Warlords in a Snowball Fight
A general winter themed flash headcanon, as a gift for the Flash Exchange. @flash-exchange
Headcanon: Warlords in a Snowball Fight
In Azuchi…
Nobunaga – Strides through the field of battle, easily packing the snow into efficient weapons. Cooly confident that nobody would dare... Splat!
Masamune – A snow battle? Bring it on! Runs wildly into action, skidding to a drift, quickly forms lopsided snowballs, and throws them with surprisingly good aim, especially given his blind side. Which… by the way… Splat!
Hideyoshi – Sets out a list of rules, including, no ice in the middle of your snowball, no throwing snowballs inside the castle, absolutely no running! In the midst of announcing the rules… Splat!
Ieyasu – Splat! He goes home and locks himself in his panic room with his emotional support sourdough starter.
Mitsunari – An army is made and broken by its organization. Carefully stockpiles snowballs at strategic points throughout Azuchi. Then gets distracted by a new book and forgets to join in the battle.
Ranmaru – Finds Mitsunari’s useful stacks of snowballs, and climbs to the roof, where he systematically picks everyone off, sniper style. Splat!
Keiji – Stands in the center of the field of play, grabbing the closest snow at hand, and throwing it randomly. He’s a dervish. Then he opens his arms wide and yodels, “Who wants to take on the wild child of these war-torn islands, he whose name is sung far and wide, the roguish misfit, Keiji Maeda?” Splat! Splat! Splat!
Mitsuhide – Excels at sneaking from hiding spot to hiding spot, surprising victims by popping up out of nowhere and disappearing before they can retaliate. Is also the reason Ieyasu is hiding.
At Kasugayama… things are slightly more dangerous
Kenshin – Instead of snowballs, hurls icicles like spears.
Kanetsugu – When people complain about flying icicles, tells them they should be honored to receive such attention from the God of War.
Shingen – Organizes Yukimura and Yoshimoto into a team and carefully strategizes the best times and places to attack. Has also built a working snow catapult. In spite of all that, he ends up strangely covered in snow, because, let’s face it, the man looks great in a wet kimono. And out of one.
Yukimura – Is an athletic and efficient snowball thrower, very good on the front lines in an all-out battle, but not terribly good at sneak attacks.
Yoshimoto – Is every snowflake truly different? Let’s find out? He wanders out into the garden. Is not seen until spring.
Sasuke – After getting hit by one too many icicles, packs his snowballs with ground spikes and sets off smoke bombs to escape.
Lone Forces…
Kennyo – Tricks Azuchi and Kasugayama into fighting each other, then goes off and feeds hungry forest creatures.
Motonari – Snow? Snow doesn’t burn. Hell has frozen over. Sets sail for more tropical climates at the first sign of a flake.
Kicho – Sets off an avalanche.
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TWO LOVERS DRENCHED IN DEVOTION
Alternate title: Soaked Sweethearts
This is simply a fan translation of the game. Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors.
I turned my gaze outside the window upon hearing the sound of the rushing wind.
(It's windy today.)
I stopped sewing and watched the trees sway.
Kicho: "Mai, can I come in?"
Mai: "Sure. Something smells nice."
Kicho: "I made some tea. How about taking a break together?"
Mai: "Okay. Thanks!"
Putting my sewing kit back on the shelf, I sat with Kicho at the table, and he gracefully poured tea into the teacups.
(Being alone with my lover like this is so blissful.)
Kicho: "Are you really that happy?"
Mai: "Huh? Did I say it out loud?"
Kicho: "No, even without saying anything, I can tell just by looking at your face."
(It must have been obvious that he could tell so easily.)
Kicho: "Why are you turning to the side?"
Mai: "Because I'm embarrassed about having my feelings read."
Kicho: "It's too late to be feeling shy now."
Feeling my cheeks getting warm, I took a sip of the warm tea he handed me, and a sweet, familiar scent tickled my nose.
(Huh?)
Mai: "This has honey in it, doesn't it?"
Kicho: "Yeah. I remember seeing someone drizzle it into tea back in the future."
Kicho: "Do you like it?"
Mai: "Yes, I can even savor the aroma."
Kicho: "I see."
(If he wasn't here, I wouldn't be able to drink it in this era.)
With every sip, the sweetness of the honey soothed my heart.
Mai: "It's delicious. Can I have another cup later?"
Kicho: "Of course. I added it to make you happy. Feel free to drink as much as you want."
(Ah, he smiled.)
My soft gaze met his emerald eyes, and my heart beat faster.
Mai: "This tea tastes even better because I'm sharing it with you."
Kicho: "……..."
Kicho: "You really say the cutest things."
Gently, he reached his hand out and stroked my cheek.
(Hehe. It tickles.)
Mai: "By the way, it's rare to see you taking a break at this hour."
Kicho: "One business negotiation got canceled."
Mai: "So you came to see me in your free time?"
Kicho: "Of course."
(He's so straightforward.)
Heat spread to my cheeks again with happiness and embarrassment.
Afterward, we exchanged plans for the week and engaged in small talk while enjoying the tea.
(Since we’re both busy, it looks like it’ll be just another ordinary day.)
That’s why sharing a warm cup of tea and talking like this felt so precious.
Kicho: “Mai, how about going somewhere on our next day off?”
Mai: “Really? Okay!”
Kicho: “Then choose where you want to go.”
Suddenly, a knocking sound interrupted our conversation.
Subordinate’s voice: “Excuse me. Lord Kicho, are you here?”
(It seems like he’s looking for Kicho.)
Kicho: “I’m here. What is it?”
Subordinate’s voice: “We need you to handle an urgent matter at the port.”
Kicho: “I’ll be right there.”
Subordinate’s voice: “Yes, sir.”
Kicho stood up and returned the tea set to the tray.
Mai: “Are you heading to the port now?”
Kicho: “Yeah. I’ll probably be home late.”
Kicho: “By the way, about our previous conversation, think about the place you want to go.”
(Even though he’s so busy, he still cares about me.)
Mai: “Okay, I’m looking forward to it.”
Kicho: “Yeah, me too.”
I saw him off as he left the room, then returned to work.
(I wonder where we should go on our outing.)
A few hours later一
(I did a great job today.)
Having completed my work quota, I stretched my body and realized that the outside had already become completely dark.
As I turned on the lights, it started to rain.
(Come to think of it, Kicho went to the port.)
(It’s raining. I hope he’s okay.)
(He said he’d be late, so I should probably bring him an umbrella and pick him up.)
I hurried out of the room and bumped into someone with a thud.
Kicho: “Mai, where are you going?”
Mai: “Kicho? You’re back?”
Kicho: “Just now.”
(He’s not drenched.)
(I’m glad he made it back to the trading post before the rain started. But...)
Kicho: “........”
His expression was so tense.
(Did something happen?)
Kicho: “I’ll be working late tonight. You should go to bed first.”
Kicho: “I’ll be in the reception room, so if you need anything, just call me.”
Mai: “Okay.”
I nodded, and he walked away.
(I'm curious, but I guess it's better if I'm not by his side tonight.)
The next afternoon, I left the room to go to the market to buy some fabrics.
(In the end, I couldn't see him this morning either. I wonder what happened after that.)
As I left the room, I heard whispers from the end of the hallway.
Kicho's Subordinate 1: "Is that true?"
Kicho's Subordinate 2: "Yeah. It looks like there's a spy targeting Lord Kicho among those who visited the trading post."
(What!?)
The unexpected words left me breathless.
(A spy targeting Kicho? Who on earth?)
Even after his subordinates left, I couldn't move from that spot.
Kicho: "Mai."
Mai: "........."
I snapped back to reality when someone called my name.
I looked at the source of the voice and saw Kicho staring at me.
Mai: "Are you being targeted by a spy?"
Kicho: "It looks like you already heard about it."
Mai: "Yes. Is it true that there's someone in this trading post who is after you?"
He frowned and let out a small sigh.
Kicho: "I have such information, but I still don't know who the spy is."
Mai: "So, it's true after all."
Kicho: "Sorry for surprising you. But don't worry, it will be over soon."
Kicho: "You can continue to live normally without any concerns."
(I understand that he's trying to reassure me, but...)
I couldn't nod sincerely because his tense expression from last night crossed my mind.
Mai: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Kicho: "Don't try doing anything stupid. Besides, I'm pretty good at finding spies, especially those from Azuchi."
He chuckled, and I pursed my lips.
Mai: "Are you talking about me!?"
(I want him to take me seriously, not make fun of me.)
Just as I was about to try again to offer my help一
Kicho: "Are you really that worried?"
Mai: "Eh? Ah..."
I felt my feet gently lift off the ground.
With one arm holding me, he opened the door to my room.
(Whoa!)
As soon as he entered the room, he closed the door behind him.
Kicho: "There's no need for you to be anxious."
Mai: "Nnn..."
He embraced me in his arms, and our lips met abruptly.
(Why did this happen so suddenly?)
He slowly slipped his tongue in and entwined it with mine, slowly melting me.
Unable to stand, I collapsed into Kicho, and the arm around my waist supported me.
Kicho: "No matter what happens, I will never let any harm come to you."
Kicho: "I'm currently investigating the identity of the spy, so it's only a matter of time until I find out."
Mai: "Ah…nnn…"
He deepened the kiss as if to reassure me.
(No, that's not it.)
(What I'm worried about is not myself, but him.)
He's a kind person, but it's true that he has earned some resentment through his past actions.
(If something happens to him…)
Even thinking that, my objections were sealed with a kiss, preventing me from saying a word.
Kicho: "It's about time."
He whispered this reluctantly and released his arm from me.
Breathing out a sigh, we gazed at each other, and someone knocked at the door.
Subordinate: "Lord Kicho."
Kicho: "I know."
Kicho: "Then Mai, I'll be going now."
After lightly stroking my head, he disappeared beyond the door.
(I couldn't convey anything.)
I was left standing there, my cheeks flushed.
The next day, after finishing my errands and leaving the shop一
(Huh? You're kidding, right?)
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