Nobunaga felt considerably better waking up this time then she had her previous morning in this world. Though, to be frank, waking up hacking up some strange liquid would be worse then most mornings.

The black-haired, small girl stretched. She had removed her jacket, leaving herself in just the undershirt and pants, and buried herself in some remarkably warm and silky furs.

Nobunaga stretched with a yawn.

Ah, that really had felt remarkably good. This body's inherent youthfulness had allowed her to become more well-rested, perhaps?

She looked down at her hands.

The previous night had been spent, once everyone else had fallen asleep, discussing the matter of Misaki's Japan. The Japan of the 'modern world', so to speak. Nobunaga had gathered a wealth of valuable information on the governing practices of the futures, the technologies of the future.

There were quite useful.

Nobunaga intended to put them into practice.

But there was plenty of work that had to be done before she could even begin considering that, and the first order of business would be to deal with this elder beast.

Quite literally. Nobunaga's plan had not altered, she intended to negotiate with the beast all the same.

But, where was Lazhira...?

"Mmm..."

She stretched and rose to her feet fully.

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