Labyrinth Restaurant

Ladies and gentlemen, how are you doing today?

Ex-brainer. I, Lisa Ituhashi, was facing an unprecedented type of crisis at home in Japan. More specifically, I see my own learning desk, with an unfamiliar object on top of it, currently in a progressive, dazzling and unpleasant sweat.

Would it be a euphemism to describe the name of that object as "beggar"? But the trouble is, I'm not talking about the old flat glass balls toys I miss.

"Pistol (Hajiki)". Some call it an iron gun, a pistol, a chaka, etc., but that kind of glowing metal mass was on my desk at some point anyway. Even the same weapons are familiar to the Brave Age if they are swords or spears, but something called a firearm has a unique power. As an earthgrower, I feel more like a vid as a weapon than a blade in a way.

"Hey, why...?

Needless to say, it is a serious offence for a civilian to possess this item in Japan. Assuming a third party walks into this room right now and is witnessed, it will be quite a mess.

Was it because I was confused about what to do? Perhaps I should not have inadvertently touched it in this situation, but I took a heavy pistol and realized it.

"... Mr. Holy Sword?

It's called a unique magical stream when you touch it, which is difficult to describe in words, but anyway, I realized who my pistol was by remembering that kind of fantasy-looking feeling the moment I touched it.

[What's wrong, my lord?

A blackening pistol changed color and appearance in front of me, and Mr. Holy Sword became a silver little bird (recently upgraded to change color or be able to speak out). I exhaled relieved and then asked.

"Why were you wearing a gun?

[Um, because it's a type of weapon that's not in the original world. I was trying to find out if I could reproduce the structure on the Internet.]

Apparently, that's what happened. Speaking of which, I think you've been doing some research on my smartphone lately, but that must have been looking into how guns are made.

[Apparently even weapons that are not in the original world can be reproduced without problems as long as the structure is known. I can't exactly be a gunpowder either, but if we make a magical little explosion in the barrel, we'll also be able to fly bullets, just like normal firearms as a result. Bullets can be generated infinitely, so they're not even out of ammo]

The result seemed to be success. I feel like I could naturally grasp how to use it if I touched it earlier when it was in the shape of a gun, and I would definitely use it if I wanted to. No, I don't have any plans to use it though.

"But don't ever look like that in public"

Because if I'm seen, my life could end with a gun blade violation. I said to Mr. Holy Sword emphatically, "Absolutely".

[Um, okay. Let's not be like this in public.]

Mr. Holy Sword also admitted that he understood. This matter did not settle….

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The next day, there was a much bigger firearm in my room than yesterday's pistol.

[My Lord, you said it wasn't a good idea with a pistol, so I tried to recreate an objective (anti-material) sniper gun (rifle) today. Theoretically, the maximum range is more than two kilometers, and at close range, about five centimeters of iron plate is penetrable]

Apparently, Mr. Holy Sword misunderstood what I said. It certainly hasn't turned into a pistol, but things are getting worse.

I told Mr. Holy Sword, who talks about specs hot sometime, this time without misunderstanding.

"... you know, gun possession itself is forbidden in this country, so I was wondering if you could stop being a gun figure regardless of the type"

[Was it, too bad. Then let's just say we'll be careful in the future]

Apparently, you understand. Now the crisis of violating the Gun Knife Act left......

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Plus the next day, there was an anti-tank rocket cannon in my room.

[It's not a gun, so let's make it a problem?

"It's out."

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Furthermore, the next day, the structure, though seemingly radical, ran around with the real itself tanks sounding Caterpillar. Exactly. They didn't even know the detailed structure online, but they analyzed and reproduced it independently from online videos and materials.

The next day a super small stealth fighter flew through the room, and the next day a miniature-sized battleship Yamato was sailing in the bathroom.

Once you get here, it seems like the crisis of gun blade violation has left, and if you think calmly in the first place, even if people see you, you will be deluded if you change your appearance instantly. I mean, to be honest, it's time to be surprised, tired, and I don't care.

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[I was going to try intercontinental ballistic ballistics (ICBM) next] [Train cannon, that inspires romance] [Now it's time to create a complete panjan drum] [Submarine would be nice. In my case, power becomes magic, not nuclear.]

"Oh, I don't know, but good luck."

It's also because of the mixing of jargon along the way, and honestly it's like I don't know what words mean. These days I just get a proper raw reply back.

I'm sure what Mr. Holy Sword does won't be so bad. All I could do was believe so and escape even from the reality in front of me.