What Kraft dreamed about this time was hardly any better than turning himself into a pickle.
The star of this dream was once again Senbei Norimaki. After his experience with Tom and Jerry, Kraft could guess that Rick and Dr. Arale were probably both characters from worlds where logic didn't apply, so he still looked forward to Dr. Arale's inventions.
But reality... no, the dream dealt Kraft a devastating blow.
Are you fucking serious about using a giant Coke can to power an airplane?
Actually getting a plane into the sky with the thrust from shaking up Coke... that could only happen in a world with absolutely no logic.
He rubbed his temples, calming the frustrated throbbing in his head, then climbed out of bed.
The Stark Expo was drawing closer, and the Dream Toy Company needed to get its booth ready in time. As both its chief designer and an invited guest, Kraft had to at least take a look around the venue, lest he arrive on the day without even knowing where his own company's booth was or how it had been set up.
After breakfast, Kraft brought Quinn and Bea along and got into Martin's Ford with Alice. The artificial intelligence installed in the two little creatures' new collars automatically disabled their scarves' functions whenever they went out, so they no longer needed to take the scarves off.
"Does that Armor work well?"
Once he was seated, Kraft asked Martin.
"It's great. I just haven't used it in a real fight yet, so I don't know exactly what it can do."
Martin answered as he drove. He didn't want the American authorities to discover Armor and follow the trail back to Kraft, so he hadn't used it even while fighting the Magia Gang.
Kraft had prepared Armor