"Well, that's true for you, Senpai, but for my brother, it's a fight. So, um, please be careful."
"Careful? Be careful of Shinji?"
"Yes. I heard that my brother sees you as an enemy. Um, it was also because of him that you left the club."
"It's not like that. Me leaving the club had nothing to do with Shinji. No, maybe it had a little to do with him, but Sakura, you don't need to worry about that. Just like Shinji said, it does look a little bad."
"Senpai, I know I'm being nosy, but are you really not going to shoot arrows anymore? Miss Fujimura said your injury isn't a problem anymore."
"Don't say something so easygoing! Fujo is the kind of person who'd say she was fine even with every bone in her body broken, Sakura."
"Senpai, I'm being serious. I don't have time for club activities right now. I do like archery, but it isn't something I should prioritize. I think I won't touch it for a while."
"For a while... how long?"
"Until I feel like picking it up again, I suppose. But it'll probably be before Sakura graduates. When that time comes, I'll be in your care again, Sakura."
"Yes! I'll wait for that day, Senpai!" In the blink of an eye, it was nearly seven-thirty, and Sakura and Fujimura, who had club activities, were about to head out again.
"Morning, Lin Yan." Lin Yan realized it was Mitsuzuri.
"What, Mitsuzuri? You haven't changed yet? Homeroom's about to start. This isn't the time to greet me."
"Hahahaha! Ah, right, right. You're as heartless as ever, Lin Yan." Mitsuzuri laughed loudly and boldly.
Mitsuzuri Ayako was a female student in Class 2-A at Homurahara Academy, the captain and president of the school's Archery Club. Her