Established Fact

"Come on, it's still early. I'll teach you how to use a gun."

After talking so much, Ning Yu didn't bother reading anymore and waved the black pistol in her hand.

"Really?!"

Shen Yiyue was so excited about learning to shoot that she almost jumped out of her chair, like a child who had just been promised a new toy.

Ning Yu nodded and said:

"You'll need to kill many people in the future."

"I need your abilities at my disposal. This is our contract."

Shen Yiyue tilted her head and made a playful expression:

"A contract... Is little Yu trying to turn me into a magical girl... Ouch!!"

Ning Yu wordlessly tapped her on the head with the gun's stock, not hitting hard.

But Shen Yiyue immediately clutched her head pretending to be in pain, acting like she was trying to scam compensation:

"Waaah, mean Yu, why do you always hit me!"

"Want to try being cheeky again? Think you're a leather sofa or something?"

Ning Yu gave her a side-eye.

Shen Yiyue showed a sheepish expression and giggled stupidly.

Then she scooted closer, and Ning Yu began teaching her.

"This is the safety, this is..."

Ning Yu first explained some basic components.

"When loading, pull back with one hand, then push forward with the gun hand, then move directly into shooting position..."

She explained the slide-racking technique while demonstrating the movements.

Then Ning Yu stopped teaching and tossed the gun to Shen Yiyue.

"Here, you try."

Shen Yiyue finally got her hands on the gun, curiously playing with it and starting to imitate the movements Ning Yu had just taught.

"Hmm, the movements are correct, quite standard."

"Just too slow, needs more practice."

Ning Yu nodded. Shen Yiyue seemed to have a natural talent for combat - being able to perform the movements correctly on the first try was quite impressive.

Perhaps Shen Yiyue was born to be an assassin.

In her previous life, she had never trained any subordinates. Now she felt a strange sense of nurturing.

Though whether this was nurturing a subordinate or something else...

Hearing Ning Yu's praise, Shen Yiyue beamed with joy, her beautiful eyes sparkling:

"Hehe, maybe one day I'll use this gun to protect my little Yu!"

"Just imagine the scene - a hero saving her beauty! Ah! Yu will definitely want to marry me on the spot!"

Several black lines appeared on Ning Yu's forehead:

"Just practice, stop talking nonsense."

Shen Yiyue had no choice but to continue practicing. Ning Yu walked beside her and started correcting her shooting stance.

"Don't raise your hand above the gap between the frame and slide..."

"Support hand should grip the trigger hand like this..."

As she spoke, she simply moved closer to Shen Yiyue, her delicate body pressing against her as she began hands-on corrections.

When the silver-haired little loli got close, Shen Yiyue felt Ning Yu's warm little hands and patient instruction, giving her an inexplicable feeling of warmth.

Having just showered and "borrowed" the original owner's shampoo and body wash, Ning Yu now gave off a sweet peach fragrance.

It must be the shampoo. To make sure, Shen Yiyue gently sniffed Ning Yu's soft white hair, her nose almost touching it.

Mmm, so fragrant, what a sweet-smelling Yu!

And Yu's skin was so fair, maybe even a shade whiter than her own. Such amazing skin.

Looking at Ning Yu up close, Shen Yiyue became somewhat distracted.

"Hey, what are you doing, acting like a pervert?"

Eh?

Only then did Shen Yiyue notice Ning Yu looking at her with contempt, wearing a little loli's disdainful expression.

"Hehe~ Don't blame me, blame Yu for being too charming!"

She quickly tried to cute her way out of it, then returned to focusing intently on the movements.

After a while, Ning Yu set up several empty drink bottles at one end of the living room, then had Shen Yiyue stand at the other, farther end.

"Come on, try it."

After setting up, Ning Yu walked back over and patted Shen Yiyue who was holding the gun:

"Don't worry, outlining human shapes is normal at first. There are over 70 bullets left, shoot freely."

"Won't I be wasting bullets this way?"

Shen Yiyue raised a very reasonable question, looking curiously at Ning Yu who was walking over, while continuing her practice movements.

"No, we have plenty."

Ning Yu casually waved her little hand, acting like a total rich kid.

After all, tomorrow would refresh 150 rounds, so they could spend freely now.

"Alright."

Shen Yiyue didn't hesitate. She first put the gun back in its holster, then made a quick draw-load-aim motion that Ning Yu had just taught her.

She focused intently, gripping the black pistol firmly, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A gunshot immediately echoed through the apartment building, spreading outward.

The zombies below all raised their heads again, trying to find the source of the sound.

What a strange night - first laughter, now gunshots. Did they think zombies were vegetarians or something?

But after looking around and finding no target, the zombies resumed their aimless wandering and moaning.

The leftmost bottle was hit accurately, right in the center - Ning Yu saw it clearly.

Not bad.

Ning Yu felt that Shen Yiyue really had natural talent as an assassin.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more shots, with even shorter intervals than before, clearly with much less hesitation time.

The other two bottles also flew off, hit accurately in the center.

???

This was getting ridiculous - how could a novice have such good aim?

Ning Yu looked at Shen Yiyue with puzzled eyes, finding that she seemed somewhat unable to believe it herself.

She was looking at her shooting hand and the gun with amazement.

Could this girl be a one-in-a-million shooting prodigy?

"Yu... did I hit all of them?"

Shen Yiyue could hardly believe her own eyes as she asked Ning Yu.

Ning Yu walked forward, placed a few more bottles, then came back.

This time she went directly to Shen Yiyue's side, getting even closer:

"Do it again, this time I'll watch your movements carefully."

Shen Yiyue nodded at these words and picked up the gun again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Another three consecutive shots, very crisp this time, without any hesitation.

The three bottles flew up in response, all hit.

What's going on?

Ning Yu stood right beside her, watching her movements clearly. There was definitely a novice's awkwardness - not the composure of a veteran.

But the accuracy was extraordinarily good.

"What does it feel like when you aim?"

Ning Yu asked, her face full of questions.

Shen Yiyue also felt somewhat confused. She thought for a moment before speaking:

"There is indeed a strange feeling."

"Strange feeling?"

Ning Yu quickly followed up.

"I feel that before I pull the trigger, it's as if I can see those bullets flying backward into the gun chamber, like a movie playing in reverse."

Shen Yiyue looked upward, hand supporting her cheek, wearing a thoughtful expression.

"I can't quite explain it, but it's like seeing the predetermined fact of the bottles being hit, even seeing the slow-motion moment when the bullet pierces the bottle body, except the bullet flies back in reverse."

"Then, I just need to make the same movements as what I saw, pull the trigger at the same moment, at the same angle."

"It feels like I've been given a script and I'm just acting it out, like everything's been arranged."

"And then I find that I've hit the target."

Shen Yiyue felt her own expression becoming confused - what nonsense was she talking about?

She scratched her head embarrassedly and giggled:

"Yu, am I getting sick with a fever? Am I confused?"