Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

He stood in the shrine somewhat bewildered.

Fujiwara Cho didn't know what was wrong with him. He actually did this. His body acted before his brain did.

He still couldn't let go of Yin Li.

"Oh, the time for visiting the shrine has passed."

The sudden sound woke Fujiwara Sou.

"But it doesn't matter. Come in. The gods will guide the lost children."

An old woman in a shrine maiden's costume stood at the steps and looked at him with a smile.

Fujiwara no Sou did not come here to pay homage.

But he still agreed to it.

"Excuse me, but what deity is enshrined here?"

"It's Takemikazuchi. The god of thunder, the god of swords, the god of archery, the god of war, and the god of war."

"The God of Archery?"

Fujiwara Chou was stunned. Confused, he followed Yin Li's footsteps and actually walked into the shrine of the god of archery.

He calmed down and completed a series of worship movements under the guidance of Grandma Kashima.

He reached out and rang the bell in front of him.

The ringing echoed for a long time in the silent night.

After Fujiwara no Sou finished his worship, Grandma Kashima asked him to draw a lot.

"It's so quiet tonight, the gods must have heard your wish."

Fujiwara Sou never placed his hopes on gods, and he did not take Grandma Kashima's words seriously.

He opened the fortune slip - good luck.

Hoping for wealth and prosperity, one should look forward to a happy face with blooming flowers.

Looking up, I see the bright moon gradually emerging from the dark clouds.

"If you can see the moon, the clouds will also dissipate. It's a good sign," said Grandma Kashima with a smile.

Fujiwara no Chou was confused at this moment, there was no such thing as a bright moon rising from the clouds.

Therefore, Fujiwara no Sou did not take this remark to heart.

He opened his mouth and told the truth about how he came here, "Actually, I followed someone in."

"You are Yin Li's classmates. You are wearing the same school uniform. They are in the archery field at the back. You can go in."

Grandma Kashima showed him the way.

Kyudojo? This answer surprised Fujiwara no Sou.

He said, "Thank you."

Grandma Kashima remembered something and called out to him, "Wait."

"Here." She handed Fujiwara Cho an amulet, "Keep the fortune paper safe, too."

After saying that, she walked away slowly.

"Thanks you."

Although he felt that his confusion had not been relieved at this time, the Bow God did not favor him.

But he still kept the amulet and fortune slips safely.

Then he walked towards the archery field in the back.

Two people are drawing bows and shooting arrows.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is like silver.

The moonlight shines on the two of them, as if casting a soft filter on them.

Then he slowly drew the bow, steadily pulling the string with his right hand. After a brief pause, the two overlapping arrows were shot out.

what happened?

A white line extended from under the feet of the two people, and then merged.

Fujiwara Cho seemed to see them walking on the same 'road'.

Although the shooting shapes are so different and the string sounds are so different, they can still resonate in harmony.

"Impressive, right? I was stunned when I first saw it. According to Yin Li, he and Xiaoying entered the same 'flow'. You know what 'flow' means, right?"

"Of course I know." Fujiwara Chou glanced at the one who was speaking, Makoto Sugawa, and then turned his gaze back to the two of them.

zone, 'selfless state', are all the same. Flow refers to the state of concentration and selflessness that people show when doing certain things.

"Two people entering the same 'flow' state, what a tacit and wonderful state." Saikawa Makoto exclaimed.

"Actually, in the beginning, Sakura was that girl, Kashima Sakura. She was still confused about her own 'way'. After all, kyudo requires a calm mind, right? And she pursued perfect accuracy, just like a samurai on the battlefield. So when she was in the kyudo club, she was ridiculed for being too utilitarian and unworthy of handling a bow and arrow."

Seikawa Makoto sneered.

Fujiwara Sou frowned when he heard the last sentence.

"But Yin Li said, whether it's for victory or pure passion, only those who practice to perfection can be called the 'Tao'. So Xiaoying picked up the bow and arrow again."

After finishing the serious topic, Qichuan Cheng's tone became light-hearted again, "Of course, these are just what they said. I was not in Japan at the time."

No matter what idea one has, if one practices it to the extreme, will it be the "Tao"?

That girl's archery skills were extremely sharp, completely contrary to Yin Li's.

But now the two can stand side by side.

Even contradictory principles can produce such beautiful harmony.

Those who follow Yin Li will never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Kyudo’s only enemy is himself, and Yin Li had already given him the answer.

It's time for Fujiwara Sou to embark on his own path.

"What are you doing?" Sakura Kashima looked at the two people outside, talking about something furtively.

Yin Li also looked over, "Chou, why are you here?"

"I saw you on the road, so I followed you." Fujiwara Sou answered honestly.

Qichuan Cheng complained, "Followed him all the way? That's quite perverted."

Yin Li said, "Would you like to come in and practice? There should be a bow and arrow that fits your needs."

"That's great."

Yin Li took Fujiwara Chou to get the bow and arrow.

Kashima Sakura took the opportunity to gossip, "Who is that? Brother Yin Li is so enthusiastic about him and even invited him to shoot archery."

"I think it's a bow friend I met five years ago."

"Bow friends in Japan? I've never even seen one before?"

"It's been five years since we last met."

"Brother Yin Li, when he returned to Japan over the years, have you two never met?"

"Yeah, it's quite surprising. I thought that Fujiwara-kun didn't care about Yin Li, but I was shocked when I saw him."

"Ichiban's expression, mesmerized by Brother Yin Li's archery skills."

Yin Li also came back with Fujiwara Chou, "What are you two talking about?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Sakura Kashima smiled guiltily and waved her hand.

"Kashima-kun." Fujiwara Sou stood in front of Kashima Sakura seriously.

His serious attitude startled Kashima Sakura. What was he going to do? Was he going to say that he would leave Brother Yin Li to him?

Sakura Kashima swallowed and prepared herself mentally.

"Fujiwara-kun is older than me, so just call me Sakura like Brother Yin Li."

"So, Sakura, what were you thinking about when you were shooting arrows?"

"Huh?" This was an unexpected question for her. It turned out that this was what Fujiwara Sou wanted to ask.

"What were you thinking about?" Sakura recalled her thoughts while shooting arrows. "I don't think I was thinking about anything, right?"

Not thinking about anything.

This was also the answer given by Yin Li.

"But isn't your archery meant to hit the target every time?"

"It's to hit the target every time, but I really don't think about anything when I shoot the arrows. It's better to say that hitting the target every time is a result. I don't need to think about the target when I shoot the arrows. It's like there is a target in my mind, but no target in front of me." Xiaoying looked at Yin Li uncertainly, and Yin Li smiled at her.

Sakura continued, "These are just my feelings. I can't give you any profound advice. I hope it doesn't cause any trouble for your Kyudo."

Yin Li asked, "Do you know the 'Zanxin' in the way of the sword?"

Fujiwara Sou understood a little, "It refers to the remaining vigilance. After getting a copy, you must not be proud. You must quickly recover your posture and be wary of your opponent."

"Yes. In kendo, if you don't perform Zanshin well, even if you get a point, it will be disqualified by the referee."

"So strict." Sakura sighed.

"But I think that at any stage in kendo, you should reach this point, not feeling happy or discouraged by winning or losing. Isn't it the same principle whether it's kendo or kyudo?"

Don't be shaken by winning or losing, just shoot arrows, there is no winning or losing.

"Do you know about the duel on Yanliu Island?" Yin Li asked.

Fujiwara Sho nodded.

Sakura quickly answered, "I know, it's the duel between Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro.

At the time, Kojiro was at the height of his fame, known as undefeated, while Musashi was a relative unknown. The duel took place on Ganryu Island at noon. Scheduled for 8:00 AM, Kojiro arrived early out of respect for his opponent.

Musashi, however, was late. The rules stipulated that if the opponent didn't arrive by 10:00 AM, they would forfeit the match. Musashi still hadn't arrived by 9:00 AM, and Kojiro waited anxiously, feeling a sense of loss, convinced he'd won without even fighting. But then, at 9:30 AM, Musashi suddenly appeared.