[Nobunaga, how long have you kept that flower beneath your hat........... would you have let it stay there if da Vinci hadn't asked that question..........

She can't help her amused smile, though. It's like the Demon King to be so silly.]

Good. If you were really a weed, I'd have to take part of you as a sample.

[DA VINCI??????]

Do you see that patch of flowers over there?

[So saying, she points at said patch. The edges are browned, as if a fierce drought has dried them out.]

I'd like to time how long it takes for them to die. Please, feel free to jump, hop, skip, or even cartwheel over them on my mark, okay?