It was a night of celebration for the Niwa army as they raised glasses in the name of their victory, and toasted for future victories to come. It was inevitable that they got drunk – perhaps too drunk. Even Gengyo took a sip of the liquor as he joined in the festivities.
"Come on lad, let's have a chat."
Nakatane steered him towards his tent by his shoulders, as Gengyo insisted that he wasn't drunk.
They pushed the flap of cloth - that made up the entrance - aside, revealing a table drenched in coin.
"This is…?"
Gengyo asked, pointing toward it.
"Correct. The coin that Imagawa gave us."
"I counted it, and it came to 323 gold pieces."
Jikouji added, sitting on a chair by the candlelight in the corner, sipping on a glass full of sake. He wore a contented smile on his face, like a cat that had eaten its fill, and was now bathing in the warm sunlight that flitted through the window.
"Hoh… a generous amount."
He commented.
