So the girl has always been under a lot of pressure in her heart.

Fujiwara hazy can only try his best to enlighten her.

"By the way, look—"

"The Great Demon King can't beat many male players, but it doesn't affect everyone's evaluation of her."

Fujiwara Oboroya said in a gentle tone.

He was referring to table tennis.

Sora Ginko also knew that this boy was good at table tennis for some reason.

But the situation of shogi and ping-pong is not exactly the same, so the girl was not convinced.

However, he didn't continue to say any more intentional words.

Because Yinzi knew that everything this person did was concerned about himself.

The girl nodded slightly, ending the topic.

The sky outside has completely darkened amidst the noise of the teenagers and girls.

"The snow seems to be smaller."

The silver-haired girl came to the window, quietly looking at the distant scenery with her two blue eyes.

"Then... shall we go out together?"

Fujiwara Oboroya also came to the window, silently holding the girl's soft little hand.

"Ah."

There is no resistance to this boy's behavior.

The girl looked out of the window in a daze, then nodded slightly.

Fujiwara also did not continue to persuade her.

Yinzi has been in poor health since she was a child, suffering from a very serious heart disease.

Just using shogi to get through that... long and scary time in the hospital with the other kids.

For Ginko, shogi is definitely not just a sport.

It was her best friend who accompanied her to fight against fate and survive together in this world.

That's why it's so hard to let go.

Learn about this girl's past and obsessions.

I also know what shogi means to Ginko.

Watching the girl's beautiful profile, Oboroya made a silent decision in his heart.

Chapter 41. New Year

Help each other put on scarves, gloves and cute hats... to protect Xiao Yinzi's body tightly.

The girl noticed that the young man beside her seemed to have also become quiet unconsciously.

"What are you thinking?"

the girl asked aloud.

"I'm thinking that the road is covered with snow, where should I go to play later."

Fujiwara Oboro didn't say what he planned, but replied with a smile.

There was no doubt about his words.

The two left the Union Hall together after they were ready.

Rows of shallow footprints were left on the snow.

……

The next day, this day is Saturday.

Although it was a rare Christmas, the girls in the family seemed very happy.

But Oboro Fujiwara went out early in the morning and was not by anyone's side.

He is going to find a man.

The location is an underground fighting arena somewhere in Tokyo.

Blood spilled all over the arena, and the chest of the loser twisted into a ball like a whirlpool, and the whole life was unknown.

Still standing on the field was a young and handsome man with long hair and a height of about 1.8 meters.

The host's screams, and the screams of men and women mixed together, making people unnaturally a little excited.

Ignored the referee's sentence and left the field directly.

"It's such a boring opponent today, it's time to change to another place..."

The man thought of this in his heart as he left.

Then, just as he was passing by a passage that only players could enter and exit,

"You are Kiryu Setsuna, hello."

A man who seemed to be waiting for him stood quietly in front of him, and greeted him in a very friendly tone.

"Well, who are you?"

Kiryu's body stopped for a moment, and he asked calmly.

Fujiwara Oboro also silently looked at the young and handsome long-haired man beside him.

There are many fighting groups in this world.

The man whose name is Kiryu Setsuna is the monster who can be called the absolute king in one of the groups that even allows the use of weapons to fight.

Although it looks like a fake girl.

It is true that when I was a child, I once sold my body in order to survive.

But under this appearance, he is also a dangerous character who can smash a reinforced concrete wall tens of centimeters thick with his bare hands, and can be called a humanoid killing machine.

Even if placed in purgatory, it can still get a good ranking among A-level fighters.

But...even if it is such a master, it doesn't mean much to Oboroya now.

Of course, Fujiwara Hakuya didn't come to him to play house wine.

"I can't tell you my name."

The boy who had changed his appearance replied a little embarrassedly.

"It's too much, obviously you know my name."

The young man complained in a slightly helpless tone.

"Feel sorry."

To this, Fujiwara Haku also smiled and apologized.

"It's ok."

Kiryu Setsuna replied lightly.

However, under this calm appearance, in his heart, he was already like a gazelle locked by a cheetah, ready to turn around and flee from the other party at any time.

"What's the matter with this person, it feels like he will be killed in an instant."

This young long-haired man is also a strong man, so he clearly felt the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

Not even the slightest thought of fighting could arise in my heart.

Thankfully, Oboro has no interest in intimidating others, either.

"Kiryu Setsuna, I'm very interested in your skills, can you teach them to me?"

"If you want, I can give you some compensation as compensation."

Fujiwara Oboro also stated his intentions very simply.

Kiryu Setsuna, one of the ancient Jiu-Jitsu styles, is the only heir of the "Fox Shadow Style".

And besides that, he's good at a lot of other interesting tricks.

This man has what he wants.

"You don't need to pay, I will teach you if you want to learn."

After hearing the intention of the other party's visit, Kiryu Setsuna breathed a sigh of relief.

For him, as long as these martial arts can achieve his own goals, it doesn't matter whether he lets others learn this kind of thing...it doesn't matter at all.

"It's really cooperative. I thought you would resist a little bit."

Oboro Fujiwara folded his hands on his chest, looking at this guy interestingly.

He is actually the old enemy of one of the protagonists in this world.

"I don't want to die yet."

Kiryu Setsuna, whose hands were stained with countless blood, said very simply.

He still has his own goals, and he doesn't want to die at the hands of this man.

After hearing the other party's honest answer, Fujiwara Haku also laughed directly.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

This handsome man had a very tragic childhood experience.

Although it seems normal now, it will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But in fact, because of a certain martial arts move, his brain has been trained, and he is a complete neuropathy.

Even the law is difficult to carry out reasonable punishment for this kind of madness.

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