You stared at the target board with a sharp gaze, then turned to the direction the arrow had been fired. And meeting the blue eyes of a handsome man wearing a hakama. The man's hair was the same color as his eyes and he was holding a bow. The man's blue eyes widened as he stared at you. Maybe because your eyes are so sharp and can see far away, you can realize it. The night wind blew, dropping the leaves from a large tree that was nearby