Entering a Company From Another World!?

Weapons, weapons, weapons, weapons.

A document with a checklist placed on a long, unnatural desk compared to a pile of weapons as far as the eye can see.

"Hands, are you sure you want to confirm this?

"I don't know, you're the only one who's a decent dungeon tester, coming from a different country than Japan, right? We even tried a lot to match it. That would make you want to experiment."

"That's why it's so much more..."

I found the amount of equipment on the mobile caster to be more troublesome than Evia could have imagined.

Hands, the manager of a familiar weapon shop, laughs and says there are more, but there is no longer a bitter smile.

I often say I have to laugh when it's hard, but this isn't funny.

I've never used a three-section stick before.

"Oh, that's okay. I just need you to attack me and check my condition."

Well then...

I thought it was Nunchaku, and when I tried it, it was a three-section stick because it was divided into three parts.

I didn't know how to use it when I saw the weapon hanging from the prairie. I swing it around like a kung fu movie for now, but I knew it didn't suit me.

There are other strange forms of weaponry like Jamadahal, Iron Fan, Chakram, Shooter, and Hammer that people want to put in.

"Well, the chainsaw is not a weapon."

I heard that some people in this world are waving around fighting for it.

"Part, part. It's not a realistic guy either. I don't think so, if someone were to swing this weapon around and attack the dungeon."

"Isn't that interesting? First of all, you don't think the weapons we make can withstand the battle."

"I'm telling you because I didn't think about it, it's bad, right? such as sharpness."

"Ow! I'll cut you to the scale of a junior dragon!!

"You're not a beginner at that point, you're a giant."

If I hold the chainsaw in my hand, instead of working with petrol like the guy on earth, I will run magic through the magic stone, and if I try to run my magic through it, it will perform better than this guy? The blade that arrives in the chain turns in a smooth motion that makes you think.

Unfortunately, it's easier to use than the three-section stick.

Beautiful balance and use are also contemplated.

"By the way, what's the price?

That's a million and a half.

"Rejected, you idiot."

"What an idiot!! It's the cheapest prototype!! And I made it because it's a weapon that's famous in your world!!

"It's expensive, bokeh! And it's definitely for movies and stuff!

"No, online."

Where's the information?

Both the owners of this store are somehow getting along longer, but the word "self-weight" is still missing from their heads.

There are cases where the price is applied when checking the items.

I'm worried about the future.

"So, what do you want me to do? You don't just pretend, do you?

"Wow, I made monsters in every level of dungeon over there to match the hardest ones. So check it out."

"Surprisingly decent and helpful. I thought I'd let you fight the right monsters."

"I don't care how much time I have to do that."

"Must be."

Regardless of the contents of the weapon, the way it was done was decent.

But how do you test the defenses if the weapon is good?

"By the way, how do you test your armor?

You're supposed to get attacked by wearing something like that.

"Are you kidding me?

"I'm kidding! That's exactly what I wouldn't do. Well, try it on and see how easy it is to move!

Your jokes sometimes don't sound like jokes, but I can't keep them in my mind.

I'll call Hands when I get started, then I'll be flexible, loosen my body, and then I'll take my weapon.

Honestly, if you give me the weapon I'm supposed to cut now, most things will fall apart.

If only it had the strength of a monster appearing in the hierarchy near the entrance to the dungeon.

That's why.

Nh ~, is this it?

"No, no, it's as strong as an iron golem."

It is said that I cut it because I cut it, even if I get a tickle that it is not there.

However, unlike mining trees, only weapons prepared for beginners are not enough.

It was difficult to cut.

"Shouldn't this sham sticker be turned for beginners? More than that, it's just too fine."

I don't know.

I wonder if it is a curved sword with a sleigh, a single-blade sword that can be shaken with one hand.

The feeling of shaking is light and sharp.

It is not uncomfortable to use.

So far, we have tested the estock of familiar daggers and stabbing weapons, focusing on shorter daggers, swords and swords.

One job is short because it only cuts off, but it takes time in addition to thinking because it has to be repeated.

It starts at eight in the morning, but somehow it's almost noon.

After a few or 30 minutes, you can enter the lunch break.

Nevertheless, the checklist is still in progress, but less than half.

When I tried to reach out to the pet bottle on the long desk to replenish the moisture, it took longer than I expected.

"Bravo!! Excellent! Is that a technique called Japanese samurai iron slashing?!

A voice sounds in a space that should be empty except for those involved.

I thought something happened and looked at the voice, and there was a group guest at the entrance to the training facility.

It is also a human organization, not another species like the Demon King Army.

One of them applauded and shouted joy.

As far as you can tell, Italian?

We can see the same white race and black people around us, and the same yellow race as we in Japan.

Around twenty people, the sex ratio is about the same.

The difference in physical condition is still different from that of the Japanese simply because it is foreign.

As far as I can see, there are about three male demons and vampires and female giant guides.

"Is that a second-year student?"

I heard that the joining ceremony was still ahead, but did you come in early? You don't have to get involved in a bad way while thinking about it.

We'll just pardon him a little and go back to testing the weapons.

Being here means I'm on a tour with permission, and if there's nothing wrong with the company, it's not my concern.

I have repeatedly tested various weapon piles.

"Hey, Hands, I'm still here. What happened?

A tour will suffice.

And yet, the second-year students are still not far from the scene.

"No, it looks like the testers are making a scene."

"Trouble?

"No, I think it's all right that the guide doesn't tell me."

Hans is right. I can see some testers saying something to the conductor just now.

Some of them are shadowboxing.

Looks like they're trying to calm down.

Unlike the Japanese, foreigners try to call Hands to continue the test while thinking that they are active in various ways.

"Jillo, I'm sorry to interrupt the test, but could you do me a favor?

The Devil's Conductor called me.

He's the same demon in HR as Suela, and he's been face-to-face several times.

It's not like we don't know each other.

"Is there a problem?

"Ah, I finished engraving my magic crest in the morning, but I've been holding back my strength for a while. He wants to see what you can do and see how well your power works."

"Teacher, I think it would be a pleasure to talk to the demon king."

Apparently, there are people who are getting a little more powerful with the magic crest.

Does it feel like the Demon King Army is too powerful to be defeated by anyone?

The devil's man laughs bitterly, impressed that he is setting a losing flag, and asks me to give him a farewell name if I don't leave him alone.

"I don't think it's safe to leave it with him. In that regard, would you be willing to help me?

This demon looks European.

That may be why they chose me to lead them, but these jokes are also like that.

Just like the instructors, we don't do anything to make it impossible to get back together with a single blow.

That's why.

"You want everybody to be with you?

"No, I'm going to pick about three people here."

"You know, you're busy, right?

"Please go there."

"... okay."

"Thanks."

I don't have time for all of them.

So I had nails there beforehand, but I was glad that the devil's man also knew about them, even though I was reluctant to accept them, so I went back to the second-year students with my feet.

"You're in trouble."

"Well, I'll take care of it."

"Be careful and lose."

"Or if you lose, the instructors will squeeze you out."

Thanks to this, the weapon test is over.

It seems like there was one agony, but the three of them were chosen to walk here.

One is an Italian-like man who applauded earlier.

The second is a nice black man.

Americans, perhaps?

The third is a woman of the same yellow race as me. I don't think she's Asian, but I don't know where she is.

"Hey, Samurai! Nice to meet you!

"Hmm! You think he's the most powerful tester? I'll make you laugh."

"I agree."

The first impression is bad except Italian.

It's not an atmosphere where you can respond with a smile if you are very good at Japanese.

"Welcome to MAOcorporation, I'm Jiro Tanaka. It's going to be your seniors."

Still, one of the sales smiles comes to mind as a social person.

If you put out your right hand and ask for a handshake, the Italian man will grasp it back honestly, but the other two will laugh on one side and stare cold on the other.

"I'm Benito, Benito Carini. Benny's fine. Hey, I didn't expect to see a Japanese samurai listening to rumors. I'd love to get along! Oh, excuse me if you're older."

Benny, the man in front of me, seems like a good person because he is dealing with such a problem.

You're so happy. Nico smiles and his beard looks good on you again.

"Nice to meet you, Benny, and you both. And unfortunately, I'm at work, and I can't deal with you for a long time, and I'm sorry, but can you pick up a weapon from that mountain quickly? I don't mind if I don't have to."

It might be nice to have a chat with him like that, but unfortunately this is the way to stop at work right now.

I'm sorry about Benny, but I need you to do it quickly.

Reacts to my voice and shows a different reaction from the three of us.

Benny looks happy, and the black man snorts his nose and stares.

And the rest of the women.

"I don't need weapons. I was still a teacher at the Tai Chi dojo."

I thought it was a powerful statement like Kitami, but I said to the woman I was the first to walk towards.

Well, then I'll take care of you with my bare hands.

I couldn't use my weapon, but I walked by with my bare hands.

Perhaps because I felt licked by that attitude, wrinkles appeared between my beautiful eyebrows and I was stared at.

She leaves her bag with a nearby giant and stands still.

Her gaze is sharp enough for ordinary people to be pressured by the temper.

"What's wrong? Get ready!"

The voice is also sharp and powerful.

"Because the natural body is my attitude. Anytime."

It's just a story compared to ordinary people.

As far as I'm concerned, it's like a breeze.

"Don't lick it!

And speaking of her, who doesn't like my attitude, did you think she was hurting her brazenness as a martial artist?

I'm relentlessly stepping into that proud fist and throwing it at me.

The movement is indeed smooth and quick.

I use my body enhanced by magic crests very well.

But...

"Yes, this is my win"

After all, it's still within common sense.

If I'm out of common sense, I can fully observe the motion and return the same motion even if I act first.

Copy all the movements from her step to punch, and only change the punch location from peep to face to edge.

But accompanied by a storm of more than her stepping and fist pressure.

"Now, please."

Until I couldn't care less about my hair falling apart, I looked for my next opponent with a cold, sweaty girlfriend to see where my confidence had gone.

One word today.

That's the difference in experience.