Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

To think you could pull a time machine out of a ridiculous gacha pool is nothing short of a fantasy.

Let's water these dry plants first.

Holding a gray-blue umbrella, Uesugi Kai walked up to the two adjacent silver emperor and silver queen plants, rolled up her sleeves, and opened the umbrella.

Swish swish!

Kai Uesugi's pupils contracted as he felt his right hand suddenly sink, the immense force causing him to stagger forward.

Under the umbrella, a torrential downpour continued, and the shadowy figure, its trajectory indistinct, kept striking the silver-gray fan blades, the splashing water droplets instantly soaking the cuffs of the trousers.

The leaves of the Silver Emperor and Silver Queen plants were bent under the weight, and even the soil in their pots was shaken and messed up by the impact.

"So big!?"

Kai Uesugi quickly reached into the umbrella with his other hand, grabbed the switch, and pulled it down.

The pattering rain stopped instantly.

Under the cool sunset, there was a messy ground and the pitiful Silver Emperor and Silver Empress.

Kai Uesugi glanced at the gray-blue umbrella in his hand and tossed it aside.

He discovered that once the props were taken out, they couldn't be taken back.

I changed into casual clothes and went to Hanamaru's house next door.

The two white lilies by the door have withered, leaving only lonely green leaves.

A knock was heard, followed quickly by thumping footsteps.

"Kai-kun".

Hanabi Hanamaru held the door open with both hands, her expression as radiant as ever.

She changed back into that loose shark T-shirt, her fair and prominent collarbones quite eye-catching.

"Very white."

Hanabi Hanabi was stunned: "Kai-kun... what are you talking about?"

Kai Uesugi pointed to the white stockings that tightly covered her legs.

"Please...please come in..."

It's obvious that shy Hanabi isn't very good at handling this kind of talk.

The large living room was empty.

"Where is your aunt?" Uesugi Kai asked, sitting on the sofa.

"Mom went to buy groceries." Hanamaru Hanabi came over with flower tea. "Mom said Kai-kun is coming to visit, so she needs to prepare some good food."

"Went to buy groceries?"

"Hmm." The teacup was placed on the coffee table, making a crisp, soft sound.

Kai Uesugi always felt that Mrs. Hanamaru's arrival and departure were both timely.

There were only two people in the huge living room.

The flower tea steamed, and the rich fragrance of roses filled the air.

The television was on, and the comedians on the show were making their presence felt in a nonsensical way.

Hanabi Hanamaru holds a cup of flower tea in both hands, looking straight ahead. Her delicate and perfectly proportioned features are those of a naive fifteen-year-old girl.

Kai Uesugi moved closer to her and naturally reached out his right hand to gently embrace her slender waist.

Through the thin T-shirt, I could feel the soft, fleshy texture between my fingers and palm.

"Kai-kun..."

Hanabi Hanamaru blushed, twisted her waist awkwardly, and put down her teacup.

"itch......"

Uesugi Kai didn't mean anything by it, he just wanted to hug her, but now his heart was inexplicably restless.

He moved even closer, and the gap between them completely disappeared.

Hanabi Hanamaru's face, flushed red, was buried deep in her hands, her gaze becoming evasive, unable to look at the face approaching her.

The youthful energy emanating from the girl was truly delightful.

"Hanabi."

"It itches... Kai-kun..."

Does it itch?

"Um......"

Gently supporting the girl's back, Uesugi Kai laid her horizontally on the brown sofa.

Her slender legs, tightly wrapped in white silk stockings, revealed a faint hint of flesh, and her delicate ankles were as exquisite as jade.

He gently stroked her delicate waistline, brought his face close to her closed eyes, and softly said, "Hanabi, you seem to really like wearing this color of socks lately."

Hanabi Hanamaru grew increasingly shy under his ticklish caresses, her hot breaths becoming heavy.

Her weak voice seemed to be scorched, becoming dull, and she answered irrelevantly: "Kai-kun...no...you can't touch fireworks..."

"Want a hug?"

"Can I...hug you...?"

###Chapter 105 Archery Club - Trial Training###

If there's one thing that Uesugi hates most, it's probably having his nap interrupted.

Facing the scorching May sun that was approaching summer, and trying to stay in the shade of the trees planted on her right, Uesugi Kai walked listlessly along the path beside the wide playground, her left hand holding a kimono.

The metallic clang of the baseball hitting the metal continued unabated. It was pleasant to hear, but each time it was accompanied by a sweaty roar, which inevitably made it somewhat monotonous.

Why do I always see them training?

Kai Uesugi's excellent eyesight allowed him to see many girls chatting and laughing in the baseball stadium's rest area.

They cheered on the baseball team members from time to time, and they seemed very enthusiastic.

In Japan, high school baseball is number one and soccer is number two. Their popularity is undeniable, and perhaps this is the kind of treatment only popular sports receive.

Walking to a quiet corner of the campus and stepping into the archery club, the scent of green grass, carried by the gentle breeze, wafts towards me.

Kai Uesugi's drowsiness from being interrupted from sleep vanished instantly.

Aoyuu Masaya and Sugita Sohei walked over from the other side of the lawn, each carrying an arrow.

It is clear that a round of firing has been completed.

Upon seeing Uesugi Kairai carrying a kimono at the entrance, Aoyuya also took off his shoes and stepped onto the wheat-yellow wooden planks.

"Is Uesugi-kun preparing to participate in the district competition?"

"I guess so," Uesugi Kai said. "After all, we have a goal now."

"Five million yen?" Qing Youya smiled as well.

"Isn't it clear?" Uesugi Kai glanced at Hirata Masanobu, who was walking out of the fitting room, and then turned slightly to the two people in front of him.

"Does getting five million yen mean you're aiming for first place?"

Uesugi Kai put down his bow case and casually said, "Although I don't even know the rules of the competition, I still have this much confidence."

From an outsider's perspective, he must have sounded very arrogant when he said that.

However, Sugita Sohei agreed with his words, his expression serious: "Although our archery club doesn't have many members, we are still quite strong, and we have achieved good results in team competitions in previous years."

"Haha~" Hirata Masanobu, who had just walked over, scratched his head rather awkwardly when he heard the word "results". "Apart from Sugita-senpai, the rest of us in the boys' group are actually not very good."

If Sugita Sohei were to compete in an individual tournament, he would most likely be ranked number one.

However, he seems to have other plans; he only intends to participate in the five-person team competition at this district tournament.

“No need to be modest, our archery club is quite strong.” Sugita Sohei glanced at Uesugi Kai.

"So, what did you call me here for at noon today?" Uesugi Kai asked, having already taken the bamboo bow out of his bow case.

The archery club now consists of only four people.

"train."

In short, it's shocking.

Kai Uesugi was not surprised.

Qing Youya also rested her right hand on her chin: "Well, it's not really training, because there's not enough time at noon. It's more like getting a feel for the rules of the team competition."

"Are there preliminary rounds for the district tournament? Or are the matchups determined by a draw?" Uesugi Kai asked, genuinely knowing nothing about it.

“Yes,” Masanobu Hirata said with a smile, “about 60 schools in the entire Shinjuku Ward are participating, and there may be more this year. The selection method is five people competing against each other in two rounds, and the top 20 with the most correct answers will be selected in the end.”

Five people shooting four arrows means the whole team must shoot 40 arrows.

These forty arrows do not need to hit the bullseye; any arrow that hits the bullseye is sufficient.

Even so, it is still extremely difficult.

In the entire Shinjuku Ward, with nearly 60 schools, only half of the 40 arrows need to hit the target to be considered passing.

Archery may seem like a simple thing, but once you actually try it, you'll realize that aiming the bow at a target more than 20 meters away is quite a hassle.

The process of raising the bow requires not only arm strength but also even force from the back.

Countless beginners have suffered multiple strains because they only use their arm strength to pull the bow.

After nocking the arrow and raising the bow to stabilize the hand position, the "big three" technique is used—pushing the bow and drawing the string simultaneously to achieve a stable effect of pulling the bow evenly to both sides.

However, for most beginners, it's already quite impressive if they can draw their bow and shoot an absurd arrow, let alone pay attention to various details and make various corrections to their movements.

Only by truly experiencing archery will you understand that learning it also requires a great deal of patience.

One thing that Masanobu Hirata had always been curious about was: "Why have you improved so quickly, Uesugi? You don't seem like a novice at all."

Several other beginners from his cohort have yet to hit the target with their arrows.