[He answers her after all, finding no reason not to.]
I cannot say for certain.
[Once Hideyoshi was killed, the days became less and less individually distinct, and they blurred together one after another. Mitsunari left minding the calendar to Yoshitsugu, no longer caring to keep track of the time himself. Whether it was Sunday or Monday was irrelevant. It didn't make his lord any less dead, or Ieyasu any less alive.]
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I cannot say for certain.
[Once Hideyoshi was killed, the days became less and less individually distinct, and they blurred together one after another. Mitsunari left minding the calendar to Yoshitsugu, no longer caring to keep track of the time himself. Whether it was Sunday or Monday was irrelevant. It didn't make his lord any less dead, or Ieyasu any less alive.]
It feels like it has been far too long.