A Mid-level (Middle-aged) Office Worker’s Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

After tea time after dinner, as usual, everyone was coming back to their room with a decree from Grandpa Elvis saying, "Well, go to sleep".

Takeo finished preparing his bath and was mattered in his study.

"Dear Takeo, I'm going because I'm ready.

"I'm going-"

"Kiku.

"Nha."

"... Tun."

"Yes, go.

Alice, who finished her dominance, opens the door on the bedroom side and walks out the door on the aisle side as she greets Takeo.

The little ones are also headed for the bath with Alice, but a little one is depressed.

"Ahhh... Sue, as you requested, I also made a water bucket.

"Tun!? Tun" "

Sue happily heads to the bathroom.

Looking at everyone like that, "It's kind of weird to hate hot water even though you're a firebird, isn't it? I thought."

"Well, shall I write a lot?

Takeo took notes and started graffiti.

Takeo had written many schematic drawings of the training ground for the test platoon from earlier.

I remember him saying to the Arkins this morning, "I'll give them the dossier".

"In the meantime, I asked the Howard Chamber of Commerce to buy it all, so it'll be beautiful in there, won't it?

As for building the Cora's cabins around here... and then you want a simple rest stop and a roof in where the shooting starts...

Mm-hmm... I wonder how much the easy stuff will cost... I wonder if the cost of building construction can be twisted with the cost of buying wood.

Takeo had written in the diagram what he thought was necessary for the training ground of the test platoon, but he was looking at the minimum amount of things because whatever he wanted would come out.

"The border between the square, the trail, the shooting start site and the woods is good because we lay stones to make the water better... and ask Anita and the others around to create a site boundary... I wonder if the surrounding walls will still be around after all the test platoons are in place.

But hey, I'd like to practice shooting... there's no crowd if you're on a morning stroll, and if you put up a wire or string that's off-limits as originally thought?

But in case there is, and... right now, don't shoot 1000 meters. Is it easier to put it down?

When that happens... is it necessary to target at about 500m?

Oh, but you also need a close-range target for the test platoon... "

Takeo doesn't do it in front of everyone, but when he's alone, he has ideas with his mouth out... at least Takeo thinks so, but he has quite a mouthful out there.

"... do you even smoke?

Takeo opened the window a little and took out the xels and began to bob in a relaxed position.

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"Mm-hmm..."

I was worried about the bell noise as I sat in front of the drawing bench at the work place and put my arms together.

"Suzune, it's dinner."

Sarita comes to get you.

"Oh, yes, I get it.

"Hmm? I was in front of the drawing stand earlier, but you didn't write one.

"Um... my image hasn't solidified.

Still angry.

"Huh. Dear Kitamizato, are you related?

"Yes. They're telling me to modify my small gun...

I need to show Taylor the image diagram in the near future, where I wrote it from... "

"Oh. That sounds like fun without delivery time, too.

There's... there's a fix.

Sarita peeks into the ringtone at hand.

"Yes."

In order to write the drawings in ink, it is basic to fill them with paper and tonal colors in case of mistake, but the craftsmen did not like to use the correction solution as a half-service proof.

Bell sounds were taught that way, too, and I tried to imagine the image as close to perfection before writing it.

If Takeo were here, he would say, "I wish I had written before I bothered".

The drawing Takeo used to do was dominated by CAD drawing, I basically didn't do handwritten drawing, and I had only done so when fixing old drawings.

The most important difference between a CAD drawing and a handwritten drawing is the drawing time it takes to draw the same object.

Writing lines and turning them off takes different steps.

Takeo is accustomed to thinking and improving while writing more and more of the same drawings, so there is no idea of writing after consideration (...).

So if I saw the current ringtone, I would tilt my neck.

"... I'm looking at the drawings Mr. Baines and the others wrote...

I wonder if it would be a good idea to write this down first?

The ringtone begins to think again as I look at the material.

"Ha... Suzune, just have dinner before you think about it.

Sarita forcefully points the bell-tone thought at the rice.

I know Sarita should be allowed to draw for a long time in a row as well, but now she seems to have decided to fill her stomach first.

"Right... we'll have dinner first.

Ringtones took their seats and headed to the dining room with Salita.

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"Oh... yeah, I have to think about erasers.

I recall when Takeo finished writing a maintenance plan for the training ground for the test platoon that he would give to Arkin.

"The pencil principle is lead... charcoal sticks to paper, right?

So when the paper rubs against each other, it seeps.

Erasers are about peeling off attached charcoal.

So I can't erase stained things like ballpoint pens and sign pens, but...

Peel off...?

Takeo begins his idea as he flattens his hands and releases them.

And the door on the bedroom side was knocked, "Master Takeo, are you there?" and Alice comes in.

"I'm here. Did you finish your bath?

"Yes."

Alice nods happily.

"Lord, we will sleep."

The little ones nod at Mia's words.

"Yes, I understand.

And how about everyone's little room?

"Kew?

"Nha?... Nha."

"Tun!"

The little ones are looking at each other and saying something.

"Mm-hmm... Lord, is that... good?

Mia stands for me and says OzOz.

"Yes, yes, what is it?

"That little room is good too, but I want a big couch in the middle of the room where everyone can sleep..."

"Hmm?... hehe, I get it.

I'll go buy it tomorrow. Is that okay?

"Kiyu."

"Nha."

"Tun."

"Yes"

The little ones squirmed happily.