Misunderstood Saintly Life Volume 4 Chapter 3 part 4

 
“For everyday use, how about something like this? When you infuse it with magical power, four blades automatically rotate to create wind. It’s small in size, and the effect depends on the amount of magical power, so it doesn’t produce very strong wind with this size.”
 
The next magical tool she shows me resembles a handheld fan from my previous life.
 
Indeed, it’s only producing a gentle breeze now, but if I were to infuse it with my magical power, it should be able to produce a much stronger wind… almost like wind attribute magic.
 
All of these ideas are interesting, and the quality seems to be fine.
 
Above all, without passion, it would be impossible to create so many magical tools.
 
“…Well, you must have a reason for giving me this presentation, right?”
 
“There are two reasons why I wanted to show you this.”
 
She raises her index finger.
 
“One. A contract should be equal. I wanted you to decide whether to hire me after seeing the magical tools I’ve made.”
 
Then, her middle finger.
 
“The second is to show you that if I end up making a prosthetic arm, I can incorporate gimmicks like these. Someone your age probably likes this kind of thing, right?”
 
“…Kukuku. You understand well, don’t you?”
 
“I used to think about these things a lot when I was little. Now I want to bring those ideas to life and send them out into the world.”
 
After putting away the sword, she lowers the box of magical tools to the floor.
 
“I’ll tell you upfront. This is my first time making a prosthetic arm. So, it will take money and time, as adjustments will be necessary before completion. I can’t make it without your cooperation.”
 
“Of course. I don’t mind spending any amount of money or effort. I just hope you can make it as quickly as possible.”
 
“You demanding fellow. Alright. If you choose me, I promise to present you with the best prosthetic arm.”
 
Yueri extends her hand to me.
 
If I grasp this hand, it will signify our mutual agreement, and the production of the prosthetic arm will begin.
 
I looked into her eyes.
 
Those eyes are burning with intensity.
 
The overflowing passion is communicated directly through her eyes, without the need for words.
 
“Yueri, may I ask you one thing?”
 
“Of course. I won’t say anything as indelicate as refusing.”
 
“Then… could you tell me what you consider to be the ultimate magical tool you aim to create?”
 
“Something powerful enough to slay a magic dragon.”
 
I’m surprised by the name that comes out of her mouth.
 
Magic dragons are flying terrors that inhabit only certain regions, reigning at the top of the monster hierarchy.
 
It’s said that countless villages have been destroyed by them because magic is the only means of counterattack.
 
“You know, my shitty old man once repelled a magic dragon using a magical tool. That’s the achievement that made him the representative of this town.”
 
For a commoner to drive away a magic dragon without using magic is undoubtedly a great feat.
 
If such magical tools exist, it makes sense why people can live in this city despite the presence of monsters in the surrounding areas.
 
“That’s why I’m going to surpass that shitty old man. Not just repel, but bring a magic dragon down to the ground. That’s what I consider the ultimate magical tool.”
 
The flame in her eyes grew even brighter as she spoke.
 
“…I see.”
 
Indeed, entrusting such a task to an unknown youth who doesn’t belong to any workshop might seem reckless.
 
But even the greatest masters were once novices with no achievements.
 
The only thing they had was an overflowing passion.
 
And now, I sensed in her that same passion that could make her a master.
 
If that’s the case, there’s only one thing I should do.
 
“Thank you for the perfect answer. …I’ll be counting on you from now on.”
 
Looking at her own hand being gripped, Yueri smiled with great delight.
 


 

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“Luludahn Workshop gets the most requests in Encartón. If you want to hone your skills, this is the only place… but that damn old man won’t hire me at all… Alright, can you bend your wrist next?”
 
“Like this?”
 
“Yeah, that’s good. Don’t move, okay? I don’t want it to shift.”
 
Having agreed to the contract, I was immediately having my right arm measured by her.
 
She meticulously measured the length and thickness of my arm resting on the low table, jotting down numbers on paper.
 
But that wasn’t all. She wanted every bit of data she could get.
 
The weight of my right arm. The length of my fingers, the position of my joints. She even took magical camera shots from various angles of the shape when I clenched my fist.
 
How powerful was the impact of my magic-infused attacks?
 
I didn’t expect her to be interested in my battle style as well.
 
The fact that she was discussing the prosthetic’s purpose and the approximate cost of necessary materials while taking measurements showed she had quite a sharp mind.
 
“But, Yueri, there’s one thing I’m curious about.”
 
“What is it?”
 
“Where do you plan to work? At least, it doesn’t seem like there’s a workspace here.”
 
“Oh, at Luludahn Workshop, of course.”
 
“…Wait a minute. I remember your father was angry about not hiring you at Luludahn Workshop… Did I mishear?”
 
“No, you didn’t mishear. My damn old man doesn’t make sense, right? I’m allowed to use the workshop facilities, but he won’t hire me. It’s been like that since I became an adult.”
 
Allowing her to sharpen her skills but not work as a craftsman.
 
I agree that it’s hard to understand what intention lies behind this.
 
Her father’s words and actions are clearly contradictory.
 
“That’s why I argue with him every day. Saying, ‘Let me work in the workshop~'”
 
“…You have that scale of parent-child argument every day?”
 
“No, being forcibly kicked out like that was a first. Come to think of it, it was the first time he laid hands on me instead of just yelling… Alright, I’ve got all the measurements I need, you can put your arm back now.”
 
“Is this all for today?”
 
“Yeah. …Ah, I remembered. If you have any requests for gimmicks, I’d like to hear them. I’ll consider if they’re possible before drawing up the blueprints.”
 
“Hidden blade. Rocket punch. Flamethrower.”
 
“…Those are concepts I’m not familiar with. Could you explain them from the beginning?”
 
“Of course. Also, there’s actually something I want to ask if it’s possible…”
 
“What is it? I’ll answer anything.”
 
“This is just hypothetical, but — is it possible to return a mechanized body back to its original state?”
 


 
[I’m usually at this house, so come anytime if you need anything. Also, I’d like to know where you’re staying in case I need to contact you.]
 
After that final exchange, I was heading towards the lodging facility that would serve as my base in Encartón with a light step.
 
I might be getting ahead of myself, but I definitely found a gem.
 
She’s undoubtedly a diamond in the rough. Besides those two items, she showed me other magical tools she had made, all of which were carefully crafted.
 
Especially her magical camera, which had a much higher resolution than those in circulation.
 
There’s no doubt she’ll become a renowned mechanical engineer in the future.
 
How fortunate to have such a person make my prosthetic arm.
 
I should be grateful to Yueri’s father for kicking her out of the workshop today of all days.
 
Anyway, thanks to the early signs of resolving the prosthetic arm issue, I can now focus on the future with Mashiro and the others.
 
Now it’s just a matter of waiting for the prosthetic to be completed, with some fine-tuning along the way. I should be able to secure time to spend with each of them individually.
 
The destination I arrived at was quite a luxury-oriented hotel, as expected of something my father had arranged in advance.
 
“Phew… Alright!”
 
I finished checking in at the hotel reception and psyched myself up.
 
The staff offered to guide me to the room, but I politely declined and headed towards the room where the four were waiting.
 
Then, I knocked on the door.
 
I haven’t been this nervous about knocking since my job interview in my previous life…
 
“It’s Ouga Vellet. May I come in?”
 
[…………]
 
There was no response.
 
Could they have gone out somewhere together?
 
However, I couldn’t just keep standing in front of the door.
 
I inserted the key, heard the definite sound of unlocking, and decisively opened the door.
 
What came into view were the four of them sitting formally with unusually serious expressions.
 
Sensing this wasn’t an atmosphere to make light of, I too quickly sat down facing the four.
 
This is the only timing to make my request.
 
Before silence could permeate the air, I forced words out of my dry throat.
 
“Everyone, I–“
 
“Ouga… We want you to go on dates with us starting tomorrow.”
 
“–Huh?”


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