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

"Ca!"

In the afternoon, the shooting sounds and the lovely voice of my wife, Cocono, echoes in the shooting training area.

I supported the coconut from behind, one hand supporting her gripping 'S&WM 102 "revolver.

"Are you okay, Cocono?

"Yes, thank you, Lute."

"In the meantime, I'm glad you're safe with all the bullets."

"I'm nervous"

When she deposits the revolver she had in her hand with me, she smiles without looking back.

The holidays with Cocono overlapped today, so we were practicing firing alone.

Nothing, not for Cocono to wield a firearm on the front line.

I wanted you to get used to it because of your protection.

The "S&WM 102" revolver is a borrowing from Snow.

I revolve around the holster and head for the target with Cocono.

To see where the bullet she fired hit.

"Ugh... it didn't hit me at all"

Cocono looks depressed and checks the target.

Target was a magically hardened soil substitute, with one shot hitting the edge out of six.

Everything else was off to the top.

Cocono leaks half the sigh of emotion, half the sigh of emotion he finds difficult for himself.

"Shooting is harder than I imagined, isn't it? I thought I could pretty much guess that before I shot him...... Chris was banging me, so I didn't think it would be so difficult."

"No, no, no. Because Chris is the exception during the exception. Don't use that as a reference."

I smile bitterly and wave left and right in front of my face.

Chris is a complete exception.

Just because you're using a hit-precise sniper gun, you hit it a few kilometers away, invisible, fast moving little target, no matter how dark it is.

It is wrong to refer to Chris with divine shooting techniques.

"Cocono's not depressing."

"Is that true?

"True, 'cause you're overwhelmingly talented compared to Rayala!

"Compared to Layara... Isn't that the exception during the exception?"

Rarely get stuck in a coconut.

I smile unexpectedly.

Rayala said, 'Aren't you cursed?' The more I think, the worse the attack.

Like this coconut, I practiced shooting in revolvers to build confidence - after the bullet fired for some reason, it flew straight behind me or underdeveloped in a series.

Not so much so that I myself donned to the practice.

Although it is a good memory now.

"But coconut shooting isn't that bad. Anyone who shoots a gun for the first time can really concentrate on the top."

"Really?

In my previous life, when I lived in Japan, someone who was an instructor at a shooting range overseas in a firearms magazine wrote a column.

Says the beginner is surprised by the sound of the shooting, the impact, and the firearm is deflected up reflexively.

As a result, the bullet seems to concentrate on the top of the target.

Even a game comic book said that when people get nervous, they put the lever on top when putting in moves.

Probably the same thing as that.

"So you just have to get used to it without worrying about coconuts. Recently, revolvers only use snow, so the bullets are too creepy."

"Are you feeling extra... that Lute, do you just throw away empty drugcasks after you fire? Even though it's superfluous. If you're just throwing it away, can't you reuse it for something? It's just hard to shoot for practice."

I unwittingly round my eyes to her words.

I didn't know Cocono cared about that......

No, 'waste' spirit is normal because you're a religious associate?

In the meantime, I open my mouth to take her misunderstandings.

"It's okay, Cocono. I don't throw away empty drugpods after I shoot them, because I reuse them and use them. So don't worry about coconuts. You can shoot them in cancer practice."

"Were you! Excuse me. My amateur has a mouth..."

"Never mind, I'd rather not know. That's why it's normal."

Cocono laughed lightly when he was relieved by my words.

Caught in her grin, I loose my mouth, too.

Next Cocono leaned his neck with a pure look of doubt.

"But reuse, do you normally divert as is? Or would you use any special method?

"Um, it's hard to explain in a nutshell...... OK! It's a corner, and I'll explain the reuse of empty pods."

I'm off today anyway.

It's not a bad idea to hang out with my wife's questions.

Cocono smiles and agrees with my words.

"Yes, please!

Hearing her cheerful reply, I laughed and talked about reusing the empty drugbox.

Making empty pods available again is called 'reloading'.

The advantages of reloading are: 'In order to reuse empty drugpods, the unit price per shot drops compared to the new one (roughly half the price)' and 'I can create ammunition (cartridges) that I prefer and that were on firearms'.

In our case, because of the magic liquid metal and magic power, it is not necessary to use the tools that were found on the Earth in the previous life.

I 'reload' in a breath, wrapping up Luna and several other empty drug pods and putting them in a magical liquid metal.

She's a craftsman who can only do it because she has full memory.

In the case of Me or Maya, I have to hold them back in my hand one by one.

"Master Lute, I understand you can reuse the empty pod, but can you possibly keep using it all the time?

"No way. I knew I could reuse it, but I still have a life span in my pod."

As I "reload" the empty pod, the pod grows more and more.

This is because the metal in the pod body is stretched by the explosive pressure of the firing agent each time it is used.

Therefore, if I continue to reuse it, the medicine pod will grow to such length that I can only enter the dispensary (chamber) at any time.

So, if it stretches beyond the reach of a pharmacy (chamber), is it life expectancy?

The answer is' NO '.

In fact, there are also devices that shred the stretched empty drugpods and resize them.

In other words, the stretched empty pods are shredded and cut to fit the size of entering the dispensary (chamber) and reused.

What a force......

This way I resize it and use it repeatedly.

Pressure stretches, sharpens, stretches, sharpens - the metal on the body becomes thin and torn on us repeatedly.

When this happens, it is the lifetime of the empty pod.

If it's less than ten times, the empty pod won't have a life expectancy.

You can't say for sure that there are variations in things when it comes to more than that?

Cocono hears the story, 'If you keep reusing it, the empty drug casket will tear,' and he rounds his eyes.

At the same time, he gained new knowledge and was impressed.

"I didn't know the empty pod would crack if I kept using it...... Thank you, Lute, for sharing an interesting story."

"I'm glad I could talk to Cocono, too. Usually, even if we talk about everyday things, we don't explain the firearm relationship. It was so fresh."

"I'm glad to hear about your specialty, too, Lute. I was able to get to know Lute a little bit more."

Cocono seems happy from the bottom of his heart with Nico, zeroing his grin.

I have a daily conversation with the coconuts, but the only maniacal story about the firearms & weapons relationship is with Maya or Luna.

It's not because they're confidential, it's simply because they didn't have the time to talk and because they didn't think it was an interesting story to hear.

Once upon a time, when I was a kid, I told Dr. Elle how wonderful the magic liquid metal was, but I wasn't interested in it, so it was lightly flushed.

This isn't traumatic, but since then, I feel like I've stopped talking about maniacal firearms & weapons relationships to people I'm not interested in.

Maybe we should talk about this with Snow and the others when we get a chance.

It's not just routine conversations, but talking about what I'm interested in myself might be the secret to keeping the couple company.

"Well, we're just finishing the conversation, shall we continue with the shooting practice?"

"Yes, thank you!

Cocono replies well.

I couldn't help but laugh at her motivated voice.