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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 21 Part 2

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Pasifista

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First of all, I sit her down on the rush mat and hand her a can of low-sugar coffee.

「It, it’s warm… thank you.」

In the beginning, the stuff I put in the Item Box was chilled to the point of freezing, but lately it’s been alternatively getting it warmed or chilled.

It seems that the so-called multi-use of lukewarm cold is chaotic.

For example, the lunchboxes I buy at the student cafeteria for supper, they somehow turn into empty boxes when I take them out.

Especially the onigiri set which seems to be the favorite.

「… You are a first year student, right? It looks like you’ve collected a whole lot of goblin series, did you find an 『armory』 or something?」

The 『armory (weapon rack)』 mention by the otaku girl seems to be a kind of bonus stage where equipment is casually left behind.

Other than that, there also seems to be 『treasure house (treasure chest)』 filled with precious metals and crystals.

「You’re a first year student, so you’re still on the first stratum, right? If you find it in a lower stratum, you would have struck a fortune. Rather, these are pretty high quality. There are even magic items among them.」

The otaku girl, wearing monocle glasses she’s taken out of her apron pocket as well as gloves, begins to arbitrarily appraise the items.

She’s so focused that it seems as if she’s not paying attention to anything else, or rather, as if she’s wholly mesmerized by it.

Maybe, perhaps the otaku girl wouldn’t notice even if I flip up her skirt.

「Please stop with the otaku girl… second year third group, I’m Mikan of the 『Adept Workers』. Hmm… it has high purity, by standard it should be around +2.」

I guess it’s the so-called manner of introducing oneself.

The name of the club seems to be more widespread in the academy grounds than I thought.

「Yes. It’s a club formed by everyone of the second year creator class. You see, non-combat classes are seen as a burden, right? But by receiving the outsourcing of maintenance and creation of weapons, we can form a cooperation with other clubs… Hmm, there are a lot of cursed weapons.」

It seems that gloves and glasses are magic items.

She has no SP display, so I think she shouldn’t be able to use skill, but I wonder if she gets various attribute value correction from the 『Blacksmith』 class.

「Yup. All of them are of the high end of the goblin series weapons. They seem like items dropped by monsters beyond the fifth stratum.」

「Are they by any chance better than the ones bought in the purchasing department?」

「Of course, the weapons in the purchasing department are ultimately just a stopgap, after all. As you proceed ahead, dungeon born magic weapons will become the main weapon, after all…. Ah.」

The mouth that has been moving smoothly in a good mood ceases moving.

Mikan-senpai, who is curling up while hugging her knees in I’ve gone and done it again manner, is uselessly cute.

With her panties in full view, she shows me upturned eyes that seem to be saying are you going to bully me?

「… As expected, are you mad?」

「No, I’m not.」

It seems that she has a trauma from having been harshly berated like being annoying or she’s talking too much up until now.

As far as I’m concerned, I end up getting my items appraised for free, so I feel nothing but gratitude for her.

「If it’s only something like this, I don’t particularly mind taking a look at them no matter how many there are, but…  Do you really want to trust me?」

As I tilt my head, she curls up even more.

「I may have said it in a cool manner, but as expected we are not very good at raising our level in the dungeon, so since we remain low-leveled, perhaps you’d find it hard to trust our appraisal, or something.」

「I see no problem in trusting it.」

Those who talk without being vain and without telling lies are worth putting our trust in.

「Yes. Then, if you’re fine with a fledgling 『Craftsman』, I’ll give them a look again.」

She tells me a lie right off the bat.

Rather, the person in question is grinning and seems to show no shreds of guilty conscience, so, well, perhaps she means the class of the 『Craftsman』 branching.

『Blacksmith』 should a superior class of 『Craftsman』.

Well, 『Adept Workers』 seems to be not as popular as Mikan-senpai flaunted at the beginning, but I doubt building a connection with a production type club will offer any demerit to us.

Keeping one Little Demon spear that seems usable as is for Shizuka, I present the remaining large number of Little Demon series weapons to Mikan-sepai as a token of becoming acquaintances.

「Huh, no, wait a minute. If you remove the curse, even a cursed weapon will turn into a magic weapon, so it is worth quite a lot, you know? There’s no way I can accept it just like that.」

They get dropped in a somewhat worn out condition, and Seiichi and the others don’t even want to pick them up.

But from a creator’s point of view, I guess that’s probably not the case.

「Next time, I’ll drop by your club, so if you are willing to let us choose the weapon for our use by that time….」

「… So you believe me, huh. Yeah. Got it. I’ll keep them for you then.」

If they could be upgraded to be better than the ones bought in the purchasing department, nothing could be better.

The Little Demon weapons on the rush mat are put into the small bag Mikan-senpai carries.

The bag stores even the spears that no matter who you look at should have pierced through it, could it be a magic bag that can hold more than it appears to be.

「Yes. It’s a super rare magic item, you know. I found it in a treasure chest in a dungeon.」

The bag manages to somehow store everything into it, but it turns all bulky and bulging.

It seems to reduce the weight as well, as if telling me that this is what a magic item looks like.

My Item Box can seem to store more, but the inside is turning into an ominous uninhabited area, so it’s really troubling.

「Once again, my name is Touma, from the first year third group.」

「Touma-kun, right? Yes, once again, I am Mikan of the 『Adept Workers』, from the second year third group.」

When I hold the cute hand she presents out, she gives me an ear to ear smile.

She’s a senpai who suits a smile more.

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「Heave-ho oomph.」

The bag, which had been laboriously carried on the shoulder, was dropped on the counter with a strangely old mannish yell.

It looked just like an old leather Boston bag, but it was a first-class magic item imbued with a magical element of internal space expansion.

Similar storage type items were not uncommon among the magic items that appeared in treasure chests in the dungeon.

However, the weight reduction rate and storage capacity varied from one to another, and when it came to the ones categorized as SR-class, it would probably fetch several million sen should it be put on an auction.

「Welcome back. Prez.」

The club room of the 『Adept Workers』, located in the prefab club room building, had been magically remodeled by the club members.

The door had been removed along with the wall surrounding it, and a counter and shelves had been added to make it look more store-like.

Shutters had been installed over the entrance, and the lock on the door was also flawless.

The banner on the wall was printed with the words 『Accepting Equipment Maintenance』, 『Weapon Creation OK, Personal Materials Welcome』, and 『Recruiting Members』.

The vice president, acting as the salesperson, leaned her elbows on the counter and yawned, unable to resist the boredom.

「You didn’t come back after going out to do shopping, after all. So I guess everyone has already gone to the workshop room.」

「The heck is that, so terrible. Even though I’m the President.」

「It’s you we’re talking about after all, Mikan-chan, so perhaps you got entangled by a freshman boy and abducted him or something, or so everyone said.」

At the end, she nonchalantly emphasized her irrelevance.

「I, I’m not the one who get abducted, but the one who do the abducting?」

「… Don’t worry, Mikan-chan, you will look cute if you refine yourself.」

「It’s the same as you telling me that I’m not cute as is. Seesh, these days, I sense danger in my dignity as the president.」

There’s no such thing from the beginning, as such a thought crossed her mind, the vice president stretched out like a cat on the counter.

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