Rebuild World

The next morning, Akira asked Alpha about her plans for today as she picked up breakfast. I wondered if I would continue my reading training today, but when I new my gear and train outside, I was taught to lightly relieve (mostly). I don't hate the luxury of staying. But I wonder if the boulders will continue to spend all the money they earn around the corner.

When you finish your meal, get ready to leave quickly and leave the inn. I laughed bitterly because I didn't think there was any time left for me to leave, and I thought it was luxury.

The city of Kugamayama is a hunter's hub of activity due to the large number of sites surrounding it. There are also many shops for that hunter in the lower compartment.

Among them is a mansion called Cartridge Freak. The main commodities include firearms and ammunition. It's a popular store with hunters of comparable proportions from rushing out. I'm not lonely enough to crumble, but I'm not even thriving enough to open Store 2. It was also a common store in the sense of its state of business.

The cartridge freak is chopped up by the store manager Sizka alone. There are also management efforts such as the recommendation of appropriate equipment, and many of the first new American hunters who have checked their equipment here make this place their own. And part of it will not come again after a while. There are two main reasons. Growing up as a hunter, I was no longer satisfied with the range of products in this store, and in search of higher performance equipment, I changed my store to an extra (approximate) luxury store. Or, yes, he was swallowed up in the wilderness and lost his life. Many of them are either, mostly the latter.

Sizka is quite beautiful. I know that there are quite a few people who go to the store to see for themselves. It is often heard that a man who has spoken yesterday died in the ruins the next day. It was commercially inevitable, and that was where we kept doing business by severing it. However, he decided not to make Hunter his lover.

Waiting for guests to see the store at the counter as usual today. Then an unrecognizable face entered the store. It's a child. He's armed enough to look like a hunter for once, but his clothes don't even look very strong enough to be a slum city dweller. It would be a little subtle if we just judged by the appearance of the impression that we should be treated as legitimate guests.

The child looks out rarely at the store. Sizka relieved herself of her guard and relieved her expression when she observed the situation with caution and determined that she did not appear to be at least an undelivered person who had come to steal the exhibit.

The child was Akira. After Akira walked into the store, she looked around carefully when she was relieved (mostly) that she had not been kicked out of the store because she was a slum street kid even after watching the display for a while.

The store is carefully arranged with a wide variety of firearms. Catalog specs are also clearly stated on the side of the price tag (buckwheat). However, Akira had no idea whether the basic knowledge of the hand was negligible or whether the reading and writing itself was suspiciously serious (decent) in the first place.

'... what's the difference between this one and this one? Just the price?

Akira roared with a suspicious face of mixed anxiety compared to guns that looked the same to the amateur, but were nearly twice as different in price. Buy guns that support your future lives with money you've earned by risking your life. If you inadvertently choose something weird there, you will not be able to send (or cut) off emotionally much of the way to future hunter operations.

Alpha smiles gently to calm Akira.

'It's a lot different. I can explain it in detail, but we'll see about that later. Even if Akira doesn't know, don't worry, I'll make the right choice.'

"I asked."

Thanks to the conversation through the readings, Akira was spared from becoming a suspicious person talking to voids in the store. But I had unconsciously pointed my gaze at Alpha.

Sizka notices how Akira is and tilts her neck.

(... watching where no one is. Is anybody there? Optical camo? But it should be deactivated in the store...... It's my fault. I wonder if I'm just looking)

Various types of security equipment are installed in the store that are lent by private security companies with security contracts. Thermo-optical camouflage jamming devices are one of them. I checked your records just in case, but no such reaction was recorded. So Sizka stopped worrying about it any more.

Sizka starts customer service with a loving smile on Akira, who came to the counter.

"Welcome. You're our first customer, right? Welcome to Cartridge Freak. I'm Sizka, the manager. What can I do for you?"

"Set AAH assault guns, ammunition, and maintenance tools. And please buy it."

Akira puts a gun on the counter. It's a pair of gear that attacked Akira in the ruins.

When Sizka finishes examining those conditions and so on, she concurrently takes advice and confirms them.

"I also mix AAH assault guns in my purchases, but are you replacing them with new ones? Sure, it's in pretty bad condition, but if we don't (deliberately) replace it, we can still use it if we get it back in order, right? Besides, this gun over here performs better than an AAH assault gun, but you sure you don't mind selling it?

It would be better to shut him up and let him buy it over and sell the store. It's Sizka's nature to advise you on that.

Alpha adds with explanation.

'It's okay. Replace it. It's more important to be able to use Akira without any problems than the simple performance of the gun body. AAH assault guns will be used for both training and training, so it's better to be brand new than the one with someone else's habits.'

"It's okay. I'd like a replacement."

"Okay. Then…, offset against the purchase amount to 100,000 aurum"

After completing the payment, Akira felt a little complicated looking at the balance in the envelope. By the time I received it, the amount of money my hands trembled had already dropped to 60,000 aurums left. 200,000 aurums was end (did) gold. I laugh bitterly realizing what that means.

Sizka puts the item of the order on the counter and smiles at Akira for her love for the customer and confidence in the product of her store.

"This is what you will order. Would you like to hear a description of the product? A lot of people use it with surprisingly half-way knowledge, so there's no harm in listening. I was just free, and I'll tell you plenty."

Even if it was intended for customers, Akira was slightly confused by the rare (rare) generosity she felt directed at herself. And I sweeten that generosity by making an unconscious excuse inside that it's certainly a story of interest.

"Uh, please"

"Okay. AAH assault guns are a masterpiece that many hunters love. Among the guns out in the east, history is old..."

Sizka laughed satisfactorily and began to explain. Whether you were mostly free or like to talk about that hand, I'm going to continue talking to rap a little better.

AAH assault guns are famous guns that are about a hundred years old. It continues to be renovated on the basis of a design that was rated a masterpiece at the time of its launch and is still widely manufactured and sold in the east. With semi-automatic, full-automatic switching features, it also has a high hitting rate during sniping. A renovation based on 100 years of operation has almost completely eliminated design problems, and is relatively inexpensive as a gun for versus a monster, reliable, serviceable, durable and with few malfunctions. For this reason (for), there are many loyal users.

Many products have been independently expanded by manufacturing companies, and some have been modified to such an extent that the original form has been retained by loyal users. They are now called AAH assault guns in bulk, including those subspecies.

Some hunters fight monsters with tanks, man-made weapons, or (some) personal weapons similar to them, and somehow, instead of guarding them, they dare (a) not have one (or so) to insure them if they lose all their normal weapons. So much appreciated and popular gun. That's the AAH assault gun.

Sizka completes her explanation satisfactorily. Even if the hunters there normally knew the story, they listened as intriguing as Akira, and it was worth talking about as a store owner. Continue to serve customers in a good mood.

"Do you need anything else? For example, healing pills. It's not a problem no matter how much you have, and it's a good idea to be patient about the amount of extra baggage you have and take it with you as much as you can. Spare ammunition is important, but if you want to increase it, Ning should plan to turn back early. It is not uncommon for a sensory minor injury to cause a major craziness in plans to return. Early and adequate treatment is important."

Akira thinks a little. If it's a healing pill, I still have what I got in the ruins. Guess the price from its effect, conclude that you can't buy it by hand, and think of what you might be able to buy yourself and need.

"Then do you have clothes for hunters or something?

"Protective clothing? Reinforced clothes? Sorry. Because there are many items in that hand that need to be resized for personal use, it's basically not handled in my store. I'll try to get it back if I really need it..."

Speaking of clothes in a store for hunters basically means combat clothes. Protective clothing with blade resistance, pressure resistance, bullet-proof functions, and reinforced clothing with artificial muscles to improve physical ability. Akira shakes her neck sideways in a bit of a panic over how Sizka looks a little sorry.

"Oh, it's not, its, it's sturdy and easy to carry luggage. And some rucksacks..."

"Oh, that's the thing....... that was definitely not a size for kids but maybe if I adjusted it would be ok. Wait a minute."

Sizka went to the back of the store once and came back with Akira's requested items. Clothes and rucksacks. Clothes are the kind of protective clothing that affixes simple armor, but they do not come with armor at all and are only a little sturdy at present. It was not sold as a fallen product and was dusted (dusted) in the warehouse with the rucksack.

Akira is quite surprised when Sizka tells me that I will include those costs in my earlier payment, that is (just) good.

"Are you sure?

"I don't mind. It's like an aside. If you are concerned, be a regular customer and contribute fully to the sales of the store."

"Okay. Thank you for everything."

He carefully bowed his head when Akira could flatter her face a little too, to Sizka, who was loving and smiling gently (cheeks).

After waving her hands off gently laughing at Akira as she returned, and losing sight of her, Sizka clouded the look a little worryingly.

"A child hunter? I wonder how long he'll survive."

Hunter operations are susceptible to death. Even more so if you're a child. And probably Akira doesn't even have the experience of using guns against monsters. Sizka was spotting it in experience.

"I'd like you to be a regular if you can. Really."

Clothes and rucksacks were at least for Akira, who could die soon.

Akira, who had left Sizka's store, had begun to prepare for training in the wilderness. Change into the clothes you just bought, take out the AAH assault gun you just bought, and load the magazine you bought together.

Guns designed and manufactured on the assumption of engaging with monsters are heavier than imagined, and the weight of the bullets packed in the magazine is added to make them even heavier. I felt a slight but real battle with the monsters for the future hunter run on its weight and held the gun that would hold my life in a serious face emotionally tight.

Ask Akira that Alpha has a slightly more serious face and doesn't take into account Akira's mood at all.

"Is Akira such a good woman?

"What kind of woman is that?

"I'm talking about the manager of the store that bought the gun. Your name was Sizka. Akira, you must have been pretty deluded, right?

"A dere dere...... would normally just have bought the gear. I'm glad you put aside your clothes and rucksacks. But to that extent, isn't it?

'No, something was different. I can tell.'

"Even if they say so. I don't get it. We're all set."

Akira wasn't deceiving anything. Emotions were faint, unconscious, and I really didn't understand. For this reason, I just looked a little surprised and told the story.

Akira's preference for women is important information for Alpha. But now he decides it's just futile to pursue, and he cuts the story off.

'Okay. Let's get started. Akira, put up your guns.'

Akira puts up a gun. I took it extremely seriously, but I don't know how to do it correctly because I haven't been trained for guns. Because of this, I became an amateur because of the appearance imitation (mandarin) that relied on vague memories.

Alpha smiles.

'Yeah. It's like no. Securing the gun properly to your body. Here's the deal.'

When Alpha displayed a footage only AAH assault gun in her hand, she set it up and set an example.

Akira was a little surprised to see if she could display anything other than clothes. But I thought there was nothing more strange than being able to change my appearance freely, and I looked at the example and put my gun back on.

Then again and again, the fine deficiencies of the structure are pointed out. It is gradually pointed out in more detail, starting with the adjustment of the position of the arms and legs, to the subtle adjustment of the center of gravity due to the way the force is applied throughout the body. Eventually it was even pointed out to the subtle force application and subtraction of the thumbs of both feet.

How can you point out so finely and correctly how much force you put in that you don't know from your appearance? Akira, desperate for training, didn't realize that.

An hour passes just for the training of the erection. Akira had already remembered much fatigue even though she hadn't shot one shot yet. However, due to the merit of fatigue (Kai) and the proper guidance of Alpha, Akira's structure improved surprisingly in this short time.

Seeing Akira's demise from her amateur, Alpha nodded satisfactorily.

'Okay. That's how it is. Be aware of your current setup. Next time, I'll have that pebble shot right now.'

Alpha points to Akira's front. Akira gazed in that direction and glanced at her face. Alpha is pointing precisely at a pebble a hundred meters away, but Akira has no way of knowing.

"Where is that pebble..."

Alpha smiles invincibly at Akira for the tone and gaze of the protest.

'We'll find out soon enough. I'll tell you again how awesome my support is from now on, so be plenty surprised. Again, look where I point my finger'

Akira looks at you like she was told, even though she is a little surprised. Then a rectangular frame appeared in the field of vision. A green circle is also displayed inside the green frame. Unexpectedly looking at that part, the periphery of the viewpoint was displayed enlarged, as was the automatic enlargement function of the high-performance binoculars. When I stopped staring in surprise, the enlarged display reverted.

"Alpha!? My vision has changed something, did you do something!?

Alpha smiles with satisfaction at Akira's reaction (cheeks) Mm.

"I added an extension to Akira's vision with my support. Use it to find the target pebble."

A red dot appears in Akira's sight. Looking there, he again found a red-edged pebble in his partially enlarged view. Except it was pretty blurry.

'Bare eyes also have limits on enlargement display, so now use the gun aimer'

Akira tries to find an earlier pebble over the gun's aimer. But the view over the aimer is narrow, and the pebble is outside that field of view, so it's very difficult to spot.

Then a sign appeared at the right edge of the sight indicating the position of the pebble. Moving the aim slightly in that direction, an earlier pebble appears in the field of vision. A blue line was further stretched from the gunpoint towards the pebble.

"The blue line is the ballistic prediction line I calculated. Match that line to your target and pull the trigger, and you'll have a good chance of hitting it. '

The blue line continues to shake irregularly. Akira pulled the trigger in an effort to somehow match it to the pebble of her goal. The shooting sounds. The recoil of the shooting disfigures Akira. Bullets fired from the gunpoint in momentum fly at high speeds as they tear through the atmosphere.

Then he passed a place that was different from the target pebble and disappeared across the wilderness.

"... off"

"It's a ballistic prediction, not a prediction. Actual ballistics can vary dramatically depending on an out-of-count event. The main cause is the disfigurement at the time of firing. Be aware of the gun structure you taught, aim and shoot. In action, they aim for monsters, not pebbles like that. If you don't let the target's steep spot hit you precisely, kill him as quickly as possible, or at least render him incapacitated, he'll kill you with a counterattack. Remove it and you will die. Just concentrate and shoot."

Akira continued to focus and aim for the goal. But there is no sign of a single hit. On the contrary, there are no landing marks on the view over the aimer. It's a big piece of evidence out there. Whenever the structure collapsed, the pointer flew from Alpha, fixing the structure and continuing to shoot.

When I continued that training for about an hour, the landing marks began to appear gradually (as if) in the view over the aimer. And Akira's concentration also began to loosen because of her fatigue. Somehow puts the question that loosened up into my mouth.

"Hey Alpha. I was just wondering. Couldn't you have done it a long time ago, expanding your vision, reading stories?

For Akira, it was just a fuzzy question that emerged from the clutter. But Alpha decides to create unnecessary distrust depending on the content of the response, and chooses words behind the same smile.

'Briefly, I'm doing it if I can, and if I should, I'm doing it, that's the place. To give you an example of when those two men attacked me, I couldn't do it because I didn't get permission from Akira first.'

"If you'd told me, I'd have given you permission, wouldn't I? You know, maybe you can support him on your own, right?

"In the first place, I didn't have permission to get it. I didn't even have permission to hear it then. Explained in a verbal answer is due to the fact that there is not enough time at all. But even if I had permission, I wouldn't have done it. If his vision suddenly changed during the battle, Akira was definitely confused and unable to move (properly). That line of ballistic prediction, if you could have seen it then, would have been killed by the opponent's counter-attack by unconsciously trying to stick to the target, making only a long move for that matter. '

"Uh, sure, I feel that way"

Akira snorted convincingly. Confirm the reaction and use it as a basis for Alpha's conversation.

"I will continue to think that if something like that happened, which I did not seem to be easy to do at first sight, that's probably why. Either you can't physically, technically, or regularly, or if you do, the situation will get worse. I can't do anything. If I can do anything, I'm doing it myself without asking Akira to attack the ruins. You're asking Akira because there are so many constraints that you can't do that?

"Something's wrong with Alpha, too. Well, that's why I met Alpha. It's bad for Alpha, but maybe we should thank him for all that."

Akira was a little anxious to be silent after saying so without thought. Then Alpha smiles (cheeks) like a prank and smiles (cheeks) as she finds a reason to do so, and she makes an inviting voice.

'Don't hesitate to thank me more, can I give it back to you with specific actions? Like, more hits, more hooks on my color tricks, right?

"... I'll do my best with the former."

Akira pulls the trigger. The bullet missed its goal a lot.

The training was continued until near sunset. Akira's shooting arm rose considerably. Assuming the support of Alpha, a hundred meters away. If you aim firmly at the big stone there, you now have about a hundred shots and a medium chance of hitting it.

Cut off your training today and return to the city at night and stay in the same inn as before. I paid for the lodging and quickly realized the meaning of gold on my much reduced possession again, putting those thoughts aside and taking a bath. Throw away the accumulated fatigue in the hot tub and replenish the sleeper with plenty instead. And after I left the bathroom, I lay down to fall into bed and went straight to bed.

The next day, Akira continued servicing AAH assault guns in the room. This is also training. I don't know how to properly service the gun, etc., so I proceed with the work in mind with detailed instructions from Alpha.

"For the moment, this gun is Akira's lifeline. Mitigating the maintenance of this gun is also taking your life lightly. Think of it that way and make sure it's well maintained. '

"I know."

After many cautions, continue to work with a serious face, struggling badly. Disassemble the gun and keep all parts in mind. And reassemble the split parts to the original gun. Then I got extra parts. I rush to disassemble the gun again and reassemble it. The excess parts fit correctly in the gun earlier, but now I have another excess.

Looking at the excess parts, Alpha stabs the nail as she smiles (cheeks) at Akira roaring.

I wouldn't recommend using this gun in this condition.

"Oh, I know."

Disassembled and reassembled the gun again. I didn't have any extra parts this time, except whether it works correctly or not, and naturally the point was made. Half a day had already passed by the time I had repeatedly fought viciously since then and managed to finish servicing my gun.

"At this rate. If you get a spare gun or something, just fix it and don't end the day."

"That's the only way to get a quick and efficient maintenance arm in training. I don't have any money for maintenance. All right, we're done for the day. '

Akira makes me seem a little strange.

"It's over, aren't we going to do shooting drills after this?

"Akira has only explored and trained monuments since she met me. You need to breathe. Does Akira have something she wants to do or something?

"What you want to do, or"

Akira thinks a little. But nothing came to mind. When I was spending time in Slam Street, I made money collecting scrap iron for free time. In the present situation, the search for ruins hits it.

Until now, all private time has been spent to survive. The concept of leisure time was cruel and rare. Akira's thoughts continued to be empty because of the act, and no matter how much she thought, she just kept roaring.

Grasp Akira's thoughts without Alpha listening to anything and why she came to it.

'Then should I spend the rest of my time studying reading and writing? It would be inefficient not to read or write to gather information as entertainment or as a study. Remember early to have a lot of fun. "

I buy a few notebooks and writing equipment at the Inn grocery store, use them as teaching materials and take reading and writing classes from Alpha. The way Alpha was taught was very efficient, and Akira was able to read and write her name as quickly as she could.

Fumi Akira remembered that her name was incorrectly registered in her Hunter ID. Take out the hunter's card and look at the name noted there. Azilla. That's what it says there.

Akira was able to identify herself by mistake.

"... a little smarter, huh?"

Akira laughed a little sarcastically, but somewhere happy.