If the rain falls in the sky for a short time, it is a loss if it falls into the earth and converges into a depression.

Although he could not read anything unusual in Sugita Sohei's expression, his words still carried a feeling of regret.

"Our family has been inherited from the bow master since the Edo period, and this profession has been inherited by the family for generations. My grandfather is, my father is, and as the eldest son, I must also inherit the bow master's inheritance."

"I have been in contact with the bow since I was a child, and I have been practicing it so far, and I have achieved some success."

"Sakurari is a girl, so she lives a lot more comfortable than me."

Sugida Shuhei glanced at the two girls next to Hou Guest House, and then continued to say to Uesugi:

"I will only elaborate on the rest. It's just that my harsh father strictly demanded that I practice archery. This is normal."

Uesugi Sato heard about his senior's deeds being among the top ten in the country. With his intelligence point of 8, he began to infer what his senior said was selfish:

"Does the senior regret not being able to win the first place in the national competition? And then need me to help you inherit this vision?"

He raised the Qingya bamboo bow on his right hand.

"So I'll give me this bamboo bow worth 110,000 yen?"

Sugita Shuhei, who was about to continue speaking, was interrupted by him. After listening to his words patiently, he calmly asked:

"Why, you think so?"

"Don't the general plot develop like this?" Uesugi asked.

“…”

"The dream of Gongdao should not be inherited by others, it is something that will be fought forever."

Sugita Shuoping's face was unchanging and there was no big change. He continued to say to him: "I can see that you are not very concerned about the bow. I don't want you to give up the practice of bow and Tao. This is a waste of your talent."

“…”

"I think I'm working very hard." It's tiring, but Uesugi Do has not given up on the idea of ​​practicing bows at the moment, so it's still very comfortable to pull the bow and shoot archery.

"After training in basic movements, you can catch fish every day. When you want to relax, you will shoot two arrows occasionally. It's too easy than your classmate."

Uesugi Osaki inexplicably heard a sense of contempt in his words.

Sugita Shuhei: "If it weren't for your rapid progress in archery shooting, I really wanted to pull you to the shooting position every day and shoot 200 arrows before leaving."

Even the two hundred archers were about to break, and the bow could not stand it. Uesugi Doo knew that the senior was joking.

But he still had doubts and asked:

"What did the senior just say about those things?"

“I’m in the national championship?”

Sugita Shuhei explained: "That is to tell you that I have experience in this area. Don't worry if you want to participate in the competition, just practice your bow."

He continued to explain:

"And my family has a arch master's heritage. The materials are very good, the workmanship is very fine, and the review is very strict. I can use the bamboo bow you give it to with confidence."

"It's that simple?" Uesugi Doo asked the same question as Sugita Sakura Rei.

"It's that simple." Sugita Shuhei's answer was the same.

"Just give 110,000 yen?"

"Our family," Sugita said gently, "no shortage of money."

“…”

Uesugi Dok understands that he has a smaller structure and forgets that this is Chiyoda District.

"I am more optimistic about the value of your talent than the value of this bamboo bow."

Sugida Shuhei walked to the counter, took out a small round box from it, and explained to Uesugi Osaki who was following him:

"This is made of wood wax and walnut oil, applied to bamboo bows for maintenance."

He pointed to the deerskin gloves on the booth on the other side.

"It needs to be tailored, and the money needs to be paid by Uesugi classmate himself."

"clear."

Even salted fish cannot be taken in vain.

Then Uesugi asked, "How much does it cost?"

"If you customize a trouser, it will be around 20,000 yen," Sugida Shuhei said casually, "I suggest you buy a few more trousers, a few pairs of trousers, as well as books, foot bags, pen powder, hand trousers, stone trousers, bow bags..."

"Senior, stop," Uesugi Dok quickly waved his hand to stop it, "Let me tell me how much it will cost."

"Yes..." Sugita Shuhei thought for a moment, "It's about 80,000 yen, including taxes."

Eighty thousand...

There is a very serious problem - there is not enough money.

"Fire!"

Hanamaru Hanabu, who was chatting with Sakureng Sugita, suddenly heard Uesugi outside calling her.

He stood up, walked over with even steps, and stopped and stood in front of him.

She saw the bamboo bow on his hand, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong...Zhaojun?"

"Nothing, it's all~"

Uesugi Shou smiled very well at her: "I didn't bring enough money from my brother. Can I get a little Hanao? Well... I'll borrow some from my brother?"

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“83215.3, Alas, I have no money anymore.”

Uesugizusa, holding a big bag in his right hand, sighed. He suddenly felt that the sound of rain falling on the umbrella was particularly annoyed. "The small treasury has been half gone in the past two days."

The bamboo bow is too big and it is difficult to pick it up on rainy days. Senior Sugita personally sent it to school tomorrow.

"Zhaojun...is he very short of money..."

Hanamaru Hanamaru carried 5 packed arrows in hand and walked very slowly under the umbrella. "That Hanamaru... I don't have to pay back the money from Hanamaru."

"No." Uesugi Tou shook his head and refused.

"Zhaojun used to invite Huahuo to eat delicious food..."

"The brother must pay back the money he borrowed from his sister."

Hanamaru Hanamaru remembered himself a long time ago: "Do Jun still wants to treat Hanamaru as his sister..."

"What do Hanawa's thought?" Uesugi Do wanted to pinch her soft face again.

"Zojun... has become very bad recently..." Hanamara Hanabu discovered his gaze and buried his head a little.

"The fireworks are so cute, there is no way."

"Zhaojun has never been so bad before..."

Uesugi Sato changed the umbrella to his other hand, and hugged her shoulder with a bag.

The girl's body exuded softness, sweetness and comfort on her chest. He couldn't help but say softly to her: "Don't forget that we are now, lovers."

"Lovers...will this happen?" She did not resist his arms and leaned gently on him.

"Yes," Uesugi said slowly to her, "Lovers will make Joon-kun very bad."

"Zhaojun..."

The cold wind drives the drizzle and blows the girl's increasingly shy face.

The pedestrians on the road were sparse, and no one found the girl secretly snuggling on this rainy street.

The faint cold made her shrank into his arms.

My chest...is very warm...and very at ease...

Hanamaru Hanabu looked up at his nose, his eyes bright and clear, and his weak voice said in a low voice: "Zojun becomes a lover... and becomes so bad..."

"Don't you hate it?" Uesugi Sao looked down at the girl in her arms, and walked slowly towards her beautiful gaze.

At the meeting of four eyes, she buried her head shyly again.

"I hate...I hate..." When I say I hate, my heart is warm.

Uesugi Smiled.

Pinch her slender shoulders and sniff the scent of her girlish body. Her words were like the breeze that passed by, and she was wafting with her ears:

"Then... the annoying Zhaojun invited Xiao Huahuo to play at his house in the afternoon. Xiao Huahuo... go?"

The girl leaned in his arms, her face was rosy. When she heard his voice, her beautiful and bright eyes suddenly wanted to close slowly: "Zao...Zaojun..."

"Go?" A gentle voice sounded again, without any urgency or urging.

The light little head also became lazy in the gentle sound.

She closed her somewhat confused eyes, followed his movements and stopped, her soft lips stuttering in a low voice:

"go......"

Uesugi Dog looked at his little head snuggling in his arms and smiled again: "It's so... cute..."
Chapter completed!