There are bus stops near major schools in Tokyo to make it easier for students to reach the school.

A bus stopped at a platform next to a cherry tree, and didn't grind the petals until all the people who wanted to get off the bus got off the station, and then left in a hurry.

"This is Tongxian." Muran looked at this strange school curiously.

It can be said that Tongxian, an old school who occupies a certain position in the academic world in Tokyo, has a completely different style from the newly emerging Hyodi in recent years.

Just take the school gate as an example, Bingdi’s school gate is western-style, with beautiful and delicate patterns carved on the poles, and roses are planted all around. When the flower season comes, it will be fragrant, even for those students who suffer from pollen allergies.

The gate of Tongxian School looks simple and elegant, symbolizing solemnity and tradition. Cherry blossoms are planted beside the gate of the academy and inside the school. In March, it is a breeze.

Perhaps it was because school was just over, most of the students were busy with the department, but there were very few people at the school gate.The campus seemed deep and quiet.

Putting her left hand in the pocket of her school trousers, Mu Ran looked up at the school map posted on the bulletin board—it should be to make it easier for students from other schools to visit and find the right way.

"Hmm~ let me see, the gymnasium—the Kendo club...ah! I found it! The bow dojo..."

Muran smiled confidently, straightened the bow and arrow behind his back, and walked according to the map.



The Kyudo Department of Tongxian High School was provoked today!

A weak-looking student from the elementary school of Ice Emperor picked half of the main candidates by himself, and compared the number of rings hit by the bow and arrow, but he didn't want to be a student from another school to win!

However, the trump card of Tong Xian's Kyudo Department missed this obvious provocation because of an important meeting of student council officers.

What a shame!

"Well, what does that person look like?" the legendary ace asked calmly.

A certain member scratched his head and hesitated to explain in detail: "The hair color is a bit special...the eyes are very beautiful blue, and they look...super cute."

'Snapped! ——'

At this time, the always precise cutting head sank deep into the wall next to the archery target. When I looked carefully, I saw that the arrow shooter's hand was shaking there.

"Ah, that's it." Shuu's expression hidden under her brown hair was vague and complicated.



At night, the morning stars are sparse, and the moon is hidden behind layers of clouds, and the light is too weak to be seen clearly.

With a bow and arrow on his back, Chou once again came to the forest hut back then.

Grandma Fujiwara is very old, although she is not very old, but the Fujiwara couple would never let an old man live alone in the mountain hut, lest something might go wrong.

The backyard close to the trail is a bow dojo, and it is also the place where he trained and encouraged each other with two other friends when he was a child.

Usually no one is in the hut, only during the daytime on weekends, there will be domestic servants to clean it.

However, when Shuu approached the outer circle of the hut, he heard the sound of arrows being fired inside.

Is it—

Zou quickly unlocked the door with the key, and it only took a few seconds to run from the front yard to the back yard.

You must know that the first time I saw that person, he also climbed in from the low wall in the backyard.

The moon appeared at some point, and the silvery moonlight slanted from the sky, covering everything around with a layer of tulle.

Looking at the person holding the bow in the dojo, a sense of familiarity arises spontaneously, Zhou opened his mouth, without thinking much, blurted out the familiar name: "Xiaoran..."

The ashram was cleaned very clean the day before yesterday, and the two sat on the floor, worrying about taking out mineral water from the bag and handing it to Muran: "When did you come back?"

Muran took the water, opened the bottle cap, and poured half of the water down: "I just came back a few days ago. Xiaochou didn't leave me any contact information before. If it wasn't because Xiaochou is more famous now, I would Can not find you."

The words with a little bit of complaint come from Muran's mouth but they are not annoying. Maybe this is Muran's unique charm?

"I didn't expect you to suddenly leave without saying goodbye."

"I don't want to!"

Mu Ran rubbed the corner of the bow in his hand, and asked again: "Xiaochou, do you know where Xiao Min is? I went to Tongxian in the afternoon, but I didn't find any of you."

Sure enough, it was him.You actually wanted to laugh in your heart: "I heard from my senior that someone came to challenge Tongxian's title of being the strongest. At that time, the first thing I thought of was you... I used to think that you will be more mature now than when you were young... At least you won't be looking for trouble?"

Muran was upset again, and immediately ignored Chou and didn't answer his second question, but stood up and defended himself: "I don't have one! It's obvious that your members are not qualified! It's better than a hit!" The ring number is actually not as good as mine, and I don't know that the level of college students is so low now..."

The last words sounded more like muttering than yelling.

Mu Ran has never participated in an official Japanese Kyudo student competition, so of course he doesn't know that Japanese Kyudo high school students compare the number of hits rather than the number of rings.And under the guidance of his American archery teacher, he is always training rings.

"Ten years later, Xiaoran will still be the same..." But ten years later, he has changed, and has become obsessed with victory.

"Xiaochou, where's Xiao Cou?" Under the silence, Muran thought of Cou again.

"That guy is not in Tongxian now... I don't know where he goes to high school. If he knows you're back, he should be very happy, right?"

From the past, the relationship between Cou and Muran is also a teacher and friend, mutual progress and encouragement, Mu Ran left ten years ago, the saddest of the two is also Cou.

It took a long time to recover before returning to the state before Muran left.

"I thought Xiao Min would go to the same school as Xiao Chou."

"By the way, which school are you going to now? I'm looking forward to seeing you in the national competition. Or Xiaoran, are you going to participate in the individual competition? "

"I'm in the Ice Empress Elementary Department..."

"I actually forgot that Xiaoran and I have different years."

"I will not participate in bowdo competitions, whether it is a team competition or an individual competition."

Looking at Muran, you can clearly see the firmness in the other's eyes, that kind of firmness in the future.

He heard him say: "I have only one idea since I participated in bowdo, which is to play what I think is the most beautiful string. I like to win, so I can't guarantee whether I can stick to my original goal in the pursuit of victory." road, so, I decided to give up victory."

"Go after, the champion in my heart."

Such a determined person is more dazzling than he was when he was a child.

In fact, compared with before, Xiaoran hasn't changed anything.

"Xiaoran, then, come on."

Stick to your ideals and take my blessings with you.

The author has something to say:

With Zheng Jiang and Xiao Huang still missing, Xiao Ran's #九年级朋友# all came out.

Then it's time to go on dates!

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