[Crossover] The Tsukumogami Child-Rearing Handbook

Honmaru SE64 welcomed a new master. Inagaki Ryusei, age six, has mild autism and is nonverbal. The tsukumogami must take full responsibility for all his daily needs, from meals and clothing to getting around. The tsukumogami: … Everyone who wants to jump into the forge, line up! A heartwarming story about a group of tsukumogami fathers with emotional scars and a son of a master with emotional scars, healing one another in their everyday lives. P.S. 1. No romance, just the wholesome daily life of raising a child. 2. A few swords in this honmaru have unusual personalities, but it’s only a little distortion caused by emotional scars. They’re perfectly normal most of the time, and none have fallen into corruption. 3. The swords are good at coaxing children, so the protagonist’s attitude changes a little every few chapters. If you feel his personality is inconsistent from one part to another, that’s normal. But if you think the story jumps around too much, that’s because I didn’t write the transitions well. 4. There is no main plot, just everyday life, everyday life, everyday life, with a little mischief thrown in. It’ll be hard to watch the swords conquer the world. A quick ad for my new story! A Honkai: Star Rail fanfic, paired with Stelle. Sisters, why not give it a try?! [Honkai: Star Rail] The Masked Fool Is Looking for Fun Again Today Jile is a Masked Fool. Every now and then, he moonlights as a thief, a con artist, or an illegal stowaway. In short, he’s better at his side hustles than his actual job, so his fellow Fools all praise him: “You’re nuts, and addicted to having fun.” Jile doesn’t deny it. And he’s touched that his colleagues understand him so well. After all, as everyone knows, the Masked Fools’ relationships with one another are a joke, just like Aha the Aeon of Elation himself. Jile loves jokes, so he likes his colleagues a lot too. Every now and then, he goes looking for fun with them. But lately, he’s found a new toy. Someone who had a Stellaron shoved into them and can still go around causing trouble. Ever since meeting them, Jile can’t stop thinking about them. Are they really human? Do they have organs? If they do, why weren’t they pulverized by the Stellaron? If they don’t, what keeps them alive? Jile can’t help gently stroking Stelle’s chest. Ah, he’s so curious. He wants to cut them open and take a look. What’s beating beneath his palm: a heart, or a Stellaron? I want to try out a more unusual protagonist, so the new lead is a morally gray fun-seeker who leans toward evil. Come on, take a look! Take a look! Take a look! Book ID: 9359429, or you can find it by visiting my author page! =3= Love you all! Theme: Care for children and respect the elderly.