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I only hope that Miss Inam will follow through on her promise to help me accomplish the 'seven must-dos when visiting Acahualla.'

Mr. Elysium and Mr. Stitch have already gotten the ball rolling. With the two of them as guides, we won't ever lose our way... or at least that's what they promised.

Haha, perhaps by the time Gavial and Eunectes make it home, we will have already taken care of everything.

She used to be the impatient one... How come I have to wait half an hour in the hallway for her now?

Look at this new gear... I thought Gavial would file a request for this stuff every month, but I guess that wasn't really the case, judging by Master Closure's reaction.

So I guess she's not going back to playing 'wandering medic who left the tribe'?

This is taking way too long! Gavial, what are you doing?!

Don't rush me! You guys put together the most complicated equipment, you know?!

This is what you get when you make an order on such short notice! If you have a problem with that, maybe you should go through proper procedures with Engineering next time.

Ugh—! This sucks! Not even those knights in Kazimierz wear this much armor!

Doesn't matter, if there's anything you can't figure out—

Forget it! This will do! I'm tossing the rest!

Huh?!

Yeah, forget all that junk. Don't need it. The moment I picked up this axe, I figured it all out.

Figured what out...?

That this guy's all I need.

Did you make it?

It was a rush order.

I knew it. Only you could make something this kick-ass. No complaints. From the balance to the weight, all perfect.

But this little ornament...

Lancet-2 told me to pour my feelings into everything I contribute to, whether a patient or equipment.

She said that, huh? Probably learned it from Closure. Well, whatever winds your sprocket.

Alright then, let's go!

...Gavial!

What now, more dawdling?

What... are you going to do? It sounds like the Durins' call for help that Tomimi got might be some kind of crisis their city is facing.

It might be a Catastrophe... It might be war.

The letter says 'fire rained down from the sky and burned our quilts' and 'a giant mushroom sprouted from the ground and blocked the sunlight, preventing the plants from growing,' but it's all too abstract.

No matter what the problem is, we oughta be able to tackle it. I mean, Inam and Elysium are coming too.

Tackle it how?

Didn't you just give me the answer? Check out my getup. I really mean it, Zumama. I haven't been this excited in a while.

So you mean you're using your fists again.

Hah, the usual!

The usual, huh...

Time waits for no one, Zumama.

Don't you want to see with your own eyes what those guys from your tribe have done to the forest?

Hah... I guess so.

Let's get going, then.