As she proceeded with questioning the young woman in front of her, Misaki's suspicions were slowly confirmed, for better or worse. Every answer given had lined up far too perfectly with what she had known, and even when she had thrown the occasional trick question or two in to possibly test if they were someone who had simply studied that era as a whole, nothing seemed to be out of place.

Really, that settled it; denying that it really was Oda Nobunaga in front of her (despite being in a body that was more in-line with more liberal media interpretations) was impossible now, which only made her worry about how exactly to tackle things. Surely, the only logical thing to do now was get on [i]her[/i] good side... Right?

That would've been easier to do had Nobunaga not asked her about the Japan of her time. Explaining how she knew that the appearance of the one in front of her was associated with Nobunaga...

"Well, where do I begin...?" she mused to herself, scratching her cheek as she tried to figure out how to explain otaku culture to the premier warlord of the Sengoku Jidai. "The evolution of mass media in Japan? That... Probably works."

Having resolved to explain how multifaceted the portrayal of Nobunaga had become since his death, Misaki slowly began to work through how Japan had rapidly become a technological powerhouse before explaining the [i]concept[/i] of mass media. With that, of course, came the general definition of how Nobunaga had come to be portrayed in the modern day, in every which way and form.

Needless to say, explaining to someone as storied as that how they became to be known as both a ruthless warlord, small girl, and every step in between over the last few decades was already taking years off of her lifespan.

"...But, well, that's the gist of it. I'd rather give a lecture on the evolution of Japan since your death, but I suppose that can—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the sound of one more person being unceremoniously being ejected into the room caused the foxgirl to abruptly turn her head, only to wince as she saw what had happened to the poor sap. Though it wasn't the same as almost being cut up by the shattered glass of whatever had been containing them, crashing headfirst into a table was not the best of ways to start a new life.

What was more worrisome, though, was the massive bird that seemed to have entered the chamber. As was to be expected from a creature from a new world, though, the bird in front of her seemed to be both foreign and familiar to her. Given the situation, though...

"I will be the first to admit that the Japan of now is an era of peace, and that I've never held a weapon in my life," she said, glancing towards the weapons before turning towards Nobunaga, her body crouched slightly as she weighed her options. "That bird just seems curious for now, but I'm not sure if that's hold if it sees us as food... I think that the rest of this lecture can wait for now, then; what should we do?"

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