How rude, we are pure love!

"I accidentally walked outside just now, and I noticed that he was still there. He even glanced at me. Is he planning to follow me after I get off work?"

"Um……"

"Tell me, should I call the police if this continues?"

Boys must protect themselves when they go out.

Seeing that things were heading towards the dangerous direction of his father being sent to the police station, Banaijian quickly interrupted him:

"Tell me, maybe he just admires you! It's like a senior looking at a junior!"

"If you have seen the look in his eyes, you won't think so. It's definitely not just pure admiration. It's mixed with subtle hostility and gloominess... He is definitely a pervert!" Qingye was absolutely certain.

Banaijian pressed his aching forehead with a snap and felt that he needed to use some strength.

*

"So...the next opponent you mentioned last time is Asagumo-san?"

Qingye looked up at the girl in front of him.

In the intoxicating afternoon sunlight, the literary girl's forehead reflected a faint light, and her eyebrows and eyes were soft. It was the legendary agent Chihaya Asagumo.

"When my classmates came looking for me, I was a little startled..."

Chaoyun sat by the window, sipping his orange juice gently, his smile reminiscent of a dandelion. "But I've always wanted to find a chance to meet Seino-kun, and playing shogi is a good way to do it."

"Student Chaoyun knows how to play chess?" Qingye brought a cup of iced barley tea.

"I usually have a little exchange with the elders at home..." The girl was very modest.

Qingye nodded, his hands itching to make money.

The chess game begins again.

On the side, special teacher Banaijian looked at the chessboard from time to time, and looked at the two people from time to time - inviting Chaoyun was a well-considered action, and she felt there was no problem because she was there!

"Mr. Qingye, do you like reading books?" Chao Yun calmly advanced with infantry and took the initiative to open the topic.

"I often read some miscellaneous books." Qingye quietly began to plan.

"What kind of books do you like to read? Tanka? We might unexpectedly like the same book."

Chaoyun's tone was like that of an older sister, and this was actually the truth - she knew that the techniques and tanka for burning salt lemon were all taught by Qingye.

He mentioned a few book titles, and the literary girl unexpectedly answered them all and gave a unique understanding.

The atmosphere gradually improved, and the situation on the chessboard became more intense. Chao Yun attacked with a gentle offensive, saying calmly:

"Kiyano-kun, I'm a little curious about how boys generally view their childhood sweethearts."

After witnessing the affection between her childhood sweethearts that day, she had lingering emotions in her heart.

This was the result of her impulsive actions, and she couldn't tell anyone about it... Perhaps because Qingye was a stranger to her and had intervened in the relationship between the three of them from a peculiar angle, she only felt that she could confide in this little boy.

"The king's way." Qingye looked at the chessboard with a serious expression. "After school, I ran to the classroom door and waited for you to go home together. You are so well-behaved, charming, innocent and beautiful. Who wouldn't want a childhood sweetheart like you?"

"Guo, it really is like this..."

Looking up at the forced smile of the Sky-drop System, Qingye quickly added:

"Childhood sweethearts have their own advantages, and so does a gift from heaven. There's no need to specifically compare them...most boys probably feel this way."

Of course, 8K and 4K are excluded.

Although he is now a 4K fan.

"Well, if Kiyono-kun was the protagonist of a light novel who was confessed to, which one would you prioritize, your own feelings or the heroine's feelings?" Chaoyun said softly, stroking the patterns on the chess piece, Keima.

"I do not know."

Kiyono wisely avoided this option and looked up at the literary girl. "Asagumo-san is very gentle."

"Eh? Why do you say that?" Chao Yun tilted her head slightly, and her soft black hair tilted along with it.

"Because you're wondering if your actions were solely about yourself, without considering those two people. It seems to me that your attitude is like you're trying to take responsibility for other people's feelings as well."

Qingye put down the chess piece in his hand, drank a sip of tea, and continued:

"If you like someone, just say it out loud. It's not mean, it's strong... That's what I think."

As he spoke, he glanced at Banaijian beside him.

“So there’s this kind of opinion…”

Chao Yun looked at him, her eyes moist and shining, and the dust accumulated in her heart was slowly wiped away.

"Kiyano-kun looks like a younger brother, but he gives people a very reliable feeling." She moved the chess piece gently, her thoughts still clear.

Ba Nai's eyes fixed, and he noticed something was wrong.

Did those lines just now... increase your favorability?

As they talked, the outcome of the first game was decided.

Qing Ye was defeated.

She was obviously distracted... Qingye was a little depressed. If Banaijian was at the level of a novice instructor, then Chaoyun was obviously the first boss encountered after leaving the novice village. Even she couldn't beat him. It was really hard to get these 50,000!

*

Continuous special training.

Finally, in the 21st game after 20 consecutive losses, he won his first victory!

At the moment of victory, Qingye lay on the chair, took a deep breath, and sighed:

"It was a hard-fought victory."

“That’s really amazing.”

As Chihaya Asagumo looked at Qingye who was making continuous progress with the corners of his lips raised, and subconsciously pursed her lips to reveal a gentle smile. Then she stood up, stretched out her hand, and touched his head. Yanaijian next to her gave her a subtle look, and at this time, she realized something belatedly and slowly withdrew her hand.

"Ah... I don't know why, but looking at Kiyono-kun makes me feel like I'm looking at a younger brother. Maybe it's because of our age?"

The literary girl blinked, her tone and expression as natural as water.

"Why do everyone like to be an older sister..." Qingye didn't understand.

"Then I'll go home today. We'll play chess again next time. Then, classmate Banaijie can come along." Chaoyun Chihaya picked up her schoolbag. It was almost time for the store to open.

The three of them waved goodbye.

After Chao Yun left, Banaijian also showed an expression as if it was over, and gave him a thumbs up with a smile.

"It feels great. Now Qingye-kun will definitely be able to convey his feelings!"

So what exactly do you want to convey?

Although he didn't quite understand, the atmosphere was so good that Qingye still smiled brightly.

*

The smile disappeared.

"...Why does the competition have to be held at your house?" Qingye looked at the entrance and living room in front of him, which were so familiar that they were second only to the Internet cafe, and turned to look at Banaijian indifferently.

"This, this is the last formidable opponent I've prepared for you. If you defeat him, you'll definitely win the championship!"

Seeing that he was avoiding her gaze, Banai simply pushed him on the back and pushed him in.

In the living room, there was already a demon waiting.

This person is...

"So this is your father?" The moment Qingye saw the handsome uncle's face, his heart was in turmoil and lightning flashed through his mind.

Connected.

All connected.

Why did this uncle keep staring at me, why did he have such a complicated look in his eyes, why did he give me a feeling of danger and I didn't want to get close to him - the last point might be an overthinking.

Qingye Lingbing turned his head and whispered in Yanaijian's ear with gritted teeth, "What the hell is going on?!"

"Oh, it's for your own good." The girl smiled innocently.

Qingye turned his head again and smiled cheerfully: "Nice to meet you again...Uncle, I think you may have misunderstood something."

The man in a well-tailored suit raised his eyebrows: "Huh? What did I misunderstand?"

"Ms. Banaijian and I are just close friends..."

Qingye's mouth twitched. He was sure of this, but how to explain such a thing?

"So we're just close friends. Don't just stand there. Sit down." The old father seemed enthusiastic. "Have some water. We still have three hundred rounds of battle to go."

This is supposed to be about playing chess, right? It shouldn't be about a real-life duel, right?

Since he is Banaijian's father, he can't treat him as a perverted uncle. He hasn't been to this uncle's house for the past two months, and he has been eating his meals for free - Qingye responded, sat down politely, and gulped down a big gulp of water.

"Little brother, what are your hobbies?" The man glanced at his daughter and asked slowly.

"Just reading books, playing chess and so on." Qingye answered truthfully. He had just been forced to play chess by Banaijian in the past few days.

"Huh? You're a passionate young man, don't you have some hobbies that teenagers should have? Like gaming, clubbing, nightlife, making friends with the opposite sex... It's okay, it's all understandable."

"I'm just reading a book..."

Qingye paused and added emotionlessly, "I don't have the money to go to these places."

This is a decisive blow.

The old father's sinister face froze instantly. He felt the piercing gazes from his daughter and wife - this made him feel a little guilty and a little helpless. Between outsiders and himself, you actually don't support the head of the family?

He coughed twice and very deliberately changed the subject. "Come on, Qingye-kun, you're here to play chess today, right? Let's play chess. You want to play shogi because you admire my chess skills, right? If you can beat me in just a few days, I might consider it."

——What's that?! And who are you? Who admires you?

Qingye was stunned. He always felt that Ba Nai had seen this girl instill some incredible information into his father.

No matter what, he could only sit opposite her on the sofa.

The chessboard has already been set.

The wooden chessboard gleamed with a textured color under the light, and the edges were slightly worn. It was obvious that it was an item that had been used for many years and was well maintained. He also knew how Banaijian had developed his chess skills.

The blue-haired girl also quietly came over.

Qingye didn't think too much about it, nor did he care about what the uncle said - he felt that it was not as good as the 50,000 yen!

"Let's fight with all our might, putting our dignity as men at stake." The old father was very excited, with a look of frustration outside the game but recovery within.

Qingye slowly pushed the infantry forward with a serious expression. The difficulty of this big boss was indeed not comparable to that of Banaijian and Chaoyun before.

The man made his move naturally, his expression gentle and mellow, showing the nature of a kind and benevolent elder.

But...Huh? Is this just my imagination?

I feel that I am not as good as Emperor Chaoyun.

The game gradually entered the middle stage, with crisp sounds of pieces being dropped. The uncle's king made a crisp sound at the 9th position and was sandwiched between Kiyono's Keima - it happened that Yanami had finished eating a Taiyaki and casually stuck the bamboo stick in the middle of the chessboard.

"This ghost-killing tactic was taught by Master Yanaijian himself."

"Teacher? Xingcai, you actually taught him all our secret techniques? How many times did you play chess secretly?" The old father was so frightened that he even forgot to take away the bamboo sticks.

Qingye said nothing and just chased after him.

The crisscross chessboard is filled with densely packed chess pieces, intertwined with each other. The infantry are charging bravely, the gold general and the silver general are fighting each other, the king is sitting on the clouds, and both sides are sitting quietly in front of the chessboard, each in a state of deep thought. The scene is extremely solemn.

Da, da, da, the pieces fall crisply;

Knock, knock, knock, in the kitchen, mom is preparing dinner;

The subtle hum of the air conditioner serves as background music;

Dad, mom, myself, that person.