The Infinite World of Weapon Girls

"I don't want to trouble Kobayashi-san."

Seeing that Tina insisted, Kobayashi didn't force her: "Then Tina-chan, I'll go home first. Be careful on your way home."

"Okay, goodbye, Kobayashi-san."

Actually, with Tina's cute appearance, she could have as many umbrellas as she wanted... Just imagine, if a lone little girl is helplessly sheltering from the rain under a building, wouldn't someone come over and offer her an umbrella?

Enthusiastic company employees brushed past Tina, with one or two out of every ten automatically offering her an umbrella.

"I'm sorry, I'm waiting for someone."

"No need, I'm enjoying the rain."

"..." Tina politely declined each of their offers.

Tina didn't want to complain about these grown men. Are you guys idiots or sissies? You're using umbrellas for such a light drizzle? Do I look like someone who can't stand getting wet without an umbrella? Even if I didn't want to get wet, I could just call a Didi (ride-hailing app)!

After thinking for a while with her mind blank, Tina finally raised the Reincarnation Watch on her right wrist.

[Message Zhai Nan] — [Bring an umbrella and come pick me up. Location: XX intersection, XX building]

On the other hand, Zhai Nan's efficiency was almost instantaneous.

[Arriving in ten minutes]

Nine minutes later, a minute faster than planned, a taxi stopped in sight, and Zhai Nan got out of the car with an umbrella. Across the lane, he waved and smiled at Tina.

After crossing the sidewalk to the building entrance, Zhai Nan handed Tina a small blue umbrella with a cartoon pattern and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Shouta's house."

"Shota Madoka? That little boy?"

“Yes, Ercoa went back to ‘that world’ on business, and I’m taking care of Shota now. By now, Shota should be home.”

After all, elementary school students get out of school really early.

"Alright then, we..."

“No car, we’ll walk.” Tina interrupted him, then opened her umbrella and walked ahead. “Let’s chat? How’s it going?”

Want to walk with me? ...Zhai Nan was naturally more than happy to do so, so he quickly followed Tina and began to boast about how his melee mage was brutally defeating Fafnir.

"So, you received a hidden mission that requires you to provoke Fafnir?"

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t want to be enemies with the Cursed Dragon either.” Zhai Nan expressed his resentment about today’s events. “...If it weren’t for someone hacking my network during the martial arts competition, I’d probably be furious by now.”

"Takiya gives you a black net."

"Wow, society is really treacherous... Is he really that wife-protecting maniac?" Zhai Nan gritted his teeth in anger.

“Actually, I watched that match, and your melee mage playstyle has an irreparable flaw.” From a professional perspective, Tina analyzed with sharp eyes, “...Your burst damage is too low, and most of your output relies on physical damage from your axe strikes. If Fafnir stops focusing on damage output and prioritizes defense and reflection in your equipment and skills, you have no chance of winning.”

"You noticed that!" Zhai Nan was once again astonished by Tina's intelligence, but he remained calm. "I've considered all these issues, so I'm currently researching a new style... What do you think of a Sword Saint who focuses on ranged sword energy?"

Tina: "..."

"Although I have to start a new swordsman character, I've already thought of an ID: 'Tina is the cutest in the world'."

Is this some kind of unconventional confession...? But Tina remained expressionless, her voice always so calm: "I advise you not to choose this name."

……

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at an area with relatively few houses. Unlike the high-rise apartment where Kobayashi lived, the edges of the two roads were lined with low-rise houses that resembled small manors. The outline of Shota's house was now clearly visible.

"Have we arrived?" Zhai Nan couldn't help but ask when Tina suddenly stopped.

click-

Zhai Nan had always thought that being able to reincarnate in a slice-of-life anime was incredibly lucky, unlike Resident Evil which was disgusting and tested humanity. In slice-of-life anime, as long as you pay a little attention, you shouldn't trigger any battle scenes... right?

That's what he thought before, until the second day after his time travel, which is right now...

The response to Zhai Nan's voice was the chilling clang of a metal gun.

A pure black SVD sniper rifle appeared in Tina's hand at some point. Her porcelain-like hands, as if they had practiced a thousand times beforehand, skillfully released the safety and pulled the hatch, followed by an incredibly crisp and pleasant cocking sound.

Loading, aiming, pulling the trigger—the whole process took less than a second, incredibly fast. In fact, Zhai Nan hadn't even figured out what Tina was aiming at yet.

The bullets are SVD-specific 'tracer armor-piercing incendiary rounds'.

As the roaring bullets shot out with flashes of lightning, the wall of a bungalow, a kilometer away from the two men across the road, suddenly exploded in flames with a deafening crash! The entire wall collapsed amidst the violent shaking of the aftershocks!

Flames erupted, and as the wall that had been obscuring the view crumbled and collapsed with a 'thud,' a terrifyingly large figure was revealed, and Zhai Nan began to feel fear and tremble.

At this moment

A stunningly beautiful silver-gray figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

“Tina…”

"Leave it to me."

【Ta13, you have to suppress it, even if you can't! Suppress it!!】

Just before school ended, Shota's homeroom teacher received a phone call from Tina. She said she was covering for someone else and was very sorry that she couldn't pick up Shota.

Shota took the phone and comforted Tina, saying that everything was alright and she shouldn't worry about him, because Shota often went home alone.

When he got home, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. Upon entering the house, Shota felt relaxed but also a little lonely, as he was relieved to be free from the sexual harassment from his familiar.

Are big breasts really addictive...?

"Damn it, what am I thinking?!" Shota shook his head and quickly cleared his mind of all the filth. When he thought of Tina's eternally peaceful and serene beauty, his heart also calmed down.

When elementary school students get home from school, they naturally have to do their homework. Shota carefully took out his homework and spread it on his study desk. After thinking for a moment, he decided to go to the refrigerator to get a glass of juice.

Entering the living room, Shota looked around, wondering when Tina's little refrigerator had disappeared. He casually picked up a glass of apple juice, and just as he was about to close the refrigerator, he suddenly heard heavy footsteps beside him.

Perhaps, the word "heavy" is no longer sufficient to describe it.

Because with each step taken by the owner of that voice, the ground and the entire house visibly shook. Shota's expression was unusually calm for his age... but he was actually very, very panicked. Although he came from a magical family and had seen many incredible things, he was always under the protection and accompaniment of his parents.

With his unique magical intuition, Shota could vaguely sense that this was an extremely filthy and evil power, a power so powerful it was terrifying.

"Another... demon...?" Shota grew increasingly worried and flustered. Ever since he made a contract with that 'breasted familiar' in a daze last time, he had never dared to draw any demon summoning circles again.

But this aura... it's clearly so evil and terrifying, and it seems to be approaching me step by step.

Shota quickly called out in his mind, "Oppai... oops, familiar, familiar, come out and protect me!"

But not getting a response is infuriating! Could it be that my familiar wants me to die so that the contract can be broken...? Sure enough, that's how demons think!

Peng——

With a loud explosion, wood chips flew everywhere. The hardwood door that Shota was facing was smashed through by a filthy, black and red limb, leaving a hole a meter in diameter. Then, the wooden door, along with part of the wall next to it, collapsed straight to the ground.

The monster's enormous body squeezed through the huge opening step by step, making the originally extremely spacious living room feel small and cramped.

What kind of monster was this? Shota was so frightened that he turned pale and couldn't describe it. If he had to describe it, it was like a poorly made clay figure, over four meters tall, with humanoid limbs and a body surface that looked like it was covered in dark mud, and a pair of deep, dark red pupils opening and closing on its dirt-covered face.

Surrounded by an aura of barrenness and death, wherever it passed, grass withered and flowers faded; even centuries-old trees, brimming with life, were instantly stripped of their vitality by this aura.

[The Avatar of the Wasteland God]

"I've finally... found you...!"

The wasteland clone parted its muddy lips, its downcast eyes burning with intensity as it looked down at the pale-faced Shota, and said this.

"You...you...don't come any closer...I'm a magician! Do you think I'm afraid of...you?!"

Shota, clinging to the last vestiges of his dignity as a magician, shakily pulled a jeweled wand from under the refrigerator and began chanting a spell.

"Deep...deeply buried in the darkness of the earth, the crimson lotus...flame, in my name...summon forth! Dance of the Fire Lotus!"

puff--

In the void before Shota, a tiny flame struggled to emerge as a result of a faint magical summoning.

The flame was so cute, so weak and adorable, that the wasteland clone couldn't help but laugh. Its muddy hand merely covered the flame, and before it could even touch it, that little bit of light had already been extinguished forever by the deathly aura.

“Ah! Such a powerful demon…” Shota took two steps back and fell to the ground with a thud, his face filled with fear and despair.

“I have no intention of interfering with the order here. If anyone is to blame, it is the feathered serpent god for meddling in other worlds.”

The Wasteland God's clone grinned maliciously, about to reach out its muddy, filthy hand to grab Shota.

"But I don't know anything about Quetzalcoatl!!!" Shota quickly explained.

"You don't know Quetzalcoatl, of course, but you must know your big-breasted familiar!"

"What...you mean...you mean Ercoa?" Shota asked incredulously.

"No, her name is Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, who was once in charge of culture and its dissemination. Of course... that's all in the past. She's long been stripped of her divinity and is just a inferior dragon, hahahahaha—uhhh!!!"

The Wasteland God's avatar's laughter abruptly stopped, and before the terrifying giant hand could fully descend, a sudden change occurred!

The solid wall behind the Wasteland God's clone was instantly shattered due to the force exceeding its limit, and the dangerous 'tracer armor-piercing incendiary bomb' blasted into Wasteland's body at a speed of 900 meters per second.

The scorching flames burned and surged within the rotting, viscous body of the wasteland, unleashing intense pain. With a cry of agony, the wasteland collapsed forward.

Shota was terrified, his face turning ashen. Seeing the enormous, disgusting thing pressing down on him, he still managed to muster his strength in the face of danger and scramble to the side to avoid it.

Boom boom—

The wasteland collapsed, the earth trembled again, and the rotting mud that splattered everywhere instantly polluted Shota's house beyond recognition. A light breeze and drizzle mixed with a faint deathly aura permeated the air.

As Shota pounded his chest, still shaken, a familiar figure appeared before him like a phantom. Upon recognizing the person, Shota instinctively called out:

"Sister Ti! Run! It's dangerous here..."

"Shouta."

Tina called him calmly, which startled Shota. His gaze then fell on Tina's hand, where wisps of smoke were still rising from the barrel of the SVD sniper rifle.

Could it be...? Recalling the heavy blow the Wasteland Demon had just received, Shota had a thought that he considered unrealistic.

Because Tina, this silver-haired, single-ponytail, emotionless young lady, doesn't look much older than me, let alone a monster that even I, a magician, can't defeat.

However, when the calm Tina picked up the cold sniper rifle, she seemed to possess an innate sense of harmonious beauty, so beautiful that even the young Shota, who knew nothing about sex, felt an urge and illusion to kneel down and marry her.

"Go hide with your older brother in the back; I'll take care of things here."

Shota nodded blankly and woodenly.