The work of the Go master

Watching her father's departing figure, Harujima Kashima felt somewhat lost.

Despite numerous flaws and mysteries, this man eventually reappeared.

"I'm tired, let's go home." Harujima Shika yawned unhappily and tugged at Koji Hikaru's clothes.

Perhaps she also needs time to process the information.

So Ke Zhiguang rode his little bicycle, carrying the deer of Qingdao all the way home.

And so, here we are now, a new day begins.

"Hey, Isshin Harushima... is he really the ancient Go master, Huang Longshi?" Koji Hikaru asked into the house, while Zero was still studying breakfast.

"Before you showed up last night, didn't I already say that there's an ancient chess master-level target approaching Harushima Shika and the others? As for the fact that this person is actually Harushima Isshin... well, I don't really know either," Zero said, shaking his head.

"So there are things you don't know?"

"I'm not omniscient, but I can roughly deduce why Huang Longshi was able to travel to this world...maybe it's the same as yours."

"In what ways are you the same as me?" Ke Zhiguang put a mouthful of milk in his mouth.

"The pinnacle of your chess skills, your pursuit and love for the way of chess, and... that little regret and obsession in life—ultimately, your souls followed the rope of that obsession and came to this world." Zero put down his cutlery and turned to look at Ke Zhiguang with a deep gaze.

"What obsession do I have...?"

Just as he was about to ask the final question, Ke Zhiguang tactfully knew the answer.

The answer lies deep within this game console from last night—the crucial memory material.

"Your obsession is something you have to discover for yourself, but Huang Longshi's obsession... recall the history you know, and you'll find it's actually quite easy to guess."

Ke Zhiguang tried to recall historical biographies of Huang Longshi...

"His obsession might stem from the lack of a worthy opponent," Ke Zhiguang said, gazing at the distant view outside the balcony.

"The answer is correct." Zero had a faint smile on her lips.

In the era of the other Go masters, besides the Go master himself, there were many other brilliant Go players, shining like moonlight and stars.

In Huang Longshi's era, he was the only one whose brilliance overshadowed all other players.

In his time, almost no chess player was qualified to play against him with a handicap of three pieces. In his "Blood and Tears" and his disciple Xu Xingyou's "The Book of Blood and Tears", he played with a handicap of three pieces.

The only person who could match him in a game of chess was Zhou Donghou, but he could only manage to win two out of ten games.

Later generations analyzed Huang Longshi's game records and found that he basically had the bad habit of making careless moves in the games he lost, as if he was not taking things seriously.

Perhaps, in his time, no one was qualified to make him take things seriously.

“The feeling of being invincible is naturally exhilarating, but the higher you climb, the colder it gets. It’s a kind of loneliness. I hope to have an opponent that I can give my all to… Perhaps that’s his obsession.” Zero said with his eyes closed, gently shaking the spoon in his coffee.

Ke Zhiguang seemed to be deep in thought. If this standard were applied, Shi Xin would also have the right to speak out loudly.

"However, his time travel is similar to yours in that it is incomplete. Your time travel is incomplete in terms of memories, while his time travel is incomplete in terms of life."

"So, even though he had the high-level fortune of eternal moon and sky, he still died very young," Ke Zhiguang murmured.

Ke Zhiguang began to try to connect the ancient chess masters of history with the eternal Yue Tian of this era, so that their portraits would overlap in his mind.

This is a time-travel story. An ancient Chinese chess master arrives in postwar Japan and becomes a worker in a tile factory. He must be incredibly shocked when he first arrives, as time travel stories are not a common occurrence for people in ancient times.

However, he quickly adapted to life in this era because he discovered that this country also had Go, and Go was imbued with incredible fortune-telling abilities.

What follows is his life as the protagonist: participating in competitions, making a name for himself, and slapping the faces of countless others. At night, he would go alone with a folding fan and a sword to meet strange things, slaying demons and monsters.

A life akin to James Bond: a glamorous movie star by day, and a secret agent carrying out missions for important figures by night.

He also managed to win over the factory owner's daughter, successfully forming a relationship with her and having a daughter.

Then comes obtaining the title of Eternal Moon Goddess and reaching the pinnacle of life.

Finally, it was time to say goodbye. He closed his eyes with a smile, the gray-white scene both warm and sad.

Thinking of this, Ke Zhiguang felt a deep sense of nostalgia, as if he had just finished reading a thick classic.

It also made him even more curious about what was inside the memory rendering material sealed deep within the game console. Was it a story that was equally exciting but also had an inevitable fate?

Just as I was thinking this, there was a knock on the front door: "Hey, are you awake?"

It's the sound of a deer from Harushima.

"You're awake so early? I thought you'd be up very late today since you went to bed so late last night..."

As soon as the door opened, Ke Zhiguang fell silent.

Perhaps Harushima didn't sleep much last night.

She stared with two big panda eyes, looking very depressed.

She probably tossed and turned in her cup all night, unable to process the massive amount of information.

"How are you?"

Harushima Shika yawned like a hungry dragon roaring, "It's alright, I just couldn't sleep at all last night... but I've accepted reality..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly went berserk again, pounding the floor: "How can anyone accept this! Suddenly being told that my deceased father was a chess master who traveled from ancient China, and then suddenly appearing in front of me as a beautiful older sister, who can handle this!"

Hmm... So she admitted that the other person was a beautiful older sister.

Why not just change my way of addressing her from Isshin-senpai to Takezawa Yuuka-san?

When in Rome, do as the Romans do; transmigrators use the name of their original body's host, not their previous life's name.

"Never mind! Let's eat breakfast first!" Harushima Shika shook off her distractions, strode into the room with her toes pointed outwards, and began carefully selecting ingredients from the refrigerator.

Zero sat on the kitchen table with her legs crossed, watching the deer on Harushima wander around her with a relaxed gaze.

It's an old setup; those who know, know.

However, this feeling is still full of curiosity.

Zero's appearance is a carbon copy of Harushima Deer, except that her hair and eyelashes have become a dreamy silver-white, her hair length has been increased, and her temperament has become more mature and Westernized.

She stood in the same shot as Harushima Kashima, one in black and one in white, one real and one illusory, and there was a strange chemistry between them that made one's scalp tingle, a kind of electric shock-like pleasure.

"Huh? Where did my little broccoli go?" Harishima Deer muttered to herself as she rummaged through the refrigerator.

"Hey, here it is." Zero patted the other person on the back and took out a small box of chilled broccoli from behind her and placed it on the kitchen counter.

Harushima Deer also turned around and immediately noticed the box of chilled broccoli.

"Tch, so I took it out a long time ago," Harushima Kashiwa muttered under her breath.

this......

Ke Zhiguang remembers clearly that the broccoli had actually been finished a few days ago. The box that Ling took out was more like freshly washed than freshly bought.

And so, while Harushima Shika studied the recipe, Zero handed her things from behind, cooperating and coordinating in a very strange way.

Ke Zhiguang suddenly thought of some common details in life.

For example, you take out a pen to write, but suddenly find that the pen has disappeared. After searching for a long time, you find that the pen was originally in your pocket... In short, these are some key items that always seem to be moved inexplicably.

Perhaps, everyone has a mischievous god of quantum mechanics causing trouble in their lives.

Zero noticed Ke Zhiguang's amused gaze, turned around and chuckled at him.

So she went to the deer next to the island, grabbed the two ponytails of the island, and made a shooting motion at Ke Zhiguang.

Hmm...surprisingly cute.

Harushima Shika suddenly felt someone move her hair and turned around in surprise: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Huh? I've been gazing at the scenery from the balcony the whole time," Ke Zhiguang said casually.

"That's strange. I clearly feel my hair being shaken," Harujima Shika said with detective-like suspicion.

Zero secretly chuckled to himself.

Could this be... what daily life is like for the three of them together?

Not long after, the phone on the table rang, and Ke Zhiguang went to answer it.

A hurried voice came from inside: "Hey, are you alright over there?"

"I'm fine on my end. Did you suffer heavy losses last night?" Ke Zhiguang asked calmly.

"Yes, the losses were quite heavy... Wait, how did you know about our situation?"

"Stop talking, we're all in the same boat, we've all been ambushed by the ancients, but I've made it through smoothly. They were intimidated by my domineering... I mean, my handsomeness, and they didn't dare to come near me."

"Hehe, alright, stop fussing. Come to the chess academy right now, we need to figure out a way to get back on our feet!"

So Yamaoka hung up the phone.

Ke Zhiguang let out a deep breath.

It seems that this cozy daily routine won't last long.

"Good luck," the stall owner said, shrugging his shoulders as if nothing had happened.

"What should I do now?" Ke Zhiguang asked, but Qingdao Lu did not respond to Ke Zhiguang's question.

It seems that no one else can see his interaction with Zero.

"Just like you were on that ship back then, let's gather everyone's strength and find the right solution step by step."

"Hey, this is way too easy. I was hoping you could just tell me the correct way to navigate the maze," Ke Zhiguang said jokingly.

"Gathering everyone's strength is the most correct solution to this problem. If I keep talking... you'll lose your memory again." Zero put his index finger to his lips, making a gesture for silence.

“Remember, everyone.” Zero emphasized the word.

Ke Zhiguang pondered for a moment and then nodded: "Understood, everyone."

Although I didn't quite understand, I nodded along and pretended that I knew a lot before I spoke.

Harushima Shika asked, "Was that phone call from the Go Association just now?"

"Yes, our brothers have suffered heavy casualties. We need to go there as soon as we finish eating."

"Could it be that the enemy has already attacked our doorstep?" Harushima Shika asked anxiously.

After last night's events, she vaguely understood what the next enemy was.

"It must be a meeting. As everyone knows, there must be a meeting before a major battle."