A Mid-level Office Worker's Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

"And well, it's easy, but you talked about this until you could do this little gun.

"Mm-hmm. I know what Takeo says about anxiety.

"Really? Probably not..."

"What? Are you anxious that the tactics you've been doing won't work with this?

"That's not true, is it?

and Takeo says Kippari.

"It's my fault, by the way, you know?

and Takeo point to the small gun.

"Again, the downside is that you can only shoot with a single shot, right?

Alice asks.

"Yeah. It's still too late.

"Um... I don't know.

and Smith surrenders.

"It's this bullet.

"" "" Huh?

Everyone's holding it in their hands, but I can't seem to think of it.

"The unit price is too high to make this.

In the early stages, it may take between 40 and 50 sheets of copper per per per shot.

"Well... not so..."

Smith is surprised.

"Well, if you produce in bulk, the unit price will go down.

If you look closely, you can see that the area behind the bullet is integrally formed.

"Ah..."

and everyone is looking at the bullet as they were told.

"This means that this will be a factory mechanically made object.

... export to other countries, so maybe there was a purpose attached to being able to produce some quantity on a regular basis.

"Uhm."

"Smith Boy's description says he's adjacent to the Katlanda Empire, and he's at war on a regular basis, right?

"That's right.

Smith says.

"... and yet there are no reports of guns in Wang Du from those who are in the war?

... or has it been passed on to anyone else?

... haven't you put into practice in the first place?

"Um, it's weird.

"Yeah. Either way, you don't know the value of this gun.

Fighting in the old methods of warfare can cause painful eyes.

"Are you reporting to Wang Du?

"You shouldn't.

Takeo answers Grandpa Elvis' question instantly.

"Huh? Why? It's a crisis in the kingdom, isn't it?

Smith says.

"... Smithboy.

Shall I say my present mood?

"Yes."

"I am grateful that Mr. Elvis picked me up and gave me food and shelter.

Save those who do not understand.

This is an unimaginable bet.

Mr. Elvis made me that bet.

Besides, you gave me a job, a good head spin called Miss Alice, a good mood, and a cute, competent boss who protests by turning her face bright red when she teases her.

"... Master Takeo, there's one weird thing mixed up, isn't there?

Alice protests with her jitsy eyes.

Takeo ignores it and continues.

"I must reward you for that.

I owe a debt of gratitude to the Elvis family, including Mr. Elvis.

I give thanks to this city, which has the Elvis family.

I give thanks to the territory ruled by the Elvis family.

I give thanks to the kingdom to which the Elvis family belongs.

... the devastation of the kingdom is not that high a priority for me.

"That's... I'm glad to be of the Elvis family..."

Smith is puzzled.

"Mm-hmm. I'm delighted with Takeo's loyalty.

"I haven't returned anything yet, though.

Takeo laughs bitterly.

"How do you explain that? Smith boy?"

"Huh? How does Takeo-sama explain it now?

"... even though you don't know the value of a gun?

"Ah... right.

"'Do you cower at this stuff?' And you'll be laughed at in the King's Capital.

You could drop the Elvis family name.

So don't report it now.

"Yes."

"Hmm. Frederick, what do you think?

"Yes, Mr. Takeo would be well advised.

Everyone here is aware of this gun threat in Takeo's description.

I don't think it's time for me to report now either.

"Mm-hmm. I'm not going to report it either.

"" "" Yes.

and everyone replies.

"By the way, you hadn't explained my anxiety part yet.

"Hmm? Doesn't that mean this gun could have been deployed in large quantities?

"Yeah. That's not true, is it?

"I don't mean that..."

Alice is stunned.