[Crossover] Raising Swords Is No Easy Task

Thank you all for your support! This silly author has plenty of room for improvement, but you've stuck by me all the same. Love you all, sending hearts! Thanks to all your love, I discussed it with my editor and this story can now go premium! It's scheduled for Wednesday, September 12. There'll be 10,000 words that day! The premium chapters will start from Chapter 23. Love you all, mwah! Other people's Honmaru have swordsmiths in the forge, but the Honmaru under another government official is missing. It goes like this: "My lord, according to the computer, our companions are in the sea." "...Where can I rent a submarine? A yacht would work too..." An Xing secretly glanced at her empty wallet and sighed. "My lord, I've found many more companions in museums." An Xing: "..." I choose death. A poor mercenary, while trying out a new life, lives in an eight-person apartment, a tiny room with a kitchen, living room, and bedroom all in one. On her meager bodyguard's income, she manages to feed the tsukumogami who call her their master. "I was a fool to trust the government back then. They said I'd only be taking in swords! Why did the swords turn into people?" Looking at the boys who shared her room, claimed to be tantou, and gazed at her expectantly, An Xing kept a stern expression, while internally her nose was already bleeding. How could she let these children go hungry? "Aruji~!" That sweet voice, like a spring breeze in March, met the expectant gazes of the tantou. An Xing's heart took a crushing blow, like a punch from a heavyweight champion. Stars filled her vision, and she suddenly collapsed. With a blissful look on her face, the tsukumogami pushed her into the emergency room. At this rate, she was afraid she'd develop some strange preferences! Update schedule: Usually every other day, but if I'm stuck, every two days. Updates are in the morning. If it's past noon, don't wait up. Love you all, mwah. Theme: