[Hokage] One tit for another

The chess piece collided with the chessboard crisply, and the white piece swayed for a while before it stopped.

This piece landed on the chessboard, forcibly twisting the black pieces that were originally connected together.The black chess is powerful, and the white chess is weak but flexible. I was at a slight disadvantage, but even the move I played seemed reckless. I was surrounded by black chess alone, as if it would be swallowed in the next second.

Shikamaru was taken aback, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you happy?" I sneered.

Shikamaru's smile widened, he adjusted from his original lazy sitting position, and sat upright: "Of course." He said with a little expectation, "This is the first time Sasuke you play chess with me."

"You played too badly." I rolled my eyes and whispered.

Shikamaru showed a serious expression, he straightened his back, as if re-examining the situation, and muttered to himself: "It's good to be serious once in a while."

After a long time, he dropped a piece, raised his eyes to look at me, and said, "Sasuke, let's finish this game properly."

Shikamaru's eyes were bright and burning.Maybe the dead fish's eyes are unexpectedly reliable once opened. For a moment, I even think that this is the real Shikamaru, as if a dozing stag has woken up and is eager to lead the herd.

This guy... is obviously the person who knows life best, but he seems to be serious.

Doesn't he know?

Seriously, that's the beginning of everything falling apart.

Can't he just lie on the roof and watch the clouds?

Wouldn't it be great to just treat him as a free floating cloud?

Why...why do you want to bring yourself into the game.

Maybe it's because of being young?So the blood is not cold yet.

"I won't lose."

I was talking while playing chess.Unlike Shikamaru's gentle movements, I played very fast, and the chess pieces hit the board with a crisp and loud "snap".

The chess game that was almost interrupted continued like this. Shikamaru always had to think for a long time, but I didn't seem to need to think. Every move was played quickly, and the chess path belonging to white also changed in my hands. From the beginning He kept moving around, leaving room, and then abandoned all escape routes, rushing forward regardless.

I seemed to be deliberately hitting the majestic power of the black chess, hitting a stone with an egg, and even Shikamaru pretended to attack my corner, but I ignored it, as if everything could be easily discarded, I just stared at the big chess in the center and bit it to death. .

Soon, the white pieces fell apart in my suicidal moves, as if everything was out of shape.

The game was at an end, but Shikamaru's face became more and more solemn, and he took every step extremely solemnly and carefully.The momentum of the two of us is completely opposite to that in the chess game.

Finally, after nearly two hundred moves, I slowly dropped the last piece of this chess game.

"you lose."

I said lightly.

The chess game is not over yet, but the defeat is set, and there is absolutely no possibility of reversal.From the first chess piece I played, the white piece was like a knife inserted into the black piece, no need to retreat, no need to defend, just attack is enough.

Half of the pieces on the black position are dead.

In this round, Shikamaru lost completely.

As I said, I won't lose.

How can I lose this kind of thing?

Every change, every calculation, every point of calculation is clearly presented in my mind.Shikamaru played so many chess in front of me, I knew where he would go next even with my eyes closed.

From the first step I took, I already knew the ending, the final situation, and every move he made.

This kind of chess is completely meaningless.

Shikamaru stared at the chessboard for a long time, then raised his head and looked at me deeply.A drop of sweat trickled down his forehead and onto his chin.

I stared at Shikamaru in silence.

Shikamaru's gaze was complicated, as if countless things were tumbling.He seemed to realize something, but he opened his mouth dryly, and after a long time, he had no choice but to close it again.

He is obviously only a teenager, but at this moment he seems to be more mature than anyone else.

I don't know what Shikamaru was thinking, I only know that he looked at me for a long time, frowned slightly, wanted to speak countless times, but swallowed all of them because he didn't know how to speak.

Strangely, he was a little sad?

I don't know how to describe that feeling, he seems to be deeply worried, suffering, desolate and helpless.

"Sasuke, do you believe in fate? Everything is preordained."

Finally, Shikamaru asked me a strange question.

Neji asked me similar questions before, but the answer I gave him was "no".

"Is there anything that can dominate me? That's just an excuse you made for your cowardice. It's you who imprisoned you." That's what I answered at the time, and I sarcastically mocked the arrogant little white eyes .

but now……

I looked out of the window, the night was dark, the oval moon was hanging on the treetops, the curtains were fluttering, and there was a sound of hula.

"Letter." I said softly.

The trajectory of the world is constant and can never be changed.

Everyone is a single arrow, stretching into the distance.The future and the past run side by side. While the past happened, the future has already happened... So, everything is a fait accompli carved on the slate and cannot be reversed.

If this is fate, there is no doubt that everyone's trajectory is doomed.

Perhaps for you, these trajectories are illusory.But for me, they are clearly in front of my eyes, and it is difficult to see them.

The world is like this, like a tree.Each of us is a leaf, my past is the stalk of the leaf, and the future is the tip of the leaf. When this leaf grows out, it is complete, the tip and the root exist at the same time, clearly.There are never half leaves.

The leaves are growing hard, and only the details are changed.

I blindfolded and pretended not to see this.But sometimes I still accidentally see some strange things.

I could see, I could see every leaf on the World Tree as easily as I could see this chess game.

But I would rather be a blind man, indulge in the dense shade of trees, and regard myself as a leaf.

weasel...

A weasel is just a leaf.

I looked back from the window.

Shikamaru has already withdrawn the complicated gaze that was almost overflowing, as if nothing happened, silently cleaned up the chessboard, and said to me: "It's too late today, mom will definitely talk non-stop, but if there is Maybe my mother doesn't care about your words. I'll go first and come to see you tomorrow. "

I watched Shikamaru get up, and before going out, he suddenly stopped, with his back turned to me, his voice was a bit strange.

"Hey, Sasuke. We...are friends, right?"

At least turn your face to me when you say goodbye. This is the most basic etiquette, right?

I want to say this.

While I was still wondering if Shikamaru was crying, he closed the door and left before I could answer.I was left alone facing the empty ward.

This guy... so cunning.

He wasn't even going to listen to my answer, was he?

really...

I looked at the moon outside the window again, and the night wind blew in, still so gentle and gentle, just like someone.

Inexplicably, as if my eyes were stabbed by the faint moonlight, I closed my eyes, tried to slow down my breathing, and pretended to be asleep.