Random Subordinate: *flirts with MC*
Mitsuhide: *staring at them silently*
Nobunaga: You’re really quiet today, Mitsuhide.
Mitsuhide: Nobody plans a murder out loud.
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Random Subordinate: *flirts with MC*
Mitsuhide: *staring at them silently*
Nobunaga: You’re really quiet today, Mitsuhide.
Mitsuhide: Nobody plans a murder out loud.
I like snake-like pokemons and been team instinct since day one.
Feeling kinda pretty
Hideyoshi: Where’s Nobunaga?
Mitsuhide: Doing stuff.
Hideyoshi: I don’t like the sound of that. Where’s MC?
Mitsuhide: Trying to stop Nobunaga from doing the stuff.
Hideyoshi: And Masamune?
Mitsuhide: Trying to stop MC from stopping Nobunaga from doing the stuff.
Hideyoshi: I see. And what are you doing here, Mitsuhide?
Mitsuhide: I’m supposed to stop you from stopping Masamune from stopping MC from stopping Nobunaga from doing the stuff.
Sasuke: For the next 72 hours we’re going to live off whatever nature sends our way.
Sasuke: See that stream? That’s our drinking water.
Sasuke: See those berries? That’s our breakfast.
MC: See that skeleton?
MC: That’s our future.
Shingen: The night is young, we shall have a party.
Kenshin: *sighs*
Shingen: You don’t agree, Kenshin?
Kenshin: Parties are mere distractions from the relentlessness of entropy. We’re all just corpses who haven’t yet begun to decay.
Shingen, rolling his eyes: Not this again... MC simply went to bathe...
Kenshin: I know. It’s been years, I miss her terribly.
Shingen:
Shingen: It has been five minutes.
Kenshin, talking about MC: I know you think my judgment’s clouded because I like her a little bit.
Shingen: You doodled your wedding invitation
Kenshin: No, that’s our joint tombstone.
Shingen: My mistake.