"Is the competition in Tokyo?"
"It's at the second shooting ground in Meiji Shrine."
Uesugi Sakura stood up, holding the bow in her right hand, "Then I'll ask the chairman to help with the registration."
"That's a minor detail. Have you thought about taking the stage exam?"
"No, the rank is of no use to me."
...
Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow had become second nature to Uesugi Sakura, and her various postures and shooting techniques were nearly perfect.
Under the pristine, elongated Kyudo hakama, there was a posture full of aesthetic beauty.
Uesugi Sakura, with the bamboo bow raised over her shoulder, drew the bowstring, focusing her thoughts on the target beyond the grass.
Dream...
What is Hanabi's dream...?
The kake on the drawn bowstring trembled slightly.
Uesugi Sakura had never heard her talk about her dreams. He only knew she loved drawing very much, skilled in watercolor and illustration, adept at matching landscape with figures.
