A Scout's Guide to Annual Leave

Current Blurb:

You, a newly appointed Saniwa, are currently one unlucky soul tossed into a special Honmaru.

After the Government of the Time and the Time Retrograde Army had fought for many years, voids swept up in "Aether" brought a disaster known as "Corruption." They erupted in various places, eventually engulfing countless Honmaru.

With no other choice, the Government of the Time selected You, who had drifted here from an unknown temporal rift, and began building a new type of Honmaru on the site of a dilapidated one, dedicated to purifying swords.

And so You, Konnosuke, and a single Tsurumaru Kuninaga became the starter set.

What's more,

Only swords with all sorts of problems will come to this Honmaru, and while solving their problems, You will also have to figure out the various problems with their very existence...

So hurry up and turn those problem swords into solution swords, for crying out loud!!!

You let out the furious roar of an exploited child laborer.

Until much later,

Aether and this world achieved symbiosis, becoming an indispensable source of energy.

And ■■■■, already reaching its final, flickering moments, began transforming into a nonhuman monster before the eyes of its companions.

Gods count as nonhuman too, don't they?

You: I knew this Honmaru and the starter set were secondhand, but nobody said they were this kind of secondhand?!

Original Blurb:

You, a newly appointed Saniwa.

That's right, me.

I thought being a Saniwa would be easy all the way through, but then I met one, two, three coworkers who seemed to know me awfully well.

And with Tsurumaru's help, I found four, five, six more who seemed to know me awfully well but weren't coworkers.

Haha :p

I never want to hear "So it's really you, huh?" again. ´ᯅ`

The main story is written in third person.

Warnings:

1. This is a newbie's first novel, so of course the characters will be out of character. ´ᯅ`

2. Please don't mention this story in other works, and likewise, I won't mention other works here. I know I'm not worthy, though. •͈ ₃ •͈

3. If you drop the story, no need to tell me. The author is a crybaby who'll hide under the covers and cry in secret. ･᷄‎･᷅

4. Thank you for being willing to read this. ♡

Theme: Growing up well