune, and the other party was that ninja who always had a frivolous attitude. Katakura Kojuro couldn't help but compare Masamune. Come on.

"My Boss Sanada is focused on improving martial arts and has no time to understand the world. I am afraid that he will be deceived and used by others." Sasuke Sarutobi emphasized his tone at the end.

"My lord Zhengzong——"

"My Sanada boss——"

The two refused to give in to each other as if they both felt that their son's best idiot parents were arguing, but in the end they clinked a glass of tacit understanding to express a temporary truce.

"...I won't let the one-eyed dragon steal it easily, my boss Sanada."

"...It's up to you."

——Katakura Kojuro, who said this last sentence, originally thought of several rebuttals, but he was a little lacking in confidence—after all, Sanada Yukimura is still out of the situation so far, and it is indeed his master who is eager to move and cannot hold back Thinking of this, Kojuro Katakura added helplessly: "...I can't help it."

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