Mitsunari: Go away! This is no place for a child to be!
Ranmaru: You're the one who is saying something considerably childish, aren't you?
Mitsunari: How impertinent. It's time for a lecture.
Kiyomasa: Mitsunari, you won't win against me using that clever mind of yours.
Mitsunari: Even if I use my mind here, it stands to reason that my stubborn body will make certain I do.
Masanori: Which one of us is stronger, it's a contest, Kiyomasa!
Kiyomasa: Do you want to lose, idiot?
Sakon: Is retreating also bravery?
Mitsunari: In spite of your consideration, I am not weak.
Sakon: And I also consider myself strong.
Ranmaru: Nobunaga-sama, please accept my blade.
Nobunaga: O-Ran, my cherished one...
Masanori: Hey! Big head, we meet together at last!
Mitsunari: ...how irritating.
Mitsunari: In spite of your age, you're a young-looking woman.
Aya: It seems like you belong in kindergarten.
Mitsunari: Wait! I was praising you!