Chapter 3: The Winery [Perfect!]...
Fushimi Kyoji soon experienced firsthand the training that Gin mentioned.
The player was taken by Gin to one of the organization's training bases. After several secret codes and entering Fushimi Kyoki's fingerprints, he finally entered the hidden training ground.
"Assemble it and take it to the range."
He led the man to a pile of complicated gun parts. The green eyes covered by the brim of the hat made it difficult to discern specific emotions. Gin's tone was full of sarcasm, and it seemed that his patience had been exhausted. The extinguished cigarette between his fingers fell accurately into the sealed bag prepared in advance by Vodka.
"Your grades better be good enough to offset the time you wasted."
Gin didn't mind throwing the worthless garbage into Tokyo Bay to join the other souls he had executed.
I believe that gentleman will not be unhappy with this result.
Gin has no habit of being a know-it-all. The glance he gave the player before turning around and leaving was a silent urging.
Gin's harsh attitude also caused Vodka, who was a little easier to talk to, to follow his elder brother closely without looking away.
Of course, the game cannot require players to be proficient in firearms.
Some parts have a soft light outline in Fushimi Kyoji's field of vision. After picking them up with your hands and putting them together in the direction indicated by the arrow, a sound similar to "bingo!" will appear in your ears.
The finished product of the three-dimensional puzzle is a compact gun suitable for women, which still feels heavy in the hand.
This is completely different from the time when the cake was given to "Wasteful Gang" in the beginner's guide.
At least the players didn't feel the weight at that time.
I rubbed the gun in my hand with a sense of curiosity, and immediately felt the unique coolness of the metal on my skin.
The realism of the game's details is close to that of real firearms, and the difference is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Without wasting any extra time, Fushimi Kyoji assembled the heavy weapons and followed the direction where Gin and Vodka left, chasing after them towards the shooting range.
From a distance, I could vaguely see a tall figure and Vodka standing behind him.
As the distance got closer, the smell of gunpowder mixed with fresh sulfur and saltpeter filled the air and rushed into my nose.
Gin put away his gun, and Fushimi Kyoji glanced in front of him. The bullet hole on the bull's eye in the distance was still emitting smoke.
Before the player arrived, the opponent seemed to have gone through a simple warm-up.
Gin didn't have any special reaction to the player's arrival. He just nodded coldly at her and motioned Fushimi Kyoji to stand on his left.
I had absolutely no experience in holding a gun in my life so far. I fiddled with my hands for a long time, imitating what I saw in the movies, and placed my index finger on the trigger awkwardly.
Her target was a target several dozen meters away.
“…”
At the same time as he aimed his gun, a colorful mini-game pop-up window appeared in his field of vision.
"*Now entering the 'shooting mini-game': please pay attention to the charge bar and pull the trigger at the right time to get a higher score~"
[Tip]: Pull the trigger to stop the crosshair.]
The crosshair representing the muzzle of the gun appears on the charging bar and moves back and forth from left to right.
On both sides are green, which almost takes up half of the charging bar, and orange and red, which are gradually shorter in length.
The gold color representing a perfect score is in the middle, and the aiming crosshairs can easily pass over it.
Fushimi Kyoji was fully focused, paying attention, and patiently waiting for the crosshairs to coincide with the center.
Choose the right moment and pull the trigger in advance.
【Perfect! 】
Fushimi Kyoji silently said "yeah" in his heart.
The mini-game didn't end yet, and the players' ears kept ringing with the cheerful sound effects of "great" and "Perfect!"
There were several times when he rushed to take the shots, resulting in several lower scores. He was unable to maintain a perfect combo from the beginning to the end, which made Fushimi Kyoji a little dissatisfied.
The rising score narrowly surpassed the evaluation of representative C, and the settlement interface disappeared from the players' sight.
The empty taskbar also flickered and lit up.
*Task: [Daily Mini-Game] (1/1)
“…”
After the dust from the bullets cleared, Vodka, having checked his results, chuckled and encouraged him, "If this is your first time using a gun, that's a pretty good result."
The upper half of Gin's face was in the shadow of the brim of his hat, with his lips being the only part completely exposed to view, making it impossible to tell what his mood was at the moment.
"*【Gin】Favorability +0"
"*【Gin】Current Favorability: 0"
"*(……Oh.)"
...probably not very satisfied.
"*【Tip】: You can freely use the [Rewind] function during the game. The [Save] progress will automatically update after recognizing the plot node~"
Players follow the game instructions - in fact, the [Rewind] button is right on the game panel.
"*Loading [save file]..."
"*loading...loading..."
"*Successfully loaded [save file]!"
Returning to the previous save point, this time without Gin's signal, the player has already consciously stood in the shooting position.
Holding the gun with both hands, he tilted his head slightly and focused his sight on the fixed target in the distance.
“…”
With the experience not long ago, players gradually found the feel of the shooting game.
The settlement score also slowly rose from a poor C to a B score.
The silver-haired man, who exuded a cold aura that told strangers to stay away, didn't even raise his eyelids, and a bloody and sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"*【Gin】Favorability +0"
"*【Gin】Current Favorability: 0"
"*(……Oh.)"
Um……
It seems like it hasn't changed at all from before!
"*... Successfully loaded the [save file]!"
【Perfect! 】
【Perfect! 】
【great! 】
The player continuously pulled the trigger, and scores of different colors flashed in the peripheral vision that did not block his vision.
As you become more proficient in the mini-game, your accuracy in hitting will increase dramatically.
"*(……Oh.)"
“*(……)”…
"*You achieved an 'A' rating in the shooting game, receiving the following rewards: 10 points of [Endurance], 15,000 yen, and an expiring meal coupon..."
The gleaming "A"-like letter disappears after the player sheathes the pistol with an empty magazine.
The moving target in the field of vision was in tatters, and the closer it was to the center of the target, the more it was pierced by dense bullet holes.
Fushimi Kyoji finally received some favorability information other than a sneer and an ellipsis of unknown meaning.
The moment the player saw the new high score, he turned to check Gin's reaction.
——As a result, his eyes met with a pair of fierce eyes that glowed emerald green.
Although he was the one watching someone else being caught, it was difficult to see any signs of guilt on his face, or he chose to look away.
"Brother..." Vodka handed over the data he recorded.
Gin didn't move, just glanced at the words above: "..."
There was no intention to talk to the players throughout the whole process.
His cold green eyes moved slightly, and his gaze roughly swept across the page with the results written on it, but he did not focus all his attention on it.
The results were barely above average in the organization, and in Gin's opinion, they were just average.
If I were just an ordinary person with no redeeming qualities, there would be no reason for that gentleman to notice me.
What really piqued Gin's interest was the performance of a lower-level member named Fushimi Kyoki.
Recalling the other party's amateurish gun-holding movements, his brows twisted slightly under the shadow of his hat brim.
Even the scavengers in the organization who were responsible for dealing with the remaining scavengers would not be like her, and even the way they held the gun revealed a sense of unfamiliarity.
One can't help but doubt the authenticity of her membership in the organization.
Gin, who received the order from that gentleman and immediately started investigating the background of [Fushimi Kyoki], would not have such thoughts.
Both of Fushimi Kyoji's parents are members of the organization. As a second-generation member who grew up under the organization's brainwashing, his entire life has been under the organization's surveillance.
As for her unfamiliarity with firearms...
If they are good at different fields and have not deliberately engaged in physical training, it can be explained.
Gin was thinking of throwing her into the lab after this. No matter what funny and stupid things she did, Gin would just watch with a scrutinizing eye and would not have any extra expectations for her performance.
The indifferent attitude came to an abrupt end when the other party raised his gun and aimed at the target.
The pure temperament that had nothing to do with darkness disappeared in an instant, and Gin immediately sensed the subtle changes happening to the other person.
While holding the gun, adjust the posture to a standard and stereotyped movement, hold the grip with one hand and support the bottom with the other hand to keep it stable.
Skillfully load the gun, release the safety, and then pull the trigger.
The shooting continued without interruption, and the bullets accurately hit the bull's eye.
The eyes under the brim of the hat were fixed on the other person for a long time.
Even Gin found it difficult to reconcile the scene before him with the girl's behavior in his memory not long ago.
It was so standard that it looked like a precisely executed program; neither the movements nor the postures had changed at all from beginning to end.
As physical strength is consumed, not every shot can hit the bull's eye accurately.
If you miss the target, it is easy to lose patience and accuracy, and become emotionally unstable.
These situations that most people would experience were not present at all in Fushimi Kyoji.
Even if the bullet deviated from the expected trajectory, there was no pause in the movement of his hands. His green eyes, reflecting vitality, reflected an inorganic luster like gemstones under natural light, giving people a sense of dissociation, as if they were not sure if the person standing in front of them was really a living human being.
After accurately emptying the last bullet in the magazine, his previously tense posture immediately relaxed into the state Gin was familiar with.
Those green eyes flashing with tiny rays of light were eagerly searching for something, and the eyes of a good student full of expectation to be affirmed by the elders met Gin's gaze and stopped.
The initial irritation I felt at wasting so much time on waste gradually faded away.
Gin was inexplicably attracted by those green eyes that were similar to his own, but revealed completely different emotions.
"*【Gin】Favorability +5!"
"*【Gin】Current Favorability: 5"
“*(…Just barely.)”
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"*【Tips】: The game developers are committed to giving players a complete gaming experience. No matter what choices players make, the plot will not end in a bad way~"
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