Now, why don't you go ahead and choose any of these bows that you want?

　The destination we were asked to follow is right next to the firing range - or what is it, the armory?
　There are many different types of bows on hand, and they all seem to be the personal belongings of this blonde, flat-chested young lady.

"Everywhere in the world, there's money to be found in some place...
　I don't think that's unreasonable, but frankly, I'm jealous.

　........eh?
　Isn't it usually the other way around in a situation like this?

　Phew, you fool!
　You think I'm capable of that?
　Of course you're rich, you must be deeply envious!

　Oops, back to the topic at hand.

　I was told that I could pick and choose one of these to use as I pleased, so I took a quick look at a wide variety of them and then--.

I'll take this one.
　The one I chose was the largest of these bows, and the one I chose was the Nagayumi, which has a really great functional beauty, but

''Hmmm...........................hahahaha!　You!　Do you know what that is?
　The blonde, flat-chested young lady burst into a belly laugh the moment she saw the bow I had chosen.

It's a bow, right?　What's so funny?
Because I can't help but laugh at this, can I?
　Saying this, the blonde flat-chested young lady continues to speak while scooping up the tears around her eyes with her fingers.

It's a bow, but it's a very special type of bow called a 'wakyu'. Even I don't know how to use a wakyu yet perfectly, and you do?　I mean, really, being uneducated is a sin in and of itself, isn't it?　Poo, giggle, giggle--

Wahoo?　.........Oh, you're a wakumi.
　For a moment, I'm a little confused when someone calls it a 'Japanese bow' because that's what a bow is to the Japanese people.

　And then, after the amusing blonde-haired, flat-chested young lady finished laughing for a moment, she said

Why don't you trade in your bow for another one?　And I don't want you to make poor excuses for me later, so I'll tell you in advance. All of the bows in this room are all first-class products that are beyond reproach. The wakyu was given to me by a collector with special care. So please don't blame the tools for this.

No, that's fine. I'm not gonna use my tools as an excuse for anything.
　The S-class cheat regarding the bow is already up and running on standby.
　That guy is telling me to choose this--!

I'm a woman of mercy. That's why I'm giving you one more chance. It's not too late. If you are going to apologize for your rudeness, you can let it all go by the wayside, right?

　The way she tells you while brushing her beautiful hair back and forth, is pretty, isn't it?
　But you know what?

Let's just get on with it. I'd like to see the city of Dillinden afterwards. I won't have time to look around the whole place.
　And I want to buy one thing with the pocket money you gave me.

It's really a very nice gesture. I'll give you that much. But you'll have to repent to the bitter end afterwards about who you have been fighting with...!

　So, after a brief flurry of activity, we made our way to the firing range.

Well, I'll start with me.
　The blonde girl was too quick to say, but she grabbed her bow and shot an arrow at a target 90 meters away.

　Thud!
　And then there was a crisp sound, and the arrow hit the target almost dead center.

(Good job!)
(After all, I've never seen them off the middle!)
　Several voices in the gallery praised his impressive skills.

'Phew, that's pretty good. Now, it's your turn to do it.
Just to make sure, as long as it's inside your arrow, I win, right?

Yes, that's true. If there was a place inside the center of the target where I hit it, that is.
No, you're almost in the middle. You better get your words right.

What did you say?
See, I'm going to take this one. Whoever's done is going to go over there.
Muu Muu Muu...!

　Well.
　Let's quickly put an end to this travesty with an unqualified result.

"Activate the combat-type S-class cheat 'Nasuno Yoichi'--!

　It is the name of a legendary archer who left his name as a hero in the Genpei War.
　In front of the highest-ranked archery cheat that bears that name, it's no more than a child's play to be stuck on a motionless target...!

　I took one big, deep breath.

　Set up a position.
　Adjust your posture.
　Fingers on the strings.
　Lift the bow.
　Draw the bow.
　I'm going to aim--

(Psssssst, I'm holding the underside of the bow like that.)
(The bow is supposed to be held in the middle, which is the most basic principle.)
I guess they thought the bigger the better.
(It's still just a dress-up job.)
　As the gallery rippled with laughter.

No....!　The Wakyu is a rare asymmetrical bow. And it's a projectile with eight sections!　It's the etiquette of shooting a Wakyuu!　Where on earth did you find this ritual, which is still in a few old documents?　Moreover, the way he behaves to perfection is so beautiful that you can't help but fall in love with him...!　Who in the world is this man........?
　The blonde haired, flat-chested young lady was the only one who let out a little shiver.

　I wasn't particularly affected by the gallery's laughter or the blonde girl's shivering.
　As natural as breathing out, I let go of the nocked arrow.

　Keen!
　The large bow turns back and forth brilliantly, and the pleasant sound of the bowstring is reflected in the wood.

　Ston!
　The arrow I fired was beautifully right in the middle of the target - as if to graze the blonde girl's arrow and then pierce further inside it.

　In the face of the unexpected result.

'You're so good at handling a bow, that's amazing, Mr. Seya!　
　Everyone in the gallery was speechless, except for Uzuki, who praised me happily.

　A silence surrounded me, still in a state of restlessness.