KClub - Beginning

"We need to diversify!"
Everyone looked up in shock as Monika slammed her fist on the table the club was sitting around, previously idly chatting about the day's affairs.
"Ahaha~ I mean, we should do a bit more than just write poems all the time, don't you think?"
"But what else would we do Monika? We're a literature club by design!" Natsuki piped up. "We're built around reading books and writing, there's not a lot more we can 'diversify' into."
"I-I don't mind reading and writing..." Yuri muttered into a stand of hair she was fiddling with.
"We need to do something new, something not offered by the rest of the clubs in the school. A little bit of spice in our club, you know?" Monika replied to the congregation, inwardly reviewing the clubs offered by the student body.
"I think everything we can do is offered by the school in one way or another, Ehehehe..." Sayori awkwardly chuckled. It hadn't occurred to the club that there was dissatisfaction with the club's activities impressing upon the club president.
"I can think of a few things that we could do, but I don't think you'd enjoy most of them." Anon sighed, leaning back in his chair. "A lot of my hobbies are pretty exclusive to guys..."
"Like what? Anything would work at this point!" Monika leaned over the table with her palms flat against the surface, almost as if she was in the middle of an interrogation.
"Well, I do auto work on the car I got recently," Anon replied but was unsurprised by the lack of enthusiasm from the cohort, "I've been doing some computer coding recently, but that's already covered by another club, and I guess I've been doing a lot of 3Gun recently, but the season's done for winter."
Natsuki, Monika, and Yuri all looked inquisitively at Anon. "3Gun?" They said in unison.
Anon rubbed the back of his neck. "It's... kind of a mix of target shooting and agility sports. You have three different firearms; rifle, shotgun, and a handgun, each of them suited for different portions of the 'track'. It's timed and you have penalties for each target you miss, or you hurt your performance if you don't hit your targets efficiently, kinda just a hobby of mine."
"Anon! Don't lie to them, it's a lot more than a hobby of yours! Ehehe~" Sayori said as she punched Anon's arm.
"It's a bit more than a hobby." Anon reluctantly admitted.
"Anon's been competing since he turned 17, over a year ago now!" Sayori began to gush. "He's been putting in a lot of work since then, always on a treadmill and running, taking some days off and 'just going to the range' as he'd say, you'd take me to some of the tournaments you had this year too! He told me he got sponsored after last season's performance!"
"A sponsorship!" Natsuki exclaimed. "Do you get paid much?"
"So you must be pretty good at it then." Monika continued.
"He's REALLY good at it!" Sayori interjected for Anon. "He came first in the U20 category for the end of the season tournament, he's been first for most of the other tournaments as well, you just had trouble with that one 'Hard as Hell' course this year didn't you?"
Anon chuckled to himself and sighed. "Coming in third in a tournament with no age brackets isn't easy you know..."
"Ehehehe, That's why I made sure to give you an extra special reward that night!"
"Sayori!" Anon exclaimed, face flushed.
"A-Ah but that doesn't matter! You did really well for such a long and tough track! You came off all sweaty and manly~"
Anon's face flipped through ever deepening shades of red.
The rest of the girls shot a look at Anon, who was in turn annoyed by Sayori's ramblings.
"S-So are you shooting guns the whole time?" Yuri asked from behind a lock of hair.
"Well, mostly. I always have to be shooting the targets though, so it's not like I'm just randomly running around and firing into the air. It's a relatively defined path you have to take, a lot of the challenge comes from the breath control and having sufficient cardio for the different course lengths."
"It's decided!" Monika exclaimed, standing up and clapping her hands. "We'll have Anon take us shooting!"
"I didn't even get a chance to weigh in!" Anon cried out.
"Ah, well, it gets us doing something interesting either way! You should be happy Anon!" Monika replied, surprised at his reaction.
"Ammo isn't cheap..." Anon muttered. But he knew that he couldn't resist taking four cute girls to the range to show off. Defeated, Anon sighed. "Fine. Let's all head to the range this Thursday instead of doing our regular club meet, I don't think anyone will notice us missing. I'll give you the address..."
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"What the fuck?" The employee at the front of the desk muttered as he saw a tall-ish, purple-haired woman walking towards the door to the range. The bell chimed as she opened it and stepped inside.
"H-Hey," She said, making brief eye contact before looking back to the floor. "Has a young man come in recently? Named Anon?"
"Anon!" The man chortled. "He usually doesn't come in for another two hours!"
"A-Ah. He said he'd be in earlier today." She mumbled, barely audible.
"Just have a seat over there Ma'am," The employee pointed to some chair along the wall. "I'll phone him up and see where he's at."
The employee pulled out his cellphone and began to thumb through his contacts.
The bell chimed again, and the employee looked up to see a short, petite woman with bright pink hair step in.
"Heya Yuri! Where's Anon?"
"He hasn't arrived yet, this man was going to phone him," Yuri said, pointing to the man behind the counter.
"He knows Anon!?" She exclaimed.
"Yeah, he's a regular here. Got a membership, works here occasionally, the whole nine yards." The man interrupted.
"Just sit here Natsuki, I'm sure he'll show up soon." Yuri told her acquaintance.
The man glanced back at the new girl to see her looking at all the different guns lining the wall behind him before she picked up one of the complimentary magazines.
Pressing the contact that said "Anon" on his phone, he waited as the connection idly hummed its tone, waiting for Anon to pick up on the other end.
Another chime from the door, this time due to a brown-haired woman with stunning jade eyes. She was accompanied by another woman with rose pink hair and sparkling, ocean blue eyes.
"Damn." The employee muttered.
She sat down and began to chat with the others.
"Come on bud. Don't leave me hanging like this." The employee muttered as he redialed the phone number.
It was a few minutes before Anon walked in the door, a headset wrapped around his neck, carrying a few gun cases and a backpack.
"Holy shit man, why didn't you open your phone!?" The employee threw his hands up in defeat.
"I was being a responsible driver. There wasn't a chance in hell I'd pick up when going 30 over." Anon laughed as he walked over to the counter. "I'll need space for five, an hour's time on the range, it's probably empty enough that you'll have a variable range lane open for that."
"You and your harem are the only ones here. I'll substitute as your RO."
"Shut the f-" Anon glanced back at the group of girls staring at him. "-ack up Jim. It's just some friends from school."
Jim snorted and rung up the total. Anon handed him his members card, then pulled out his credit card to clear the remaining balance.
"By the way, do we have any of the crab legs available right now?"
"Yeah, there's just a few but you can find them just inside the range door."
"Great." Anon turned to the rest of the club, silently observing the banter. "Alright, grab a pair of these and follow me into the range." He said, holding up some of the ear protection offered by the range. Anon pulled his special pair up and placed it on his ears before heading through the door.
"Make sure to keep these on the entire time you're inside the range, okay? It'll seriously damage your hearing if you take them off in the middle of firing." Jim sternly told the girls as they each grabbed their pairs and headed into the range right behind Anon.
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"All right, so that's your crash course on gun safety and handling, please follow everything I told you and we'll have a good day. Okay?" Anon said as he set down his handgun, a modified SIG P320, onto the bench alongside a customized AR-15 rifle and Mossberg 500 shotgun. He was met with vigorous nodding. "Luckily for you, I loaded my magazines so we can get to shooting right away. Who'd like to go first?"


So, reader, who do you want to go first?
Natsuki? - https://pastebin.com/0ZYUmMED
Yuri? - https://pastebin.com/Agv6YB2m
Monika? - https://pastebin.com/CcS6LfW1
Sayori? - https://pastebin.com/ScLJdLPF
Want to just skip to the end? [You'll miss a lot!] - https://pastebin.com/HYpZsk97