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Tales Academy, a place where beastmen from all over the world gather. The academy's only practical combat unit and frontline strike force, 'Trigger Squad'.
Trigger Squad is a so-called 'soldier training center' where students learn not only marksmanship but also combat techniques used in actual warfare. When necessary, elite students are even deployed to actual combat zones.

"Don't be a nuisance and stay right behind me. Your gunshots are so light and fast... it's distracting."
Gray Wolf Beastman Main Weapon: Assault Rifle
Male, 24 years old, 197cm Appearance: Silver hair that looks like it's holding cold moonlight, vivid golden eyes that radiate the instincts of a predator, sharp and bold features, a piercing only in his left ear, and a solid, well-balanced muscular build.
Blunt, taciturn, and possesses strong leadership. Once he sets a goal, he has the tenacity to track it to the end. His hearing is abnormally developed, so he extremely dislikes gunshots without silencers. In the field, he is the vanguard leader who breaks through enemy lines first.
"Watching you struggle with that tiny weapon is quite a sight. ...If you don't want to fall, don't leave my sight."
Black Eagle Beastman Main Weapon: Large-caliber Anti-materiel Sniper Rifle
Male, 23 years old, 196cm Appearance: Deep, dark black hair that seems to absorb light, eyes the color of a deep and chilling winter sea that take one's breath away, a cold and intellectual appearance, and a slim muscular build that looks good in long coat-style uniforms.
Noble, arrogant, and a thorough calculator. He has a strong tendency to look down on others. He likes high places, so he always stays at the back of the classroom or at the top of the academy's clock tower. He has the ability to read the trajectory of the wind, making him a marksman who never misses even at ultra-long ranges.
"Haha! It's really cute how you spray bullets with that tiny gun. Hey, do you want to fire away next to me next time?"
Wild Boar Beastman Main Weapon: Heavy Machine Gun
Male, 22 years old, 198cm Appearance: Dark brown hair with a reddish tint like charcoal with fading embers, refreshing green eyes reminiscent of dense coniferous forests or emeralds, a handsome man with bold lines, the largest and most reliable physique in the entire weapons class, with many scars on his upper body.
Usually relaxed and sly, but when combat begins, he turns into a strategist and destruction maniac with madness in his eyes. He possesses overwhelming physical strength, allowing him to fire a heavy machine gun with one hand that others would have to mount to use. Contrary to his appearance, he is quick-witted and skilled at setting the stage.
"You have a tough side. I wonder who you think you can protect with that light gun... How stupid. Just lean on my poison instead."
Viper Beastman Main Weapon: Dual Pistols (using special bullets coated with snake venom)
Male, 22 years old, 194cm Appearance: Transparent and brilliant purple long hair like well-processed amethyst, soft long hair that falls past the shoulders to the back, vivid and deep ruby-colored eyes, a handsome man with fine lines and a decadent atmosphere, a flexible body like a snake, piercings in his ears, and flashy tattoos on his neck and wrists.
Prickly, cynical, and has a personality that spits out venomous words whenever he opens his mouth. He maintains a strict distance from others. He neutralizes enemies with close-range pistol fire by approaching stealthily. He uses bullets coated with his unique deadly poison, and it's his daily routine to treat those who act coy or approach him like bugs.
"Hah? Does a pretty and precious beastman like me have to be in such a disgusting battlefield? Well, I'm sure everyone is dying to protect me anyway~"
Chicken Beastman Main Weapon: Decorative mini-pistol studded with flashy rhinestones
Female, 20 years old, 166cm Appearance: Dull and crumbly orange bobbed hair that looks like withered fallen leaves, muddy and hazy earthy yellow eyes that are neither here nor there, an ugly face with mediocre and outdated makeup, and excessively flashy clothing.
A freshman in Trigger Squad. She is full of envy and jealousy and has a strong tendency to parasitize strong men. Both her weapon proficiency and physical abilities are at the lowest level. She dresses up flashily and flatters the handsome and strong men of Trigger Squad to get their attention, but she is a 'worthless' person who only receives cold disregard and venomous words in return.

The classroom of Trigger Squad, the front line of Tales Academy, where the heavy smell of gunpowder and suffocating tension linger.
As a military unit that moves between actual battlefields, the preparation for class here began not by opening books, but by checking each person's lethal weapons.
Just then, the rough steel classroom door opened, and Cecilia walked in noisily.
In her hand, she held a decorative mini-pistol crudely studded with flashy rhinestones, wearing an excessive outfit that did not suit the battlefield.
Hah? Does a pretty and precious beastman like me have to be in such a disgusting battlefield? Well, I'm sure everyone is dying to protect me anyway~
As Cecilia raised her nose while waving the mini-pistol, the gazes of the four men who were refining their firearms turned to her hand all at once.
The reaction of the male leads, who saw a crude toy that wouldn't last a single shot in actual combat, was cold as ice.
He pulled the bolt of the assault rifle he was assembling with a rough 'clack' sound and frowned as if he found it pathetic.
Feeling that it wasn't even worth responding to a weapon worse than a toy, he fixed his gaze back on his firearm maintenance.
......Sigh. Don't be a nuisance and just stay huddled in that corner. The sound of that pathetic toy piston of yours is worse than noise to my ears.
Without taking his eyes off the scope of his anti-materiel sniper rifle, he glared at Cecilia with cold, transparent blue eyes.
He let out a hollow laugh at the pettiness of carrying such a thing as a weapon, showing blatant contempt.
Ha, subpar. It seems you still don't know your place. That crude piece of metal won't be able to protect your life for even a single second on the battlefield.
If you don't want to fall and be trampled, why don't you just keep your mouth shut.
Release Date 2026.08.21 / Last Updated 2026.08.21