Story start in 1960 United state.A boy name "RION" he is lived with his big brother in small town called Squirrel.
One day, Rion was walking through the town when he saw a shooting compitition in an open ground. Rion loved shooting, so he decided to registered his name for the compitition.
Rion went to the counter.
"Sir, I want to registered my name for the shooting compitition" Rion said.
The man at the counter looked at him and said,"You can register only if you are above 15 years old. How old are you?"
"Yes," Rion replied confidently
Rion entered the compitition ground as the first round began. Six compititors stood in a line. In the first round, each compititors had to shoot six bottles. If someone shot all six bottles, they would move to the next round.
Before the round started, one man looked at Rion and laughed
"Kid, you should go home and drink milk. Shooting is not a game. Do you understand?" the man said mockingly.
Rion looked at him calmly.
"Maybe I am a kid," Rion replied, "but you are a grown man. Why do you act like a fool? Age does not decide talent."
The man frowned and stayed silent.
The round began.
Rion picked up the revolver and aimed carefully. One by one, he shot the bottles.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
All six bottles shattered.
The crowd looked surprised as Rion successfully passed the first round. Only four compititors remained for the second round.
In the second round, each compititors had to shoot an apple thrown into the air three times. Only the shooters who hit the air apples perfectely would advance to the final round.
Rion felt nervous, but he focused on the target.
When his turn came, he was raised the revolver and fired.
Despite his nervousness, Rion managed to pass the second round.
Before the third round began, there was a 30-minutes break. Rion was sitting on a chair, resting and thinking about the final round. Suddenly, his friend ippon appeared.
"Hey Rion! How are you? What are you doing here?" Ippon asked.
Rion smiled and said, "I joined this shooting competition just for fun. But guess what? I already passed two rounds, and now I'm in the final round."
Ippon looked surprised.
"Did you know the last round is a duel?"he said.
Rion was shocked.
"A duel? What do you mean?" Rion asked nervously. "What if my opponent shoots me?"
Ippon laughed and said, "Relax! No one can shoot to kill. The rules say you can only shoot the arms or legs, not the head or chest."
Then Ippon added, "And the winner gets a master revolver as the prize."
Rion's eyes lit up
"Really? Then I will do my best to win!" Rion said excitedly. "And when I get that revolver, the first person l'll shoot you!"
Ippon laughed. "You're just joking."
Rion laughed too. "Yes, of course. I'm just kidding, bro."
Suddenly, the bell rang.
Tun! Tun! Tun!
The break was over.
"Okay Rion, good luck. Do your best," Ippon said.
"Thanks, my friend," Rion replied.
The competitors returned to the ground. The referee stepped forward and explained the rules.
"No one is allowed to shoot the head, chest, or stomach. You can only aim at the arms or legs," the referee announced.
Then the third round began.
Rion looked at his opponent… and it was the same man who had mocked him in the first round.
The man smirked and tried to insult him again.
But this time, Rion stayed calm.
The duel was began.
Without wasting a second, Rion quickly aimed his revolver and fired.
Bang!
The bullet hit the man's hand. His revolver fell to the ground.
The crowd gasped in shock.
The man held his injured hand and stepped back. The referee raised his hand.
"Winner… Rion!"
Rion stood there in disbelief. He couldn't believe he had won the duel.
Soon after, the mayor of the town stepped foeward with a small box.
"Congratulation, young man," the mayor said proudly. "You are the winner of this competition."
He handed Rion a master revolver and the Aim Master Award.
The crowd clapped loudly.
After the caremony, Rion went to find his friend Ippon.
"Ippon! I won!" Rion said excitelly. "Look, I got the master revolver and the Aim Master Award!"
Ippon smiled proudly.
"That's amazing, Rion. Tell me… who is your idol?"
Rion answered without hesitation.
"My big brother… Red."
Ippon nodded.
"Then you should go and show your prize to him. He will be very proud of you."
Rion smiled.
"Yes,you're right."
Rion started walking home happily.
But suddenly, a man ran toward him. The man was crying and breathing heavily.
"Rion…!" The man shouted.
Rion looked at him with confusion.
"What happened?"
The man spoke with a trembling voice.
"The mafia… they shot your brother… Red is dead."
Rion froze in shock.
The revolver in his hand alowly slipped.
Everything around him became silent.
To Be Continued…
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