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She seemed to have been pulling the bow and arrow for a while, pointing the arrow at the target range, and said calmly: "...For novices, it is better to focus on the action at the beginning. Don't worry about whether you can hit the target or not, wait until the time is right--"

As soon as she finished speaking, she released the bowstring, and the arrow flew away with a "swoosh". The bow naturally turned in her hand, and the dull sound of the arrow hitting the target was heard from a distance. After a few seconds of silence, the audience applauded together.

Especially Kallen and Erica, two members of Kaguya Shinomiya's Fan Club, were very excited, and Xing Yuanhui saw that their hands were red from clapping.

Shinomiya Kaguya turned around, and her dazzling red eyes like alexandrite swept across the entire audience, like the conductor of a symphony orchestra. Wherever she looked, the people stopped applauding involuntarily.

She paused only for a moment when she saw Fujiwara Chika. When only the faint echoes of breathing and heartbeats remained on the field, she continued what she had said before: "You will naturally be able to shoot a perfect arrow."

Shinomiya Kaguya turned to look at the members of the Archery Club. The respectful members immediately understood and stepped forward and said, "Okay, this is the end of Senior Shinomiya's explanation. If you want to experience the activities of the Archery Club, please come to the tea room and we will arrange activities."

The rest of the archery club members had been waiting there for a long time. The archery club members surrounding Fujiwara Chika and Hoshibuchi Teru also followed over, not knowing whether they were trying to avoid Shinomiya who was coming towards his friend.

"Fujiwara-san, what's the matter with you coming to the Archery Club?" Shinomiya looked a little puzzled. It seemed that this was the first time that Fujiwara Chika came to the Archery Club to find her.

"Nothing much, I just came to visit the archery club." Fujiwara Chika smiled like a puppy seeing its owner, and was very happy. "It's still a little late, but it's still a surprise to see Kaguya-san shooting arrows."

"These are just things that outsiders don't care about. If Fujiwara-san had been sitting in the room for a long time, he might have fallen asleep." Shinomiya turned to Xing Yuanhui who had been standing next to Fujiwara Chika and asked, "Excuse me, who is this?"

"Xing Yuanhui, a first-year student." Xing Yuanhui nodded as a greeting. His attitude towards Shinomiya Kaguya was indifferent and not as respectful as others.

"She's a friend I just met not long ago," Fujiwara Chika added.

She stretched out her hand and waved it vigorously at Shinomiya Kaguya to attract her attention, and then introduced her to Xingyuan Hui: "Shinomiya Kaguya, my good friend, you should be the best in the school in terms of archery, right?"

"First..." Shinomiya Kaguya smiled apologetically, very modestly, "I haven't participated in related competitions for a long time."

"It's okay. In my heart, you are number one." Seeing that her friend didn't want to talk about this topic, Fujiwara Chika hurriedly said, "We are here to participate in the Kyudo Club's activities today. Can you trouble Kaguya-san to guide us?"

"Activity experience?" Shinomiya Kaguya blinked, and gradually focused her attention on Xing Yuanhui.

Fujiwara-san has never been interested in archery before. Does this Xingyuan-san have any purpose?

New students visiting? Oh, how could the Shinomiya family, a long-established local boss under the shogunate flag of Japan, think so simply?

You know, although she and Fujiwara Chika were not friends since childhood, after spending a long time together, she thought she could still tell the details of Fujiwara's behavior patterns.

Fujiwara Chika has never taken the initiative to bring her friends to visit clubs other than the board game club, not even once. If he suddenly changed, then it is likely that this Xingyuan classmate has something special, right?

Shinomiya Kaguya narrowed her eyes and stared at Xingyuan Hui quietly, looking him up and down, thinking to herself: I'll ask Hayasaka to check it out later. After all, Fujiwara-san is my friend after all, and it is my duty to screen new friends for my friend.

Xing Yuanhui was a little scared by being stared at, and asked, "Uh, is there something on my face?"

"No, nothing." Shinomiya Kaguya's eyes curved, she covered her mouth and said, "I was just observing whether you are suitable for Kyudo."

"But why do I feel like you are looking at an animal?" Xing Yuanhui's sixth sense has always been very accurate.

The last time I saw such squinting eyes... was... it was Fujiwara Toyomi!

"It's an illusion. Okay, Fujiwara-san, stop looking at me pitifully. I promised to take you to experience club activities."

“Ah!” Fujiwara Chika rushed forward and hugged Shinomiya Kaguya’s hand, looking at Xingyuan Hui with a happy look of good sisters, “I’m right, Kaguya-san will agree.”

Shinomiya Kaguya was hugged by Fujiwara Chika, feeling happy and shy, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

She thought for a moment and said, "By the way, how about Fujiwara-san try it too?"

"Eh? Me?" Fujiwara Chika looked up at Shinomiya Kaguya blankly, pointing at herself, "So sudden?"

"Your arrival at the Kyudo Club was sudden, wasn't it? Just think of it as trying out the Kyudo uniforms. There just so happens to be a few that the club bought but no one is wearing."

After all, Kaguya is not a kind person. If she takes a boy with her when teaching Fujiwara Chika, then she will consider it.

Sometimes I think how great it would be if Fujiwara-san was also in the Kyudo Club~

"Let's give it a try." Xing Yuanhui thought of his experience in the Kendo Club and wanted to take revenge. He took a step back and stood guard in the corridor, saying, "Since we're here."

"Well... okay." Fujiwara Chika looked at Kaguya on the left, and Xingyuan Hui on the right. She didn't know whether it was because the former's kindness was hard to refuse or the latter had blocked her retreat, so she agreed reluctantly.

"You agreed so quickly? It turns out that you don't want to try it because the kendo club's protective gear stinks?!" Xing Yuanhui was not very satisfied and said indignantly.

"Oh, that's something only boys like. Kyudo is different. You don't have to do the Sujin a hundred times every day in the club room like the Kendo Club does."

"In terms of the degree of difficulty, if you are not really interested, the etiquette rules of the Kyudo Club may be more difficult than practicing Su Zhen a hundred times..."

Kaguya Shinomiya led Fujiwara Chika to the locker room, and before leaving, she randomly picked a lucky member and asked him to take Xingyuan Teru to the locker room to change into the kyudo uniform.

"Go change your clothes first, Fujiwara-san, let's go."

"Xingyuan classmate, see you later!"

"…Is it necessary to wave your hands so exaggeratedly? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Xing Yuanhui covered his face because of the unnecessary attention, and while the news department's eyes were still fixed on Shinomiya Kaguya, he quickly followed the archery club members into the locker room.

I originally thought that if I updated more, it would be available last week. But then I thought, this book is not doing well, and I don’t have the ability to update it frequently. I guess full attendance is the main force, so why don’t I update one more week of free chapters? It’s just a good opportunity to try to make up for the problem of being too self-satisfied in the early stage of original creation. Although I can guess that it’s useless, at least I feel more at ease.

This book took me a month to write. Although there is not much feedback from readers, I have read all of it.

As for the comments that the plot is too slow, well, I can only say that I usually watch this kind of thing, and at least the stories I write can be read by myself.

If you think about it carefully, everyone should be focusing on the content about Shuchiin, or the content about the protagonist intervening in the plot of the original manga, right?

Although the chapters before entering Shuchiin do serve as an introduction to the subsequent plots, such as laying the foundation for the gradually familiar relationship between Fujiwara Chika and Hoshibuchi Teru.

But the main reason is that I thought of it in the toilet or on the way home from get off work, so I wrote it. This is my first time writing a book, and I have never thought about what kind of rhythm is suitable. I am really sorry. Regarding the plot, I will make some minor changes to the original content, such as making the relationship between Ishigami and Iino appear earlier and more obvious, and making Ishigami's emotional changes from Koyasu Yan to Iino more normal.

For example, the Big Buddha plot was greatly changed or even deleted (whether it was changed or deleted, let my future self think about it. The problem with the Big Buddha is a bit serious. It's hard not to suspect that the Shi Yan CP has gone crazy and turned into Dian Lao), and the Chaebol chapter was changed to be more normal, at least it's watchable.

Regarding updates, because I have to go to work during the day, the updates are almost stuck at 4,000 per day. After the release, the burst of updates... Sorry, I can't do it. Everyone just have to make do with it. I can't update more. I can only hope that after entering the comic plot, I can refer to it and it will be faster.

Regarding the content of the comics, I will skip the boring ones, so the pace may become faster?

There is also the issue of the plot being smooth, which I am afraid cannot be changed. The protagonist has a system, and although this system seems unreliable, it is really useful if there is a cheat, but if the protagonist has a little bit of brains, he can't get any sense of urgency.

Similarly, there is a system and you don’t have to work hard to complete tasks to please it. Even if you don’t become the richest man in the world, it should be easy to achieve financial freedom, right?

So this is how the article ends. I don’t really want to add any twists and turns in the relationship, just some stomach medicine for misunderstandings or something, and the smooth feature is a foregone conclusion.

I can only say that if you can enjoy it, then read it. If you can’t, then just part ways. Anyway, the results of this book are just so-so. If you can get full attendance, you can get money for phone bills and monthly cards, which is not a loss! (Pumping fists to encourage)

Finally, there is the question of eunuchs. Well, it is impossible to build such a strong sense of trust in a short period of time, right? Especially in a pigeon nest.

I think everyone who postpones a novel should have a promise not to eunuch it, right? I feel like it doesn't matter whether I promise or not... Of course, I'll just follow the custom and make a promise - this is my first book, and it's the first time I've done something creative outside of work, so no matter what the result is, I will finish it.

This promise can only be proven by time, and we can only hope that friends who love books will at least have a collection.

Chapter 33: Crackling

"Oh~, isn't this great, elegant and handsome. But why does your expression look weird?"

Fujiwara Chika circled around Xing Yuanhui, who was also wearing a kyudo uniform, with admiration in her eyes.

A trace of sadness could be seen on the man's face, and it seemed that he was not very satisfied with his outfit.

At this time, Fujiwara Chika changed into a black and white archery uniform and tied her hair into a single ponytail. The curiosity and vitality in her eyes and the smile on her lips were no less than before she changed her clothes.

The quaint and indifferent costumes are organically integrated into this liveliness, as if cherry blossoms were dotted on a barren mountain and water, dispersing the solemnity that was first impressed.

Or in other words, Fujiwara Chika now has the feeling of a two-dimensional character wearing a kyudo uniform and filming a movie, and the head and clothes don't match very well.

"Because I feel it's so troublesome, like a Hawaiian grass skirt." Xing Yuanhui twisted his waist, and the hakama swayed with it, like seaweed swaying freely in the water.

"And why do I have to wear something that separates my toes? Are you afraid that I'll slip?" The boy flexed his toes and moved the tabi, feeling his big toe being forced to enjoy the single room treatment, while muttering, "And it's white."

"What's wrong with the white ones? Don't boys like white socks?" Fujiwara Chika smiled secretly but didn't pursue the issue further.

She clapped her hands to attract their attention and said, "And the Hawaiian grass skirt is so much more flowing. Look at me!"

Fujiwara Chika began to twist her waist, stand on tiptoe, wave her arms and sing and dance, like a lively elf playing in the cold mountains and rivers. As she spun and jumped, pink light flowed in the black and white flow.

"That's amazing! Although I have never been to Hawaii, I can tell at a glance that this is authentic hula dance!" The boy didn't care about the expression of "Xiang Ruyu" beside him and couldn't help but applaud and praise, giving it enough emotional value.

In the end, Fujiwara-senpai's hula dance was won over by Shinomiya Kaguya within five seconds due to its strong artistic appeal, meticulous performance techniques and rich exotic atmosphere.

"Hey! Don't do this in the Kyudo Club's dojo!"

Kaguya felt that she was the one dancing. Her face and ears turned red with shame. She didn't care about the eyes of others and pressed her friend against the wall and executed her on the spot.

At first glance, the scene looks like an innocent girl is pressing a girl who has not understood her feelings for a long time against the wall and forcing herself on her. It just so happens that both of them are beautiful high school JKs, and the scene can be modified and sold.

Look, the two people from the news department could no longer stop their nosebleeds and could not wait to pick up their mobile phones or cameras to record this beautiful moment. They had collapsed on the tatami in the tea room, unable to extricate themselves.

"Hey, sorry... Xingyuan, do you want to try it?"

Even though the controlled Fujiwara Chika could only use one hand, she still did not give up and continued waving her slender arms, turning the hula dance into a one-handed sign language demonstration.

You can definitely do it, you can join the board game club! The senior sister's big eyes flickered, and she looked at Xing Yuanhui expectantly, hoping that he could take over her "last wish".

Unfortunately, Xing Yuanhui didn't want to sell his soul and lose face on the first day of school, so he read Fujiwara Chika's message and replied randomly.

"…Isn't that a special model for girls?" the boy said hesitantly, pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth.

"How is that possible? You can probably guess it from looking at this posture, right? How can a ceremony to offer gifts to the gods only have female versions?"

Fujiwara Chika saw that he was retreating, and said in a loud voice: "Come on! Do what I say! Pay attention to the expressiveness of your hands and feet. Your upper limbs must be flexible, flexible and delicate, and your lower limbs must have a sense of rhythm, as sincere as I was just now! Step, stomp, kick, push, jump..."

Now, even Senior Sister Butterfly Knot’s mouth has been blocked by Kaguya Shinomiya.

The noise they made was so loud that even though the woman named Shinomiya was right there, the other people on the shooting range still looked over curiously, but were immediately scared away by the look of the uncrowned king of the Kyudo Club.

Xing Yuanhui admired the deep love between the sisters until she saw that Fujiwara Chika, who was forced to cover her mouth and nose, also began to blush and warned Shinomiya Kaguya: "Um, Fujiwara-senpai seems to have something to say."

"Huh? Ah! Sorry!" Shinomiya Kaguya quickly let go of her hand, and Fujiwara Chika lay in her arms with her palms placed on her abdomen. Her face was pale and calm, like another masterpiece of the undertaker.

“If possible…” the dying pink-haired girl whispered in Kaguya Shinomiya’s ear with her dying breath, “I want to see Kaguya-san’s hula dance for the last time.”

Shinomiya Kaguya listened helplessly, then said angrily and amusedly: "Fujiwara-san... Really, if you keep doing this, I will be angry!"

So Fujiwara Chika resurrected on the spot, scratched her head and said with a chuckle: "Sorry, I won't do it next time."

Her long-time friend sighed, because Fujiwara Chika's "not next time" only applied to hula dancing and did not apply to the restrictions on new ideas.

Now she could only cheer herself up and force herself to start the Kyudo Club's activities, fearing that Fujiwara would cause trouble again.

Why is Fujiwara-san more noisy today than usual? Shinomiya Kaguya was puzzled, but soon she understood why.

Kaguya coughed lightly and asked seriously: "Are you interested in Kyudo?"

"Report! No!" Fujiwara Chika, who was kneeling on the floor, raised her hand high and answered like a naughty boy. Her end result was the same as that of a naughty boy, with the teacher tapping her head lightly.

Fujiwara Chika was not convinced and quickly changed her words: "Report! Yes!"

As a result, she was hit again. Helplessly, Senior Sister with Butterfly Knot could only cover her head, pout her lips and stare at Kaguya, expressing her protest with her eyes.

"...I'm very interested in how to make a bow. Teacher, do you think this can be considered the standard answer?" After witnessing the pink-haired senior being punished for making a joke, Xing Yuanhui swallowed his saliva and said seriously.

The teacher thought to himself: Why are you so respectful? You are not Fujiwara, why should I hit you?

Seeing that Xing Yuanhui's answer was not knocked, the brave man who never gives up raised his hand and replied: "Report! I am from the board game department, and I am also very interested in how He Gong is made!"

Xing Yuanhui silently raised a thumbs up to the indomitable hero behind him. Fujiwara Chika could easily see it from her position on the ground and responded to him with a smile.

Seeing their little movements, as expected, Fujiwara Chika was hit again. Shinomiya Kaguya pressed her temple and said helplessly:

"...Then you've come to the wrong place. Go straight out of the Handicraft Department, go up to the second floor of the first building and turn right. Those classrooms are all theirs. The Handicraft Department has a long history, and those classrooms are used by them to store exhibits from previous years. Go to whichever one has people in it."

Kaguya looked at the bows hanging on the wall and continued, "Although the quality of the handicraft department is not good enough to convince the teacher to place an order with them, don't people in the handicraft department like to make some weird things for fun? Old things like bows are probably made by predecessors who don't know how long ago, or they are weird Promax deluxe upgraded versions."

She thought of the red weapon on display in the handicraft department last year. The man wielding it was wearing armor of the same color and was shouting something like "dissolve in flames, disappear in the morning light."

At that time, seeing that the bow had blades and string grooves on both sides, I guess it was intended to be used for both chopping people and as a bow arm? Now the creator of that bow has not graduated yet, and Shinomiya Kaguya thinks that these two guys will definitely be able to get along with him, and if they innovate a little more, they can go to work in a toy factory.

Fujiwara Chika tried to smooth things over, "Haha, don't be like that, Kaguya-san. Look, this can be considered as an interest in Kyudo, right?"

Feeling unloved, Kaguya sighed again, not wanting to argue with them any more. She took out a rubber bow from behind her and handed it to Xing Yuanhui, saying:

"I'm not angry. I'm just introducing him to a place where he can actually make a bow and arrow. Come on, try this. Do the movements as I tell you. Don't move around. It hurts if the bowstring hits you."

Xing Yuanhui took the wonderful little tool given by Senior Sister Sigong. It was a rubber firmly stuck on a piece of plastic. At first glance, it looked a bit like a slingshot without a frame.

He looked at the rubber that stretched more than ten centimeters naturally. Before he could imagine whether it could hit a stone here and fly it to the clock tower of Shuchiin, Kaguya explained:

"Is this a tool for testing strength and simulating bow drawing? It looks simple, but it requires a lot of strength. Just hold the handle with one hand and pull the rubber with the other hand. Be careful not to move the hand holding the handle."

At the same time, she was making gestures with her hands, fearing that Xing Yuanhui might not understand.

"...Senior, are you looking down on me?" The boy's face was filled with a disdainful smile like Tom's finger firecrackers, "This can be easily opened."

"Words are not enough. You'll know if you try." Kaguya was unmoved. She tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, letting him do it.