The following day was another day of shooting lessons with Reiner. Today was the last day of our trip and we would be heading back to the mansion sometime later in the afternoon, according to Reiner. I had to say that I made astounding progress in my lesson. By the end of the session, I was able to shoot a pistol on my own with some accuracy. Sure, I wasn’t a pro at it and my shots didn’t always hit the target, but I still thought that I did quite well.
“What do you think? I’m pretty good, right?” I asked before flashing a bright smile at Reiner.
“Hmm…” Reiner made an unconvinced sound as if he was deep in thought.
“What? Say something…” I demanded.
“It needs work…a lot of work,” Reiner said after some thought.
“What do you expect? It’s only been two days!” I exclaimed.
“I guess…you did quite well,” Reiner mumbled as he ruffled my hair.
“Quite well…” I muttered with clear dissatisfaction.
