What Awakened While I Was Steamrolling the Map

Sanada Nobushige had already sensed it.

"Yes, there may be someone here who doesn't belong to this era..." The fully armed young man reluctantly took off his helmet and rubbed his cropped black hair. Only after noticing everyone's eyes fixed on him did he speak in a low voice. "That's right..."

"It is I," everyone said in unison.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.