The work of the Go master

She continued, "I haven't played this kind of game in a long time; this area is unfamiliar to both of us."

"Only under this competition format can the gap between you and me, Dad, possibly narrow..."

“That’s right, exactly... When the time comes, please do your best to defeat me. Only in this way will everything have the best ending.” Isshin’s fingers covered Harushima Shika’s cheek, as if he were making a solemn vow.

The conversation under the night sky lasted for a long time. The number of tourists in the amusement park gradually decreased, the hustle and bustle subsided, and the chilly autumn wind tugged at the hems of the boys' clothes and the strands of the girls' hair.

A meteor streaked across the sky, barely noticeable; only a very few profound, artistic youths who could only gaze at the stars could spot it.

Ke Zhiguang did indeed notice it.

However, he wasn't being artistic; he simply looked up and yawned.

"Hey, I'm done talking over here." Harujima Kashima walked over with her head down, looking preoccupied, her cheeks puffing out.

"So where should we go next? For a late-night snack?" Ke Zhiguang asked.

"No, Dad said that's all for today. He told us to go back quickly so we don't catch a cold."

Ke Zhiguang looked in that direction, Yixin was swinging her arm in farewell as she left, her back view both dashing and relaxed... yet also somewhat heavy and sad.

Ke Zhiguang looked at Qingdaolu, his voice filled with a gentle smile: "What a surprise. I thought you would cry a little after talking with Senior Yixin."

"Tch, what do you take me for?" After saying that, Harushima Kaoru sighed again, "It's too early to cry now. If I cry now, and then I really send him on his way, it won't be good for me to cry then."

"What's wrong with this...?" Ke Zhiguang didn't understand the logic for a moment.

"Nonsense! If I cry now, and then cry again later, that'll be crying twice! How embarrassing would that be!" Harujima Kashima resumed her usual demeanor, getting angry, her two ponytails bobbing up and down behind her head.

this.....

This is truly impeccable logic. Although I don't understand it, it surprisingly makes sense.

For example, "Don't build Berserker's Greaves as your first item. It's better to build Yasha first. When you get Berserker's Greaves, you'll have an extra Yasha on you."

"Forget about all that! Go home! Intensify the training!" she concluded with a confident air, hands on her hips.

At 11:30 p.m., the two returned home and said goodbye to each other in front of their house.

Although it was called saying goodbye, the two were actually within ten meters of each other, and could hear each other walking on the floor.

"Welcome back. How was your visit with your father-in-law?" Zero's smile was as always.

"You know all this so clearly?" Ke Zhiguang's small hand trembled when he heard the word "father-in-law".

"My dear Shida, do you think I wouldn't see through this?" Zero casually sipped his red tea and hummed at Ke Zhiguang.

"Okay, you win as usual." Ke Zhiguang was unmoved.

When do you plan to confess your feelings?

“There’s no better stage for the next Moon Sky title match than this, and I firmly believe that the two of us will meet in the finals… I have a feeling that when Senior Yixin was talking to Lu, he also emphasized this title match.” Ke Zhiguang nodded firmly.

Ling sighed with a worried look: "As expected, it happened on the field. Should I say you're extremely romantic, or extremely chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur)? Or is it just chuunibyou-style romance?"

"So, did Senior Yixin discuss this matter with Lu?" Ke Zhiguang asked to confirm.

"Of course they talked. Would you like me to tell you about some of their other conversations?"

Ke Zhiguang paused for a moment before saying, "I think I've already guessed what this means."

"That's good. Good luck." Zero blinked her eyelashes playfully.

Although he didn't get a definite answer, Koji Hikaru probably guessed that, through Isshin-senpai as an intermediary, he and Harushima Shika had already made an informal confession. Both of them knew that as long as they took the initiative, the other would not refuse.

It has to be said that this is the wonder of feelings. On the way home, the two of them were no different from usual. They complained about what they wanted to complain about and talked about games as if nothing had happened.

This can be considered a tacit understanding, where both sides pretend not to know what's going on.

What a strange day! Nothing seemed to happen, yet I took a big step forward in my love life.

Perhaps that's the allure of meeting the parents.

"Alright, I need to get back to work now." Ke Zhiguang cleared his mind, sat on the sofa, and picked up the controller.

This work declaration makes it sound like they're a professional esports player...

The obsession with coming into this world.

A place to settle down emotionally.

Future prospects, etc.

All the branching paths began to converge, eventually becoming a straight track. At the end of the track was a treasure chest, like the grand finale, and guarding the treasure chest was, naturally, the strongest boss dragon, Nidhogg.

Get over this hurdle!

Upon entering the game console's main interface and clicking on the "weiqi" section, just as Ke Zhiguang was about to press the match button, his finger stopped.

His attention fell on the left side of the screen, in the "Game Records" section, which contained his past game records.

Three more chess scores have been added to the chess score library.

The first one is the game record of his game against Zhang He the night before last.

The second and third sheets are yesterday's game records.

The opponent, Shi Xin.

this.....

Ke Zhiguang opened the game record of the match between Ke Zhiguang and Shi Xin, and the result was—

I actually clicked on it, and a dense array of chess pieces spread out on the screen.

Originally, I would have immediately forgotten the game I played against Shi Xin.

But now, it has been restored to its original state and included in his own notation archive.

Ke Zhiguang was completely stunned, while Ling, standing to the side, let out a snicker, as if he had been holding back all along.

"Congratulations, you've discovered the secret."

As night falls, the lights illuminate the city like a galaxy, and the distant city looks as beautiful as a treasure.

Koji leaned against a nearby telephone pole, munching on his ice cream while watching Harushima and Isshin chatting on a bench in the distance.

Before parting ways, every father gives his daughter some important advice about life.

Although the people in front of you look like sisters...

A beautiful, light voice came from Yixin's mouth: "Actually, after you were born, your mother and I were quite worried because your health has always been a concern."

"Was my health very poor when I was a child?" Harushima Shika asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, the doctor said you have... well, he said a whole bunch of things about congenital defects or something. I've forgotten what his name is, but at the time, I was stunned. It felt like the world had only been colorful for a short while, and now it was about to turn gray," Yixin said.

“This is the first time I’ve heard of this…” Harushima Shika muttered.

"Such a horrifying thing is, of course, hard to talk about." Isshin shrugged.

"The reason I'm so lively and energetic right now is because..." Harushima Kashima's expression was somewhat complicated.

"That's right, of course, it's your great old man who's pulling the strings behind the scenes." Isshin gave himself a thumbs-up without any attempt to hide it.

"Use fortune?"

“That’s right, it’s all about luck. My luck in terms of health, life, and safety as the eternal Moon Goddess is all in you.” Yixin placed his hand on the other’s head, looking into the other’s youthful and innocent eyes, “You are my most precious treasure.”

But a hint of sadness appeared on Harushima Shika's face: "But in this way, you, Dad, eventually passed away because of your poor health..."

At this point, a hint of sadness crossed Isshin's face: "Well... there might be some connection, but it has nothing to do with you. When you have children someday, you'll know that I did nothing wrong... I shouldn't have told you these things, I was afraid you'd feel guilty, but... some things, some secrets, have to be said to have meaning, right? Just like saying 'I love you.'" Isshin ran her fingers through the fur on Harujima Deer's head, flicking away some strange, dust-like stuff.

Female cats have this habit of licking their offspring clean of dirt... but whether male cats have this habit is unknown.

"Actually, I mainly wanted to play the role of a hero in your heart, so I wanted to tell you this secret... even if it might make you a little unhappy." Yixin smiled happily, but the feeling quickly turned bitter.

Harujima Shika stared at the other person silently, feeling as if the other person was standing on a stage performing a one-man show.

"That's it. You are my most precious treasure. As long as you persevere on this path, I will not disappear. I will always live in your game."

"dad......"

"By the way, I just talked to Ke Zhiguang, and he has admitted that you are the person he likes."

"Wh-what? What is this?" This sudden turn of events hit Harushima Deer on the head like a basin falling from the sky.

"It means I have accepted that I will become his father-in-law and he will become my son-in-law."

"W-this turn of events is too fast! One minute it's about family, and the next it's about love. Who can handle this?!" Harujima Shika exclaimed incoherently, mushroom clouds of steam billowing from the roof of her head.

"Whether it's friendship or love, it will eventually transform into family affection, won't it?"

Harujima Deer's eyes flickered slightly.

"Not only Ke Zhiguang, but also your friends, they are all important treasures to you. You didn't have many friends when you were young, and I was always worried about you... But now it's all good. A little over a month ago, when you won the Rising Star Cup, many friends were with you, and I'm very happy."

Hearing Isshin's sincere voice, Harushima Shika suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

How should I put it... The lineup that day was actually quite complex, including those who were both friends and enemies, those who had just become friends, mahjong partners, and so on. Suddenly, they were all drawn into a large family of kinship... It's really nothing special.

At that moment, Shiro looked back cautiously and accurately caught the light of Keji under the telephone pole.

This person is looking at the scenery nearby, but they're probably faking it...

"So, why don't you two have a competition to see who is qualified to confess first?"

"Contest?"

"Forgot? In the world of chess, there is only one way to solve problems, and that is through a game... Whoever wins first has the right to convey their feelings to the other party first, and the loser cannot refuse."

"Then what's the point of this? I might as well just confess!" Harushima Shika complained weakly.

"A sense of ceremony is very important, and it has to be an important competition. Ordinary small competitions don't count... Do you understand?" Isshin's eyes reflected Harujima Kaguya's bright face.

If these words hadn't been spoken to by the person in front of him, Harushima Shika would have thought they were lines from Koji Mitsuaki.

For a time, a lot of criticisms were stuck in her mouth.

She wanted to whine and yell at him as usual, that he didn't like her, and she wanted to swing her pigtails like whips to lash her father... But at this moment, she couldn't do any of those things, and she didn't know why.

Did I ever have feelings for that guy?

If you really like it, when did it start?

What are the things I like about him?

The images of memory are like a music box spinning, accompanied by soft background music. Each scene is filtered beautifully, with layers of blurred borders... all of them are images of that guy.