voice testing! canon is Nobunaga Concerto.

[noblenaga]

Mun-chan! You're so cool! I haven't had a burger for so long, and I haven't seen the internet in forever! I thought I was gonna forget how to use all of this stuff -

Huh? What do you mean, I still gotta be Nobunaga?

That stuff's hard, you know! And now that I'm getting closer to conquering Japan, everyone wants to kill me . . .

You wanna give me days off? I guess that's a good thing. You're not too bad, mun-chan.

Hey, do you know where Tsune-chan and Micchi are? They're probably freaking out right now. I gotta find them and tell them not to worry.

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[curseking]

[...This is a joke, right? It sounds as if he's listening to Hideaki, here.]

You claim to be the Devil King?

[noblenaga]

[Blink, blink. He scratched his chin.]

Who's that?

[curseking]

Oda Nobunaga.

[He stressed the name. How did this man not know something so basic?]

You make for a pitiful imposter.

[noblenaga]

Huh? Yeah, I'm Oda Nobunaga . . .

[At least, his mundane still wants him to be. As far as he was concerned, he wanted to go back to his usual fun lifestyle with touchscreen phones and TV and burgers . . .]

I'm not called the Demon King. Where'd you get that? Is someone spreading weird rumors about me again?

[This was before the Mt. Hiei incident, which, technically, wasn't his idea . . .]

Hey, you seem to know me, though. What's your name?

[Saburo held his hand out for Mitsunari to shake.]

[curseking]

[If there's one thing Mitsunari was good at, it's ignoring people. He at least looked at Saburo's outstretched hand, but made no move whatsoever to shake it.]

I don't know you. And I have no reason to introduce myself to a fool who plays pretend at being the Demon King while knowing not even the most common of his epithets.

[He was no fan of Nobunaga, but he didn't have the patience for blatant idiocy. Or... what he perceived as idiocy.]

[noblenaga]

[These people were so clueless. Saburo attempted to reach over to shake Mitsunari's hand himself.]

I'm tellin' you, I'm definitely not called that. Who makes up these things, anyway?

[curseking]

[Mitsunari used his sword to brusquely push the offending hand away.]

What I know is you are not the dead man you would pretend to be.

[Not that death matters much in a place like this.]

[suffergazing]

My, my... So you're claiming to be the Oda Nobunaga? How interesting...

[Yeah, he's not buying that. As the (apparent) master of deception, he'd give it 2/10 for trying. Still, it does make him curious why the lad would try to fool anyone with such an obvious lie, so he can play along for now.]

[noblenaga]

Oh, hey!

[Saburo leaned back and gave the funnily-dressed guy an earnest smile.]

Yep, that's me. "The" Oda Nobunaga and all that.

Nice to meet you. What's your name?

[Reaching over in a very modern gesture to shake the guy's hand.]

[suffergazing]

... Of course.

[Scratch the above grade. This idiot clearly isn't even trying.

Gyoubu watches the young man with a certain amount of interest, and although his eyebrows raise in genuine surprise at those words and actions, it's a little difficult to tell as much, given how he's completely covered in bandages and all.]

Forgive my rudness. [His voice is about as flat as ever, making it hard to determine whether the apology is sincere or not. (Hint: it really isn't.)] I am Ōtani Yoshitsugu, advisor to Ishida Mitsunari, the proud leader of the Toyotomi forces.

[Well. What's left of them, anyway. The man lowers his head in what could be considered a bow, though his eyes remain focused on Saburo all the time.]

[noblenaga]

[All of that went right above his head, because where this guy was from, Hideyoshi wasn't even known as Toyotomi yet, and Saburo himself sure wasn't known as the Demon King yet . . . and neither was he dead, so Hideyoshi still hadn't risen to power.]

Toyotomi, huh? Gotta do my research on that. Maybe ask my generals about it, or Tsune-chan.

[Shaking Yoshitsugu's hand earnestly.]

What's up, Yoshitsugu-kun? I guess you already know me, so I should be asking about you, huh?

[suffergazing]

[In Yoshitsugu's humble opinion, if you are to attempt impersonating someone, you should at least do your research.]

Perhaps you are familiar with him as Kinoshita Tōkichirō...

[And then he just. Stops mid-sentence, completely baffled by the handshake. Normally people wouldn't get closer to him than necessary, much less engage in any form of physical contact... not to mention the gesture was weird in general. And way too direct. The man stares at his own hand for a moment before remembering he was asked a question.]

Ah... yes. [NO. What in the world is he even supposed to say to that?] As you're certainly aware, the armies of the West and the East are gathering their forces in preparation of the battle that is sure to determine the future of this country. [Never mind Nobunaga could not possibly "be aware" of that due to being dead, but this guy here clearly isn't the real deal, so let him see how he handles that one.] A lord of power as great as yours certainly has plans regarding that, no?

[noblenaga]

Huh? Oh! I made him one of my generals, yeah, and he's doing a really good job! He changed his name to Hashiba Hideyoshi, though. You're sayin' he changed it again to Toyotomi? He likes his names, huh?

[Saburo just laughed this off as one of Hideyoshi's quirks. The guy was a bit weird, but that was okay by him. After all, he was really good at his job.]

Hmm, he should tell me, though. Otherwise I'm gonna get confused with all his names.

[Wait a minute - ]

Toyotomi Hideyoshi? You mean, Hideyoshi becomes Toyotomi Hideyoshi?! Uwwooooaaaah, Hideyoshi-kun really has plans!

Uh . . . I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing once he does all that stuff. I guess I'll just know when I get there.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[This Mitsuhide knows that this is no joke: he's seen quite a variety of Lord Nobunagas over the years he's spent with his mundane. This one is still quite shocking, however, for so many reasons. Honestly, how does one even begin?]

If she truly gives you days off, my Lord, then you are truly blessed.

lmao dat sideeye

[noblenaga]

I know, right? I don't even remember the last time I was able to go out without pants!

[Because clearly, pants restricted his freedom!! Just because he was Oda Nobunaga he had to wear pants? It just shouldn't have been a thing.]

How many days off do you get from your mun-chan, samurai-kun?

this earns it LMAO

[wavesoakedlegs]

I, ah...

[Give him a moment, he's trying to process 'without pants' and 'samurai-kun.]

Very few, though I have good company, so it is not so bad.

[Mitsuhide sounds very bemused.]

[noblenaga]

Huh. Yeah, that sounds pretty cool, can't complain there. Looks like you've got it good, samurai-kun. As for me, I still gotta find friends over here. Tsune-chan, Micchi, and Kichou haven't arrived yet, though mun-chan says she's not sure if they're gonna come over . . . man, that sucks.

[Yeah, he had a tendency to kind of ramble on and/or talk to himself.]

What's your name, samurai-kun? I'm Nobunaga! It's nice to meet you.

[He reached out to shake his hand in a very modern and probably confusing gesture.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[That's one gesture Mitsuhide still doesn't understand; he responds by doing what his upbringing tells him to do, which is to kneel and bow in a deeply formal manner.]

I am... Akechi Mitsuhide, my Lord, though I am sure you will find that strange.

[His head touches the floor, and he holds it a moment before getting back to his feet and rubbing the back of his head.]

Lady Mundane requests that I add 'a real one,' though I do not understand why in full.

[noblenaga]

[Saburo blinked as Mitsuhide knelt down. He was never into all that formal stuff, though the Micchi he knew was also really well-mannered and soft-spoken. Maybe it was just a trend with Mitsuhides?]

Micchi! Is that you? Uwooooaaaah, you can't be Micchi! You don't look -

[He was about to say "like me", but then, if he revealed that, the jig was up. So he hastily swallowed his words.]

Uhhh, you don't look like the Micchi I know. You sound as intense as him, though. Maybe that's just how Micchis are? I'm so confused . . .

[Anyway, after all of that bowing nonsense, Saburo grabbed his hand to shake it anyway.]

So if you're the "real" Micchi . . . [What did that make the Mitsuhide that he knew? Other than the "real" Nobunaga? Where did he get the name?] Uhhh . . . did you meet a dude who's really sickly . . . kinda, maybe looks a bit like me?

[knight_king]

Conquering Japan? [Well, looks can be deceitful.]

[noblenaga]

Yep.

[Tucks his hands behind his head.]

That's what Oda Nobunaga's going to do, right?

[knight_king]

My sincerest apologies, I am not versed with Japanese history.

[She didn't die yet to access the Throne of Heroes. intel]

I imagine you must be famous.

[noblenaga]

Oh hey, me too!

[Holds his hand up for a high five.]

Oh, yeah. Super famous. Everyone's going to know my name.

[knight_king]

[She's going to stare at that hand, puzzled.]

I see. Then there is the possibility you will become a Heroic Spirit.

[noblenaga]

[Saburo attempted to demonstrate by trying to get her hand so that she could give him a high five.]

What's that? Some kind of ghost?