Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

Lute, twelve.

Me and the lady are safe, and we're going to get a place in the Maya Dragoon family.

It was a little different from the reaction I expected, but if you welcome me, no problem.

She is first led to the bathroom to relieve the fatigue of the journey in her favor.

I took off my clothes at the stripper and went into the bathroom.

"Ooh..."

There is plenty of water in the bathroom that seems big enough to swim.

There were even soaps, towels, and new barrels.

That's the genius magic tool developer named after the Dragon Man continent.

He hasn't had any trouble with the money.

Wash the body without scraping with soap and remove dirt.

Almost for the first time since I was reincarnated into this other world, I soaked myself in hot water to my shoulders.

"Ah - come back to life. I knew a bath would be nice."

Though he did not swim, he soaked himself in a spacious tub and stretched out his hands and feet to indulge.

Upon getting out of the bath, a change of clothes was available.

Traditional costumes worn by men of the Dragon race were beautifully folded and placed.

The design is similar to the Kung Fu costume in China in previous life.

Features short sleeves and seven-length trousers.

Out in the hallway, the maid waits and leads her to the dining room.

In front of the dining room where I was guided, I bowled in with the lady who came up from the bath.

She was also in a traditional costume dragon dress worn by a dragon racial woman.

The woman's dragon dress remains the same as the Chinese clothing design.

My eyes unexpectedly go to the thin thick crotch peeking from the slit on the bright red dragon dress.

"Whoa, my leg's slipping - (stick)"

Continue deliberately and watch the lady in her dragon dress up close.

Thin ankles, slightly red-dyed thighs in hot water.

I can tell that Tulu's complexion is still damp and would definitely feel good if I touched it.

It was because it was a young limb that it was releasing its treacherous charm.

If you see a current lady all over the city in her previous life, you're confident to stalk her!

The lady dyes her hot skin even more red and gently hides her feet with a mini blackboard.

That's adorable again.

I cough deliberately to remove the dirt from the floor.

Danger. I almost fell in love with the lady.

We then ask the maid to open the door and enter the dining room.

"I've been waiting for you, Lute. God, Mr. Chris."

Maya Dragoon, the lord of the mansion, welcomed me with a full smile.

She is eighteen years old.

Sleeves through the same red dragon dress as the lady.

Her chest is big, her hips are limp, and her legs are as long as a slack and model.

Her face is also beautiful enough to be complimented by a hundred out of a hundred.

Apart from the two dragon horns stretching from the head, they look almost no different than the race.

She comes to recommend a meal in a favorable manner.

"Looks like we need to talk, why don't you enjoy your meal first? My cook made it for both of you."

It's transported on Mayer's signal.

The food was rounded and placed narrowly on a table with a double structure.

Yes, it's a Chinese table.

Steamed meat.

Light brown tea like oolong tea.

There are other dragon bags, spring rolls, baked, dumplings, water dumplings and more - a world of Chinese tea drinking spreads.

Our stomachs chirp as we reduced our meals and saved money on possession to travel from the Demon Continent to the Dragon Continent.

Don't hesitate to eat, both of you.

Maya recommended me, and me and the lady thanked me and reached for the dish.

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The three of us will eat up the dishes that filled the Chinese table.

Drinking a light brown tea similar to Oolong tea - which seems to be called brown (cha) - I asked Maya how she came here again.

He left the orphanage to start his own legion (Legion) and became an adventurer.

And being caught up in the hunt for a new adventurer, stripped of his figure, and fallen into slavery.

Luckily, Miss Chris' father - Count Dan Gate Blood - bought it and picked it up for his life.

Her parents, the benefactor, are currently imprisoned.

I honestly told her all that I had come to see Maya as much as I could rely on because I needed funds and information to take back my parents' house.

If you will cooperate, I promise to pay the necessary expenses + the corresponding gratuity from the Count Brad family after Chris' parents and the Count Brad family recapture.

The young lady nods her consent to this promise.

But Maya shook her head sideways at the offer.

"I don't want a gratuity. But instead, Lute, I have a favor to ask of God."

"Please?

Mayer rises from her chair and lays her hands in fist shape and in front of her chest as she kneels on the floor. And deep, I bowed my head.

It is transmitted by the skin that the maids who were serving take their breath.

"This attitude is reserved for those who show the greatest respect for the dragon race."

Maya explains.

Is that the dungeon you're talking about in Japan in your last life?

"Please, please... make this Maya Dragoon a Lute God disciple!

"So, what a disciple! Mayer, a genius magic tool developer, is in awe of her disciples!

"That's terrible! Lute, God, genius! You don't even have enough talent for the word genius!

"I've been wondering about you just now at that place, why are you putting 'God' on your name?

"What can I call someone who produces such wonderful magic tools without calling them God? I have no idea!

"Oh, I'm glad you feel... just a little bit like God"

"So what about 'Dear Lute'?

"Call me lute and forsaken"

"What about" Master Lute Ki "?

"No, that's why! He said it's okay to call it off! What do you mean," Master Lute "?

"I can't! He told me to call Master Lute away! I can't even tell you if your mouth is torn!

"... then you can put 'Dear' on it. Don't put 'ki-yun' on it."

I give up and sigh.

Maya is on the verge again.

"Then let me call you Master Lute. I will not leave your side for a moment until Master Lute has made me his disciple!

Maya goes on and screams.

"If Master Lute wants, I'll give you everything! Status, wealth, and mind and body! Everything! So please make me Master Lute's apprentice!

Come on, my lady's sad gaze hurts.

"Okay. Make it an apprentice. I don't need a mind or a body, so please help me rescue my husbands instead."

"Thank you. Happy!

Maya had a full smile that would even blow the sun away.

Sleepy with long journeys, full meals, and a release from the tension attached to cooperation.

It seems time for the lady to limit herself.

Sleep slowly today, talk more about it tomorrow, and I suggest we move forward with the plan.

The lady and Maya also agreed, and the day was dissolved.

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The next morning.

Me, the lady, and Meyer were gathered in a workshop side square on the property of the Mayer Mansion.

Ask Meyer to build dirt walls and foundations with magic.

Arrange bricks over the foundation.

In the meantime, check the condition of the gun.

For the first time in more than two years, I have had my own production of "S&W" and "AK47", deceived by the fake adventurers.

The revolver was also worn by the main spring of the iron shooting (hammer) and the needle shooting (firering pin). If wear had gone any further, it would not have been possible to properly tap and rupture the detonator (primer).

They haven't cleaned the inside of the cylinder either, so when pushing the empty cartridge out with the ejector rod, it didn't go smoothly.

If it had gotten worse, after the shooting, I would have had to slap the ejector rod with a hammer or something to drain the empty pod.

AK47 is just tough and doesn't seem particularly problematic. Maybe it was a good idea to build it after getting used to handling magical liquid metals.

Load the banana magazine and release the safety device.

to semi-automatic.

Pull the cocking handle and first move one bullet into the medicine room (chamber).

Shoot and smash bricks one at a time with a projectile.

It moves comfortably without being unwell.

That's the assault rifle (assault rifle) that was buried in the paddy field for about six months and was able to fire fine with the rusty, dirty AK that was later dug up.

I'm going to break it down later just in case.

"What do you think, Master Lute? Was there a problem?

"If you're a revolver, you need to adjust slightly, but neither seems to have a major malfunction"

The lady is not surprised and shows interest in the handgun.

Rather...

"Lute, brother, can you tell me how to use that magic tool, too?

I am actively trying to learn.

"I want to use this magic tool to help you, Father, Mother, and everyone."

The lady has a rough nose and shows willingness to fight.

Until just a moment ago, there was no more complete appearance of the girl who was scared to get out of her room.

"Of course it is. I'm going to get the lady to fight fully, too. Instead, I think the lady is the biggest fighter and the trump card for us."

"Is there something about me?

The lady is puzzled by an unexpected response.

I replied with a serious smile to show that I was not lying.

"Let the lady have something more deserving, not a 'S&WM10' revolver or 'AK47'"

I don't know what a lady deserves.

"A gun that unfortunately demonstrates the characteristics of a lady, it's - it's a sniper rifle"

"Do you want to do it?

"Yes.... Now it's time for us, Count Blood, to fight back"

This was the moment when one vampire was born, later called "The Sorcerer's Kill," "The Night Princess (Ryuhime)," "Nightmare (Nightmare)" and feared.