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Oda Nobunaga
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Mountains of food that were filled with things unknown to me—I didn’t even know if it’s breakfast, lunch, or dinner—were served and I ate.
The rice was dried and hard brown rice.
I had slept for three days so I ate three days’ worth of food.
Then, after I changed into my gakuran jacket1, I was guided to the top floor of the castle tower from the visiting palace that was linked to it.
Inside, the dandy middle-aged man stood there.
It’s just the two of us.
“So you’ve come. Well then, who on earth are you?”
When he asked me who I was, he didn’t even give me a moment to reply as the dandy middle-aged man gave his own name.
“I am Oda Nobunaga.”
Oda Nobunaga? Nobunaga……
Anyways, let’s introduce my name at least.
“My name is Kurosaka Makoto.”
“Aren’t you Ibaraki’s Restive Horse?”
“Ah, well yes.”
“Tell me, who on earth are you?”
“Even if you ask me who I am, I’m a bit troubled by that question. Um, are you actually that Oda Nobunaga?”
“What?”
Well, of course. If someone were to ask ‘Are you actually Oda Nobunaga?’, they wouldn’t know how to respond.
Did I really time travel to the Azuchi-Momoyama period? 2
Bang.
He beat the folding fan in his hand.
Aren’t you too short-tempered?
“Um, I don’t know a single thing about this country’s etiquette, sorry. Please forgive my rudeness.”
Let’s apologize first, or else I’m going to be killed.
“I will forgive you. What time did you come from? Tell me the entire truth.”
Hm? From ‘when’? Not from ‘where’? Does he now? Let’s be honest.
“I am Kurosaka Makoto, born on November 29th, Heisei 11, 1999, 17 years old. You may not believe me, but I am a Japanese citizen that was born around 400 years in the future.”
Then, I stopped talking.
There’s no way he’ll believe me.
“Continue.”3
Hm?
“Even if you tell me to continue, that’s putting me on the spot, but let’s see, I’m from Ibaraki Prefecture…… Ah, wait, should I rather call it the Hitachi Province? Anyways, I was born and raised near Kashima Shrine in the Hitachi Province. More or less, I am learning Kashima Shinto-ryu and onmyou powers.”
“Tsukahara Bokuden? I know him, continue.” 4
Like I said, ‘to continue’… I’m stumped.
“What’s left, um, I don’t know what there is to say, but anyway, when I came through the temple’s underground passage, I appeared at that place. I have no relationship with Akechi Mitsuhide at all, so I just want to go home.”
“Fuhahahahahaha, I see I see, you want to go home?”
“Yes, I want to go home, to the future. Back to my original world.”
Smack, smack, smack.
He smacked the closed folding fan on his left palm three times.
Then, the sliding screen was opened and the handsome boy came in with something on a tray covered by a cloth on top.
“I took a look.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s your belongings.”
Then, the cloth was taken off.
“Ah! My backpack.”
Underneath the cloth was the backpack I wore during the school trip.
If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry 🙁
- Flowingcloud: Mentioned in previous chapters. It’s the black school uniform that boys wear.
- Flowingcloud: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Azuchi%E2%80%93Momoyama_period
- Arocks141: I like this Nobu.
- Flowingcloud: Tsukahara Bokuden is the founder of the martial arts school he belongs to. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsukahara_Bokuden