He tried ignoring it.The fain feeling of nostalgia and recognition when he looked at Kitagawa-san. It wasn't just his classmate given there were others who gave the same feeling.
It was a odd sense of dread for him having sworn he never seen them. The names good be guessed along with their likes or other facts.He hasn't been wrong.
The sky outside completely uncaring shining down.He was envious but it would go on without him.
Tsuneki called out-Yukihiro-Senpia
His thoughts were scattered like the clouds.
His eyes looked at her for a second before he thought a few things.She was a born in November and loves eating.
Yukihiro got up-It's that time already
He thought back to her grayish blue eyes and hairstyle. He sighed leaving to the archery dojo.His headache was killing him. He hasn't been sleeping lately having been writing down and analyzing all those who look familiar. He wondered what her connection to Takigawa sensei was.Her class was next to him leaving no room for the teacher to ask her.
Last week he had gained a superpower.It came out of nowhere. The Grand Monthly Lottery it called itself.Regardless he gained a Template allowing for him to gain the prowess of Emiya Shirou.He felt scammed given he must kill Inhuman things to even get started.However surprisingly possessing it made him the stronger than the captain of the Archery team. He could even sense the unnatural state of the world.It was corrupt and filled with malice however surprisingly the school was clean.
He tracked the reason down to the priest working as the coach of the archery team.
The doors of the archery building were open beckoning him to walk in.
The priest could be seen holding the bow.He lifted it,drew and held it. The arrow tip was blunt yet that wasn't holding it back from piercing through target 90 meters away.His aura was clear and full certainty holding the bow.
-Asahi ,your mind isn't as clear as your bow.Why have you joined?
His brilliant blue eyes seemed to stare straight through him. He couldn't lie under his eyes.
-I wish to slay demons and find myself.
Masaki walked to him and handed him the bow.
He took the standard stance and focused on the target he could vaguely feel the best trajectory.
The priest nodded in appreciation.
Don't pull back yet feel the bows intention and hone in on it.Focus on it til you can't sense any longer and fire where your heart guides you.
He attempted it.It was vague but he could feel its purpose and the intentions of those who used it.He could vaguely feel its urge for something.His circuits began to stir however didn't activate.
He remembered his teachers arrow and expression.
It desired a target and the spirit to hone in on it.
He pulled back leaving his teacher stunned.
Masaki realized he was going to fail however beyond that he could see his stance and breathing was replicated.
The arrow flew and hit the target.It however lacked the same power.The reason was clear however he didn't mention it.
-Asahi, come here a hour before school.Training will begin then.
Masaki Takigawa saw something in him beyond that in himself. He couldn't help but feel the urge to compete against him in the future. He was unaware he had led him down a path differing that of himself.