Tokyo's most affectionate

When dealing with girls, being too serious is not a good idea.

Both men and women like interesting people. People who are too honest are boring.

"By the way, what were you whispering to the teacher just now?"

Continuing to help tie the belt, Shifengyuan Mirai was a little curious.

"He said that competitions are more interesting if there are stakes."

"Bet? What is the teacher's request?"

"If he wins, I will stay away from you in the future and you are never allowed to set foot in this dojo. He said that a nobody like me is not worthy of you." Kurosawa Mitsuru thought about it and said the original words.

"Ah...you're using too much force, be gentler."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurosawa Mitsuru suddenly felt a tightness in his waist and hurriedly stopped him.

"I'll strangle you, you bastard!"

Shifengyuan Mirai was a little angry. He raised his head and glared at Kurosawa Hikaru fiercely with his ruby-like eyes.

He actually used her as a bet. What kind of thing was this?

Because she was very beautiful, her angry and puffy expression was not scary at all, but rather a little cute.

"Don't be so angry, I haven't finished what I said. I didn't agree to his request." However, Kurosawa Hikaru didn't have time to appreciate whether she was cute or not, so he quickly added.

"Not this bet?"

Hearing this, Shifengyuan Mirai immediately withdrew his strength.

"Of course not. How could I use you as a bet?"

"What's the stakes then?"

Realizing that he did not agree to her request to stay away from her, Shifengyuan Mirai felt a little relieved and asked again.

"If I lose, I will kowtow to him and admit my mistake, and I will not be allowed to set foot in this dojo from now on."

"That's okay."

Upon learning of this request, Sifengyuan Mirai thought about it and felt relieved.

"Is this okay?" Kurosawa Mitsuru was a little surprised. This condition was similar to the previous one.

"Anyway, you have offended the teacher by launching a challenge this time, and it will be impossible for you to enter the dojo again. Even if you kowtow and apologize, it is a bit embarrassing."

Shifengyuan Mirai nodded and explained.

"Hey, hey, hey, do you think I'm doomed?"

"Can't you still win?"

Shifengyuan Mirai raised her head and looked at him, her red eyes staring into his.

"What if I win?"

"No ifs."

"What if? If I win, is there any reward?"

"If you win, I can agree to one of your requests. Anything is fine." Shifengyuan Mirai hesitated for two seconds and said.

"Any request is fine?" Hearing this, Kurosawa Mitsuru's eyes suddenly became sharp.

In his previous life, he had seen the experience shared by a love master.

It is said that when a girl takes the initiative to agree to a boy's request, any request, it means that the girl is really eager for the boy to have something happen to her by asking for punishment.

"It's within my ability, but don't go too far."

Seeing that there was something wrong in his eyes, Shifengyuan Mirai suddenly felt guilty and added.

"Can you kiss me here then?"

Although he knew this joke, Kurosawa Hikaru thought about it and pointed to his cheek, very close to the corner of his mouth.

"You wish! Tie it up."

When Shifengyuan Mirai saw his actions, she thought he meant kissing, and she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed, but she finally succeeded.

The reason why it took so long was that she had never helped anyone tie a belt before. Her unfamiliarity was one thing, but the fundamental reason was that she had something to say.

Goal progress update: [Let her help you tie your hakama belt] has been achieved.

At the same time, a line of words appeared in front of Kurosawa Hikaru's eyes.

"Wait for my triumphant return."

After achieving this goal, Kurosawa Mitsuru felt much more relieved. He took a step forward and waved his hand, as if he was about to go to the battlefield.

Next, he only needs to perform well enough and shoot an arrow into Shifengyuan's heart in the future, making her look at him with new eyes. If he completes the task in the competition, he can upgrade his archery skills from the proficient level to the perfect level.

By that time, he would be confident that he could fight even if he was at the tenth dan, let alone the ninth dan.

"Wait, you're not wearing your tabi yet."

Watching him take big steps like a strong man advancing, Shifengyuan Mirai suddenly noticed that he was wearing a pair of black socks and hurriedly said.

"Oh yes."

After this reminder, Kurosawa Mitsuru had to stop his march and turn back.

Chapter 105: Bow in Hand

The two men didn't stay in the locker room for long before they walked out one after another.

Wearing a hakama, Kurosawa Mitsuru looks like a nobleman with extraordinary temperament because of his handsome appearance and tall stature.

"I'm ready to start."

Kurosawa Mitsuru returned to the dojo and looked at Sato Kyudan, who was wearing a kimono, with a very polite tone.

After all, he was brought here by someone, and the challenge just now was already very rude, and the relationship could not be allowed to deteriorate further.

There are many rules in the Kyudo field. For example, high-ranking Kyudo masters no longer wear hakama, but kimono to show their identity and status.

If you want to wear a kimono in the dojo, you can't just do it casually. It must be done during special periods or you must be at least 4th degree in Kyudo.

"He doesn't have a bow with him. Go ahead and take him to choose a bow."

Sato Kyudan didn't care about his attitude. He glanced at the two of them and saw that their clothes were neat and their faces were calm, and it didn't seem like anything had happened, so he said lightly.

In Neon Kyudo, the length of the bow is almost the same as that of the person, about 221cm. It can be said that the bow is taller than the person and is extremely conspicuous.

"How much bow power do you need?"

After hearing what the teacher said, Shifengyuan Mirai nodded and asked.

"About 25 kilograms."

Kurosawa Hikaru had experienced this before at the Tokyo University Kyudo Club, so he had some understanding of it.

The so-called bow strength refers to how heavy the bow can be pulled.

"So heavy?"

Sifengyuan Mirai was a little surprised.

Normally, a young boy's bow strength fluctuates around 15 kilograms... 25 kilograms is already far beyond the average.

"If it's too light, it won't be easy to use."

Kurosawa Hikaru nodded, very sure of this.

The skill rewarded by the system is archery proficiency, not Kyudo proficiency, so he doesn't understand many of the rules of Neon Kyudo.

However, his mastery-level archery allowed him to wield a bow with ease, and also gave him great arm strength.

"Is this really okay? 25 kilograms is very heavy."

Shifengyuan Mirai took a look at his figure and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

No matter how you look at it, Kurosawa Hikaru doesn't look like a strongman.

"Bring me my bow."

Sato Kyudan did not comment on his choice, but turned to look at a middle-aged man and gave instructions.

"Yes."

That was his apprentice. Hearing what he said, he became excited and ran to get the bow.

It is a very rare thing to be able to see the teacher practicing archery.

After a while, the apprentice came over with a bow and handed it to the teacher.

Sato Kyudan said nothing, but just stretched out his hand and grasped the bow.

The moment he grasped the bow, he, who was already intimidating without even showing any anger, became even more majestic, looking like a master of archery.

Just standing there gives people an extraordinary feeling.

"for you."

At the same time, Shifengyuan Mirai brought a bow and two arrows to Kurosawa Hikaru.

Beside her was Masaki Uesugi, who had just gone to help.

"Thank you."

Kurosawa Hikaru smiled slightly, reached out his hand and took the bow.

The moment he grasped the bow, he only felt a wave spreading from his palm and spreading throughout his body.

In an instant, he seemed to have entered another state. The two-meter-long bow seemed to have turned into his arm and became so familiar to him.

He had experienced this feeling before in the Tokyo University Archery Club.

Mastery-level archery is so terrifying that it was as if something inside his body had awakened.

It was a talent, a terrifying talent, as if he was born with the talent for archery.

"!"

At this moment, Shifengyuan Mirai, who was standing in front of him, was suddenly startled, her body trembled, and she took two steps back.

As the distance increased, she found that after Kurosawa Hikaru held the bow, the improper feeling completely disappeared, and was replaced by a suffocating and terrifying feeling of oppression.

Meeting his eyes was like peering into the eyes of a falcon, it felt extremely dangerous if you were spotted, he looked very fierce.

Sato Kyudan, who was standing next to him, could only see his back but not his front.

Although this was the case, he still keenly felt that after Kurosawa Mitsuru grasped the bow, he seemed like a different person.

That silhouette looked like a professional archer. He must be very good at bows and arrows.

"My name is Shinichi Sato, what is your name?"

Realizing that this young man was no ordinary person, Sato Kyudan put away his contemptuous thoughts and spoke.

Originally, he was too lazy to remember the young man's name, so he just took this opportunity to teach him a lesson and drive him away, but this gesture was worth remembering.

"Kurosawa Hikaru."

Kurosawa Hikaru turned around and looked him in the eye.

The distance between the two sides was about three meters.

But when their eyes met, their sharp gazes collided.

"Interesting. How are you going to compete?"

Seeing his sharp and stern eyes but calm face, Sato Shinichi asked.

"It's fine to do anything, but I want you to shoot the arrows first."

Kurosawa Hikaru didn't know much about Neon Kyudo, so he just said.

"Since your bow power is so strong, let's have a long-range competition. The range is 60 meters, the target is 79 centimeters, and one arrow hits the soul. Uesugi th dan will be the judge."

Shinichi Sato was not polite and set the rules after thinking about it.

"can."