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After the bath, he walked out of the bathroom with a sour face. His mood was not good.

Bruce put on clothes and took a bite of some chocolate bars from his inventory. He glanced at the clock and was shocked.

"Almost half a day was spent making a mana core."

"Is my talent that bad?" Bruce is serious.

Thinking of how low his talent was in the field of magic, choosing a mage class was the right decision.

At the time of creating the core of mana, time is not felt for him. Maybe an hour, a day, or even a month could have passed. He only needed to focus on working out the mana core, not on how long it would take to make it.

Bruce raised his hand and looked at his palm. He focused his attention and tried to make a rasengan. The wind swirled around him and gathered in his palms slowly. Bruce was amazed by the movement of the wind. 

It was easier and smoother than previous experiments.

Before he had a mana core and a mage class, he would lose focus and have to start all over again.

The wind swirled around Bruce slowly towards his palm, and after a complicated process, a bluish-white ball was formed floating above his open palm.

Bruce drains more mana into the wind. 

As a result, the size of the wind ball immediately grew, the wind that blew also slowly increased its speed, and the light objects and garbage that were in his room were blown by the wind and flew away following the movement of the wind like a ghost.

"Ah... " Bruce was a bit speechless when he saw all his garbage blown away, he was a bit too lazy to throw it away. 

That's why a lot of trash is swirling around right now, as if terrorizing Bruce.

"These scum gave me a good idea," said Bruce with sparkling eyes.

He turned off the flow of mana into his artificial rasengan, and all flying objects immediately fell apart. Bruce ran to the corner of the room and rummaged through a box.

"Aha! I found it." Bruce was holding a plastic garbage bag in his hand.

"Yosh, let's try," he said excitedly.

He walked to the center of the room and opened a plastic bag. After that, Bruce observed the various types of garbage that he had managed to collect over the past few days.

His right hand lifted and began to slowly collect the wind. 

The wind blows slowly, increasing the speed of its movement. The wind immediately merges and forms a whirlpool. In Bruce's palm, there is now a mini-tornado that rotates at high speed.

"Hehehe, it worked. Now let's start the next step." 

A mini tornado that rotates at high speed reduces its rotation speed gradually, instead, the tornado's range widens and covers the entire room in which it stands. The scattered garbage was pulled by the vortex of the wind, swirling around Bruce like a planet circling the sun.

Bruce directed the wind that carried the garbage to the black plastic bag, which had been waiting for him since earlier.

"Hahahaha, get over here!" Bruce laughed, happy to see the garbage in a black plastic bag.

When someone learns magic, they will usually practice in an empty field or look for goblins to target.

Meanwhile Bruce?

Laughing out loud at the sight of the collection of garbage moving by itself without the need for him to pick it up one by one, that's how the scene continues, the garbage is lifted and put into a plastic bag.

A few minutes later, Bruce is standing between plastic bags that are already full of garbage.

Taking the two smallest garbage bags with both hands, he put the rest into his inventory. When it got to the manufacturing site, he would throw it all away, which would make anyone wonder if Bruce walked with dozens of garbage bags.

"Let's get rid of this shit forever," he said as he walked out of his room.

When he came out of his bedroom door, a strange scene occurred on the terrace of his apartment.

Umaru was in her chibi form, sitting near the stairs, her mouth sucking on a white candy shaped like a cigarette, and several empty cola bottles and potato chips scattered beside her.

- This girl's behavior is getting weirder day by day- thought Bruce as he walked and passed Umaru.

After throwing all the garbage in the trash, he returns, accidentally passing Umaru without greeting her. 

"Jack-san!!" Umaru's scream was heard from behind him.

- Huh, hopefully her request this time is not too strange- Bruce said in his heart as he turned to face Umaru.

"Haa, what's going on?" he asked.

"Report! For several days since the general's self-exile, our manga supplies have been running low, and the purchase of new products is required. Report closed." she got up and reported like a soldier.

"Oh, it's okay, after all, my vacation is over. I have to go," Bruce said to the girl in front of him.

"Kyakkk!! How could you just leave? Why did you leave me?" Umaru screamed like a banshee at his answer, and tears began to flow profusely.

"Ah, I have to work, don't I? Without money, our supplies cannot be replenished," Bruce said with a reasonable excuse.

Don't underestimate the chibi creature in front of him, although she is very lazy, her academic grades are always high. If not, how could Bruce want to take care of a fussy little girl?

The ideas she gave were also very extraordinary.

"That's right, hehe. Then work hard to earn money. Take this file, there are some ideas for basic element magic."

"I don't know if it fits the game you're working on," she said, taking a notebook from under the hamster's coat and giving it to Bruce.

I took and turned over a few pages of the book, fascinated by the fantastic ideas recorded in the book. The visualization is also amazing, for example, there is an earth armor that covers the entire body of the magician with hard rocks.

It is very well drawn, so it is not inferior to the drawings of professional mangaka. 

Glancing at such a perfect picture, he glanced back at the performer who drew it.

- Don't look at the book from the cover. The ancient proverbs were right - he thought when he saw Umaru playing with two fat hamsters, drinking and eating junk food.

"As always, your drawing is amazing, Umaru. What about your school life?" Bruce is a bit curious about the school life of the girl in front of him. 

"Huh, as usual. Soon there will be a midterm exam," Umaru replied boringly.

"Genius is built differently. I hope your exam is a success. I will pack my things," said Bruce, and he walked away.

"Alright, goodbye, Jack-san!" Umaru shouted her best parting words.

Bruce simply waved his hand in response to her words.

Once inside the apartment room, he immediately saw several boxes containing his belongings. Bruce has separated several categories from them, there is a box that contains cutlery, clothes, cooking utensils, and some melee weapons.

The weapon Bruce was referring to was a katana. When robbing a Yakuza family, he found a katana containing mana inside its blade.

He wasn't very knowledgeable about forging, but the katana he picked up was indeed good. 

Ordinary humans were incapable of using it due to the sword's size and weight. According to him, that katana sword was used by someone who had a monster physique in the past.

After putting in all the necessary things, he looked at his room for a while with a slight longing and walked out of the apartment.

Walk slowly through the streets while looking at the stars shining beautifully in the night sky.

"System! Use the gate. Remember the goddam warning?" he commands while glaring at the floating screen.