The spring breeze blows across the campus, and the cherry-colored petals swaying from afar quietly fall over the playground of Mingde Qijia High School.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for school to finish, and the crisp sound of baseball hitting from time to time came from the empty playground.

“100.”

He was really idle, so Rakura Kazuhara did push-ups casually. While listening to the English radio in his headphones, he went to the bow-door with a two-meter-long bow bag on his back.

Since you can't find your own goal, then you can find something that can improve yourself at this stage to do it.

That's how he thought.

A new message popped up in Line.

He stopped under the shade of the tree, took off his headphones, and took out the new phone that the Sakamachi bell bought for him.

【"Amami" has agreed to your friend's request.】

Amami translates it as a surname - Tianhai.

"I just agreed in less than two minutes?" Suharara murmured to himself.

A bubble popped up in the chat world.

Amami: Good afternoon at Konahara (*^▽^*)

Yan Wenzi, Shirahara Le misses this place a little.

Many Japanese girls seem to like to use facial text.

Ah Ling liked to use it before.

Now I have something to say-

"Brother, bring me a bottle of soda when I come back."

"Brother, bring me a takoyaki~"

"Brother, potato chips"

"elder brother"

"."

In the end, my brother was too lazy to shout. Even if he knocked a space for you, he would be criticized for giving her a mistake.

He is really the best sister in the world.

Jurashihara thought for a while and replied: Good afternoon.

The moment the message is sent, it quickly displays "read".

Amami: Is Surahara Jun now planning to go to a club?

Juharara: Yes, he is going to the Kotoku Department to participate in a club activity.

Amami: It turns out that Sakahara-kun is from the Gudao tribe, that's great. Are you going home together this afternoon? I'll pay back the money I owed Sakahara-kun in the afternoon.

Is this...inviting myself to go home?

Why are these two prostitutes not born at all?

Will reorganize a family more or less resist each other?

At least that's how Kazuhara Rak himself feels about them.

Raku Suhara: OK... But, didn’t I say that before, you don’t have to worry about the remaining money.

Amami: No, no matter what, this is also a mistake I accidentally caused.

They are twins, and she has the same face and the same height as her sister.

The sisters' personalities are so different.

My sister looks good to communicate.

Since my sister is easy to talk to, why don’t I just join Tianhai Jiuli?

Anyway, I'm free and have nothing to do, so I'll look for Qi Mingyue's weaknesses.

Kazuhara hit the phone screen with one hand and outputted a line of words:

[Today, Qimingyue took the initiative to ask me to add your Line, and I don’t understand the reason.]

The message shows [Readed] for about ten seconds.

Juehara was waiting, and finally waited for the news that Tianhai Jiu Liuli replied.

Amami: Sakahara Jun ignored her, don’t believe anything she said.

Shirahara: What's wrong?

Amami: Sakahara Jun is willing to tell me on his own initiative, so this means it is definitely not Qi Mingyue’s instruction.

Shirahara: That's right.

Amami: When dealing with her, you should be careful. She is not bad at heart, but she has a lot of bad thoughts and often uses pranks to tease people.

This is how my sister can actually comment.

Juhara Raku: So what is she afraid of?

He walked beside the playground with a bow bag and holding his cell phone in one hand. He heard the excited howls of the boys from the football team on the lawn. As he looked at the screen of the phone, Rao Suhara headed towards the gymnasium.

Amami: No... As far as I know, no, even if she put a cockroach in front of her, she would look at her curiously. I absolutely cannot accept this kind of thing.

So, the sister is afraid of cockroaches, and the sister is afraid of things - and it is unknown yet.

It seems that the points here are not that easy to get.

Jurahara: I'm in the club.

Amami: OK, then I won’t bother you anymore. See you later (?*?*?)

Juhara: Goodbye after school.

I wonder if Jiu Liuli is using Yanwen to deliberately get closer to him, so as to alleviate the embarrassment of the two of them having just met their identities.

After passing an old tree with strong leaves, Kazuhara Le opened the moving wooden door of the dojo.

After taking off his shoes at the entrance, he stepped onto the warm yellow solid wood floor and walked into the bow dojo with a wide view.

At this time, many people had arrived at the bow and Taoist department. They were dressed in white and had white sleeves on their arms and stuck over their elbows.

When the slender hands raised the two-meter-long and bow, that serious attitude seemed to emerge from their qualities.

With a whoosh, the vibration called string sounded echoed in my ears.

The blue arrows skipped across the lawn, whistling the wind, hitting the orange target 28 meters away.

"Good afternoon." Kobayashi Ansai put down her longbow. When she turned around, she saw Sabuhara Ra who had just walked from the entrance of the dojo. Out of politeness, he shouted.

"Good afternoon, senior."

After saying hello in a daily manner, Raku Suhara walked into the locker room and took off his school uniform's suit and tie.

He took off his clothes, changed into the bow uniform that he had bought for 50,000 yen, and put on the "She (She Four Sounds)" made of deer skin, a special handguard for bowskin.

He looked at himself in the mirror in the closet.

Clothes of 50,000 yen, 20,000 yen and bows, 20,000 yen handguards, 50,000 bowstrings, 3,000 arrows...

He closed the wardrobe.

I was thinking about how much I should pay the minister.

It is really hard for ordinary students to bear this traditional sport.

In his previous life, he was successfully selected for the national team with a compound bow, and he also touched traditional bows, but he just never played with Hebei.

This thing is long and short at the bottom, which is completely different from ordinary shooting, and it is the most difficult type of bow and arrow to hit.

Because it is not used for hunting at all, but for "ritual archery".

To sum up in one sentence, this play is an ornamental exercise used to cultivate one's own self-cultivation.

It's similar to Tai Chi.

Shirahara took out his own bow, picked up a few green arrows from the quiver, and walked to the open shooting position of the dojo.

His gaze looked out over the shaded green lawn until the target under the purple canvas 28 meters away.

He took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

The body follows the eight chapters of shooting method in a regular manner.

Stepping on foot, immobilizing, raising an arrow, raising a bow...

Betting Damu leads one in three points.

He raised his slender bow high above his shoulders, and his sharp eyes gathered on the arrow.

Push the bow with your left hand, and pull the bowstring smoothly with your right hand wearing deerskin gloves.

Jurata's eyes stared ahead, and the power of the bowstring gradually gathered on the green arrow feather in his hand.
To be continued...