On a clear morning, Nohara Shinnosuke inexplicably transmigrated.
Inexplicably, he became a Saniwa.
Inexplicably, he became the youngest Saniwa.
Hi, miss!
My name is Nohara Shinnosuke.
I'm five years old.
I like chocolate biscuits.
I hate carrots and green peppers the most.
Miss, do you put scallions in your natto?
Miss, do you like carrots and green peppers?
I'd like one order of your love to go.
Miss, would you like to take a ride on my tricycle?
And so, his "riotous and dissolute life" inexplicably began.
Note: This is a rewrite of my earlier story, The Little Brat of Touken Ranbu, which I also posted on Jinjiang. I couldn't find the account anymore (?-ι_-`), so I rewrote it. The content might be changed a tiny bit ^o^
If you have strong feelings about romantic exclusivity, please don't read this.
Theme: Comedy
Madam, as long as you are willing to write, I dare to wait and keep waiting. I remember I read yours when I was in junior high school, but you never wrote.
I seriously suspect that the kaomoji make up more than half of the word count
It's like seeing Seiko Obasan from Crayon Shin-chan
My wife is back 😭 😭 😭 Update update!!!!!
Madam, please come back and check for more updates~ Update~ Madam
There are only a few people in Jinjiang who can keep writing about Crayon Shin-chan, come on, ma'am.
Wife is coming. Wife is coming from all over. Please update quickly.
Author, come on, rice, hungry ヽ(??▽?)ノ
Damn, you finally updated. Please update quickly. It's already February.
Shock!!! My wife is resurrected!