Too Much Overthinking About Swords and Blades Needs Treatment. Don't Give Up.

That day, this is what happened...

[System: Host! Don't be fooled by their faces! We've entered a hell-level scenario!! You have to know, they'll be smiling this second, but the next they'll send us to meet the King of Hell! The knives at their waists aren't for preserving history, they're for cutting you down!! (╯°Д°)╯︵]

And so, things turned into this ↓

Online plea for the coordinates of the Honmaru whose colleague is carrying an assault rifle and mowing them down in 5-4

Begging for detailed information on the big shot who held a Peashooter and drove off the Kebiishi

A rundown of the great sword who wore a 50,000-yuan floor-length gown and still pulled off an unbelievably cool performance on a night-battle map

That day, I saw a bride-dressed loli summon a meteor with a life-size fan, sending a trashy sani flying, or maybe smashing them to bits

This is the story of a System carrying a gigantic golden finger, constantly imagining enemies in the air, and its baffled Host becoming excessively cautious. They arrive in a world they think is dangerous, but there's actually nothing going on. Time and space are just often unstable, causing them to transmigrate. A grand-scale funeral pyre of a story~~

Please note:

1. This story is over-the-top! None of the otome scenarios you can imagine are here, but every kind of love-triangle showdown you can't imagine is.

2. The main world is Touken Ranbu, but depending on how things go, they may transmigrate to other worlds.

3. I got the urge to write, so updates will be spontaneous.

Theme: Stay strong and keep going. Someday, everything will be all right