Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Tsukishima Saori nodded slightly, her expression very calm, but not the indifference of Hoshimiya Rin. Instead, there was a natural sense of alienation, as if ordinary people were not qualified to approach her.

She was wearing a sportswear that was extremely simple in color and style today. Her long, straight legs were wearing white socks and sneakers. Her back was straight and her posture was very upright.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, swaying slightly in the wind.

Perhaps it was because of the faint light reflected in her eyes, the color of her pupils became very light, like glass, but not fragile. Instead, it seemed a bit like a wild leopard on the hunt, very sharp.

However, looking at that proud little face, another picture emerged in An Zeliang's mind.

That was the scene in the last farsighted simulation when Tsukishima Saori used her life to protect the simulated personality and smiled as she said, "I finally beat you once..."

It turns out that Lin Jiao is different from Tsundere.

The cuteness of tsundere lies in the duplicity of words and thoughts, and the contrast between the inner and outer appearance.

And Lin Jiao, when he is not familiar with you, he is heroic and cool. After he gets familiar with you, he still appears cool on the surface, but he will reveal a trace of inner fragility and anxiety at critical moments.

In short, he appears cold on the outside but is actually very active on the inside.

At this time, after saying hello, Tsukishima Saori didn't say anything else and walked aside calmly.

"Miss, your gloves." The accompanying bodyguard in black immediately stepped forward.

"Ah."

Tsukishima Saori responded faintly, put on her shooting gloves skillfully, took her usual bolt-action rifle from the bodyguard, and began to load the bullet.

pat, pat...

The sound of loading the gun began to sound rhythmic and somewhat cruel.

Seeing this scene, the two bodyguards on the outermost side walked towards An Zeliang, stretched out their hands, and looked like they wanted to book the place and kick everyone out.

"If nothing happens, just go out."

Tsukishima Saori's clear voice mixed in with the sound of the bullet being loaded, sounding somewhat cold.

"The venue here is small and can't accommodate so many people."

The bodyguards were stunned, as if they didn't understand what he meant. They looked at Saori Tsukishima hesitantly. After being glanced at indifferently by the other party, the bodyguards responded.

"...Yes, miss."

Soon, they all left, leaving only a few people guarding outside the door.

"Ms. Tsukishima, are you still going at your usual speed?"

At this time, the staff asked.

"Ah."

Still responding with a nasal sound that was neither too high nor too low, Saori Tsukishima raised her gun and shot at the human-shaped target farthest away.

Ten rings, ten rings, nine rings.

It is already an excellent result.

With a slight frown, Saori Tsukishima adjusted her posture, observed again for a few seconds, and shot again.

Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings.

With her brows relaxed, Tsukishima Saori turned around and looked at the staff. After receiving the answer that the gear speed had been adjusted and shooting could start at any time, she suddenly looked at An Zeliang.

"Student An Ze, are you still planning to participate in the math competition next year?"

"It has not been confirmed yet." An Zeliang was changing the bullet and replied casually.

"Shall we play a round here?" Tsukishima Saori's lips curled up slightly. "I will use the highest speed. Anze-san can adjust it at will. I don't mind."

Did you lose so badly in the math competition and plan to get back at it somewhere else?

An Zeliang glanced at the other person and simulated that Saori Satsukijima was the same. Before the two of them cooperated in the election, she had been competing with him in various ways.

However, I never won once.

"Then I'll use the highest speed as well." An Zeliang gestured to the staff, "You'll do the scoring?"

"Okay." The staff quickly got ready and started the countdown.

An Zeliang and Tsukishima Saori raised their guns at the same time, both performing the most professional shooting moves.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!

The flying discs instantly shot into the sky at irregular speeds, with different speeds, angles and times, and a high degree of randomness.

The shooting scores vary depending on the color of each frisbee. The lightest color has the fastest speed and the most tricky angle, so the score is naturally the highest. The darkest color is just the opposite.

For a moment, it was dizzying and overwhelming.

Snapped!

Snapped!

However, the gunshots still rang out one after another, accurately and steadily, and continued to ring out as each frisbee was thrown. It didn't seem like a shooting competition, but more like an alternative music game.

Three minutes later, the machine stopped throwing frisbees, and the two men holding guns relaxed their positions and resumed safe gun-holding postures.

On the grass of the shooting range, countless pieces of frisbee were falling, and not a single one was intact.

Tsukishima Saori frowned slightly and spoke without waiting for the scoring staff to announce the score.

"Three hundred and ninety points, full marks."

"An Ze, you are indeed amazing."

"Tsukishima-san also got full marks, right? Same here." An Zeliang replied politely.

Hearing this, Tsukishima Saori remained silent for a few seconds and pursed her lips.

She did get full marks, as all of her frisbees were accurately pierced by the bullets, without missing a single one. She even had enough energy to observe An Zeliang's movements, so she was able to accurately report the opponent's score.

But after observation, she became more aware of the difference in strength between the two.

No matter how far, how big or small, or how high or low the score of a flying disc is, An Zeliang can always destroy it on the spot before it starts to fall. The most advanced shooting training seems to be just a glance in his hands, and the bullet is fired.

A very simple thing.

To her, the scores just now were the upper limit of her abilities, but to An Ze... these scores were meaningless.

The top students can get 100 points in the exam because the full score is 100.

It’s not that he needs scores to prove his ability, but that scores need top students to prove their value.

How is this comparable?

"The score doesn't mean everything. I lost."

Tsukishima Saori's lips were slightly red with a few teeth marks, but her eyes did not look lost, but rather brighter, as she looked at An Zeliang intently.

"Let's have another round, Anze-san."

"I want to see how much I lost to you."

The more setbacks you encounter, the braver you become.

But it’s not impossible. I’m free now anyway, so it would be nice to have someone to practice with.

As An Zeliang was thinking, the door of the shooting range suddenly opened and a figure walked in, followed by several bodyguards.

pat, pat.

The footsteps sounded slowly and suddenly stopped.

"Anze-san?"

A familiar voice that I hadn't heard for several days suddenly fell into my ears.

An Zeliang turned around with some surprise and saw the girl in front of him wearing a black long skirt, a denim short jacket, and flat boots. A small piece of fair skin was exposed between the hem of her skirt and her socks.

Nakano Aoi.

She actually appeared here.

"Let's play again later." After saying something to Saori Tsukishima, An Ze Liang put down his gun and walked over, greeting her with a smile.

"Good morning, Nakano-san."

"Well, good morning, Anze." Nakano Aoi smiled gently, then she whispered something to the bodyguards beside her, and the bodyguards left the shooting range and waited outside the door.

Then, Nakano Aoi asked with some confusion on her face.

"Shouldn't Anze be in school today? Why is he in the shooting club?"

"Because Nakano-san hasn't replied to my messages, and your house doesn't seem to be home, I was very worried that you might be in danger, so I came out to look for you, and as I was looking... I ended up here."

Seeing An Zeliang explaining seriously, Nakano Aoi was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and smiled, still looking gentle and graceful.

"An Ze, I'm really happy that you can come to see me, but you will be punished if you skip classes too much."

"I know, so I asked for a long vacation." An Zeliang said with a smile, "I will go back to class on Monday. Will Nakano-san wait for me at the door?"

"Well... Anze, you should go to bed early and don't oversleep. You will be punished if you are late for too long." Nakano Aoi's voice was very gentle. After a pause, she continued.

"If I really get punished, I'll accompany Anze-san."

"Actually, I know where I can climb over the wall at school."

"... "

After chatting about family matters, An Zeliang asked about the unanswered message.

"My sister-in-law had an accident a few days ago and was injured and hospitalized." The gentle smile on Nakano Aoi's face faded a little, and her expression was a little worried. "I was in a hurry to visit her and take care of her, so I forgot to check the news."

Your wife is injured and hospitalized?

It seems that her struggle with the second-in-command is becoming more intense.

The wife's methods are certainly powerful, but the second-in-command has no soft spots, and his style of doing things is insidious and ruthless. He only cares about interests, so the wife is bound to suffer losses in some aspects.

"Is the situation serious now?" An Zeliang asked.

"I'm much better now. My sister-in-law told me not to worry and just go to school." Nakano Aoi looked away and said nothing more. She seemed to be very resistant to this matter, or rather, the forces behind it.

When asked why she came back to the shooting range, she just said that she suddenly became interested in shooting and wanted to learn it well.

Seeing this, An Zeliang looked at her slightly haggard face and said with a smile.

"I've also been practicing shooting recently. If you don't mind, Nakano-san, let me teach you."

"…Thank you, Anze-san."

Nakano Aoi nodded in agreement, and quickly put on protective gear under An Zeliang's instruction, loaded her gun, and clumsily began shooting practice.

Unconsciously, Nakano Aoi's expression became very focused and her shooting skills became much more proficient.

At least I can hit the target one and a half times out of ten shots.

As for why there is still half a gun...

An Zeliang looked at the half hole at the split crotch of the human-shaped target not far away and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

It would be fine if a bullet hit here by accident.

The key point is that every time Nakano Aoi hits the target with her second shot, it will hit here.

What kind of bomb expert is this?

While they were practicing, Saori Tsukishima beside them did not disturb them, but continued to practice shooting at the highest speed.

The gunshots were still rhythmic and not chaotic at all.

After a few rounds of practice, Saori Tsukishima put away her gun and took off her shooting gloves.

After taking a look at An Zeliang who was still teaching patiently, she frowned and was about to leave without looking back.

This guy, does he think it's more fun to teach a newbie than to compete with her?

There is such a huge gap in our levels, where’s the fun?

Some of it is incomprehensible.

But at this moment, she heard An Zeliang say to Nakano Aoi with a smile.

"Don't be nervous, Nakano-san. As long as you keep your hands steady and your eyes in focus, shooting will become very easy. All you have to do is follow the steps step by step."

Tsukishima Saori stopped walking suddenly, licked the teeth marks on her lips with the tip of her tongue, and then spoke.

"Anze-san, when will you come to the shooting range next time?"