A political affairs employee codenamed "Black Fox" accepted a transfer to investigate cases of corrupted Honmaru belonging to Saniwa, taking on the role of a sword warrior. Unexpectedly, he only discovered during the time-space transition that the Sword Warrior Roleplay System and the Saniwa Roleplay System had issued the wrong assignments and switched them by mistake.
He regretfully reported the situation to his superior, only to be told that it could not be changed and he would have to continue his missions with this System. He then traveled to various worlds.
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"No particular order"
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1. (Fake) gentle, frail Saniwa with a terminal illness: Given an urgent assignment, he takes over temporarily as the second Saniwa. The two were supposed to keep out of each other's way until his term ended, but at the very end, he is asked to become the official Saniwa.
2. Combat-focused Saniwa: A woman, but so handsome that other Saniwa regularly mistake her for a newly arrived sword warrior.
3. Child Saniwa: With a long growing-up period, this serious little dog-demon cub loves discussing matters in a solemn manner while wearing an earnest expression on a chubby baby face.
4. (Fake) socially anxious young boy Saniwa: For the sake of their aruji's health, the corrupted swords are forced to raise their scouting to the maximum, hoping to find him and bring him outside to bask in the sun.
5. A young female Saniwa who may have been betrayed and had a child as a teenager
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"Notes about this premise"
1. This may never become a full story; it's just an idea I had on a whim.
2. OOC, poor writing.
3. Updates whenever inspiration strikes; I love revising.
Theme: There's a Saniwa out there for everyone.
