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

Click...!

The resounding twang of the bowstring once again resonated in the eardrums of everyone in the archery club, and the second arrow in his hand shot out.

boom.

The sound rang out again, and upon closer inspection from an outsider's perspective, it was a perfect bullseye, right next to the previous arrow.

Great!

Hideyoshi Sugai couldn't help but admire him, while at the same time, questions kept arising in his mind.

This... could be a beginner who has been studying for a month?

With a heart full of trepidation, he raised his bow and shot the second arrow.

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After the first round of shooting ended, everyone relaxed from their tense state.

“Ahem,” Sugita Sohei coughed twice to attract everyone’s attention, “Everyone shot four arrows just now, a total of twenty rounds, and thirteen arrows hit the target.”

"The first two arrows hit the target, the second one was a close call, the third one hit half the target, the third one hit the target half the target, and the third one hit the target in all positions."

"Regret" means - no hits at all.

"The last two arrows hit the target, the second arrow hit half the target, the third arrow hit half the target, the first arrow hit half the target, and the second arrow hit the target. The second arrow hit the target, and the third ... third arrow hit the target, and the second arrow hit the target."

Sugita Sohei looked around at the four people holding bows in front of him: "In other words, after this round, apart from me and Uesugi Zenjū, everyone else still needs to put in a little more effort."

"This result is enough to qualify for the preliminary rounds, but getting first place would be very difficult."

“Sigh,” Sugai Hideyoshi sighed, glancing at the bamboo bow in his hand, “My strength has declined drastically recently, and I haven’t touched a bow in too long.”

"I'm not as good as Uesugi-kun, who's only been in the club for a month. I'm ashamed to admit it." Aoyuya shook his head slightly. He only hit the target with two out of four arrows.

"Haha, I don't even know what to say anymore, um... good luck." Masanobu Hirata gave himself a cheerful encouragement.

Sugita Sohei didn't mean to blame anyone: "You should definitely cheer yourselves on, but you should also be careful not to be too influenced by the people around you."

The art of archery is sometimes very subtle. Even a slight influence from others can cause the accuracy of the arrow to deviate, resulting in a miss.

“There have been records in previous competitions where a college team had a perfect first round of shooting in the finals, with all members hitting the target. However, starting from the second round, their foreground position deviated, and they missed one arrow. The problem with the foreground position affected their second, middle, and final shots, resulting in varying degrees of mishitting and missing the target.”

"For his second shot, the power forward shouldn't have made another mistake, but his teammates' repeated failures made his competitive spirit even more agitated, so his second shot also missed the target."

"The forward missed the target twice in a row, which made his teammates increasingly panicked, and the next arrows they shot all missed."

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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 107 Fireworks, I don't want to talk.

In the afternoon, in the art studio.

A 30-year-old middle-aged teacher asked them to use watercolors to copy Monet's "Impression, Sunrise".

Why learn watercolor?

Some people have asked this highly capable teacher about this issue, and the answer is to understand and comprehend the rendering and transition between colors.

Kai Uesugi's drawing skills, which are not much better than his cooking skills, are on full display at this moment.

After brushing a thin layer of water onto the wood pulp paper in front of him, he was completely at a loss as to where to begin writing.

All we can do is wait.

"Aren't you going to draw, Kai-kun?" Hanabi asked, leaning closer to him as she noticed his hesitation, her delicate face flushed slightly.

"I can't paint with watercolors, but I'm alright at sketching."

Speaking of sketching, Uesugi Kai glanced at Kawase Nana, nicknamed "Loli" in the class, who was the model for the last portrait drawing.

Turning to face Hanabi's adorable little face, he gave a strange smile: "Hanabi, do you remember what Kawase-kun did last time?"

"action?"

Hanabi Hanamaru blinked her bright, violet eyes and whispered, "On the chair... sit with your legs wrapped around your waist?"

She still remembers the fierce look Kawase Nana gave the boy back then.

Although it will only elicit more chuckles.

“Yes,” Uesugi Kai said.

"Kai-kun...why are you asking that?"

With a smile, Uesugi Kai moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "I just think Hanabi would look really cute curled up, hugging her legs and tilting her head while sitting on the stool. Can you sit there for me when we get home?"

Her soft words carried a warm glow, and her flushed ears felt ticklish and sweet.

Hanabi Hanabi blushed and shrank back.

She noticed that he had recently taken to saying things like "cute," "I like," and "pretty."

Every time he finished speaking, it took me a while to calm my racing heart.

Sitting next to her, Rie Ayaka couldn't help but sigh. Now she could see the little things between the two of them every day.

Being around them, all you could smell was the stench of romance.

Forget it, I'll just keep drawing my own pictures.

Rie Ayaka gave up thinking and ignored the two's actions.

The watermark on the wood pulp paper had faded, and Uesugi Kai interrupted Hanabi Hanamaru, who was trying to regain her composure and prepare to paint.

"Hanabi."

Hanabi Hanabi paused in mid-air with her paintbrush, which had just mixed the colors, and turned to look at him.

"Didn't you say you'd never seen me shoot an arrow? Do you want to come and watch this afternoon?"

"May I?"

"If you have time, you can definitely do it."

"But, won't this disturb Kai-kun's training?" Hanabi Hanamaru asked with some concern.

Kai Uesugi gave her a smile that was reserved only for her: "I actually hope Hanabi comes to disturb my training."

Hanabi Hanamaru lowered her head slightly, carefully brushing her paintbrush aside as she gently touched her hair. Her pale pink lips parted slightly: "As long as Kai-kun agrees, Hanabi will definitely go."

"So it's decided then?"

"Um......"

"Well."

Kai Uesugi turned around, brushed another layer of water onto the cotton paper in front of him, and then stared at it, his brows gradually furrowing.

"Hanabi."

Hanabi Hanamaru's drawing motions were interrupted again, but she wasn't angry. She asked in her usual weak voice, "Kai-kun?"

Kai Uesugi pointed to the painting in front of her and said, "Could you teach me how to paint with watercolors?"

"Okay," she readily agreed.

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What bird species is most abundant in Tokyo?

Based on what Sugi Kai had seen and heard since childhood, it was probably a crow.

Just after class ended in the afternoon, a large flock of crows flew from the direction of the teaching building and over the large playground of Shen Gao Middle School below.

The sky was not yet dark, and the sunlight spread across the azure sky was transparent, with the lush green leaves of the ancient banyan tree swaying the shadows below.

Uesugi Kai, holding his yuki, quietly felt the gentle breeze caressing his face under the shade of the trees.

His slightly tossed hair and handsome face attracted the attention of many high school girls passing by.

He's been walking around the playground a lot lately, so many girls have found out about him.

"Hey, look, look! It's Uesugi-senpai."

"Hey, don't pull my clothes."

"What's that senior doing there? Waiting for someone? No way! Is he waiting for his girlfriend?!"

"Don't worry, don't worry~ Didn't Mai-chan say that Uesugi-senpai has never had a girlfriend yet?"