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In response to this question, Shinichi Sato did not doubt it and spoke frankly.

As an annual competition, perhaps it is a competition for the new generation and there are no professionals involved, but the value of winning the championship is still very high.

"Not enough, I want to reach the top in one battle and surpass everything."

Kurosawa Hikaru shook his head. According to the system's requirements, winning the championship alone was obviously not enough. He had to do better.

"If you want to reach the top in one battle... challenging the Sanjusangendo Ryu is a good idea."

Realizing that he was not satisfied with this, Sato Shinichi thought about it and said.

"Sanjusangendo shot?"

Hearing this, Kurosawa Mitsuru was a little curious.

"The Tendai sect temple in Kyoto is 120 meters long and is named after the 1001 Buddha statues enshrined in it, separated by 1 beams. Every January 15th, a long-range shooting festival is held, where arrows are shot from a distance of meters."

Shinichi Sato picked up a cup of tea, sipped it slowly, and spoke slowly.

"And Sanjusangendo Archery is to shoot from the north end to the south end of the target, with a range of 120 meters. If you can hit the bull's eye with 10 arrows in a row, you will become famous. If you can hit the bull's eye with 20 arrows in a row, you will be at the top of the current Kyudo world, and no one can shake your archery skills."

He was holding a cup of tea and got goose bumps all over his body after saying this.

If Brother Kurosawa really challenges the Sanjusangendo Ryu and reaches the top in one battle, it will definitely be a legend.

It is still possible in modern times to hit the target with 120 or 10 arrows in a row at a distance of 20 meters, but no one can hit the center of the bull's eye with all the arrows.

It is true that in today's popular archery, the focus is only on hitting the target, not the number of rings...but hitting the center of the bull's eye is the difference between high and low archery skills.

"If I want to become a legend in the Kyudo Tournament, what should I do?"

Kurosawa Hikaru originally thought it was some special shooting method, but he didn't expect it to be a scene-limited challenge. After thinking about it, he corrected the problem.

"Achieve a legend?"

Hearing this, Sato Shinichi was a little surprised. He sipped his tea while waiting for him to explain in detail.

"I want the world to hear my voice, my name, and my deeds."

Kurosawa Mitsuru nodded slightly and expressed his pursuit.

He has perfect archery skills, but he doesn't know the history and knowledge of Kyudo, as well as some records.

That's why he needs to ask Brother Shinichi for the method that can help him become a legend.

"Suck...ah, hot, hot."

After these words were spoken, Sato Shinichi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, but what entered his mouth was not cold air, but boiling hot tea.

"Do you really think so? Do you want to become famous and shock the world in the Kyudo Tournament?"

Although his tongue was burned, Shinichi Sato was not angry, but extremely excited.

These words were so cool that they ignited his passion.

Great dreams and beautiful ideals usually have the power of resonance and are extremely contagious, able to make people shed their blood and sacrifice their lives to follow and lend a helping hand.

This was the case with the great figures of the Warring States Period; their ideals, pursuits, and strength attracted countless people to follow them.

And now, Sato Shinichi is like this. These words directly ignited the blood in his old bones.

"Yes."

"In that case, let me think about it."

Appreciating his courage, Shinichi Sato did not rashly tell him the method, but planned to think it over carefully before speaking.

Becoming a legend is not that easy.

"Don't worry, there's still a lot of time before the game starts."

Seeing his expression become solemn, Kurosawa Mitsuru nodded slightly, feeling a little thirsty, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Cough cough cough."

Because he drank a lot at once and the tea was still very hot, he choked immediately.

……

At 9: in the evening, a luxury car stopped in front of the apartment.

"Mr. Kurosawa, please."

"Thank you, Shinichi-san."

The rear door was opened by the driver, and Kurosawa Mitsuru got out of the car and also thanked everyone inside.

This old man is so enthusiastic... Last time he took the tram home, he was discovered by him, and this time he insisted on asking the driver to take him back no matter what.

"Brother Kurosawa, you don't have a car yet. I have five cars sitting idle at home. Next time you come to the dojo, pick one and I'll assign you a driver."

Shinichi Sato moved his butt, looked closer at the apartment in front of him, and said.

Although the apartment was not very luxurious, it looked nice enough, so he made no comment.

But he felt it necessary to help with the travel matter.

"I'm a college student, why do I need a driver? I will buy a car later, so I won't bother you, brother."

Realizing that he still had to send him a car, Kurosawa Hikaru shook his head.

It is not a good thing to receive too many gifts, as it is difficult to repay favors.

"Those cars were all given to me by my students on my birthday. They've all been sitting in the garage and rarely used. You're about to buy a car, so why not let your brother give you one?"

Seeing that he didn't want it, Sato Shinichi also explained.

He really had no use for those cars. After all, he alone could not use so many cars. At most, he would use them sometimes when he needed a fleet and a grand ceremony.

"You also said that it was a gift from your students, so I can't accept it."

“Those cars are very cheap.”

"No matter how cheap it is, it's still a birthday present given to you by someone else."

This guy's net worth is at least 10 billion yen. Kurosawa Mitsuru didn't believe what he said about it being a bargain and shook his head.

"I……"

When he found out that he was determined not to accept the gift, Sato Shinichi suddenly felt a little regretful and didn't know how to persuade him.

"Brother, just give up on this idea. It's so late now. I won't invite you to sit up this time. I'll invite you next time when we move to a new house."

Seeing that he was choking on words, Kurosawa Mitsuru smiled and spoke.

"You won't have to wait until you move into your new home. Next time, if you come earlier, you have to invite me up for tea."

Hearing this, Sato Shin nodded.

He could see that Brother Kurosawa was embarrassed to invite him to sit up.

"Is barley tea considered tea?" Kurosawa Mitsuru asked after thinking for a moment.

Although he didn't know what kind of tea Brother Sato drank, he could feel that the tea he drank was not cheap.

The most important thing is that I don’t have the habit of drinking tea and there is no tea at home.

"I'll drink if you treat me."

Sato Shinichi didn't care when he found out that he dared to bring this up.

"Ha ha ha ha."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and then smiled at each other.

"Brother, go back and rest early. You are so old. Early to bed and early to rise are good for your health."

After laughing, Kurosawa Mitsuru felt that it was not a good idea to keep chatting at the door, so he said.

"I'm still strong." Shinichi Sato put one hand on his shoulder to show his strength.

"That would be the best, bye."

Kurosawa Hikaru smiled, held the car door, and waved goodbye to him.

"Bye-Bye."

Seeing him waving goodbye, Sato Shinichi was tactful and responded.

"Boom!"

After saying that, Kurosawa Hikaru closed the car door.

"Be careful. If you damage my car, I'll let you drive it."

The next moment, the car window was rolled down and Sato Shinichi glared at him in a threatening manner.

"It's not that easy to break down. Driver, please drive Brother Shinichi home to sleep."

Kurosawa Mitsuru was a little speechless, so he simply gave instructions to the driver next to him.

"Yes, Mr. Kurosawa."

The driver was very respectful when he heard his request.

Because the boss has told everyone that seeing Kurosawa Mitsuru is like seeing him in person.

Soon, the driver returned to the car and drove away.

"Although there is a big age gap, it's not bad to have such an older brother."

Standing at the door, Kurosawa Mitsuru watched the car go away, his smile still lingering as he muttered to himself with emotion. Then he turned around, carrying a shoulder bag and putting one hand in his pocket, and walked into the apartment.

Chapter 195 Full of Confidence

Kurosawa Hikaru took the elevator, returned home, and took out his cell phone.

In the group chat, Runa sent many messages.

A lot of this is about the effectiveness of propaganda, but there is one crucial piece of information.

Runa: "Zero time, don't forget the piano performance tomorrow night. Send me a message when you see it."

"I haven't forgotten." After seeing this message, Kurosawa Mitsuru responded.

Unlike one-on-one chats, there was no instant reply. During this time, Kurosawa Hikaru put down the shoulder bag containing the finger guard and hakama and walked into the bedroom.

"You are too busy. It's already 9 o'clock in the evening and you just replied to the message."

"Kyudo training, no other options."

Since the matter had already been discussed, Kurosawa Mitsuru naturally used this as an excuse.

After all, he did go for special training in Kyudo. After dinner tonight, brother Shinichi Sato started from scratch, demonstrating and explaining to him step by step every step of Kyudo etiquette.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow when you get out of school."

"OK."

After the meeting was arranged, Runa sent a long message: "Are you confident about the performance tomorrow night? We will be performing in a large concert hall tomorrow night, which can accommodate more than 2300 people. Because of the promotion in the past two days, judging from the response under the Twitter status, even if it is not full, there will be a lot of people, and there will be live broadcasts on TV and the Internet."

"Very confident... Don't worry, I'm not the type of person who is afraid of the stage. Can I play other piano pieces than this?"

"What do you want to play? Flight of the Bumblebee? It really works better in a live setting."

"No, it's other piano music."

Kurosawa Hikaru walked to the desk and looked at the dozen or so pieces of paper densely covered with notes.

This is the music score he wrote this morning when inspiration struck and he recalled the piano music of the Piano Prince.

But more than a dozen pages does not mean there are more than a dozen piano pieces, because he wrote them down on notebook paper, not special piano score paper.

Although it may not be a 100% replica, there are some notes and beats that he could not fully recall, but he filled them in with his music theory knowledge and experience as a master piano player, as well as his inspiration.

Piano music is not static, because a true pianist does not just rely on technique when playing, but is more concerned with devoting his whole body and soul to the performance of the piano music.

Only in this way can a piano piece not only sound nice, but also possess a variety of emotions.

"What piano music?"

"It's a secret, but the new track will definitely be better than Croatian Rhapsody."

Kurosawa Mitsuru placed his hands on a dozen pieces of music scores, spread them out like a fan, lightly touched the notes on the paper with his fingertips, and typed this sentence with one hand.