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Of course, the reason Samantha would ask such a thing wasn't because she believed Noelle was incapable of coming up with such an idea, but because she knew that the gray-haired lady generally didn't like doing these types of things.
Having spent so many years together, Sam knew very well that Noelle would rather spend time improving herself than sabotaging her opponents.
Noelle's expression immediately turned worse as she glared at the taller girl. "…This idea is mine. Why…? You believe I can't think of it myself?"
She hadn't even told Emilia about the origins of this gun yet. Although she understood that Emilia was sure to do this kind of thing according to her troublemaking nature, Noelle still didn't like how Sam seemingly looked down on her.
