After the fireworks were delivered, I didn't rush back.

Of course, it is not "School Day" on TV, but Tokyo TV's variety show "Can you follow your house?"

Xiao Hanawau was very excited to watch variety shows, and he didn't notice that Uesugi, who had just put down the bowls and chopsticks, approached her a little.

"Or what if we watch horror movies?"

Huawan Huahuo shook his head hard like a rattle.

"don't want."

“Are you that scared?”

"Fisha...can't look at those things...can have nightmares..."

Uesugi Sao looked at her beautiful side face. She didn't see her for a week and did miss her a little.

"Uncle, aren't you at home today?"

"Well, Dad is busy with work today." Hanamara Hanamaru stared at the TV, staring at it intently.

Uesuma slowly approached her jade neck, and the pleasant girl's body smelled scent from her nose, and she quietly said:

"Today, should you just stay here to sleep?"

Her left hand slowly supported her tiny waist.

The itchy feeling of ears and waist made Hanamara turn red with her face and light cherry lips shine with a faint light: "Zhaojun... wants to do something bad again..."

"That is, you agree?"

Slowly hugged the girl's petite body, allowing her to lean into her arms with peace of mind.

The smoothness of the flesh in the thin clothes is very delicate.

She should have just taken a shower, too.

Xiao Hanahuo lowered his head shyly, leaned in his arms, stretched out his neck, "Brother Zhao...it's very itchy..."

"Does that little Hanahuo like Brother Zhao more or more?" Uesuma asked to his little head leaning in his arms.

Hanamaru Hanawa turned around, and a small hand crawled into his heart, raised his head and said, "Brother Zhao is always far from Hanawa."

"That's what if you like Joe more?" Uesuma's left hand followed her turn and touched her snow-white waist.

"But Brother Zhao has always been very good at Fireflies."

"Isn't Zhaojun good?" He smiled and held the girl and let her sit on his thigh.

"Taojun is also very good, but Taojun is also very bad." Hanamaru Hanabu shyly pushed away his left hand that he wanted to touch again.

The remaining warmth of the hands is still remaining on the waistline.

Uesugi Ouchi approached her, and whispered in her red ears:

"We have been dating for so long, should we go a step further?"

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at him blankly:

“More…more…?”

"Oh... um..."

The thighs wrapped in white silk tightened inward.

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The next day, the sun was dazzling and brilliant.

Uesugi Teru woke up from the bed alone, and what caught his eye was the bookcase full of books.

"Okay, now I'm a complete scumbag."

Shaking his head, he used line to send a message to Xiao Huahuo.

Waiting for a long time, no reply.

It's like a rock sinking into the sea.

"Are you angry?"

Uesugi Tho recalled the scene when she was lying on the sofa, her purple pupils flashing continuously.

After much trouble, he sent a message to Mrs. Hanamaru.

Reply soon.

"How do I know about young people? Is that right, Xiaozhao?"

OK, he gave up.

Let’s go to the knockout round this weekend first.

After washing up, I put on a sports suit with the words "Kamitsu High School Gudao" and then brought a samadhi and bow bags, and set off.

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The blue sky symbolizes the sunny sky at the end of May.

The only thing that makes Uesugizo feel comfortable and cool is the freshness that comes from the dojo grass just now.

"Senior, why are you keep holding your phone and watching? It's our turn to go on stage!"

"So fast?"

It's okay to take a look at the post I posted it more than ten times in a row. Uesugi looked up at the staff who kept waving to them.

"Is it okay?" Sugita Shuhei asked him behind.

Everyone found something was wrong with him today.

Uesugi stood up with his bow in his arms, "It's okay, it's more than enough to deal with the knockout round."

This is true. With the referee standing up, under the steady pace of the five people, Uesugi Osaki, who was in the front position, flew out the first string sound from the longbow.

His string sound is as calm and comfortable as ever, making people feel happy.

Bang.

Arrows penetrate the target and sink into the soil behind.

In the audience, "good" cheers were sent.

Kurahashi High School, which was their opponent, lost the target in the front position.

Their second position had to be carefully aimed to make up for the first arrow that was off the target.

Just when Kurahashi High School was still hesitating, the next door, Kamitsu High School had already shot three arrows in a row and all hit the target.

The continuous sounds of strings and sounds made Kurahashi High School people look confused and the pressure doubles, feeling a lot of backwardness.

The difference between speed and injection type begins to appear.

The game has no suspense and will end soon.

The voice of the broadcast: "The result of the competition is announced now, the first shooting field, Shenyue High School.

The first round, four, three, two, three, four, a total of 16 shots.

The second round, two, three, three, three, four, a total of 15 wins.

All 31 out of the box.

The second shooting field, Kurahashi High School.

The first round, two, two, two, one, three, a total of 8 were won.

The second round, 0, 1, 0, 1, 2, a total of 4 were won.

All 12 out.

It's worse than the qualifiers!

Everyone in Kurabashi High School's Gundo Department was disappointed by this result, which was the worst result in their school competition.

"How come seniors can get off the target and arrow? Aren't they all good in front?" asked Chitosei Shinichi, who handed everyone water and towels.

Sugita Shuhei leaned the bamboo bow against the wall and looked at him: "As for Sugi's strength, it shouldn't be like this."

"Uesugi, come on, whether we can beat Michichi is up to you!" Masato Hirata, who had a towel hanging on his neck, clenched his fists and encouraged him.

"Yeah." Guan Jing Yingyi nodded in agreement.

In fact, there is an arrow that is not off the target, but it hits the second-rank bull's eye.

The strange arrow made the audience stunned, and I don’t know if I should cheer.

"I see."

Uesugi Sato agreed and sat on the stool in the lounge.

On the other hand, Asaka Ogata and Fukuko Sasui who participated in the solo match at the third and fourth shooting court walked back.

“How are the grades?”

"Ten Middle Schools, Fengzi Eight Middle Schools." Okabata Aka's tone was as cold as ever.

This individual match is not divided into men and women, with 12 arrows in two rounds. The shooting rhythm does not need to be followed by others at all. You only need to complete the shooting within the specified time.

This score could have easily won the championship, but there were players from Yuzhi High School.

Basically, except for the dark horses every year, they are completely in the top few individual competitions.

"That guy named Feng Yeti is so amazing. He won the game as easily as eating a cake, and he won the whole game!" Fengko Shizui was surprised and had a black chest guard tied to his chest in a white bowed suit.

——This is a protective gear for girls to protect the bowstring from squirting the chest.

"That's what he achieved last year." Asaka Ogata took off the white strap with her right hand.

"Not to be afraid, I will surpass him sooner or later."
Chapter completed!