[Touken Ranbu] No Dating Allowed, Long Live Friendship!

I woke up to find myself in Honmaru. The saniwa's mind was in shambles. She'd often wondered how wonderful it would be to see her sword men in person. But it was just a thought... Just a thought, damn it! As a law-abiding citizen, whether I'm facing the Time Retrograde Army on the battlefield or tending to injured swords... I'd definitely lose years off my life, wouldn't I?! Now that I was actually face-to-face with living, breathing swords, would they accept me as their saniwa? In the game, you could keep sending your swords on expeditions and sorties, and all it took to cure their orange faces was a dumpling. If your lineup was wrong and someone got badly hurt, a little tending and a Repair Token would have them back to normal in no time. Whenever the game updated, saniwa would post guides on Tieba and Weibo. I was so grateful for their guides. I never would have figured things out on my own. Day after day, sorties and expeditions. The dumplings eased their physical exhaustion, but they were still a mess inside. It's the saniwa's fault they got so badly hurt! If she'd picked a different team, this wouldn't have happened! It's your job as saniwa to research these new enemies, isn't it? If you don't have what it takes, then don't become a saniwa. Oh, that part above is just what the saniwa thinks. Trust me, all the swords are little angels! A healing story about the saniwa and her swords growing together.