[Soul of Chess] Shugui

The author has something to say: Dear friends,

I don't feel well today, that's all for now.

Everyone also rest early.

Good night, good night, good night.

2017. 10, 11

Pierce:

Almost forgot, a few small points.

1. "Go Weekly" also exists in reality, called "Weekly Go", you can find it online, or buy it directly, probably...

2. Here, the editor-in-chief does not have a name, but a certain K remembers that there is a Mr. Amano who will take Guze Village to interview chess players.But it is really unclear whether Mr. Amano is a reporter, a chess player, or the editor-in-chief, so I will hide it here, and try not to appear suspicious content.

If anyone knows what Mr. Amano does, please let me know.If I can confirm that it is the editor-in-chief, I will put him in~

↑Solved.In the evening, I flipped through the manga and found that Mr. Amano is from the publishing department, including Yoshikawa.Here, Yoshikawa will borrow it temporarily.

3. Saeki Koji is Morishita Shigeo's disciple and Kazuya's senior brother, but I can't remember exactly when he appeared on the stage.The rank here is estimated by a certain K himself.

If there are any cuties you remember, please let me know by the way~

that's all.

2017. 10, 12

A certain person struggled all day in continuing to write and complete this chapter, and finally decided to complete the content of this chapter, so that he can feel more comfortable, and some of the following plots can be connected more smoothly.

Although it is a supplement, there is still new content, everyone should remember to read it~

Nihon Kiin Kaikan, editorial department of Go Weekly.

"Editor-in-Chief, this is the list of contestants for the Winter Rising Sun Cup Team Competition." Furusura walked into the editor-in-chief's office holding a stack of documents.

The editor-in-chief flipped through it casually: "Well, are all the chess players below the fourth dan here?"

Furosemura shook his head and explained: "This is selected by the Chess Academy based on the hand-to-hand situation of the chess players and the recent game records. It is regarded as the internal selection of the Chess Academy.

"In a few days, there will be a batch of lists. The low-level chess players will sign up for the competition. The two lists will be the final list of this team selection competition."

"When can we confirm the players in the team competition?" The editor-in-chief thought for a while and asked again.

Furosemura said: "The Chess Academy will choose an appropriate time for selection based on the final number of applicants and the work arrangements of the chess players, and the specific members of the team competition will be known in about half a month.

"Currently, the only thing that can be confirmed is Shinto's [-]th Dan. He is the recent favorite, and he is also the only chess player under the [-]th Dan. Fang also hopes that he can gain something in the Three Kingdoms battle."

The editor-in-chief nodded straightly, and asked again: "Where is the person leading the team? Has the Chess Academy decided?"

"As for the chess academy, there were originally several candidates. Tashi sixth-dan, Saeki sixth-dan, and a fifth-dan chess player from Kansai Chess Academy. But..." Furusura revealed a look of "God's will in the dark" ” expression, “However, Yamu’s sixth-dan is currently preparing for the round-robin match of the throne title, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to find time to lead the team; it seems that the fifth-dan chess players of Kansai Kiin have rushed into the round-robin of the title match; therefore, Taya Leading the team at the sixth stage is already a predetermined thing.”

"Then we can start preparing this special report." The editor-in-chief put down the materials in his hand, "By the way, some time ago, the personnel department recruited a newcomer, who is called Suzumiya. You have been collecting materials recently, and if you are busy, ask her to help you. Come on, take her with you."

"Okay, I see." Furuse Village finished speaking and left the office.

The editor-in-chief stood up from his seat and walked to the window: "I hope the Japanese team can achieve a good result this time."

Outside the window, the night is approaching, and the lights are dimly lit.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on the "Rising Sun Cup", two chess players who had been taking a break from their busy schedules embarked on a journey to Yin Island again.

"Passengers, please taste Shizuoka's famous products - Ambegawa sticky rice cakes and wasabi pickles."

Hearing the familiar voice of selling again, Jinto burst out laughing "Puff" and raised his hand to signal: "Please give me a copy."

Taya, who was sitting beside him, glanced at Shinto suspiciously. This boy with a magical brain circuit was happily paying the money.

Shinto sat down holding the food box, poked a piece of sticky cake with a toothpick, and put it in his mouth.

"After so many visits, I finally ate this." Shinto puffed up his cheeks, chewing and chewing, "Taya, would you like a piece?"

Taya was stunned, not knowing how to react.

Jin Teng tasted sticky cakes and pickles, and commented to himself: "Well, it's not as delicious as yours. Fortunately, I only bought one copy, so it's not a souvenir."

"Shinto..." Taya thought that when he came to this place, Shinto's mood would always be a little different.

Shinto poked another piece of pickle and stuffed it into Taya's slightly opened mouth: "I didn't expect that this is my third visit to Yin Island this year."

Taya chewed the food in his mouth unconsciously, and Shinto cast his gaze out of the window: "You can see Mount Fuji directly from here, it's spectacular."

"Back then, when I got on this train for the first time, I was full of confidence and felt that I would be able to bring him back. Unexpectedly..."

"Shinto..." Looking at the back of Shinto's head that hadn't moved for a long time, Taya shouted again.

Shinto quickly turned his head and wiped his face casually with his palm: "Oh, I'm fine, don't worry. Didn't you always want to find out what happened to me and SAI? You can find out today~"

Shinto stretched his paws towards Taya, with a clear intention: "Is Gao happy? Excited? Excited?"

Taya grabbed the hand that was rubbing on her body, and said softly: "We have one day, don't be in a hurry."

After hearing this, Shinto firmly grasped Taya back, and put the clasped hands of the two on his knees.

"The train is about to arrive at the station. Passengers who get off the train should not forget their large luggage and belongings. The next station will arrive..."

Ishikiri Shrine, Shuce Memorial Hall.

Two tall young men stood in front of Honinbo Shusaku's tombstone, and there was a moment of silence.

A seemingly brisk voice broke the peace.

"If it weren't for the way I am now, playing chess every day, playing chess every day, I can't do without Go." Jin Teng's voice was full of ridicule to himself, but his body gradually tensed up, "I wouldn't believe it either. Everything that happened to me. There is actually a soul living in a chessboard, an old ghost from thousands of years ago, a guy who is obsessed with Go, and will be attached to people, no one will believe it.”

Shinto chuckled a few times, then lowered his head, lowered his body slowly, and half-kneeled in front of the stele.

The golden forehead hair covered the young man's eyebrows and eyes.

Shinto stroked the stele lightly, and traced the large characters on the stele with his fingers.

"I think, no matter how much time has passed, I will never forget the first time I saw him..."

Shinto Hikari spoke again, and spoke eloquently.The voice is soft, and only by concentrating on listening can you distinguish the words that are about to disperse into the wind.

Sometimes, he stopped suddenly and giggled to himself.It's like reminiscing about getting along with someone in those two years, recalling the embarrassing, stupid, embarrassing, good, bad, and funny things that the two experienced together.

Takashi listened quietly.

After a while, he learned how to learn from the rattan again, half kneeling in front of the stone tablet.

He knew that what he heard now was the truth that Shinto hid most deeply.

Shinto Hikari recalled bit by bit.

When we met for the first time, lightly lifted the white gauze like a frightened bird, held a fan and asked the sky like a god;

When recounting the previous life, the cherry blossoms turned into colorful and melodious flute sounds, and the nipples tapped to reveal all kinds of human forms;

When talking about Xiu Ce, I feel grateful and appreciative, and I have become one person in the chess world since then;

When the first child was held, the palace fan slightly opened and half covered his face, and the shark fell into the pearl and the moon was dark;

Looking forward to the game, the foolish heart is true, and the chess is the front; the sleeves of the hunter are exposed, and the fans are not.

……

Shinto Hikaru thought he had forgotten, but when he touched it, those memories immediately came alive again.

He was disregarded by the teacher and dressed;

He was excited to play chess with Taya;

He sits upright with himself in the exam;

He struggled for the skill of God...too late...

And those small details, those laughing, sad, cute, helpless...

Only you can see it, and you ignore it.

He is under the umbrella, Mochizuki speechless;

He walked on the snow without a trace in winter;

He was so nervous that he deformed for himself;

In the darkness of night, he raises his head and asks the sky;

He was counting down his time step by step...

As night fell, the cold wind beat on the dry branches, but it couldn't hide the painful sobs.

Tonight's moon is flat, causing the clouds to cover the sharp chin. It only emits a yellowish light, which cannot penetrate the darkness on the ground.

Shinto Hikaru stood up and bowed deeply.

When the clouds dispersed and the moonlight shone on the cold stone tablet, the two bowing youths straightened up.

"He is SAI."

"He is Sakai Fujiwara."

"my teacher."

"my friend."

"My guide."

"The chess player I admire all my life."

"I am the most sorry person in my life."

Shinto showed a not-so-good-looking smile at Taya: "I don't know when he noticed it, and I don't know whether he was afraid or frightened or calm when he left. At first I thought he was Playing pranks, playing hide and seek with me, joking with me; or learning to fly without telling me, playing by yourself.

"But I waited for a long time, and he didn't come back. I thought he forgot to come back after playing. I thought he was too far away and didn't know the way home. I thought he was angry and hid deliberately looking at me anxiously, but I never thought about it. There is another possibility.

"I came to Indo, to the Xiu Ce Memorial Hall, to Baoquan Temple where he played chess, and went to several places, just to find him who was lost and bring him home. I also played a game of chess with a person here, There, I learned that there is Xiu Ce's tomb in Tokyo. I have never known a person so well, or a person who has been dead for so many years.

"I searched everywhere and finally realized that I lost him.

"It was only at this time that I discovered that Honinbo Shusaku, no, it was Fujiwara Sakai, a talented chess player. He is so powerful, so powerful, but I didn't know it at all, and I wouldn't let him play chess. If I Let Zuowei play chess, let Zuowei play chess to his heart's content, that's all.

"How much I want to do it all over again, let me go back to the time when I first met him!"

Taya stretched out his hands to hold Shinto's clenched hands into fists, and slowly let him open.

The fingers with no nails clearly left five clear marks on the palm.

Taya led Shinto's arms around her waist, pressed Shinto's head into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

He gently stroked the young man's black hair and said, "Let's go back."

"Ah."

Sitting under the blanket, Shinto stared straight at a point in the void, looking dazed and well-behaved.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a young man with dark green hair emerged from the dense heat.

Taya lifted the quilt and sat in.

Shindo didn't react at all, as if he was still immersed in his emotions.

"Crack", the light went out.

Following Taya's manipulation, Shinto slipped into bed.Suddenly, he felt a pain on his lip, as if he had been bitten.

"Hmm." Shinto flinched back.

"Shinto Hikaru." Taya's voice was a bit serious, "Please play a game of chess with me."

"Huh? Why..." Shinto felt that Taya's wording was a bit strange, but then he heard Taya calling: the small eye in the upper right corner, and quickly answered, "The small eye in the upper left corner."

"I lost. One eye and a half." Taya sighed deeply, and then smiled, "You really are, my lifelong competitor."

Ok, I know.Shinto said silently in his heart, you too.

But in reality, what Shinto said was: "Hey! Don't hug me like this, it's so hot!"

"No~ Yes!" Taya tightened the strength on her hands and feet instead, hugging Shinto even tighter.

"Are you an octopus?" Shinto struggled, "How can you sleep if you hold him so tightly!"

"Cough, light... don't move." Taya's voice suddenly became low.

Shinto paused for a moment, trying to relax as much as possible, ignoring the scorching heat coming from somewhere behind him.

On the bed, two young bodies overlapped each other, like two boiled red prawns, bending over and sticking to each other.

After a while, Taya said softly, "Hikaru, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Shinto asked strangely.

"I'm really grateful to Sakai Fujiwara." Taya said, "It's him who brought you to me."

If he never met you, then I probably, never will.

"Hmm..." Shinto responded in a low voice.

If I have never met him, then I may never know that there is such a thing in this world that can fascinate people so much.

The daytime of the editorial department of "Weiqi Weekly" is always full of excitement. The reporters are preparing to go out for interviews. The editors press and review the manuscripts. The editor-in-chief is always a headache for the reports...

So, what should come will always come.

"Gurose Village! Where did that kid in Gurase Village go?! Didn't you say that the list will be brought right away?" The editor-in-chief suddenly opened the door of his office and shouted outside, "Whoever sees him, tell him to come to me right away. Come here! Brat, the phone is always busy!"

After a while, I saw Gose Village running in with a stack of documents, followed by a female colleague with a ponytail.

Before other colleagues in the office could remind him, Gu Secun consciously entered the editor-in-chief's office.

The new Suzumiya colleague returned to his seat and rested his feet.

"Editor-in-Chief, who signed up this time? I've already sorted out the list. The rules of the selection competition follow the usual practice. Do you want to have a look?" Furusura put the neatly folded documents on the desk.

"Well, let's put it here first." The editor-in-chief waved his hand, "Furose, this report is very important, and your manuscript should be rushed out as soon as possible, you know? Alright, you go to work first, and call Yoshikawa in."

"Okay, I see." Furusura went out to call for someone.

Looking at the stack of the latest selection list on the table, the editor-in-chief flipped through it casually, and saw many familiar or unfamiliar names.

And these chess players will be the future of the Japanese Go world.