Jack stood behind the throwing line in front of the curtain and explained the rules to Oliver:
"The rules are simple. Once we start, we both stand in front of this curtain. We can only use the mirror to the side to watch the target turn and judge where the bull's-eye is. Only a hit on the bull's-eye counts as a win."
After explaining the rules, he wore a faintly smug expression.
This was his signature act-the Mirror Dart-Throwing Act. It had taken him three years of practice to reach this level.
Someone who had only just arrived at the circus and hadn't even unpacked couldn't possibly win on his first try.
Oliver showed no emotion after hearing the rules.
He nodded to show that he understood. "Those are pretty interesting rules."
At those words, the smile at the corners of Jack's mouth deepened a little.
This guy probably has no idea how hard this really is-
The mirror's reflection already interfered with judging the target's position, and the target didn't rotate at a constant speed. On top of that, he had to work out the wooden target's actual position from its reflection, with a curtain blocking his view.
A steady hand alone wouldn't solve this. It took extensive practice to develop the necessary instincts.
Jack adjusted his stance and turned to tell the assistant, "I'll go first."
He walked up to the curtain and angled his body slightly to give himself a clear view of the mirror.
Behind him, the assistant began spinning the wooden target, and the stand swayed slightly with a rhythmic swishing sound.
Jack narrowed his eyes, tracking the target's reflection in the mirror.
He waited two or three seconds, as though waiting for a particular angle to reach the center of the mirror, then raised