After breakfast, Busujima Saeko brought Yuri to the training room on the second floor. The entire training room was divided into a 2:1 space structure by a wall. The larger side was where Busujima Saeko usually practiced sword skills, and the smaller side was occasionally used for target practice to relax the body and mind.
Swipe, Busujima Saeko opened a closet on the wall, inside which was a Type 95 automatic rifle. This type of firearm is durable and has good power and stability, making it a firearm worthy of occupying a place in personal space.
"This is different from your bolt-action rifle. This is an automatic rifle..." After handing the gun to Yuri, Busujima Saeko began to explain.
But before Busujima Saeko could finish her introduction, she discovered that Yuri had already started tinkering with the various joints of the gun, and was only restraining herself because of her presence.
"Yuri, have you used this kind of firearm before?" asked Busujima Saeko.
"No, I've only used that gun." Yuli shook her head, while her hands were touching the automatic rifle. It seemed that she liked this gun very much.
Busujima Saeko sighed, she was really hit hard.
He took out the remote control from his pocket, pressed it at the other end of the room, and a half-body-sized target popped out.
"Yuri, try the gun."
"Um."
In just a few words, Yuli mastered the use of the Type 95 automatic rifle without any instruction. Then she began to aim in a very standard posture. She fired a series of bullets, accurately drawing a flower on the target, with the distances between the bullet holes being almost equal.
"..."
Silence is today's practice room.
Busujima Saeko shook her head, forcing herself to accept the reality quickly. "Yuri, how many bullets did you fire with the bolt-action rifle before? You're so accurate."
"Hmm..." Yuli thought for a moment, "Ten or twenty rounds? Because I didn't find many bullets myself."
Busujima Saeko was so angry. Why was she so stupid and unwilling to accept it? This time she was hit even harder.
Simply, Busujima Saeko took out a box of loaded magazines from her personal space and placed them on the ground.
"I have plenty of bullets here, but be careful when you practice and don't hurt yourself. I'll go to the next room to practice sword." After saying this, Busujima Saeko quickly walked to the other side. If she was hit a few more times, she would probably question her life.
Fortunately, practicing kendo is the best way for Busujima Saeko to calm her mind. When she held the hilt of the sword with both hands, Busujima Saeko's heart suddenly calmed down.
Up to now, she has just completely mastered the first two moves of Water Breathing and has a certain understanding of the last seven moves. The only thing that bothers her is the move of the tenth move, and she has no good clue for the time being.
While the two people were practicing upstairs, Qianhu cleaned the first floor and walked into the study. This place was simply the paradise of her dreams.
Following the instructions given by Busujima Saeko before going up, Chihu found a notebook and a box of pens in the drawer of the desk.
"January 1st. Yesterday we passed through the passage connecting the two platforms as usual. There was already wind blowing ahead, and we were not far from the exit.
After ten days of trekking, we finally walked out of the dark chain tower, but an accident happened. We seemed to have come to another world. There were still many "humans" here, but they all existed in another form. Without any information, we were almost eaten by them.
Fortunately, Miss Busujima Saeko saved us and took us to her shelter. I was very scared. This might be a trap, but we had no choice. Outside were all the dead bodies that Miss Busujima mentioned. Going out would inevitably face huge danger. We could only try our luck. To be honest, I hate gambling.
Maybe it's because we are lucky, Miss Busujima doesn't seem like a bad person. I can feel her inner heart. She is a very contradictory person, gentle but also fierce. I haven't been in contact with her for too long, so I can't feel more, but what is certain is that she is a kind person.
It's just that she may have been alone for too long, so she's a little bit nagging, only a little bit. But I don't hate her nagging, it makes me feel very steady and at ease. Yuli also said that it was because of her nagging that she felt Miss Busujima was a good person. Haha, she's still so silly.
This morning, I found that Miss Busujima seemed to be unable to directly understand the meaning of books and words like Yuri. This is such a pity. Someone who loves reading as much as she does should have this ability. In addition, sandwiches are really magical things and they are delicious.
I have experienced so many things in just one day, and I have made a new friend, so I decided that today is January 1st. "
After writing a short diary entry, Qianhu closed the notebook and put it aside. Then he took out a book from the bookshelf next to him and began to write.
Around eleven o'clock, Busujima Saeko sheathed her sword and let out a long breath. She didn't know if it was because she had solved the problem of loneliness, but these few hours of practice were worth a week of normal anxiety.
After opening the partition door, Busujima Saeko first heard cheerful songs, and then saw Yuri holding a Type 95 automatic rifle in one hand and firing bursts of firearms. The recoil of the gun seemed to have disappeared at this moment.
Only the occasional recoil of the gun proved that this gun was not a special item, and the recoil was simply easily resolved by someone using some unknown method.
Turning to look at the target, Busujima Saeko discovered that the effect of Yuri's casual posture and casually holding the gun was the same as when she started to shoot seriously, and the pattern on the target, if Busujima Saeko was not mistaken, should be a musical score.
"Ms. Saeko, you're out." Yuri noticed Busujima Saeko next to her, and with a slight hook of her hand, she took the gun back and turned off the safety. The last flying bullet accurately ended the musical score in Busujima Saeko's surprised eyes.
Looking at Busujima Saeko's expression, Yuli touched the back of her head shyly.
"This is the musical notation of a nursery rhyme that Qianhu taught me. I'm not a very good singer, but this is the one I'm most familiar with."
Busujima Saeko silently closed the partition door behind her, "Do I care about your singing?! I care about your shooting skills! This is totally unreasonable!"
"It's okay, you sing very well. Put your things away first, how about we go downstairs to prepare lunch?" Busujima Saeko pretended to be calm and said to Yuli.
"Okay, okay, what do you want for lunch? Sandwiches with cookies?"
It was obvious that Yuli was still very sorry about not having had cookies in the morning.