Danganronpa 4-Despair Loop

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“I can't just sit around… I have to do something! Everyone else is depending on me…” Yuma stands up and walks out of the room, turning down the hallway and stopping outside Yuki's room. She knocks on the door.
    “Yeah?” Yuki opens the door, fairly agitated, then her face relaxes when she sees Yuma. “Oh. What’s up?” Yuki walks out of her room, closing the door behind her.
    “You want to spend some time together?” Yuma smiles at her.
    “Sure. I don't really have anything else to do.” Yuki smiles slightly and follows behind Yuma. They both walk to the firing range.
    “Do you know how to shoot a gun?” Yuma pulls out several and holds them out to Yuki.
    “I’ve fired a couple. Not sure I like them too much. It’s harder to aim for me, and they’re loud.” Yuki picks a smaller one from Yuma's hands.
    “Well, I’ll show you how amazing they are. Here. Stand in front of the target.” Yuki complies and stands where Yuma points. “Good. Now aim toward where you want to shoot, but go up slightly.” Yuki points, and Yuma stands behind her, bringing Yuki's arms down a little lower.
    “There you go. Now pull the trigger and fire.” Yuki complies, flinching slightly as she gets pushed back. Yuma laughs.
    “That's the kick of the bullet flying out of the gun at over 90 miles an hour! It's my favorite feeling…” Yuma giggles. Yuki puts the gun down, and turns to Yuma. 
    “You might be good at firing and aiming a gun, but that's a far range weapon. You know how to use closer range weapons?” Yuki tilts her head, her bangs falling to the side.
    “I've used bayonets, but not many other close range ones.” Yuma smiles.
    “Well, you should learn.” Yuki gives her a small smile again. They trained together for hours. Yuma returns to her dorm as the nighttime announcement starts playing. Yuma lays down and falls asleep.
    Monokumas morning announcement woke her up. Yuma sits up and rubs her eyes, standing up. She heads over to the cafeteria, getting something small to eat. After doing so, she walks toward Yuki’s dorm. She rings the bell and waits. After a minute, Yuki walks out, nodding at Yuma. Yuma follows her, and they walk toward the gym. Yuki opens the door and gestures for Yuma to enter. Yuma walks in, then sits on the floor. Yuki chuckles, a sound Yuma didn't hear often.
    “So, what do you want to do today?” Yuma looks over her shoulder at Yuki.
    “What I said yesterday. You need to learn close combat weapons.” Yuki says, sliding her hatchets out of her boots.
    “Aww, we should do more gun training, you won't be perfect with just one day!” Yuma says.
    “Well, I don't need to know how to fire a gun. Alright, I'll give you a choice. We either fight to see which is better, close combat or long range, or you just shut up and let me teach you, Ηλίθιε.” Yuki smiles one of her more scary smiles, and Yuma stands up.
    “Fighting it is! C’mon, it'll be better if we do this in the firing range.” Both of them walk side by side to the firing range. Yuma steps in, closely followed by Yuki, and she picks up several guns.
    “Alright, do you want me to go single, semi auto, or full auto?” Yuma holds up the different guns.
    “Whichever one you’re the most comfortable with.” Yuki says, watching her.
    “Semi auto it is…” She puts the other guns to the side and loads a cartridge into it. “You ready?”
    “Yeah. Also, shoot with the intent to kill. It makes it much more fun.” Yuki arches her back then stands up straight.
    “I always do.” Yuma cocks the gun. “I’ll only take 2 shots since you have 2 hatchets.”
    “It doesn’t work that way. Yeah I have 2 hatchets, but try and shoot me until I collapse.”
    “I’m not actually shooting you!”
    “This is training. I said try and shoot me.” Yuki raises an eyebrow.
    “Um… I don't think you understand my ultimate ability…” Yuma looks concerned.
    “I’m not sure you understand… never mind.” Yuki looks away quickly.
    “I really don't… Are you sure about this?” Yuma holds up her gun toward Yuki. She smiles, a determined look on an otherwise dead looking face.
    “Yep.” Yuma closes one eye and pulls the trigger, watching as Yuki flicks her hatchet up, deflecting it with ease. She runs to the back of the room while Yuma shoots a couple more times, Yuki seemingly knowing when and where she'll shoot. Yuma runs over to the side of the room she left her guns at and grabs another one, loading it and firing bullets in a spray across the room. Yuki twists and turns, managing to dodge every single one of them. Yuma looks over at her, calculating, then shoots her leg, expecting her to stop. Yuki, however, doesn't even flinch and continues running toward Yuma. Yuma shoots more and more, while Yuki dodges and deflects. This goes on for several more minutes, then Yuki gets behind Yuma, holding a hatchet's blade to her neck.
    “Checkmate.” Yuki laughs and gives a creepy smile. Yuma giggles and shoots Yuki's other leg.
    “Checkmate indeed! Now you, you need a doctor.”
    “Nope. I don't need one.” Yuki proceeds to pull out the bullets from her leg.
“So… both are good?” Yuma asks. Yuki nods.
“Both are good.”