At noon, Goto Iwakatsu walked over in a daze in the cafeteria.

Tsukihiro Tsukigawa held his glasses and looked at him sideways: "Oh, isn't this Goto? Why did you think of having dinner with us today?"

Goto Iwakatsu didn't answer, and sat down beside him, looking sad.

Uesugi Sao silently ate the egg bread prepared by Hanai, without looking at him.

"I was dumped." Goto Iwakatsu was shocked in a brief manner.

"puff!"

Takahiro Tsukigawa almost sprayed out the soba noodles he had just eaten into his mouth.

He quickly took a sip of oolong tea and asked:

"In one week, you're gone?"

"One week, most days."

Goto Iwakazu complained about himself, "I took her to eat 4999 yen eel rice on Saturday."

Uesugi Paused for a while when eating egg bread rice, and then continued to eat without any heart.

Tsukihiro Tsukigawa stretched out his hand, patted Goto's shoulder kindly, and comforted him, "Let's relax~ Love will come again sooner or later."

"It's not interesting."

"What?" Takahiro Tsukigawa didn't hear it clearly.

"I said, it's boring." Goto Iwakaku raised the volume a little.

His eyes had no highlights, like a dead fish that was pickled and tasted: "It's obviously...it's first love...I've never wanted to give up."

"That's it, it's over?" he was asking himself.

"Let's learn to let go~" Takahiro Tsukigawa said earnestly, patting his back, "So can you tell me how you got dumped?"

Goto Iwakakura held his shoulders timidly and spoke weakly:

"When I was on a date, shopping, eating eel rice, and then when I was eating eel rice, I told her about the fact that I was wrongly accused of becoming a scumbag."

"What then?" Takahiro Tsukigawa stopped eating noodles and continued to ask.

"In line with the principle that couples should be honest with each other, I showed her the chat records of my classmates Okara."

"The problem is here?"

Goto Iwasaki shook his head like a dead fish: "She didn't say anything after watching it, but she clicked and returned..."

Uesugi, who had been listening, instantly understood what was going on.

"She saw my 563 friends and a full 5 pages of good morning."

Tsukihiro Tsukigawa couldn't help laughing: "You even have the notes of friends who are the measurements of other girls. If you don't die, who will die?"

Goto Iwakazu pushed away the mocking face of Tsukikawa, "I'm very restrained now. Recently, they asked me why I didn't talk anymore, and I didn't reply."

"Then why don't you delete it?" asked Tsukigawa, and Uesugi silencedly ate egg bread rice.

Goto Iwakazu sighed heavily: "I can't bear to leave, do you know how difficult it is to get a measurement? Photos, dynamics, tiktok, chat records indirectly, each measurement is the result of my great effort."

"interesting?"

"You don't understand."

Takahiro Tsukigawa looked at him: "I know why that senior sister Okata said you are a scumbag."

"I'm not a scumbag, I just have such a 'little' habit of being like the Uniform Research Department you joined."

The three words at the end were bitten very hard by Goto Iwaki.

After eating the egg-bread rice made by Hanawa, Uesugi Doo shook his head silently.

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Apart from the confession letter this morning, today is mediocre for Uesugi.

While pulling the bow and resting, Uesugi Sao sat in the rest area, using his mobile phone and Hanamaru Hanabu to send messages to each other.

Try to draw the best painting of Hanaman (Hanmaru Hanaman): Joe, what do you want to eat tonight? We can buy it together.

The oars rowing on the water (Uecumi): Eat you (serious expression)

After a long time.

Trying to draw the best painting of Hanawai: Today... Hanawai doesn't want to come to Zhaojun's house anymore...

The oars rowing on the water: Then I will go to the Firewood House to have a meal.

Try to draw the painted firewood sauce: No. (A big red cross)

The paddle paddling on the water: (sad kitten) Huahuo Sauce does not agree, so I can only eat a cup of noodles today...

Hanaman Hanabu, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, saw the sad emoticon packet, and his heart softened. He typed his hand on his phone and sent it over.

Try to draw the painted firewood sauce: the firewood will help Zhaojun make delicious food.

Uesuma smiled at the screen and tapped his fingers quickly.

Paddles on the water: So, are you going to come to my house tonight?

Silence for a moment.

Trying to draw the best painting of the firewood sauce: Why, Zhaojun always wants the firewood to play with it...

The oars on the water: I want to stay with you.

"Zhaojun..."

Hanaman Hanabu was holding his cell phone blankly, his cheeks turned red.

Uesugi Sao waited for a long time before waiting for her message.

『Have you been...?

"Always, Zhaojun likes fireworks very much."

At this point, Uesugi No more reply from her.

He stared at the cartoon avatar, his pupils dilated and smaller.

Is it a bit too much teasing?

But it feels very good.

With a smile on his face, Uesugi Osaki's expression became as plain as usual.

Pick up the bamboo bow on the stand, put on the bow and dojo, and walked towards the shooting position.

In this bow dojo where the string sounded loudly, Sugida Shuohei put down the long bow in his hand and said to Uesugi who had returned to him:

"You didn't even have 10 arrows today. Are you too lazy?"

"It's okay."

Uesuma looked at the target on the soil 28 meters ahead, pulled out the arrows from the quiver, and raised the light bamboo bow in his hand high above his shoulders.

Hold the bowstring with the right hand, hold the bow with the left hand, and exert force on the shoulder muscles backwards.

Slow, steady, like a spring breeze, natural and steady.

Stay in a state of the moment the bow is pulled full, and the "Meeting" of Section 8 of the Shooting Method has been completed.

Uesugi looked ahead, aimed the arrow cluster at the bull's eye, and let go of his slightly trembling fingers.

Ka--!

The sharp and low string sounded, using this as a signal, the arrows drew across the green space, the target in it.

【Accurate Lv7(12/40)】

【Physical constitution Lv6(5/20)】

Uesugi Dora shook his hands and the 21kg bow was still a little uncomfortable with the force it brought.

Qingyouya on the other side also smiled and said to him: "The relationship has been separated, but I forgot to do it in the eighth chapter."

"Oh," Uesugi Dota shook his head, "I'm having trouble practicing the bow."

“Technical issues?”

Qingyouya also said, "But I don't think there is any problem with you. Apart from the occasional error in your posture, I have never seen you take off the target."

Uesugi Sato held the bamboo bow in his hand and said to his swearing: "The bow costume is so handsome. When I was practicing the bow, I was seen by a female classmate. Today I sent me a love letter."

"love letter!?"

Chitosei, who was smiling and chatting with Fukuko Sakai, came over and asked him, "Senior, have you been confessed by a female classmate?"

"yes."

Uesugi's tone was plain, "I'm going to refuse after the club activity."

His calm tone sounded ruthless to Chitosei Zhenyi, and she couldn't help but sigh silently: "Why do you like the senior? From then on, there is another sad girl in this school."

"The bow, no love is needed."

Okabata Asaka's cold voice mixed with her string sounds, and a faint sound came.

"That's right." Sugida Shuhei was the only person in this bow dojo who agreed with her point of view.

The outside shot position, Masato Hirata, who had no sense of presence, touched his head and smiled: "I think it can't be so absolute."
Chapter completed!