[Well, if Nobunaga knew, he'd laugh like he just heard the best joke in his life; but it wouldn't be to ridicule Mitsuhide - well, actually yes, for being capable of as many atrocities as Nobunaga and too foolishly pure to realize it. But overall, he'd only respect Mitsuhide more.
Nobunaga turns the glowing sword in his hand a little more. And though his eyes are fixed on the fine blade, Mitsuhide can probably still feel he's being observed as he tries out the katana. Nobunaga certainly doesn't miss the way the two of them just seem to click with the weapons they've been shown; how Mitsuhide, even despite his reluctance, has instinctively found a new way to destroy and potentially shape history in his image. Nobunaga's discovery results in a new, alive look within his dark eyes.]
What about your wish, Mitsuhide? What is it that you truly desire?
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Nobunaga turns the glowing sword in his hand a little more. And though his eyes are fixed on the fine blade, Mitsuhide can probably still feel he's being observed as he tries out the katana. Nobunaga certainly doesn't miss the way the two of them just seem to click with the weapons they've been shown; how Mitsuhide, even despite his reluctance, has instinctively found a new way to destroy and potentially shape history in his image. Nobunaga's discovery results in a new, alive look within his dark eyes.]
What about your wish, Mitsuhide? What is it that you truly desire?