In a crossover anime, do you believe that a machine spirit can defeat a fake human?

"Oh... thank you, Kato-kun." Chen Yi took the bottle and unscrewed the cap.

"Kawasaki-kun, here's some water for you."

"Is this for me? Thank you." Kawasaki hesitated for a moment, then took the drink, unscrewed the cap, and took a small sip.

"Speaking of which...did Chen Jun tamper with the gun? How could he make all the different types of malfunctions appear at once...?"

This question had been weighing on Kawasaki Saki's mind, and she finally asked it when the two of them started to rest.

"Because this is Sigsauer," Chen Yi explained, not with a chuckle.

"Sigurd?" Kawasaki asked, puzzled.

“Yes, it’s Sigsauer.” Kato Megumi seemed to agree.

"Oh, right, Kawasaki-kun," Chen Yi said with a serious expression, as if he had just remembered something.

"Don't buy a P320 gun. It can spontaneously fire even if you just leave it on the ground."

"Huh? It fired by itself?" Kawasaki Saki was shocked.

"Hmm, look if you don't believe me." Chen Yi inserted the magazine and gently patted the slide of the P320 with his palm.

"boom!"

It went off the rails.

Kawasaki stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous.

“Yes, it’s Sigsauer,” Kato Megumi exclaimed.

"So—" Chen Yi removed the magazine, pulled the slide to eject a bullet from the chamber, and then put the gun down after turning off the safety.

"Whether it's Beretta, Colt, or Glock, it doesn't matter which one you choose."

"Don't play with Sig Sauer, at least you won't die from your own gun."

Saki Kawasaki was greatly shocked.

......

"How are you feeling?" Mai Sakurajima left halfway through, and returned with two bottles of juice.

"This gun... it's so heavy, both the recoil and the bullets." Futaba rubbed her shoulders; she really couldn't take it.

"How did A-Yi get this gun?" Shuangye took the juice, unscrewed the bottle, and took a sip.

“It was a gift from the embassy,” Mai Sakurajima replied, placing the bottle on the table and sitting down to rest her face on her chin rest.

With a flash of the optical sight, Mai Sakurajima pulled the trigger.

"These bullets must be quite expensive." Rio Futaba picked up a .50 training round from the ammunition box next to her and weighed it in her hand.

"Yeah, it is quite expensive." Mai Sakurajima looked away from the field of view of the optical sight and glanced at the pile of spent shell casings scattered beside her, roughly counting them.

"Well, we've probably spent about 60,000 yen by now."

"Huh? That's only a few... only about thirty rounds, right?"

Futaba was shocked by the high price of a single bullet.

"Hmm, thirty rounds, about two thousand yen per round, that's about right."

Mai Sakurajima's nonchalant demeanor.

Sixty thousand yen... It wasn't unaffordable for Futaba, since she had some savings. However, she was usually quite frugal and didn't pay much attention to the market for civilian firearms. She was just surprised to hear such a large number. After calming down and thinking about it, Futaba realized that the price was actually reasonable.

"I'm not playing today, my shoulder hurts so much..." Futaba declined Mai Sakurajima's challenge.

She's just an ordinary science student; her maximum potential in anti-materiel shooting is already a dozen or so shots. She shouldn't torture herself like that.

“Alright, let’s go check on Yi-jun’s situation.” Mai Sakurajima tidied up and skillfully disassembled the DSR-50’s tripod and muzzle suppressor, then placed the parts into the foam trays.

PY: *The Down-on-His-Luck Blacksmith and the Gravity-Strength Childhood Friend of Gensokyo*

Holding onto her father's inheritance was her choice, but staying at the shrine indefinitely was not. Haruno Mei pondered and sought answers, and after finally obtaining her childhood friend's consent and experiencing the true and absurd side of Gensokyo, she finally provided her answer.

A magician who chases the stars, a yokai with a katana in a village, the Great Library in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and all sorts of other things that have always been present in his world but were previously hidden away.

It was this Hakurei shrine maiden sitting peacefully beside me, slowly sipping her tea. "So, Reimu, when can I possibly go back?"

The girl slightly opened her eyes

"What are you saying, your last words?"

High school sophomore: Chapter 175 The Truth

After the handgun maintenance lesson ended, Chen Yi took an AR15 from next door.

"Do I have to learn how to use rifles too?" Kawasaki Saki mentally calculated the bill, forcing a smile as she tried to refuse.

"Of course, you need to know how to use it." Chen Yi took out 5.56 training rounds from the ammunition box next to the firing platform and pressed them into the magazine one by one.

"Normally, a thirty-round magazine isn't fully loaded..."

Chen Yi also explained some basic common sense.

Kawasaki Saki gritted her teeth, putting the bills and everything else out of her mind, and focused intently on the key points Chen Yi was explaining.

Since the money is gone and can't be recovered anyway, we might as well make every yen worthwhile.

Besides, Chen Yi not charging her tuition already saved her a lot of money.

"Speaking of which, Kawasaki-san..." Chen Yi asked casually, looking at her clumsy shooting posture.

"Why did you ask that question? It was about identifying fake people."

Chen Yi unscrewed the bottle and drank the rest of the water in one gulp, looking at Kawasaki Saki.

"...Because...this has nothing to do with you."

Kawasaki instinctively wanted to answer, but stopped himself abruptly, and said somewhat awkwardly.

"..."

Chen Yi looked her up and down and roughly understood.

"Are you short of money?" Chen Yi casually tossed the bottle into the trash can.

"Boom!"

"..." Kawasaki Saki remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.

"You're not going to go and do some high-risk job, are you, so you're asking this kind of question?" Chen Yi asked suspiciously, suddenly reaching out his hand.

"!" Kawasaki Saki was startled.

"Your posture is wrong; it's easy to get tired if you hold the gun like that."

Chen Yi remained completely professional throughout, showing no signs of the filthy desires she had expected.

night......

Chen Yi thought about it for a moment. There were almost no jobs that required working at night, and if it was something that a high school student could get involved in...

"Are you working the night shift at the supermarket?" Chen Yi probed.

"How did you know..." Kawasaki Saki blurted out, then instinctively stopped herself, but it was too late.

“Aside from the fortress factories in the industrial system where production lines can’t stop and people live there year-round, what normal jobs require working at night? And jobs that even high school students can get involved in… After thinking it over, the night shift supermarket is the closest match.” Chen Yi explained his analysis in detail.

"Don't tell the teacher..." Kawasaki Saki had no choice but to weakly plead.

I hope this guy won't use this opportunity to threaten her...

Chen Yi's analysis stalled.

So Zongwu High School doesn't allow students to work night shifts?

No, it seems normal if such a rule exists...

He then thought about it again.

“But even so… you must work in one of those less reputable supermarkets, right?” Chen Yi reorganized his words, gazing at her with a wistful look.

What do you mean by "not very formal"?

"Supermarkets are generally comprehensive material supply organizations tendered by the government. Night shift wages at supermarkets are mostly paid as allowances and official business. If it's a supermarket directly under a government department, the salary won't be high enough to make someone risk their life to participate, even though it offers high benefits beyond the base salary. Of course, these legitimate supermarkets are generally public institutions and don't recruit from the general public. So, your workplace is probably a supermarket managed by a contractor—the kind that advertises high salaries but actually offers nothing beyond the paycheck; there's no formal written guarantee, no mention of other benefits, just an informal supermarket, right?"

"Th-that..." Kawasaki Saki was speechless.

"Do they provide you with a gun? If you don't know how, you'll have to buy your own, right?" Chen Yi casually remarked.

“…” Kawasaki Saki fell silent.

Is that really true?

"But...but my salary is really high." Kawasaki Saki hesitated for a moment, but still decided to say it.

"Why don't you deduct the cost of the bullets and calculate it again?" Chen Yi sighed.

"Although I don't know why you insist on this job, perhaps there are some financial difficulties at home, I still want to offer some advice..."

"Where do you work? I'll go with you." Yukino suddenly interrupted, leaving Chen Yi speechless.

"Yukinoshita, you should know how dangerous the night shift is, right?" Chen Yi turned his attention to Yukinoshita.

"...We can't just ignore those who reach out their hands," Yukinoshita declared righteously.

"..."

Under the snow, what gave you the confidence to think that a supermarket without even an isolation room was just a child's play?

Chen Yi had worked at both legitimate and illegitimate supermarkets, and he could only say that... legitimate supermarkets had fully automated security systems and at least five security personnel, while illegitimate supermarkets...

He played PUBG with Aoyama Nanami the night before.

"Yukinoshita, please calm down." Chen Yi sighed and decided to try to persuade her.

"Yukinoshita-san, while I appreciate your righteous words... Chen-san is actually right." Kawasaki Saki shook her head, pouring cold water on Yukinoshita's attempt to continue refuting Chen Yi.

“If the night shift wasn’t dangerous, the supermarket operators wouldn’t have any reason to pay me such a high salary. But this job… I can’t give it up.”

"Is tonight your first day at work?" Chen Yi changed the subject.

"Not yet, Monday is the first day of work," Kawasaki Saki explained.

“We’ll help you practice shooting these next couple of days. Oh, and we’ll also teach you first aid and emergency communications skills—these are essential skills.” Chen Yi put the loaded magazine aside and looked at Kawasaki Saki.

"What are you standing there for? Go ahead and fight! Don't waste your time."

“…Thank you.” Kawasaki Saki lowered her eyes and nodded gently.

......

In the afternoon, just a short while after the intense heat had subsided.

"Thank you all for your help today." Kawasaki Saki looked at everyone in the Service Club and bowed solemnly.

"Sister!" Kawasaki Taishi was waiting outside the shooting range. He ran over as soon as he saw Kawasaki Saki.

"Why did you come here? Didn't I tell you to stay home?"

"I... came to pick you up." Kawasaki Taishi scratched his head, his gaze sweeping over the members of the Service Club before settling on Chen Yi's face.

"Big brother, is that you?" Kawasaki recognized the wine-red eyes at a glance.

It's so distinctive.

"Who are you?" Chen Yi couldn't remember for a moment.

"Um, I bumped into you at the hospital yesterday and knocked your medicine over..." Kawasaki Taishi said.

"It's currently placed at the hospital's reception desk..."

"Oh, it's you."

Chen Yi looked at Kawasaki Taishi's short, blue hair and remembered.

Wait, the hospital...

Chen Yi glanced at Kawasaki Saki discreetly.

I see...

If a family member is sick and urgently needs money, then it's normal to have no choice but to take a high-paying job.