Chapter 146: Let’s Make a Shotgun (1/2)

“Meiya!”

“Lute!”

“”Weapon Manufacturing Banzai!””

Our voices overlapped at the time of the meeting.

We moved the luggage from the airship and recently built a workshop in the headquarters of the New pure Maiden Knights.

In the studio, Meiya and I scream together.

I started talking first.

“Today is the first day of production at this workshop … Meiya, can I ask one thing?”

“What do you say, Lute! Don’t ask one, ask 100 or 1000! I’ll answer any question you have! For example, if you ask me about the size of my left arm, I’ll instantly, verbally and with textual detail, give you the answer! Even I’ll bring a bangle bracelet of the same size.”

Wow, Meiya-san doesn’t skip it from the beginning. She rubs her left arm and glances at me with a flickering red face.

By the way, in this world, if a man and woman are going to marry. There is a custom of sending a bracelet. In other words, it is what on Earth is called a wedding ring.

I pretend to be unaware and clear my throat.

“Well, then I’ll feel free to ask you a question. Why is Meiya wearing a maid outfit? And wearing a white coat over it …”

“I heard that Lute sama likes maid clothes. I wanted him to be happy and tried it on… How do I look?”

For some reason, Meiya put on the same orthodox maid outfit worn by Shea’s escort maids and wore her usual lab coat over it. She wears white gloves and a headdress on her head.

It wasn’t about the bracelet so, Meiya had a disappointed look, but I immediately changed the topic, and she made a full turn on the spot. The skirt and the lab coat spread out softly.

“Welcome back, Master!’. Fufufu, how about now, do I please you?”

Meiya bowed to imitate what Shea did and asked for my reaction.

My reaction was–

“Don’t get on with it, sow!”

“Eh?”

“Wearing a white coat over orthodox maid clothes is degrading the sacred formal wear into colored objects. The stupid act of pouring rotten muddy water into a famous and beautiful sake. What’s even worse is that you’re not aware of your sin at all.”

I turn my gaze to Meiya with nothing but hostility. Meiya trembled with tears in her eyes.

“Take off your lab coat now or change into another outfit. Otherwise, I’ll send you directly to the catacombs with my own hands.”

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!”

Meiya screamed and hurriedly torn off her lab coat.

I’m not so fond of maid clothes. Rather, I prefer the Chinese dress that Meiya usually wears. However, I couldn’t allow her to wear a white coat over the orthodox maid clothes. The words come out of my mouth naturally.

Why can I forgive the dragon dress (Cheongsam) plus the white coat that Meiya usually wears?

Meiya in an orthodox maid outfit began to cry. She knelt on the floor, put her fists in front of her chest, and lowers her head deeply. It was the traditional pose of the dragon race like ‘dogeza’ in Japan.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m sorry. Please don’t abandon the most ignorant and stupid disciple. Loyalty to the God Lute, unrelenting, eternal loyalty. Give the sow another chance …! “

Meiya bowed and kept muttering repeatedly remorse, confessions, apologies, pleadings, and loyalty. The tears shed by Meiya clearly wet the floor.

It was bad… I was a little too emotional and angry.

I forced the kneeling Meiya to stand and wiped the flowing tears with a handkerchief.

“I’m sorry for this. I’m a little too emotional. I’m not angry anymore, so don’t be afraid.”

“Hic, sniff, I’m sorry, Oh, Hic, Forgive me, Hic, cough.”

“Yes, I forgive you. So, stop crying now. Your pretty face is ruined. Yes, don’t do it.”

Meiya Dragoon, the most famous on the Dragon continent and a genius magic tool developer recognized by people all over the world, blew her nose in a handkerchief. It’s a scene that was too surreal.

She was still restless, shedding tears, coughing, and sobbing.

You’re a beautiful woman if you keep silent. If you keep silent…

It took about 30 minutes for Meiya to settled down.

I let her sit down, poured tea, continued to comfort her while brewing and stroking her head. I repeated many times that the maid’s clothes look good and that she looked cute.

“So, what will, sniff, Lute-sama make?”

With red eyes like a rabbit, she asked while holding the handkerchief with both hands and covering her mouth.

I started the explanation with more energy than usual to attract her interest.

“I’m going to make combat shotgun.”