Firearms

"So, To build a firearm, that can fire repeatedly without having to reload each time?" Says The virtual assistant of the system.

"Yes."

"What design would you like it to be?"

"Brown Body, Black muzzle, white silencer, and long handle."

"Item Granted"

A firearm of the same description appears out of thin air and falls into kuramoto's hands.

"This is?"

"An AR rifle, A long ranged strong gun, used for hunting."

"How do I reload it."

"Pull the magazine down with a button and fill it with bullets and push it back up"

"Let me try." Kuramoto tries it like the system said.

"Its done!"

"Great, Now place it close to your hands and face and turn off the safety pin, then pull the trigger and hold it to repeatedly fire."

He does as listed aboe and shoots his first bullet.(SFX:VRR!)

"Wh-what!? What what that!?"

But there was no voice.

"I guess I have to keep practicing."

He shoots it again, but this time, he doesnt lose his cool.

"This is pretty awesome, isnt it?"

"It sure is" appeared from behind him, was Veronica.

"The firearm that can fire repeatedly!"

"You built it?"

"Obviously." He lies.

"Shoot it again."

He shoots it on a target.

The target just destroyed itself after a few bullets.

"Wow, This might actually be useful for our soldiers!"

"I know right."

"But its just me that can craft these, If it falls on someone else's hands, we are doomed!"

"I'll keep it a secret for you!"

"Deal?"

"Deal!"

"Great!"

She walks out of the training room and kuramoto lets out a deep sigh.

"So this is where the revolution starts."

"To be safe, I will only let my gun smiths know so that they can mass produce it for the soldiers."

"Let me just go tell them."

He walks towards the door but then he hears a loud bang on his window.

"Wh-who is there!?" He said, shocked.

He looked behind in confusion.

The thing that banged on the window was a person's skull.

"What the hell!?"

He runs towards it to find all the other body parts on the ceiling of the house just beside the mansion.

Kuramoto, terrified of what happened, looks around to get a hold of his gun.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"Gun! Just come into my hand already!"

He finally finds the gun on the table.

He places it close to his head and is in aimed mode.

"Who is there!? Come out!"

But there was not even a single whisper.

He opened the window and looks downside.

The view he saw was horrifyingly weird.

It was bodies cut up in a sewer tank with a man in a robe and mask throwing it at him.

He opened the window and screamed loudly in curiousity.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING!?"

The man remained silent with his words, but the gloves drenched in blood, came upto his eye and his tongue out as to show that he is taunting him.

Kuramoto exhales deeply and lets out a deep sigh.

He locks his right foot on the window frame and uses his left arm with his palm facing the cursed blades.

The blades, enlightened with dark red blood, it came rushing and the sheathed of the blades, were grabbed by Kuramoto.

His left foot, out of the window, he jumped, with all his might and he landed the foot he jumped with on the masked man's face.

"Take this bastard!"

"G-gah!" The masked man, bleeding from his nose covering his face by his hands said "You sure are a nosy one, No wonder master told ME the finest Assassin in this region to assassinate you."

He disappeared and appeared behind him with a inverted knife and held his neck tightly trying to choke and a knife infront of his face to cut his neck if needed.

"A-argh! What are you doing!?"

"I didn't want to do this, But it's my master's orders."

"Your master is Higashi Katsuo, isn't it?" He said with a smug look on his face.

"Wha- how did you know!?" The guy as soon as he said that, let down his guard which enabled Kuramoto to escape from sliding under his hands.

"Sorry sir, I cannot die here, I have a goal to accomplish."

Kuramoto jumped from house to house to flee, The man kept up with Kuramoto's pace and kept chasing him down.

Because of Kuramoto's endurance, He was faster, But the man was gradually slowing down because of his lack of energy.

"What's wrong? Tired? Take a rest."

"It's you that needs to rest!" He throws a Small pocket knife from behind him which slashes Kuramoto's cheek.

Kuramoto looked the side of his cheek from the corner of his eye.

He stood there with no emotions on his face.

"You dare ruin my handsome face?"

"I will kill you a million times!" Said Kuramoto rushing forward throwing away his blades and fisting him to death.

The man didn't back down either, He got up everytime just to be put down by his punches again.

"Not bad, Kid."

"You really are testing me, aren't you?"

"I am."

The man backed down and throws away his cloak.

His body, filled with scars, with a great athletic physique.

"You do know that these scars are from battles right?"

Kuramoto also throws away his outfit wearing just pants.

"I don't have scars because I never lost a battle."

"You will, Today."

He removes his mask, unveiling a handsome face filled with sorrowness and a unwanting will to kill people.

"Orders are orders, Sorry man."

He got up and dashes towards him with his head forward, hands moving as he runs towards Kuramoto with a katana that he revealed from his cloak.

"I am a skilled fighter too, don't disappoint me!" The man said with enthusiasm.

"I definitely won't!"

He got up from crouching on the floor waiting for him to come to him.

He just grabbed one blade with his sheathe attached to his waist and the katana's tsuba, out of the katana, standing in a sheathe charging up internal energy.

"This battle will be awesome, Murderer!" Kuramoto said

"It definitely will."

TO BE CONTINUED.