Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 11



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Sega looked at the exchange room, bewildered, and put the submachine gun down on the table.

“Professor, did you tell me to hold the gun in my left hand?”

Not only Sega, but other students were also puzzled by what they just heard.

“Left hand?”

“Are you left-handed, Professor? I think you were eating with your right hand earlier.”

The new church smiled and nodded as if it was natural.

Her chubby cheeks had a nice dimple on them, and her pigtails swayed up and down every time she nodded.

“… … But! I told you. Guns have their limits. They’re meant for control and support. Who would use their secondary weapon in their main hand? With your right hand, you should use your main ability, whether it’s swinging a sword, shooting a psychokinesis bullet, or spitting out fire!”

“ah.”

“Don’t put the buttstock on your shoulder! Don’t even think about aiming! Bend your elbows into an ‘L’ shape and keep them close to your sides, and put the buttstock on your upper arm. And just shoot by feel.”

Sega held the gun in his left hand and placed it at his side as the teacher had told him.

‘So that’s what I’m supposed to do.’

It was very awkward, but surprisingly, I also felt a sense of stability.

Several students raised their hands.

“Professor, how do we overcome backlash?”

The new church walked among the crowd and gave answers.

“You guys are hunters, right? Use force to suppress them.”

“How should I aim?”

“Of course you have to overcome it with your senses! Not only are your strengths increased, but all your five senses have been amplified, right? Use them actively! As I said earlier, this gun isn’t for aiming and shooting. It’s for running like crazy and shooting something that pops out of the alley. Just get used to it.”

Sega stuck out his tongue and saw Kyeom laughing next to him.

“Did you know this was the kind of class it was?”

“My dad said he was a scavenger. I’ve seen and heard it since I was little. That’s how a hunter uses a gun.”

“Ha. I can’t count how many times I’ve been surprised since yesterday.”

“It’s nothing. Were you surprised that the hot water kept coming out in the dorm yesterday?”

“Forget it!”

The instructors handed out three large 50-round magazines each.

“Get a feel for it by grinding moderately.”

“Yes, sir.”

The unawakened one was so heavy that it was difficult to lift with the non-dominant hand, but the awakened one was so heavy that even a non-strong body magician could lift it easily.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

That’s right! That’s right!

Tadadadadadadang-!

Sega experimented with single shots, burst shots, etc. to get a feel for shooting.

‘You can act like an S-class even if you’re not good at shooting. But, as the professor said, shooting seems like a great secondary skill. I’d better learn it well.’

When everyone in Class 1 had fired 150 rounds, Shingyo-so shouted in a young voice.

“That’s it! From now on, we’ll begin practicing mobile marksmanship in earnest!”

And I glanced at the students’ faces.

“… …Wow!”

“… …Wow!”

The students cheered belatedly, and she smiled brightly and pointed to the metal pillars extending like tree branches.

“I’ll send out robot targets. I’ll give you 100 shots, and you have 3 minutes to run around the pillars and hit the targets. If you fall, you’re out at that moment, and I’ll judge you on how many of the 100 shots you hit. Who’s going first?”

“I will do it. This is Kang Joo-hyuk.”

A thick arm flashed up.

‘This time I’ll show you the wall!’

The sharp eyes glared at Sega, and Sega inwardly trembled.

‘Why are you doing that!’

The new teacher nodded, smiling like a mischievous child.

“Are you a pre-learner? I can’t wait for you.”

“Thank you, Professor.”

Kang Ju-hyuk loaded a 50-round magazine into his submachine gun and stood in front of the pillars with one magazine tucked into his waist.

Woof!

One wall of the gym opened, and ten humanoid robots with silicone skin rushed out between metal pillars.

“Let’s get started!”

Kang Joo-hyuk shouted excitedly and jumped up onto the metal pillar.

* * *

“Shooting 39 points! And volunteer number 1 gets 5 points. Total score is 44 points!”

The loud voice of the new teacher echoed throughout the gymnasium.

“Ugh, ugh.”

The large Kang Ju-hyuk lay on the floor, breathing heavily, holding a machine gun.

Perplexed looks poured in from all sides.

“39 points?”

“Why are you acting so confident?”

“Is it harder than I thought?”

The new teacher nodded, smiling like a mischievous child.

“Three minutes is shorter than you think, 100 rounds are used up in an instant, and the pillars are more unstable than you think. You did really well for your first time. Okay. From now on, I’ll just point out.”

After that, the screams continued endlessly.

“Huh? It’s falling!”

Students whose primary ability was not physical strength or who could not yet control their strength would jump between the pillars and fall to the ground.

“It’s too fast!”

Even students who have handled a gun have never shot a moving target while moving themselves.

“The magazine… … !”

There were many students who just kept shooting without hitting a single target and ended up emptying an entire magazine.

“This is it. 38 points! It’s great, but if you’re an aspiring explorer, you’ll have to work harder!”

“All right!”

So far, 1st place was Kang Joo-hyuk with 44 points, and 2nd place was Lee Gyeom with 38 points.

Considering that both of them had done prior studies and had been working in the hunter industry before entering school, the level of students who came here and held guns for the first time was truly miserable.

“Next is the situation! I, a middle school girl who has completed my military service, am looking forward to seeing the wonderful appearance of a 78% S-class student!”

Sega stepped forward toward the pillars, thinking that he too would end up in a similar situation to them.

‘Just twenty shots, just twenty shots.’

The central pillar was thick, but the branch pillars sticking out here and there were very thin.

On that subject, it was secretly dense enough to hinder jumping, or even bounce off unlucky rubber bullets.

‘There were a lot of kids who got caught and fell.’

The new church started by firing an air gun.

earth!

Sega jumped to the top of the pillar at the same time.

Percussion!

The boy’s body was lifted up onto the 6-meter-tall pillar, and a short gasp erupted from the students.

‘I’m not a very skilled hunter yet. I can’t move in three dimensions by stepping on each branch. Let’s solve it steadily.’

The target robots were quite fast, but their general location could be determined from above.

Tadadadadada-!

Sega jumped from pillar to pillar, spraying bullets.

‘Let’s say you shoot about ten times. If you hit three out of ten, you’ll get 30 points. There must be a reason why I told you not to even think about aiming.’

Out of about ten shots, five missed on average, one or two got caught on branches and fell, but three or four just grazed the doll.

belt-!

It wasn’t a picturesque finish, but it was enough to trigger sensor notifications on the teaching assistants’ smartphones.

‘There’s a reason the class name isn’t just ‘Shooting’ but ‘Mobile Shooting’. In the first place, a submachine gun isn’t a sniper rifle that you shoot from afar. Let’s get up close and shoot. Maybe we can expect some extra points.’

Sega remembered that when he first woke up, he had enough strength to cross the wide hospital room.

Percussion!

From one pillar to the next.

Percussion!

He then leaped from pillar to pillar.

Even if a bipedal robot were fast, it would only be as fast as an average person, and it couldn’t compare to the speed of a rigid body wizard like Sega.

“hi?”

Crunch!

Sega caught up with one of the robots in an instant and fired bullets at it from close range.

Tadadadadada-!

Blue eyes were visible through the robot’s camera lens.

‘Are you good at it?’

The new priest looked at Sega with an evil smile that did not suit his childish face.

Percussion! Percussion! Percussion!

It was quite a sight to see a tall, cool-looking boy running between the pillars with a machine gun tucked under his stylish school uniform.

Sega quickly caught up with the robots and started firing rubber bullets from above their heads.

‘Actually, those pillars were installed at really annoying intervals.’

I calculated the average jumping distance of first graders and found that it was a distance that would make them fall if they held on to the ground and jumped, but would also make them fall if they jumped moderately.

‘Besides, you figured out my intentions. You’ll get more points if you catch up to one enemy at a time and keep harassing them, but this class also evaluates mobility itself.’

As if he had figured it out early on, he continued to leap with very skillful and calm breathing.

Clank, clank!

Finally, Sega ran out of bullets.

“45 points for shooting. 10 additional points for maneuvering. 55 points total! Well done. Sega boys are the best!”

“thank you!”

For the first time, a score of over 50 points was achieved.

Students who didn’t know there was such a thing as extra credit for mobility were left speechless.

The image that Sega showed was so overwhelming.

‘So that’s how it was done.’

While Joo-hyuk was trembling, Gyeom opened his mouth wide to look at Sega who had returned, and Sega responded with a picturesque smile.

“You, you were a scavenger too? Why are you so good at shooting?”

“haha.”

The new school called the next student.

“Iljinrim! Hoaeng! What a scary name!”

“I’ll be back.”

Then, a female student with long blonde hair tied down and wearing sunglasses confidently walked out, leaving Choi Seon-mi next to her.

‘Do you two know each other?’

Sega looked at Jinrim and saw that she was wearing a black cross earring on her earlobe and a black hoop earring on her lip.

‘He wouldn’t be the kind of guy who would rip off Seonmi, would he?’

At that moment, Jinrim took a step closer to Sega and asked the teacher.

“Professor, can I borrow your gun from my friend?”

It was a husky and cool voice like a musical actor.

“… … But! There are 100 bullets per person.”

“Yes. I will only load one magazine per gun.”

Everyone in Class 1’s eyes were focused on her.

“what?”

“You’re going to use dual pistols, no, dual submachine guns?”

“You’re sitting there with your butt in your mouth.”

Iljinrim waited for an answer, looking only at the new church, regardless of whether it was true or not.

“Huh? Do whatever you want.”

The new church gave permission with a green light shining on it.

* * *

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of rubber bullets echoed through the gym.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Each time a gunshot was fired, a sensor sound indicating a hit followed.

“ha ha ha!”

Iljinrim, wearing sunglasses and holding a machine gun in both hands, ran between pillars and pulled the trigger.

The moment she leapt was like a scene from a movie.

Her unbuttoned school jacket fluttered, her tight-fitting blouse and her slender waist were visible, and two machine guns spread open on either side were firing.

The result is a literal 100% hit rate.

A leisurely smile of strength appeared on her lips.

“This is crazy.”

“Does that make sense?”

“……under.”

Segawa Kyeom and Kang Ju-hyeok both opened their mouths in admiration, the students who were doing something like “pooping” lowered their eyes to the floor, and Choi Seon-mi cheered her friend on loudly.

“Jinrim is cool!”

After all 100 bullets were fired, the Shingyo School kept score.

“… … My shooting score is 100 points. I got a 5 point deduction for being unlucky. … … The middle school girl who is the best hates people who are cooler than her.”

Of course, while saying that, he wrote straight 100 points on the score sheet.

“Here, thank you.”

Iljinrim walked over and handed the machine gun back to Jeongse Gae as if he was carrying it.

Even the arrogant body movement of slightly lifting the chin at the end was perfect.

“… … This is really fucking cool.”

Kyeom muttered as if he had lost his mind, and Sega nodded.

At that moment, a white note fell from the machine gun.

“Hey. This… … !”

Kyeom opened his eyes wide, and Sega covered his mouth.

“fizzle.”

From a distance, Iljinrim slightly lowered his sunglasses and winked with yellow eyes.

Everyone finished their individual shots, and the new priest raised his hand again.

“Okay! Now that everyone’s gotten the hang of it, let’s play a game with the middle school girl!”

The rules were simple.

“From now on, a bunch of target robots will appear, and one medium-sized demon robot will also appear. Everyone, avoid the medium-sized demon robots on the pillars and shoot the target robots! Each person will have five magazines. The first to third place winners will be able to choose between a magic-friendly potion, a modern automatic pistol, and a submachine gun, so everyone, do your best!”

“““Yes! Professor!”””

The students answered loudly.

Sega thought that he was increasingly trying to please the professor.

earth!

The wall door opened with the sound of an air gun, and a bunch of target robots with wheeled bodies below the upper bodies of humans rolled out.

Kurururur!

A lizard-shaped robot that looked to be about 8 meters long also came running, flicking its mechanical tongue.

‘It’s a magic friendly potion. Iljinrim will take first place, but I have to be in the top three.’

Sega jumped up onto the pillar, loading his submachine gun.