I Should Thank You

Chapter 13| Attraction

Silence. That was all that could be heard from all around the large space that held us. Not a voice nor a shot resonated in this dusty place and I looked around confused from the quick changing transition.

The smell of the charcoal, sulfur, and really was put into the chemical fuel for the guns made my throat dry and honestly make it hard to breathe. It really felt as if I was suffocating through the polluted air as it attacked my lugs from the inside, however, even so, that wasn't my concern right now. When the two of us first walked into where we are now, the sounds were all lively coming from the people and grim from the noises all the weapons made. Welcoming and uninviting mixed together to give the space a strange feeling, but still emitting the flavor of its naturality of what it most likely is on the daily.

But, the silence really threw me off. It was as if there was a murderer around and we couldn't make a move or sound which is quite ironic to say at the very least.

As the young executive passed through the middle of the room, the eyes of many stared at him, watching his every move without a second to stop. Looking around, the sights were quite controversial. Some were filled with envy, others hate, most admiration. Overall bizarre. It made me briefly wonder for the first time, who is Dazai Osamu? 

I actually don't know as much as I believe I do. Thinking about it, I know practically nothing except his name, age, and rank. Not much at all.

If there is anything I can assess from this situation then it's that I don't know him like everyone here does, and a big reason for that is that I'm physically near him. Things you hear and learn are different from where you are. If I wanted to know more about him, I'd have to ask others.

"(Y/N) come over here"

Turning my eyes to his, I could see that it didn't bother him nor did he care, almost as if he was used to it. He already knew of the commotion he caused, but it didn't affect him. Seems like not much does though. He's kind of just there. At least that's what I see.

Shrugging to myself, I decided to just let it be and walk up to Dazai who was at an open booth by the far end of the range, opposite to where we were standing before. 

I turn back to the man behind the counter first though and give him a small bow with a smile. He returns my polite gratitude with a toothy grin and a wave as I go to the brown-haired boy. 

"Well let's get started. We'll begin with safety rules:"

THE FOUR CARDINAL SAFETY RULES

1. Always treat every firearm as if it were loaded. No ifs, and, or buts. Even if you know the gun is unloaded, still handle it as if it were loaded.

2. Always keep the firearm pointed in a safe direction, a direction where a negligent discharge would cause a minimum of zero physical injuries.

3. Always keep your trigger finger off the trigger and outside the trigger guard until you have made a conscious decision to shoot.

4. Always be sure of your target, backstop, and beyond. Don't make it any more troublesome than it needs to be.

"Do you understand that?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Good, now let's get to how to hold your gun."

For beginners, a two-handed grip is a must.

1. The gun hand (your dominant hand) should grip the gun high on the backstrap (the backstrap in the back of the grip on the gun). This gives you more leverage against the weapon which will help you control recoil when you fire the gun.