The Sensesi of Honmaru A has always been the subject of gossip among the other Sensesi. After all, no one else could be called the "sword family's favorite." What kind of story could a child raised by sword tsukumogami have?
Japanese in the style of Heian-kyo, proper French, ancient Chinese from the Flower Kingdom: if you can think of it, he can do it. Only those who've been through hardship are forced to learn all these visible-light and invisible-light skills.
Was it the white lab coat, the teacher of ancient languages, or the scumbag boss and his partner? What exactly have you been through? I want to know...
The gods' cold love gave you its last shred, without reservation. If you truly can't find somewhere to belong, make the place beneath the thousand-year cherry tree your home.
Honmaru A, S-Rank Sensesi, (Mikazuki) Landis
[For example: Mo Lan really couldn't think of anything else, so I'm starting this story. It may not be very pleasant. I've grown a lot this year, and the outline brings together my thoughts from the past year. It's not exactly a sweet little romance. We'll see how I feel as I go...]
Theme: Amid the vast sea of people, you can always find the place where you belong at last.
My favorite author is finally updated