75 - This is a false armour.








 In order for me to have freedom in the academy life, I have to find some strange holy armament that is said to be in an old ruin.



 But it has already been taken away and any evidence of it has been destroyed.



 Everything is at a standstill and I'm in trouble. I'm not in a panic. I had a plan in place from the beginning.



If you don't have the holy armor, why don't you just make it!



 Amidst all the stares of dismay, my sister is the only one who looks at me with sparkling eyes.



"According to the description inscribed on the pedestal, it is a weapon that can destroy a castle wall with a single blow. <, so it must be a romantic weapon that could smash a huge pyramid!



"It's too big, isn't it?"



 At the very least, it should be big enough to carry on your back.

 Professor Tia calmly adds, as if to soothe Char's excitement.



"The size of the pedestal makes it hard to imagine that it is a huge weapon like a hammer. Even if you want to fool the dean, you should prepare something realistic in size.



 I tried to cheer up my depressed sister, but Iris beat me to it.



"But Professor Tia, even a common fortification wall must be very powerful if it is to be built with . If we try to achieve this in a portable size, there will be a limit to the magic formula that can be used in the armor, and the materials will be limited as well. It would be like saying that we are going to make a holy weapon of the same class.



 But her statement was a failure.



"Iris, you don't know what you're talking about."



"Mnh-mnh. What do you mean?"



 Yes, Char is << still a giant size, isn't it! >> and the color of anticipation returned to my eyes.

 But that's not what happened.

 What is the answer that Charles is truly seeking in his subconscious mind?



"You see, romantic weapons are not romantic because of their size. The most important thing is whether or not it has a "crush" on you!



"I see.



 Why the question mark, Char?



"For example, my dad's war hammer. How would you feel if a girl your age wielded it and reaped demons?"



"I feel a little sorry for the demons. ......"



"Yes, well, that's true. Even demons are struggling to survive. We shouldn't hurt them without reason. Let's imagine that we make a big hole in the wall where the evil organization is holed up.



 Charles closed his eyes for a moment.



"I have a crush!"



"That's it!"



"What the hell are you guys talking about?"



 Iris, looking aghast, lets it go. It's all right as long as Charles understands.



"So, I'm going to make a weapon that's big enough to smash through the walls.



"That's why I said it wouldn't be easy: ......"



 No, it's not so easy if the specifications are fixed.



"The maximum size is about the same as my father's war hammer, powerful enough to smash a city wall with a single blow. The shape should be like a ...... stake. It probably won't be similar to other holy armors.



"It's a pile bunker!"



"What? Oh, yeah. ...... design, you want to give it a try?"



 Char's eyes light up and she puts pen to paper.

 Professor Tia peeked in and began to ooh and aah.



"Are you going to carry a few stakes on your back? Isn't it too long for that? That's almost two meters, okay?"



"Short and thin, it doesn't look like a siege weapon."



"I wonder if I should bother declaring it? It's more of a hassle to set it on the arm pedestal--hmm? I see, so it is automatically sent from the back. But isn't this mechanism too complicated? I mean, how do you move it?"



"Robotic arms are romantic. And it is moved with a clatter of magical power."



"I think the physical mechanism should be simple if you incorporate a dedicated magic formula: ......"



 You have to understand that it's romantic.



"How do you think the stakes will be ejected? If you're going to have a crossbow-like structure, you're going to need strings."



"Shubha" by some magical force.



"Do you have to add a formula for that? No, that's romantic, too."



 I'm getting brainwashed. He has always been inclined to romanticism.

 However, there was one child who couldn't keep up.



"I can't imagine the materials and magic formula needed to realize this at all. ......"



 Iris has her head in her hands. Oh, there's another one whose eyes are swimming.



"I'm sure Mr. Hurt will make it happen. ....... But logic will never work ......."



 Riza is hard to get used to.



"It's done!"



 Charles proudly held up the paper.






 A plate-like object that looks like a longer buckler is attached to one arm of a girl who looks like a magical girl. It seems that the four stakes on her back are loaded one by one into the plate-like object with a chibi arm and shot out.

 The drawing is really good.



Iris says, "I think that the ejection point to be fitted to the arm is small compared to the length of the stakes.



"All you do is complain when you open your mouth."



I didn't mean it like that. I was just giving my honest opinion. ......"



"Take a good look. This one is the final form.



 There are three pictures of girls. The chronological order of the pictures is from the normal state, to the loaded state, to the ejected state. When the girl is loaded, the plate-like object extends toward the arms in conjunction with the movement of the tibia arm, and then changes into a shape as if it were spreading its wings.



"What does that mean ......?"



"It's romantic."

"It's romantic."

"Romantic."



 It's more exciting to have something like this. You really don't get it, do you?



"Now that we've decided on the shape, let's go out and try it out!"



"But first, I have to make a real one. That's the only and biggest challenge. ......"



 Iris looks at me as if she's watching someone suspicious.

 Professor Tia and Riza are also paying attention to me in a < kind of way...



"I prepared it here for the time being.



 I pulled something out from under the table like a short cooking show .



"......" (Iris is stunned)

"......" (Professor Tia's glasses slipped off)

"......" (Riza looks up to the heavens)



"That's my brother, isn't it? You work very quickly...."



 Only Char was accepting, as he should have been.