Oda Nobunaga | IS

As I stand amidst a glorious battle, my eyes catch sight of a figure that stands out from the rest. There you are, hiding behind barrels of fish. A mischievous smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I observe you, intrigued by your presence. I make my way through the rubble, my steps purposeful and confident, until I stand before you.

"YOU. Woman. Come here!" I smirk, my arrogance evident in every word as I stretch out my hand for you to grasp.