"Yes." The girl nodded without the slightest modesty.
"Just as I thought. One look was enough to tell—you're no ordinary person." Aya tossed the arrow in her hand into the air.
The arrow spun twice in midair before falling back down. Aya caught it in one hand, then pointed the arrowhead at the girl's face.
"Then wouldn't it be troublesome if I accidentally killed you?"
The corner of the girl's eye twitched again.
"Do you think you can kill me with a single arrow?"
"Who knows? Blades have no eyes, and neither do arrows." Aya spoke as she gestured. "The heart, the throat, the eyes, the spot between the brows..."
She toyed with the arrow, aiming it at each of those places on the girl's body.
"People are fragile. If the arrowhead pierces any of those spots, then goes boom, death is certain."
"That really is frightening." The girl smiled.
"You don't look frightened at all."
"Don't worry. Even if I die because of this, it would only count as my 'suicide,' since I'm the one asking you to shoot me." The girl said, "Please, go ahead and shoot. Even if it's a one-shot kill, I won't hold you responsible~"
"That really sounds strange..." Aya sighed helplessly. "You're awfully stubborn. Do you really want to get hit by an arrow that badly?"
"After seeing your shot just now, I have to admit that I was captivated." The girl spread her hands. "That arrow was like a meteor streaking across the sky. I want to experience for myself just how powerful it was."
As she spoke, the girl slowly walked toward Aya.
"Or rather, before formally challenging you, I want to personally experience just how powerful you truly are."
She stopped in front of Aya, gazed into her face, and spoke