Yura’s thirst for “victory” at all costs alienated her friends and created a tense atmosphere around her, and the most genius thing about it is that the show adopted the same tense atmosphere. The show, which began as a slice-of-life, “cute girls doing cute things” show, took a quite darker turn as we saw Yura go from enjoying the experience of airsoft to focusing solely on the tenuous competitive aspects of it.

One clever thing C3-bu did was show exactly how Yura experienced airsoft. Throughout the earlier parts of the show, she would periodically go into moments of delusion, where she experienced moments of airsoft as realistic experiences, such as a scene from Rambo, or the Normandy landing of Operation Overlord. These delusions largely stopped once Yura's focus shifted. To me (and I’d wager this applies to many other airsofters as well), airsoft is played in the pursuit of what I call, for lack of a better term, “moments.” In the context of airsoft, these “moments” are situations in which something awesome happens.

It’s getting immersed in the game. It’s being “in the zone.” It’s that moment when you catch a magazine tossed to you by your teammate and load it into your gun. It’s that moment when you’re walking through the woods and you hit the deck hard as soon as you hear BBs whizzing through the leaves nearby. It’s any moment you’re doing a one-handed vault over a low wall.

Yura’s delusions are a perfect illustration of what one of these “moments” feels like. When Yura stops having fun experiencing airsoft, the “moments” also stop, but when it all comes back around, and Yura comes back to the C3-bu and enjoys airsoft again, her delusions also come back.

I love airsoft. When the sun’s setting and I’m tired, and my Hi-Capa's magazine has gone through a good bit more green gas, and my M4 magazines are empty, and the memory card in my GoPro is full, and I’ve got a few new stories to tell, and I wake up the next day to sore legs, I had a great time. C3-bu captured that experience, the good and the potential bad, and put it in anime form, right down to the smooth jazz playing in my head as I dash from cover to cover on the airsoft field.