A New Beginning

Chapter 7

The night of the festival, Mion had decided to make this about the club with the little time we have with Rika. To be honest, I have never been more exhausted in my entire life. I nearly fell to the ground. 

"Do you need help?" Keiichi asked me. He extended out his hand and I took it.

"Thank you. Do you do this every year?" 

"I've only been here for about one year, but this year will be my second. Though,  this is the most I could say. Mion is always making us do these games in order to have a good time. Though, she never really talked about how the club was created." 

"Really?" 

Keiichi nodded. He then handed me the gun for the booth. "Do you want to go a round? You know, before they come back." 

"I'm not that good at shooting." 

"You'll get used to it," he said. He adjusted the gun in my hand when I had the position. "Just aim it a little higher and you can get the middle of the board." 

I nodded and kept it in the same spot where he had left it. I took a deep breath before i pulled the trigger, nearly hitting the board in the middle. I sighed, feeling the pressure off. 

"Well...I almost got it." 

"You did good for a first timer." 

"And what about you?" I asked him. "How many times have you shot this gun?" 

"He can barely get it in the middle." Keiichi and I both looked up when Mion and the others came back. "The last time he missed all three of them." 

"You don't have to tell her that." 

"You tend to make yourself look cool, but that's not the case with Momoka. You have to be honest with someone like her," she explained, gently taking the gun from me. 

She aimed it the same way I had, but her shots were perfect and hit all three boards in the middle. 

"What the hell," I muttered. 

"Mion was always good with guns," Rena joined in. 

"Practicing always comes in handy," Mion said. 

I turned to her twin. "Where on earth did she learn how to that?" 

She shook her head, "I don't know actually. I have little experience in that area." She turned her attention back to Mion. "How about you allow Kouta to handle the gun?" 

Kouta frowned at her. "Me?" 

"Can he handle a gun?" she asked, handing it over to him. She was seemingly rougher with him than she was with me. 

"Of course he can," Reika defended him. She turned to the two younger ones. "Do you think my brother can handle a gun?"

"It depends," Rika told her. I didn't even notice she was dressed in her festival attire, readying herself for the ceremony soon enough. "I have never seen Kouta handle a gun before." 

"Bet ya he will miss," Sakoto said. "Kouta is the opposite of Keiichi, which means he's not so prideful and won't let stuff go over his head." 

"I'll take that to heart," Keiichi muttered, weakly holding his hand over his heart. 

I couldn't help but let a laugh escape out of me. "Well, I would be impressed if Kouta managed to pull this off. You always seemed like the quiet type." 

"Being quiet doesn't mean that I'm not good at all," he stated. He walked up to the booth and took the same position Mion had done. Although, it took him longer to pull the trigger. Within a second he shot the middle of the first two, but failed to get the third one. Either way, Reika was still celebrating her brother's victory.