Tokyo: Magical Girl Shatters My Dream of Going Public

"What exactly is this...?"

Kurokawa squatted in front of the entrance that had appeared out of nowhere, reeking of concrete and the stench of earth.

A stagnant chill, ten degrees colder than the workshop, crept up my trouser leg.

He stared at the entrance that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, thinking he was dreaming.

"Could it be that the training room rewarded by the manual is down here?"

With virtually no danger lurking within his base, Kurokawa grabbed a headlamp and went underground.

The light struggles to cut through the darkness, but cannot illuminate the boundaries of the space.

Footsteps echoed back, and each breath condensed into a brief white mist in front of me.

This isn't a room; it's more like a football field forgotten underground.

A quick glance at the space reveals it to be approximately 10000 square meters, more than twice the size of the workshops and factories upstairs.

The entire underground space was completely unfurnished, without even any lighting.

However, when the headlamp swept over the things piled up in the corner, Kurokawa fell silent...

He silently left the basement and closed the basement door.

thump~

He pressed his head against the door, gently bumping it repeatedly.

A real breakdown is never about making a scene.

He really didn't want to face what was inside...

He was happy to receive the reward, even happier to receive equipment worth hundreds of millions, and he even got a 10,000-square-meter underground space, which was impeccable.

but.....

Is it a bit too much to have to do everything yourself, even cleaning the entire space?

That's definitely not a workload that one person could complete.

Even if he worked day and night, being able to renovate a room within six months would already be considered a testament to his skill.

But he couldn't actually ask anyone for help, as those high-tech devices were simply inexplicable.

Even the slightest leak could trigger an investigation by relevant authorities.

"well......"

He let out a long sigh.

Kurokawa quickly composed himself.

Although he cannot complete the task of building the training room for the time being, he can still build the [Research Room] and [Treatment Room].

The manual only states that construction is required, but it doesn't specify what standards must be met.

Kurokawa glanced around the entire workshop and factory.

His gaze habitually drifted upwards.

On the second floor of the workshop, against the high wall, hangs a factory manager's office enclosed by sheet metal and glass windows.

The office was designed so that managers could have a panoramic view of the entire workshop's operations.

That should have been the best position to monitor the overall situation and issue orders.

However, at this moment, the scene there has nothing to do with the word "management".

A thin layer of dust covered the glass, blurring the details inside, but this did not prevent us from seeing what was inside.

The entire office was almost completely filled with various odds and ends and goods.

He had originally intended to move his bed to the second-floor office, since it had its own door and windows and would be a bit warmer to sleep in during the winter.

However, because there were so many and so many things left inside, he just made do with what he had in the workshop.

Now, that place is quite suitable for use as a research lab.

Without hesitation, Kurokawa worked from morning until 3 p.m. before finally getting all the clutter off the second floor of the factory.

After cleaning up, he moved the design table from the first floor to the second floor, pasted a sign that read "Research Lab" on the door with an A4 sheet of paper, and that was it.

Building the [Clinic Room] is even simpler.

Find an empty room on a floor, clean it thoroughly, place a table and a medical kit on it, and finally put a sign that says "Clinic Room" on the door to complete the process.

Kurokawa didn't have time to sit down and rest until 5 p.m., when he was busy.

He took out the containment manual, which indeed indicated that the operational mission had been completed.

"That's quite easy..."

However, the real trouble always comes after the reward is received.

The manual once again awarded the equipment parts.

They only received two pieces of equipment.

The fully automated research table and the treatment cabin.

Kurokawa was already very familiar with these two devices; they were magical technologies developed more than a decade after the explosive growth of magical technology.

Research bench...

This is precisely the "cheat code" that enabled the company in its previous life to catch up with the technological accumulation of those heavy industry conglomerates in just ten years.

It cannot create technology out of thin air, but it can efficiently transform fragmented inspirations and captured vengeful spirit characteristics into feasible blueprints.

In a sense, it is the company's true "brain".

The treatment cabin, as the name suggests, combines diagnosis and treatment, but it cannot cure diseases; it can only heal injuries.

Thanks to this almost purely functional ability, the treatment cabin can heal almost all external injuries, except for limb regeneration and resurrection.

This provides the greatest guarantee for subsequent high-intensity battles.

However, despite the excellent equipment, Kurokawa had no motivation to assemble it at all, given the mountain of parts and the instruction manual thicker than a dictionary.

He once again deeply felt the problem of insufficient manpower.

"If only I had some magical dolls from Yagi Heavy Industries... I wonder if I could buy a few if I went to them now..."

In their previous life, Orochi Heavy Industries killed the geisha doll numbered [F-59] and, through research on the magic core, developed a technology called [Magic Doll].

Don't be fooled by the fact that the geisha dolls are only F-rank and the technology they research isn't very advanced either.

However, due to the high versatility of puppet technology and its extremely high growth potential.

The F-59 is also known as the "trillion-dollar geisha," and is undoubtedly one of Yagi Heavy Industries' cash cows.

Even after more than a decade of development, in 2038, even the lowest-grade magical doll will sell for 100 million each.

Not to mention at this point in time.

He can always find a way to make money.

The only problem is that even if he knows that Yagi Heavy Industries has this technology, he can't find a way to buy it. He can't just go to their headquarters.

Shout, "Hey! I know your secret. Sell me a doll and I'll keep it a secret!"

That's simply unrealistic.

He leaned back against the sofa, fatigue washing over him like a tide. He raised his hand to shield his eyes, and the setting sun shone through his fingers, casting warm spots of light on his retina.

In a daze, warm memories resurfaced.

"Speaking of which, I used to have a non-moving geisha doll in my office..."

That geisha doll was a gift from Sakurako.

In my memory, that doll always stood quietly in a corner of the office, its makeup exquisite but lifeless, its joints cold beneath its gorgeous robes.

Sakurako laughed and said, "Look how much it resembles those important people wearing bulky suits who have to maintain a smile. I'm giving it to you as a reminder not to become like that when you become the company president."

Later, Sakura passed away, but this cold object became one of the few traces of warmth she left behind...

Ok?

Kurokawa suddenly thought of something.

He sat up straight instantly, looking around the factory in confusion, trying to find the geisha doll.

But after searching, he couldn't find any trace of the geisha doll.

and many more!

At this point in time, Sakurako, who works at Yagi Heavy Industries, hasn't yet given him the geisha doll...

What does that mean?

This means that Yagi Heavy Industries may not have developed doll technology yet.

The enemy might not even have killed the F-59 yet!

Kurokawa instinctively crossed his arms and closed his eyes, searching his memory.

Fifteen years is enough time for many unimportant memories to fade, but he remembers most of the memories related to Sakura.

It seems that Sakura brought it back to me after one of her business trips.

They said it was a local specialty from the place I was on a business trip, and it looked very beautiful, so I bought it as a gift for myself.

At that time, he was still researching the first-generation combat suit...

He clearly remembered joking with Sakura back then, saying that once the first battle suit was finished, he would make a battle suit just like the doll's costume and give it to her...

Thinking about this...

Kurokawa strained to move his gaze and saw the tattered original combat suit...

At this time, Sakura is also away on a business trip...

Everything connected in an instant!

If at this point in time, Orochi Heavy Industries hasn't yet launched its attack on the [Trillion-Dollar Maiko]...

That means that the magical cornerstone of the puppet army, which will be worth trillions of yen in the future and support a heavy industry giant, is currently wandering aimlessly somewhere.

The next second, he took out the containment manual and quickly glanced at the three missions on it.

He locked onto the Nightmare difficulty quest, described as "I dance gracefully, would you like to watch again?"...

Dancing... a maiko...

He took a deep breath, a surge of joy rushing to his head.

"Perhaps... [Trillion-Dollar Maiko] should change its name to Kurokawa?"