"Junior Tanaka, is this what you meant by 'a little gentler'?"
"I shot, yeah, isn't this gentle enough?"
"This is a bit too gentle, ah, I shot wide."
The two of them were actually standing in front of a booth, holding guns and shooting at targets.
Seeing that Fujiwara Chika missed, Tanaka Masao looked a little smug.
"Hehe, Fujiwara-senpai, I'm a sharpshooter who never misses. You should just concede defeat."
"I won't concede! I only missed one shot."
Just as Fujiwara Chika spoke, her finger accidentally pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew off to who knows where.
"Ah, it's all Junior Tanaka's fault, he made me shoot by accident."
Saying that, she snatched Tanaka Masao's gun and fired all the bullets inside in one go.
Tanaka Masao condemned Fujiwara Chika's actions.
"Fujiwara-senpai, you're cheating! You can't stand losing."
Fujiwara Chika blushed slightly upon hearing Tanaka Masao's words, but she still argued, "I'm not cheating! I'm just striving for fairness. My mistake just now was also due to Junior Tanaka's influence. Let's start over now."
To make her words more convincing, Fujiwara Chika upped the ante.
"If I lose this time, I'll unconditionally agree to one of Junior Tanaka's requests."
Hearing this, Tanaka Masao raised an eyebrow and looked Fujiwara Chika up and down.
"Any request?"
Feeling Tanaka Masao's gaze, Fujiwara Chika covered her chest.
"No perverted requests."
"I haven't even said anything yet."
Tanaka Masao shook his head helplessly. Why did everyone think that all he could think of were perverted requests?
He was a true gentleman, alright? He hadn't thought of such things at all, not even a little bit.
"Damn it, why is everyone so vigilant?"
"Whether it's a request or not isn't important. The main thing is that I'm a competitive person.
Since Fujiwara-senpai has challenged me, there's no reason for me not to accept.
Come on!"
Tanaka Masao reached out his hand, asking Fujiwara Chika for his gun back.
Seeing Tanaka Masao agree to the duel, Fujiwara Chika hesitated for a moment and gave Tanaka Masao the gun that originally belonged to her.
She kept Tanaka Masao's gun in her hand.
Tanaka Masao didn't care about Fujiwara Chika's little trick; a smile even appeared on his lips.
"How does Fujiwara-senpai want to compete?"
"Ten shots each, the person with the highest score wins."
"Alright."
Tanaka Masao didn't waste any words, firing several shots consecutively, all hitting the target. Although not every shot was a bullseye, they were all very close to the center.
Seeing Tanaka Masao's performance, Fujiwara Chika suddenly felt immense pressure.
"How can Junior Tanaka be so good? He shoots so accurately. I can't give up."
Since there was no time limit for the competition, Fujiwara Chika aimed for a long time. Only after ensuring that the crosshairs completely overlapped with the center of the target did she pull the trigger.
With a "bang~" sound, the bullet successfully hit the edge of the target.
Fujiwara Chika was very surprised when she saw it.
"How can it be so far off? I clearly aimed very accurately."
At this moment, Tanaka Masao beside her gave an answer.
"Fujiwara-senpai, this is my personal habit; the gun's trajectory is biased to the left."
"Why would you do that?!"
Tanaka Masao tilted his head slightly, revealing a smug smile.
"Because I don't want other people to pick up my gun and use it directly."
"How can Junior Tanaka be like this? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
"Fujiwara-senpai, you didn't ask, did you? Speaking of which, Fujiwara-senpai, you wouldn't think you can't win and then try to cheat again, would you?"
Feeling Tanaka Masao's suspicious gaze, Fujiwara Chika felt a bit unconvinced in her heart, but since she had set the rules of the game herself, she couldn't very well deny it.
"Hmph, I'm not someone who goes back on her word like that.
And as for 'can't win,' I don't understand what you mean.
I only made one mistake; the competition isn't over yet."
With the experience from just now, Fujiwara Chika made a slight adjustment to her aim.
"It should be in this position."
Based on the position of her first shot, Fujiwara Chika successfully hit a nine-ring.
"Yay! If I keep this up, there's still hope of winning."
She glanced at Tanaka Masao's target; it wasn't all nines and tens, there were sevens and eights as well.
Fujiwara Chika saw hope of winning. She focused all her attention on the target, with only one thought in her mind.
"I must win, as a senpai.
I can't let Junior Tanaka make strange requests."
For the remaining shots, Fujiwara Chika almost entirely hit the bullseye, achieving an excellent score of seventy-eight points out of ten shots.
Although this score was not bad, Fujiwara Chika was still a little worried.
"If this gun hadn't been problematic and I had scored on the first shot, I definitely would have reached over eighty points."
She looked at Tanaka Masao's scoreboard.
"Eh, only sixty-nine points?!"
Fujiwara Chika was a little surprised.
"Just now, I saw Junior Tanaka hitting the bullseye, so his score should be very high."
"Don't worry, Fujiwara-senpai, I still have one shot left."
Fujiwara Chika suddenly felt confident.
"Looking at Junior Tanaka's skill, one shot is probably about an eight-ring.
And I am currently nine points ahead of Junior Tanaka, so the chances of winning are very high. At worst, it's a tie.
As for Junior Tanaka hitting a ten-ring and turning the tide, the chance is simply too small to be considered.
This is a sure win."
"Junior Tanaka, you can take your time aiming and do your best. I won't disturb you."
Fujiwara Chika looked relaxed, appearing as effortless as a master.
"Actually, shooting is very simple. As long as you find the pattern, anyone can become a sharpshooter, just like me. What if the gun is problematic? What if I didn't score on the first shot? I still..."
While Fujiwara Chika was speaking, Tanaka Masao had already pulled the trigger. As the bullet fired, it successfully hit the ten-ring.
He casually put down the gun and picked his ears.
"Fujiwara-senpai, you're right, shooting is indeed a very simple thing.
Can I make my request now?"
Watching Fujiwara Chika's originally smug and effortless face instantly stiffen, Tanaka Masao felt particularly pleased and happy.
His first few shots indeed scored very high. If he had played well, over ninety points in ten shots should have been no problem.
But after seeing Fujiwara Chika's score, a good idea suddenly came to his mind.
That was to control his score.
He would control his score for nine shots to be nine points less than Fujiwara Chika, and then hit a ten-ring with the last shot, completely crushing her mental defenses.
With the first few shots, he quickly got a feel for the gun, and then entered the phase of hitting wherever he aimed.
Looking at Fujiwara Chika, whose eyes were wide and mouth slightly open, still not recovered from the shock.
Tanaka Masao knew that his approach was very effective.