I Cosplayed as Hizamaru, and Now I Have to Fight for Power at Home?

(No romance, includes forum posts, watching events in the early chapters, misunderstandings caused by people reading too much into things)

Bo Yuzhi woke up to find that he had transmigrated into the battle-damaged kabuki version of the sword Uchigatana Hizamaru, whose makeup he'd tried on the previous night. He also had a little kid who looked like Chogi and was related to him by blood.

He'd thought things couldn't get any worse. Then he fell straight from the battlefield into the headquarters of the worst Saniwa around.

Luckily, the Big Shot Misinterpretation System he'd bonded with told him that the government-affairs surveillance livestream had detected them and was working on a rescue.

Faced with the dark lair controlled by the five great families inside a rift in space-time, can Bo Yuzhi use his clever mind to survive the scheming “household battles” and join forces with the government to topple this gluttonous feast?

Let's wait and see!

(The more I write, the more it feels like I'm hosting a show. Next thing you know, I'll be holding a microphone out to the readers and asking what they think.)

This story sprang from a sudden idea, and since I couldn't find anything similar, I decided to try fleshing it out myself.

There is no romance in this story, but feel free to ship characters yourself. Just don't shove it in other people's faces.

Some of the research in this story comes from online sources and books about culture. If you spot any mistakes, I appreciate the corrections!