The bamboo shadows are swaying, and under the unignorable sun, this rare tranquility is even more valuable.

For the time being, let go of all the mixed thoughts, Uesugi Ouchi rested peacefully.

——This situation is suitable for reading, but his book is still in the dormitory, so I can only take a nap now.

"It seems that the genius boy has something to do."

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Uesugi Seated.

"Master Ogasawara."

He kept respect for this old man who was over 70 years old.

"It's okay," Ogasawara Shikiki waved his hand to his politeness, leaned against another rattan chair, looking at the Japanese manor in the bamboo forest, "just like this old house that cannot be lost, someone will remember what happened in the past."

Silence for a moment.

"If you don't talk about these things, just talk about you."

"I heard Shuping say that you only took you a month to reach his level. I didn't believe it, but that's the case."

Ogasawara Shikiki suddenly smiled, "Sometimes reality is so rough. You have to accept the facts without any logic."

He withdrew his smile and leaned against the rattan chair and said slowly.

"Shoot an arrow, your life--I have been in contact with the bow since I was a child, and I have been stranded in Section 4 to Section 5 for twelve years. It is no better than the talented young man like you now. I have been confused for a long time in those days and think I am ashamed of Ogasawara's name."

"But the longer I settle down, the more I get. Twelve years have made me realize what steadily move forward - these things have laid my faith in the future of the bow."

Ogasawara Tokiki has a stern and serious face, but his tone is kind and close.

"From the way you ejaculated in the morning, you're a little impatient - it's a natural thing to do, but stepping over step by step isn't it really the basis for your solid experience accumulation?"

"Anyway, look at the present and don't be bothered by the past."

“…”

Hearing this, Uesugi Doo was sure that Funshi Ogasawara really understood what he was thinking.

"Why did the teacher understand what I think?"

Ogasawara Tokiki smiled, "You are now deeply impressed by the arrow."

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Bang...!

The sound of bamboo rustled, and the strings of flying arrows resounded throughout the temple.

Uesugi Sao put down his long bow and his calm breathing was as comfortable as the breeze.

Chitosei, who had just shot the first arrow in his life, looked at him curiously, "I feel that the senior is a little different again."

“What’s the difference?”

"Um..." Chitosei Zhen leaned on her chin, "I can't say it, and the hit rate is still as high as before."

Uesugi Do not take the conversation, "Ask you something."

"Senior, please tell me."

"Have you ever been hated?"

"How could senior ask this?" Chitosei Masahi tilted his head in confusion, "But it is certain to be hated. After all, everyone's preferences and personalities are different, and no one can do it to everyone."

Uesugi Takes an arrow from the quiver behind him, "What do you know what I think of you first?"

"Very pretty?" Chitose Maki smiled.

"It's very annoying, I ran over and met for no reason."

"Ah? Didn't the senior hit me first?"

"I mean after the apology."

"I just think the senior looks lonely and always walks alone, thinking 'He must have no friends'. As a member of the Gudao Department, I want to help him," said Chitose Masahi.

Uesugi Sadly heard this, looked back at the target in the distance, pulled the bow with his right hand and shot another arrow.

Bang...!

The loud string sounds dissipated with the sounds in it.

"Does the senior have any worries?"

"You can see it too?"

"Other?" Chitosei Masaki didn't understand who he had said so much to today, "I just think you look very similar to when you talked to me last time."

Uesugi Seok was silent for a moment before saying, "The fireworks are very popular, right?"

"right."

"But she wasn't like this before. She was never liked by others and couldn't even make friends when she was a child."

"How could it be? The Hanamichi man is so good and kind."

Chitose Maki asked Hanamara Hanabu during chatting about their childhood events, but she often remained silent about it.

“…”

"She is not very good at talking and crying. Her first impression of her is that she is not close to her."

Uesugi continued, "Over time, everyone thought she had something to do, and she was not even good at speaking. She was just a crying man, and she was all alienated and excluded."

"What impressed me the most was the way she was holding the ball and squatting alone in the corner."

"Senior...didn't you go to Bang Bang Huahuo?"

"What do you think?" Uesugi asked back, and then continued, "Later, someone threw her things from the handicraft class, almost hurting her eyes... She just wanted to make friends with everyone at first."

"His father knew about that, and came to the school to question the teacher... the final result was naturally - transferring schools."

"Didn't the senior go with you?" Chitose Masahi spoke a little lowered, "I've changed my school and changed my environment. If you don't know anyone, I'm afraid that Hanaishi will be more afraid..."

"Well, it turns out that her personality is not pleasing anywhere."

Speaking of this, Uesugi Ousugi did not continue talking, and glanced at the people who went to the other side to pick up bamboo arrows.

"How could the senior say these words to me?"

"I just want to sigh a few words when I hear your words," Uesuso said calmly, "If Hanawa had friends as enthusiastic as you and Ayaka Rie since childhood, they wouldn't be bullied."

"The gender is different. She will be ridiculed after being with me for a long time."

Qiansui Zhenyi wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she could say in her own identity.

"But just as Teacher Ogasawara said, the road you have to step by step will be thicker. After experiencing so much, Huahuo is now much stronger."

Uesugi turned around and went to get the bamboo arrow he had just brought.

"For me, it's about looking at the present and cherishing the present."

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At night, the moon emerged clearly, and ignition lights reflected in the rustling bamboo forest.

The members of the Gongdao Department who had been training for a day decided to come to the stream outside the manor to eat barbecue.

The cold stream water shines under the flames, and the splashing water sometimes wets the pebbles on both sides of the river.

In order to eat barbecue, several boys from the bow department specially moved a few small and smooth rocks to the vicinity of the stream, calling it the stone bench of nature.

But it is indeed much cooler than ordinary stools.
Chapter completed!