My Natal Sword Always Wants to Kill Its Master!

[Hot-blooded] [Traditional Fantasy] [Single Female Protagonist] [Decisive Killing] My natal sword is "Innocent" and has a great reputation. But it has an unknown quirk - it always wants to kill its owner. In fourteen years, it was tried seven hundred and nine times. The poisonous wine pierced my intestines, the sword energy backfired, and it caused a catastrophe to strike down my front door... Stopping at the last inch every time. Last night it fell asleep again, the tip of the sword pressed against my throat and whispered: "I will take your life tonight." I rubbed the cold spine of the sword and sighed: "Your scabbard is still being warmed by my knowledge sea." The Zanpaku sword shook violently and transformed into a human form, pressing me down on the couch. "Do you think you are the real master?" Her eyes were filled with blood. "Fourteen years ago, who cut out my sword bones and made your body?" "Who is it that imprisoned my soul in the sword?" "Ginger..." "You are my destiny sword.''