Both. Though he's actually awful at deception, he just has an ability to confuse himself, and that therefore confuses his enemies (and allies!!!) alike.
"I ate 19 of the ice cream flavors in one day," THAT IS NOT SOMETHING TO BRAG ABOUT. Because he made himself phenomenally sick on it. And didn't even do tiny spoonfuls, just went full throttle. Absolute insanity. But moving on --
"Singing club." It's less a club, and more a bunch of weirdos who sing karaoke, and then Nobunaga uses it as an excuse to mentally collect every musician on board because they're one of his weaknesses(?) kind of. Long story. ANYWAY. "What year are you from? Oh, that's right."
A semi-formal bow, of extremely awkward stiffness, like he knows how it's done, but before being on the ship never once did it, and still is so far from getting the hang of it. "Nobunaga Oda, 1582, Hell Japan Earth." See that's one of hell an introduction. He even pauses and makes it worse. "Demon King of the 6th Heaven. But don't worry if all that is meaningless, there are a lot of aliens from distant worlds or even other universes." A nod! Totally helping. "Though you mentioned an archangel and if I remember right that's Christianity." Both hands up! "But correct me if I'm wrong. My brother is the convert, not me. One's following our father's footsteps to being a Buddhist monk, one's a tea ceremony expert, one's a Christian, Luis Frois was over the moon." An eyeroll. "Then there's me, the Demon King who doesn't want to be purified, and embracing the number of the beast and all that." Yeah. "So my talents are all over the place."
They really are. He is also a random expert in sumo wrestling??? And dance. But mostly war. But since he hates swordfighting, and can't treat it like sport, he doesn't mention that if he can avoid it.
"How about you?" An appraising smirk. "Any other hidden talents beyond swordfighting?"
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"I ate 19 of the ice cream flavors in one day," THAT IS NOT SOMETHING TO BRAG ABOUT. Because he made himself phenomenally sick on it. And didn't even do tiny spoonfuls, just went full throttle. Absolute insanity. But moving on --
"Singing club." It's less a club, and more a bunch of weirdos who sing karaoke, and then Nobunaga uses it as an excuse to mentally collect every musician on board because they're one of his weaknesses(?) kind of. Long story. ANYWAY. "What year are you from? Oh, that's right."
A semi-formal bow, of extremely awkward stiffness, like he knows how it's done, but before being on the ship never once did it, and still is so far from getting the hang of it. "Nobunaga Oda, 1582, Hell Japan Earth." See that's one of hell an introduction. He even pauses and makes it worse. "Demon King of the 6th Heaven. But don't worry if all that is meaningless, there are a lot of aliens from distant worlds or even other universes." A nod! Totally helping. "Though you mentioned an archangel and if I remember right that's Christianity." Both hands up! "But correct me if I'm wrong. My brother is the convert, not me. One's following our father's footsteps to being a Buddhist monk, one's a tea ceremony expert, one's a Christian, Luis Frois was over the moon." An eyeroll. "Then there's me, the Demon King who doesn't want to be purified, and embracing the number of the beast and all that." Yeah. "So my talents are all over the place."
They really are. He is also a random expert in sumo wrestling??? And dance. But mostly war. But since he hates swordfighting, and can't treat it like sport, he doesn't mention that if he can avoid it.
"How about you?" An appraising smirk. "Any other hidden talents beyond swordfighting?"