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"Captain Mina Ashiro will be proctoring the final exam as well," Soshiro announced. The three of you perked up. "Make sure you all put on a good show for her!"
'Mina...' you thought, recalling the days when you were close friends with her. Now, you were just a stranger in her eyes. Yet, you were determined to join the Defense Force once again, not as (Y/N) Shinomiya but as Umiha Hibino.
You wanted to ensure Kafka passed this exam, a gesture of gratitude for his acceptance of you despite the manipulation of his memories. This was your chance to make things right, to prove your worth, and to protect those who mattered to you.
You swapped your arsenal for the provided pistol gun, addressing Kafka and Reno. "Guys, I'll provide cover for you while you find anyone who needs backup," you instructed, noting their confusion. "Those drones are just here to assess our abilities. The Kaiju likely have sensors that count whoever kills them."
They looked astonished at your insight. "In that case, given our poor offensive abilities, there's only one course of action we should take," Reno said, finally catching on.
"Then we have to focus on providing backup!" Kafka agreed, switching to a pistol gun.
As the three of you sprinted forward, you spotted another examinee trying to take down a Yoju from afar.
Kafka saw an opportunity and threw a stun grenade at the Yoju, hitting its head. As it roared in pain, Kafka shouted, "You two, go for the stomach! Its skin is thinner there than the rest of its body!"
"Aim for the stomach!" you echoed.
The examinee, Izumo, prepped to aim at the vulnerable underbelly. "Nice assist there, Mister Shinomiya groupie!"
"I'm not a groupie!" Kafka retorted irritably.
"Groupie?" you asked, curious.
"Ah, it's a long story. I'll tell you later," Reno said, sweat dropping. "Anyways, we did it!"
"Damn straight, we did! Guys like us have taken apart more Kaiju bodies than we can count!" Kafka said with pride.
You agreed, feeling an odd sensation from your left side. "I'll throw the next one, sir! Let's keep up the pace and-" Reno started but was interrupted by a sudden movement.
A Yoju ambushed Kafka from the side, sending him sprawling. The impact was so fierce that Kafka coughed up blood.
"Kafka!" you and Reno shouted in unison, your voices tinged with shock and fear.
In the control room, alarms blared. "No. 2032 is injured! Yoju 23 is honing in!" Ookonogi reported, eyes wide with urgency.
Soshiro leaned forward, his expression tense. "Prep the remote shield."
