On a sunny afternoon
I was pestered by a strange fox who said he wanted to take me to a place called Honmaru to have fun.
But! Please tell me what this ugly, black-smelling thing is! ! !
Etc! What is it holding in its hand? It's a knife! What a real knife! ! !
Etc! Don't cut there! Good luck! I'm going to have no descendants! ! !
Help! Grandma, I want to go home! ! !
Because of some accident, Xianichiro finally inherited a broken honmaru and a bunch of problem swords...
Enjoy happiness... Nowhere in sight...
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The author's writing style is written by a primary school student. It is purely for love. Please feel free to spray it.
The author still has to go to school, so updates are not guaranteed.
Ooc apologizes
Purpose: World peace