Sakuya Itsumi, a 26 year old, Japanese secretary to the CEO of a major company has a Dull Life! She works tirelessly at her job but gets almost not free time or breaks! Itsumi feels she is living the dullest life imaginable, until one day. A crimina...
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"Leo, when will I be able to get out of this bed?" I asked Leo, who was reading again. He turned his head to me and said, "When your legs start working." I sulked. He always answered me with that same response. I know my legs are literally paralyzed but, I could still be wheeled around, right? Wait, does this world even have wheelchairs?
Actually, this world doesn't have a lot of things. Maybe if I invent guns, this country could stop getting attacked every few years. I remember when I was still living with Cassandra and Willow, that lots of attacks from a neighboring kingdom happened. Of course, Cassandra, Willow, and I were safe, but it was a lot of commotion. Maybe I should develop guns. My aunt was a big gun fanatic, though I didn't realize until I was in high school. I remember when I learned her secret, she would lecture and lecture me about how amazing they were.
"Hey, Leo. Can you get me a sketchbook?" I asked him. He stared at me confused, "What??? Why??" I sighed, "Just get me it, okay." Leo surprisingly got up and left the room. "Don't come back unless you have the sketchbook!!" I yelled as he closed the door. "..."
I sighed while looking out the window. "I don't even know how to draw guns. I think Endo would know..he was a graphic design student in college.." I muttered as I looked at the morning trees. "What's a graphic design student in college?" Leo asked as he appeared before me from a spark of light. "AHH! You're here!" I yelled. "Yes, I am."
"Did you get the sketchbook?" I questioned. He looked at me with a judging face as he handed me the sketchbook. "Do you have a passion for art or something?" Leo asked. I shook my head, "I just have a weird idea, I want to draw." I said as I took out a pencil. Leo tilted his head, confused.
I quickly scribbled a brief design of a gun model. It didn't look that good, but oh well. I quickly showed it to Leo. "What is that?" He questioned. "A gun." I replied casually. Leo gave me a very confused look as he looked around my drawing.
"It's my design for an arrow projectile, where you can instantly shoot a bullet like thing with a trigger. It's aimed to have better accuracy when shooting." I said brilliantly. Leo stared at me dumbfounded. "MEDI-." I covered his mouth with my hands quickly. "No no no no no no no no nooooooo. Nothings wrong with my brain. Let me explain, please." I yelled quickly.
He slowly put his hands on my hands covering his mouth and slowly put them down. His face a bit shocked. "Okay. I listen to you now." He said quietly. Leo slowly looked away from my face. What's he doing?
I slowly explained all the functions and various uses for it while showing him how easy it would be to mass produce. He looked like he followed along with the conversation quite nicely. "I see so this gun would be quite useful..." he mumbled. It sure will be! "Exactly what I'm saying!!" I yelled.
Leo looked up at my drawing and said, "but..that drawing is a bit.." Yes, Yes I know it's horrible Leo. Please do be quiet. "How about having a real artist come here and help me design it?" I asked him. Leo stayed silent, as if going for the options. "I guess that's a good idea." He finally said.
