Flowers Bloom on the Road, on the Way Home from Kyushu

At a time when Kyushu was in turmoil, a girl from another world traveled through time. A cup of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. I am not afraid of the chaos in the world, nor the bloodshed on the battlefield, but I am afraid that in the end, whether I leave or go back will be meaningless.