Also known as "Fists at the Retirement Home of One-Hearted Devotion, Kicks at the Saber Kindergarten" / "Is Something Wrong with Transmigrating Straight into a Blood Sacrifice?"
It was my first time transmigrating to the Nasuverse, and I even met Rin Tohsaka, the girl I liked. It should have been a dreamlike, happy time, so why was I branded a psychotic murderer and wanted throughout Fuyuki City just twenty minutes after arriving?
Rin, what exactly did you and the original owner of this body do before I transmigrated here?!
With no other choice, Rin Tohsaka and I set off on the run, dodging pursuit by all sorts of inexplicable factions while completing the bizarre missions assigned by the System...
- System, life is already short, so why do you have to give me these missions that make me look for shortcuts? Just kill me already!
- What? You say you'll find a way to boost my combat strength so I can get through this crisis? Great! Of course I'll agree. Who wouldn't want to get stronger?
- So your idea of boosting my combat strength is to throw me into the world of Sekiro to suffer while I'm asleep? No! I don't want a life where I spend the day running for my life in the Nasuverse and the night suffering in Sekiro!
