The Night Rabbit's Honmaru

My name is Xiaoming. My codename is Night Rabbit.

I like eating, I'm good at eating, and my life's goal is to find the Creator who named me and then forgot all about me.

On the way, I became a Saniwa by chance. Room and board included, with a monthly salary of ten thousand koban. Everything is perfect, except the Honmaru is as run-down as a haunted house, every single sword warrior has fallen to corruption, and Fox Suke looks at me like I'm a difficult shipment to handle.

I planned to take the job easy: eat, sleep, fix up the house, and save my salary. Eating comes first, home repairs can wait, and men don't even make my top thirty-seven.

But this bunch of sword tsukumogami wouldn't have it. The first night, my spiritual power went out of control, and Ookurikara climbed into my bed. The next day, they started taking turns on bedroom duty. When I called them out, they stopped for two days, and then... Then they held a strategy meeting. The topic was "How to get the Saniwa to look at us one more time." I'm not speaking figuratively. They literally held a meeting. Do these guys think I really can't tell what they're up to? I'm just too lazy to call them out. Besides, the food would taste worse if I did.

Later, while tracking down clues about the Creator, I went to Yokohama to find the Gravity Manipulator. Dazai Osamu mistook me for "Chuuya's long-lost sister" and invited me to eat at the Port Mafia cafeteria. I also went to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, where I stood on a half-finished building with my silver-white Six Eyes look and ranted about the entire storyline from beginning to end. The Shibuya Incident was more nauseating than Hijikata's natto mixed with mayonnaise. Some people torment characters, some torment readers, and this author excels at both.

Anyway, the world is vast, but food comes first! I'll find the Creator, save my salary, and see what new tricks these sword warriors come up with.

I hold up my umbrella and step into the next world.

After all, transmigrate is free.

Premise: On the surface, it's a Saniwa's Honmaru, but in reality, it's a Night Rabbit's cafeteria. In short: Any sword that enters the Honmaru has to learn how to make rice balls.