The Dorky NPC Mercenary Knows His Place: Volume 2 [Complete] by Toryuu

Author:Toryuu
Language: eng
Format: epub

Yesterday, when I’d gone to Gonzales to report that I was still alive and kicking, I had been relieved to find that I hadn’t received any messages from my client on Corcos demanding their money back.

So today, I decided I would clean my room and take care of other housework until the afternoon, when I’d go take care of my gun for the first time in a while.

Since I almost never fired it, I pretty much only bothered doing any maintenance once a month or right after I used it. I thought that I should really get a professional to check it out every now and then.

The store I trusted with my gun was in the basement of a multi-tenant building in the city. This shop was called Svanson’s Firearms.

“Howdy.”

“Welcome! Long time no see.”

“Well, I don’t use my gun all that much,” I admitted.

Inside the store, there was a big, heavy counter protected by thick acrylic plates that were coated to be blast- and laser-resistant. Customers had to make their selections by using a touch screen monitor.

After that, the owner’s daughter, Linda, would get them for you. She actually served the customers here. I heard she was still in high school.

Why wasn’t she at school now? I guessed that she was a habitual truant.

I didn’t see any sign of the owner, so I assumed he must’ve been repairing or restoring some firearm in the back of the store.

After pushing my gun through the slot on the counter, Linda picked it up. “Looks to me like you’re giving it a fair bit of care.”

Having said that, she sat down at a desk behind the counter and began disassembling my gun. Unlike me, who always did that slowly, she had the gun in pieces in the blink of an eye. But despite her obvious skill, she told me she still had a long way to go.

While she was working, she suddenly spoke to me. “Say. Have you thought about ordering a custom gun from us?”

“What would someone as clumsy as me do with a custom firearm?”

“Come on, let’s build one! You’re a mercenary, don’t you want one?”

“I don’t,” I said. “It would be a waste.”

Since she had started working the counter here, we’d have this same exchange every time I visited. Apparently, she was really excited by the idea of getting to design and build a gun from scratch. So, knowing that I never carried custom weapons, she always tried to get an order—which would ultimately mean funding for her own project—out of me.

“Even if I were given a custom weapon, I hardly ever use the gun I already have. Mass-produced models are just fine for me.”

“Hmph... And I really wanted to test those new materials too...” she sighed as she continued working. I thought the look on her face as she complained was kind of cute.

Just as she finished the overhaul on my gun, the door to the store was thrown open. After that, some customers who I could plainly see would be nuisances walked right in.

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