I'm having fun in Tokyo

He thought to himself, looking at Morikawa Yu with a strange expression.

Morikawa Yu replied very simply, "Of course I'll use it."

Kurihara Heiji's gaze became even stranger.

"So how do you want to use it, or do you have a plan in mind?"

Morikawa Yu nodded decisively once again.

He wanted to use a gun and sword to supplement his damage output, and of course he had a strategy for doing so.

His most frequently used weapons are Tsurumaru and Mikazuki, but during battle, he can easily switch to a secondary weapon from his Goshuincho, replacing it with a spear-sword capable of firing.

After using it, he can throw the gun and sword directly out as throwing weapons.

However, this requires that the guns and swords he uses must carry as many bullets as possible, rather than being useless weapons that run out of bullets after firing one shot, as was the case in history.

Although this will increase its weight to some extent, it is not a problem for him at all.

Having advanced so many levels, his body had long since become inhuman, and his physical abilities and overall qualities were terrifying, enough for him to use weapons that humans could not use.

After thinking for a moment, Morikawa Yu asked Kurihara Heiji for a few sheets of white paper and a pencil, and then started drawing on the conference table.

He had studied painting for a while and had a certain foundation, so it would be easy for him to draw some weapon design drawings.

In his previous life, when he was in junior high and high school, he also scribbled on textbooks and paper. Now, drawing these things is a piece of cake for him.

Half a day later, Morikawa Yu handed all the finished drawings to Kurihara Heiji.

Kurihara Heiji glanced at him suspiciously, took the drawing paper, and felt even more troubled.

The first sheet of paper depicted a broad sword with a curved blade, which looked to be nearly 1.3 or 1.4 meters long, and did not resemble a human's weapon at all.

The second picture looks like a model sword from a tokusatsu drama, only with a magazine added, making it very cartoonish.

The third one was even more outrageous, much larger than the first greatsword, with a thin handle attached to the side of the hilt.

The fourth one is slightly more normal, closer to a historical spear-sword, with an extremely long blade, but the proportions are still exaggerated, and the weight is probably excessive.

He glanced at Morikawa Yu's physique subconsciously, and didn't think he looked like a muscular man with explosive muscles all over his body, so he shook his head.

Regardless of whether these cosplay-like weapons can be designed, even if they could, the opponent wouldn't be able to wield them.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Morikawa Yu knew exactly what Kurihara Heiji was thinking.

He glanced around the conference room, then focused his gaze on the conference table in front of him.

This conference table is six or seven meters long and made of solid wood, so it must be quite heavy.

He placed his hand on it, applied a little force, lifted the table with one hand, raised it high, and then stopped.

It wasn't that he couldn't lift it anymore, but rather that the conference table was too long; if he lifted it any further, it would reach the ceiling.

Kurihara Heiji's eyes widened in disbelief.

The three researchers sitting nearby also changed their expressions, speechless with astonishment.

They are currently in a meeting room. This conference table can seat nearly twenty people and is made of solid wood. It would take eight or nine people to lift it, but the other party lifted it with one hand, and very easily.

Is this something a human would do?

Morikawa Yu didn't seem to care much. He put the table down and then gestured for Kurihara Heiji to proceed.

Kurihara Heiji subconsciously made the same movement as Morikawa Yu just now, lifting the table with both hands, but the table only moved slightly and then stopped moving.

His face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, and he strained with all his might, finally managing to move the table a little, before letting go in dejection.

He looked at Morikawa Yu again, his eyes filled with more fear.

"You... are not human?"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that the other party seemed to be from the Asada Shrine, which the group's senior executives visited every year.

It is said that the shrine's chief priest possesses great divine power and has contracted with many non-human shikigami.

He had initially thought the other party was a relative of that god, but now it seemed that the other party was probably a shikigami of that god, rather than a human.

"Of course I'm human, but I'm a little bit stronger than the average person."

Morikawa Yu rolled her eyes at the other person and pointed to the four sheets of paper.

"Don't worry about weight and recoil, just make it as heavy and long as possible."

Kurihara Heiji swallowed hard, nodded, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his shiny bald head.

He looked at those strange greatswords and finally began to consider their feasibility.

When designing light and heavy weapons and equipment, they usually have to take into account the weight of individual weapons and ensure that they are not overweight.

Pistols should not weigh more than one kilogram, assault rifles should not weigh more than five kilograms, light machine guns should not weigh more than ten kilograms, and heavy machine guns weighing more than fifteen kilograms should be carried and used by multiple people separately.

But this person's power is beyond the comprehension of ordinary reasoning, so how could these strange weapons work?

He began to think about it seriously.

Morikawa Yu also glanced at the weapons he had drawn.

The first character he drew was Scarlet Queen from Devil May Cry, Nero's weapon, which was equipped with an internal combustion engine, making it difficult for humans to use.

The second one is the gunblade from Kamen Rider Gaim, a classic cartoon weapon.

The third one is the ship-slaying sword used by Ayanami, the wife in "Azur Lane". It's a classic red and white design, and seeing the sword is like seeing your wife.

The fourth weapon is the gun knife from Yasuo's "Western Cowboy" skin. It's basically the same, but the blade has been thickened to accommodate more bullets, making it a fun limited edition.

He had also considered Kotori Itsuka's "angel" from Date A Live—Scorched Demon Slayer Heavy Cannon.

However, this thing is too unscientific. If he wanted it, he could probably only exchange it through the system. It's impossible to make it in reality, so he didn't consider it.

He looked at Heiji Kurihara, somewhat hoping that the other could actually make these things.

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"So, is it possible to design it?"

He looked at Kurihara Heiji and asked a question.

Kurihara Heiji's expression turned serious.

"It's hard to say, we don't have experience in this area."

"The first model's shape is easy to cast, but the design of adding an internal combustion engine is, to say the least, difficult to implement."

"The second one is also simple to cast, but I'm afraid its actual combat effectiveness will be mediocre."

"The third and fourth models are easier to design; our design engineers should have no problem with them."

"However, these are not conventional weapons and do not meet the conditions for mass production, so no one should be willing to take on the design."

"Then why are you arguing with me like that?"

Morikawa Yu frowned and stared at Kurihara Heiji.

Feeling a chill run down his spine under his gaze, Kurihara Heiji quickly replied, "Actually, it's not that no one is willing to do it, it's just that doing these things requires a lot of funding and project approval, so..."

"So you have to pay extra, right?"

Morikawa Yu sighed.

Indeed, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

You still need to have money.

He pondered whether he had the spare money to do these things.

He's just a high school student right now, and his only gain comes from his shares in Qianjiang's family company.

However, the main purpose of these shares is to receive dividends, not to exchange them for money directly. Otherwise, it would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, and would only affect the operation of Qianjiang's company.

His sister does have a lot of money, but he can't bring himself to spend her money on his hobby of weapons.

After eliminating all these options, Morikawa Yu suddenly realized that she was quite poor.

He sighed and decided to give up.

While these items can increase his strength to some extent, the increase won't be too significant.

It's not worth the trouble and pain for these things.

Kurihara Heiji kept observing Morikawa Yu's expression.

Seeing that he suddenly looked uninterested, Kurihara Heiji immediately wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Actually... Mr. Morikawa, there is another way that can help you."

"Hmm? What method?" Morikawa Yu became interested.

Kurihara Heiji moved closer to him and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Morikawa, actually, in addition to our Equipment Research Department, our institute also has a Special Weapons Design Office, which is headed by our director's daughter."

“She usually likes unusual weapon designs, and might be interested in your prototype concepts. If you don’t mind, I can pass these designs on to her.”

"If she is willing to accept the offer and begin the research, then you may not need to worry about funding."

"Oh...I see."

Morikawa Yu smiled, but shook her head inwardly.

When he was saying these things to him, Kurihara Heiji's eyes darted away.

What the other party is saying may not be as simple as it seems.

However, he doesn't intend to get involved in these matters.

Since this guy made the suggestion, let him carry it out.

Since I'm getting something for free anyway, it's not a bad deal if I can get the daughter of the institute's director to help me.

If you can't find a prostitute, then it's this guy's problem; you can always come back to him later.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Kurihara. I have something to do tonight, so I'll head back now." Morikawa Yu patted Kurihara Heiji on the shoulder. "I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Yes!" Kurihara Heiji immediately stood up straight and leaned slightly forward.

Morikawa Yu shook her head, ignored him, and turned to leave.

It was already dark outside, and he had to go to the shrine tonight, so he didn't have time to stay here any longer...

......

Arriving at the shrine in a Metropolitan Police Department car, Morikawa Yu entered through the torii gate and approach from the main gate.

He had been visiting the shrine frequently these past few days, and many of the shrine maidens had become quite familiar with him, so they hadn't bothered him. However, as soon as he reached the worship hall, he saw a figure that surprised him somewhat.

The other person was wearing a trench coat, had a handsome face, and a somewhat heroic air; it was none other than Kondo Kiyoshi, whom I had met at school.

At the time, his sister challenged him to a bet: if he lost, he would have to date her.

At that time, I didn't know Kondo Kaori's name, didn't realize the problem, and accepted the challenge.

However, I still won quite easily in the end and gained a lot of experience.

Later, when I came to the shrine, I met him again and learned about his relationship with Ryoko.

However, because of her position as the head priest, Ryoko has always maintained her youth, and she and he are more like siblings than grandfather and granddaughter.

Why is he here? Morikawa Yu was a little curious.

Kondo Kiyoya saw Morikawa Yu, waved, and walked over with a big smile on his face.

"Yay! Yu-kun! Good evening~"

Morikawa Yu waved to him, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to address him.

He calls Ryoko "Auntie," but her younger sister, Kondo Kaori, is his junior at school...

Never mind, I'm not that familiar with him, but I have a good relationship with his family, so calling him "President Qing Sang" is fine.

He looked at Kondo Kiyoshi who was walking towards him and nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Kiyoshi-san, good evening."

Kondo Kiyoshi was quite outgoing; he approached Morikawa Yu, grinned, and smiled.

"There's no need to be so polite, Yu Jun. Just call me Qing."

As he spoke, he looked at Morikawa Yu with some surprise.