The Nichirin Blade Broke Again

This Yuejin was a swordswoman in the Demon Slayer Corps. After she transmigrated, her blade broke. It could always be repaired, so it wasn't a big deal. At the time, she calmly accepted an invitation from a scheming Gojo cat and became a jujutsu sorcerer, carrying her broken sword. But after entering the world of jujutsu, she discovered that nothing was as simple as she had imagined. Her younger brother Yuji was sentenced to death by the jujutsu world, someone planted a deadly trap at the sorcery exam, and a girl no one was allowed to touch mysteriously disappeared... Then a strange woman appeared, trying to replace This Yuejin and compete for Gojo Cat, though that did not seem to be her true aim. One bizarre mystery after another followed, shrouded in layers of fog. By chance, This Yuejin transmigrated again and met the strongest sorcerer as a boy. She fell in love with the strongest. Then she made a decision that saved everyone from their regrets and changed the past. But changing the timeline came at a price. Everyone would forget her. Reader's Guide 1. Everyone survives. 2. Many elements are the author's own inventions. Here's a Touken Ranbu novel coming soon: The Tsukumogami's Wife Yukishiro Chitaki was offered as a sacrifice to the gods. It was the dead of winter, with frost whitening the land. If she hadn't met the two warriors who called themselves Genji, wearing white wedding robes, she might have frozen to death in the snowy night. Her heart was full of gratitude. Until they brought her into a luxurious courtyard. Everything changed. A darkened citadel, whose swords had endured several generations of masters, welcomed a new lord. From the woman who seemed too frail to be the citadel's master, they received the freedom they had long awaited. But soon, the swords were no longer satisfied. They had once been cold steel, but now they took human form and possessed hearts burning with passion. Thereafter, on countless nights, swords would quietly stand beneath the covered walkway, under trees, and in other places, gazing upward. They could no longer tell whether they were looking at the sky, the clouds, or the moon, or at their master, living in a high tower and refusing to bow her head and draw close to them. "She was offered as a wife to the gods. Why can't I be that god?" Mildly coercive, dark swordsmen bickering over each other. Pairing undecided. Theme: May all kind and beautiful people live long lives