[Touken Ranbu] The Saniwa Is Working Overtime Again Today

I thought that once I arrived at the Honmaru, I'd get to enjoy a happy, peaceful retirement. So why does it feel like I've taken on another job, and one without pay at that?

At least all the Tsukumogami in the Honmaru are very well-behaved, adding plenty of color to your otherwise ordinary life.

"Anyway... you'll love me from now on, right, Master?"

Your starter sword, Kashuu Kiyomitsu, says.

But heaven knows how you managed to coax your own sword back after he ran away from home!

Still, you remember the morning he returned. The light dispelled the night fog, and the rising sun streamed through a half-open window. The shadowy shapes of leafy summer branches fell across the room. He stood in a gentle golden glow, dappled light flickering around him. Golden motes danced in the air, making his smile seem even brighter.

"This means I'm loved, right? It really is true that neither this Honmaru nor you, Master, can do without me."

"I have no complaints about any of your orders, Master... It's just... the Honmaru has run out of money." Heshikiri Hasebe patted his already-empty frog-shaped purse and said gravely.

But you know he has never complained about anything wrong with this Honmaru.

He may even be the sword who stays true to his loyalty to the very end.

"Maybe, just as you said, a hundred years from now we'll be swords who have lost our master. The Honmaru may gradually fall into decline, and some of the swords may become badly worn with time. But I, Heshikiri Hasebe, will never forget being loved."

"Anyway... maybe it's because of some problem with the time-space transporter, but we might end up in another world and have an unexpected adventure or two?"

Though Tsurumaru Kuninaga was always pulling pranks that surprised people, getting caught and beaten for it, he never let anyone down when it mattered. This time was no different: he hit the nail on the head and revealed the reason for your disappearance.

Your journey during the time you were missing was extremely dangerous, but it was also filled with a longing for freedom.

Perhaps, just as others said, the swords of the "Flower District" were very dangerous, always on the verge of corruption, and quite unfriendly to you, their newly arrived temporary master.

But luckily, after years of struggling to get by in society, you weren't so easy to bully.

But you won't ask or suggest that they make peace with the suffering of their past. Your casual words of comfort can't take on their past pain for them, and no hardship can be praised as the foundation of future success. Suffering is suffering, and every wound leaves a mark.

The present they struggled through, one second at a time, might someday become a story they casually recount with a self-mocking laugh. But they can't simply turn it into something in the past that they can chat about as if nothing happened.

Hearing their radical plans and all the resentment in their hearts, the servile airs they'd been forced to put on after enduring humiliation and subjugation vanished. The fierce pride of swords forged for battle returned to them.

You watched them quietly, let out a deep breath, and smiled.

"Go for it. Be bold."

You really had no idea how you'd gotten so involved with that guy Dazai Osamu. Was it just because you'd once been his "mom"?

Dazai Osamu took your hand and complained with heartfelt emotion and tearful eyes, "Then what about all the memories between me and you, Miss?"

You hurriedly gestured for the swordsmen who'd drawn their blades in perfect unison to put them away. Looking helplessly at Dazai, who was pretending to be pitiful, you put on an innocent, bewildered expression of your own and gave him a taste of his own medicine.

"I-I guess... I guess it means you have a good memory."

In short, this is the daily life of a flower-growing, office-worker Saniwa and her Honmaru.

You work hard to give your swords a better life x the swords do their best to give their long-awaited master a good life.

Cute everyday moments in the Honmaru, with various events and missions dropping in at random.

* Includes Honmaru daily life, the Saniwa's real world, other worlds, and more.

* I write what I want to read. There may be OOC moments, so please understand.

* If this isn't to your taste, please move along. There's no need to leave comments that disturb other readers and the author.

Theme: Love is always a two-way journey