Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

The archery club that Yuecheng Snow Rabbit is going to join is one of the more popular clubs in the academy, and there are quite a few new students who want to join every year.

In fact, other people still need to pass the assessment if they want to join the Kyudo club. Those like Xuetu who are favored by the instructor and strongly invited by the president are the minority.

"Good morning, Junior Yuecheng."

Minister Fujiwara Asuka, who was waiting at the entrance of the training ground in advance, greeted him first. His smile was kind and reserved, neither too enthusiastic nor difficult to approach.

"Morning senior."

Yukito, who usually moves with his friend Taoya, still looks a bit embarrassed. He holds the shoulder strap of his schoolbag on one side, and his tone is still cautious: "Has the others not arrived yet?"

"They won't be here today." Fujiwara Asuka wrote lightly, "Because the morning training was cancelled."

"Ah?" Snow Rabbit said with a little astonishment, "Could it be because of me..."

Isn't that a little unfair to other people?

President Fujiwara, who was walking in front of him, didn't feel that his actions were wrong.

"Maybe junior, you haven't been exposed to archery before, so you don't quite understand how we feel after seeing you."

"As long as a person wants to, they can run, swim, and learn everything they are interested in; but there are very few people who can stand on the field. Talent is the ticket, and the degree of hard training determines that they can walk. How far."

"It may be cruel to say this, but after some people choose to pick up the bow, they can only regard it as interest and adjustment at best."

"And you are different from them, you seem to be born for archery."

——You are destined to shine in this circle.

Fujiwara Asuka pushed open the door of the training ground. Standing on the clean and smooth wooden floor, he stretched out his hand to Snow Rabbit: "Welcome to the Kyudo Department of Ice Emperor Academy. I am the head, Fujiwara Asuka. Please give me your advice."

"..."

Snow Rabbit stood there for a while, then stepped forward to hold Fujiwara's hand.

"I'm Moon City Snow Rabbit, please give me your advice."

His voice is soft but has enough weight: "But I was not born for archery. If I really have to say it, I am standing here for my family."

"is it?"

Fujiwara Asuka was noncommittal: "It's a bit redundant to say this, but it is not a long-term thing to take others as your own beliefs. Only those who are based on themselves can go on unswervingly."

"Okay, let's start training directly."

Before Xuetu could react for a while, he was dragged to the locker room by Fujiwara Asuka, and changed into the training uniform prepared for him by the other party.

Xuetu, who only knew a little about kyudo, followed Fujiwara, imitating each other's movements, and the jerky stiffness in his movements was lingering.

But when he raises his bow and shoots his arrows, even the pickiest person can't say that he is clumsy.

The tail feathers of the arrow that was accurately embedded in the bull's-eye were still shaking slightly. Fujiwara Asuka looked at Snow Rabbit, feeling both excited and gratified, but also faintly disappointed.

In front of someone who truly possessed talent, his past pride was completely shattered with a "crash".

This is also a good thing.

Shaking his head, Fujiwara Asuka stood up and met Xuetu's questioning eyes.

"Very good." He didn't hold back his praise, and patted Snow Rabbit's shoulder, "I have such a performance as a beginner. It seems that the gold medal in this year's national competition will appear in our Ice Emperor."

Snow Rabbit smiled slightly.

At this time, no matter what I say, I feel that I am pretending, so I might as well carry everything with a smile.

"It's almost time."

Looking at the time, Fujiwara Asuka brought Xuetu something to wash and pointed to the location of the shower: "There is training the day after tomorrow, do you want to come?"

Snow Rabbit nodded: "Yes, I also want to meet other people in the club."

"By the way, don't forget your club application form."

Fujiwara Asuka looked at the well-behaved junior in front of him, and a slightly wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "We should also show those 'Heaven's Proud Ones', what is a mountain is higher than a mountain."

Snow Rabbit just pretended not to hear anything.

Panda's House, a dim sum shop that opened normally, ushered in the first employee in history other than Xueman.

"Mr. Yuecheng, is this okay?"

Putting on the same style and different color apron as Yukiman, Yaken Toshiro felt that he would not be able to walk soon.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows reflected his current appearance, his height was approaching the first stage, and he would be three centimeters taller, reaching 180; the simple white shirt, the sleeves on both sides were folded three times, showing a slightly pale appearance. forearm.

The facial features got rid of the delicacy of the dagger shape, and the contours of the face became more obvious.

The hairstyle didn't change much, but Yaken felt that the sideburns on both sides were a little in the way, so he just found a rubber band and tied a short haircut behind his head.

Although it doesn't look so mature, Yaoyan looks like an adult at this time, and it won't be an illegal child laborer if he appears in a snack shop.

"not bad."

After feeding the cat, Xueman walked in and found that Yaoyan had cleaned everything up.

He seems to be used to doing this, with a smooth and proficient look, he is faster than Xueman who has to do the same thing every day.

——Is this the speed of the dagger?

Yuecheng Xueman fell into deep thought, it was amazingly fast.

If you hire a few more short knives to deliver express food, it may not take long to become the number one in the industry.

"Woo~"

The big orange cat general opened the door with the top of his head, and walked towards Xueman bouncingly, the flesh on his body made waves.

The straw clipper, which was lying in the basket and licking its fur, stopped its cleaning work and remained motionless as a display, for fear that the big orange cat would jump up and lick him under its belly.

But today's general obviously didn't come here to incubate cubs.

The chubby orange cat walked to Xueman's side, opened its mouth and spat out an ordinary-looking gray mouse to Xueman.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The little mouse's legs were twitching, the cat's saliva was all over the body, and the hair was wet.

"Meow~" The general who uttered a normal cry nodded, touched Xueman's shoes with his front paws, then stepped on the catwalk and went to the back to enjoy the cat food.

"Do you want to kill him?"

Yao Yan pointed to the mouse on the ground and said something surprising: "I saw rat poison in the storage room, or do you think it would be better to just twist the neck?"

In the eyes of the dagger, rats and pests are objects that need to be eliminated.

"Kill him... let's just say goodbye."

With a helpless smile, Xueman took out a towel and wrapped the mouse inside: "If I'm not mistaken, this kid should be similar to Ah Jia."

Hearing his name, Kusama stuck his head out, and the cat face was shocked to find that the mouse squeaking in Yukiman's hand was not the same Yuki Soma who used to look at people with his chin in our family?

Holy crap, this is such a big joke, I could laugh about it all year.

With a gasp of "hehe", the grass clipper still didn't forget to stretch out its claws to hook the little mouse.

The only few visits to the main house have left bad memories for Cao Mojia. He who was possessed by a cat has always been the key object of rejection by everyone.

— as if I would like to be possessed by a cat.

It's rare to see other zodiac signs so weak and pitiful, Cao Mojia is ready to seize the opportunity to bully him back.

"No."

Xueman blocked Ah Jia's little paws: "I don't know where the general brought this child back. It looks like he was frightened."

Kusama Yuki, who was sucked all the way by the cat, could be said to have fainted and woke up and passed out again. When he was put down by the general and he was able to see a normal human being, the big tears could not be stopped at all, and he wrapped the towel around himself Wet a large piece.

Fear mixed with unspeakable grievances, Kusama Yuki shrank herself into a small ball, sobbing non-stop.

Cao Mo clip looked at it for a long time, silently put the little paw in place.

——Hey, this mouse looks really pitiful, so let's not bully him.

Xueman originally wanted to put the little mouse down, and then he could take Yaoyan to make bread.

Unexpectedly, just as Xueman put down the towel, the little mouse jumped out, followed his hand, stepped on his arm, ran all the way to his shoulder, and put his face against Xueman's neck before stopping.

No way, Xueman could only put the little mouse in his shirt pocket.

Through a thin layer of fabric, Kusama Yuki slowly let go of her panic, cried for a while and fell asleep.

Xueman also petted the little mouse from time to time, and he also considered whether to tear the bread into small pieces and put them in his pocket, otherwise what would happen if the little mouse was hungry.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw the straw massager sleeping on his back with a small pillow in his basket.

—Almost forgot that they were still human in essence.

Saying a word of apology silently, Xueman took out the fresh fruit that was delivered in the morning, cut it into small pieces that were convenient for little mice to eat, and stopped after cutting half of the plate.

He is cutting fruit here, and the medicine researcher next to him is studying how to use a modern stove, microwave oven.

Honmaru, who stayed before him, still cooks in the ancient way of lighting a fire. It's not that there are more convenient options, and he can even learn English and French.

It's just that their god judge felt that since they could burn firewood, there was no need to change it to a more convenient one.

Anyway, it wasn't him who lit the fire and cooked.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous." Xueman also persuaded Yaoyan, "Even if you don't know how to cook, I won't fire you casually."

Before Yaoyan came, Xueman also knew how to eat, takeaway is so convenient, why do you have to do it yourself?

Take out your mobile phone and make a call, wait for half an hour, and a little Zhengtai Chuangzhen will come to deliver the meal with a lunch box.

"What do you want to eat?"

I found a photo of the menu from the album, and Xueman told Yaoyan to choose a set meal he likes: "This restaurant is the most popular restaurant for civilians nearby. Of course, the price is only for the common people, and the taste is amazing. Approaching Michelin three stars."

"I... ok."

Feeling deeply that he was cheating on Yaoyan, he made up his mind for a long time, picked a cheap package, and returned the phone to Xueman.

The author has something to say: Fruits Basket was a healing show a long time ago. Speaking of which, I was always standing by Yuxi Xtou, and I never expected to overtake on the Ajia curve_(:зゝ∠)_

Oh, by the way, I would like to recommend a song to everyone, the theme song of the theatrical version of "Singing Birds Never Fly", "Moratriam", I've been looping it for two days, it's so good.