Cherish the time

"If you ask who is the greatest player in the history of Go...all of them will give you the same answer."

"The Chess God of Heisei—Shindo Hikaru!"

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"Abe-kun! ”The soul named Fujiwara Sakai leaned against the corner with a terrified expression, “What are these! 』

Abe Akiha didn't even look at him, took the schoolbag from the paper shikigami, put it on her back and opened the door.

"Wait for me, Abe-kun QAQ! 』Zuo Wei ran and followed with tears in his eyes.

Sakai Fujiwara, a shogi player from the Heian era, returned to the world for the third time after parting with Hikaru Shinto and experiencing 200 years of silence.

This time, the boy who awakened him was a genius onmyoji, the star of hope for the next generation of the Abe clan.

...Looking at such a title, one can tell that he doesn't have much pursuit of God's hand...

Zuo Wei has been working hard for many days, and the only progress is getting Abe to give up and drive him away from his side.

"very noisy."

——This is the sentence that Abe has said the most to Zuo Wei since Zuo Wei possessed Abe Akiba.

Kyoto in [-].

There is light snow in the sky.

Fine snow accumulated on the ground, and it crackled when stepped on.

Abe Akiba took a long breath, and a cloud of white mist immediately appeared in front of him.

"It's cold..." He muttered, and wrapped the scarf around his neck a little tighter.

"It's all because Abe-kun didn't dress well..." Zuoi whispered as he trailed behind.

"..." Abe Akiba continued to walk forward step by step without looking back.

"Eh!Abe-kun!You see you see!There is a Go club there! ’ He excitedly pointed to a signboard of a clubhouse on the street, his eyes filled with hope, ‘Let’s play a game of chess! 』

"...can you shut up. 』Abe Akiba scolded a little irritably, and made a beautiful knot with his left hand.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Fujiwara immediately withdrew his hand and followed behind him limply.

Another day without Go.

Fujiwara Sawei slowly followed behind Abe Akiba, walking back on the traces of melting snow.

"Abe-kun..." he said suddenly, his tone was very weak, "...why was it... Abe-kun who woke me up? 』

In the more than two months after waking up, he asked himself this question countless times.

But this is the first time that it has been made public.

Abe Akiha didn't even turn her head, "I don't know. 』

This is indeed Abe Akiba's due response.

So the soul in the black crown and white clothes sighed softly, and the steps under his feet became more and more heavy.

In the next half month, Abe Akiba and Fujiwara Sami were still strangers.

Just when Zuo Wei thought that he was going to disappear in silence, he heard a voice.

It was the voice of a young man, with the feeling of swallowing food, vaguely sounded not far behind him.

——"Hmph! Hikari Shinto is a liar!"

"What kind of chess genius, amazing skills, Pingcheng chess god..."

"Those who can praise him to the sky don't have to think about it! How old is he! How could he play such a good chess!"

"If you want me to say, those chess games were not played by him at all!"

"Mitsu Shinto is the biggest liar in the history of Go!"

Abe Akiba's movements suddenly paused.

He looked at that annoying guy named Fujiwara Sakai calmly.

I saw the opponent's chest rising and falling, and the folding fan held by the right hand was about to be broken.

—Are you... so angry?

Angry enough...to the point where it affected his emotions.

Abe Akiba put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

If you have this level of obsession, you can listen to what he wants.

"You want to teach them a lesson? 』This is the first time that Abe Akiha took the initiative to talk to him.

"think. ’ Zuo Wei replied subconsciously.

Then Abe Akiba stood up and walked straight to the group of people who were talking cheerfully.

"Shut up." He said this, the voice was not loud, but it really reached everyone's ears.

"Who are you?" The leading boy frowned and asked, "If I disturbed you, then we apologize, but your words are too rude."

"Don't apologize to me," he said in a dull tone, no matter how it sounded like he was looking for faults, "Apologize to Hito Shinto."

"What?" The man immediately became unhappy, "Who the hell are you? Hikari's grandson? I think he's a liar, can you control him?"

"It doesn't matter." He paused for a moment, and seeing the sneering expressions on the faces of the group of people, he breathed out the second part of the sentence, "But I want to care."

"Whether it's Go or fighting, just let the horse come over."

"Unless you apologize to Hikari Shinto, don't think about leaving the building."

"I do what I say."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, covering those four guys tightly.

Fujiwara Sawei stood on the other side in a daze, not quite understanding why this person's attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

Just when he was in a daze, the four people who were overwhelmed were easily subdued by Abe Akiba, and then shiveringly, he threw them back on their seats.

"Didn't you just say," he looked at one of them, his dark eyes revealing no emotion, "—'If it were you, you would definitely not lose to that guy'...?"

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" The four of them were beaten up for no reason, and the anger in their hearts had already accumulated to the highest point, "We're just talking casually! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"I just hit it casually." He clapped his hands calmly, as if he accidentally got some dust somewhere, "My father said that a guy like this who doesn't respect the dead will be killed when he meets one. Hit one until they know they are wrong."

Four people: ...

He walked to the table where the four of them were, dragged a stool and sat down, "So now, are you willing to apologize?"

The four apologized to Abe like quails, and then left in despair.

The black-haired boy sat there quietly, his thin back looked extraordinarily tall in the already empty restaurant.

Zuo Wei walked over with some hesitation.

"You smell like a living soul." Abe said without waiting for him to ask a question, "My cultivation is still shallow, so I shouldn't be involved in such karma."

"But the obsession in your heart is pure and solid, and the anger just now even affected my emotions."

"I suddenly became interested in listening to it."

"Now, you can choose to tell me everything, or later."

After waiting for a quarter of a year, he finally got this opportunity for face-to-face communication. Zuo Wei briefly described his experience without any hesitation.

While listening, Abe tapped the table with the fingers of his right hand.

After the stories of the possession of the two generations have been told, the soft sound of "dong", "dong" and "dong" still did not stop.

Zuo Wei nervously awaited his verdict.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

"Boom"... "Boom"...

"Boom--".

The rhythm of the tapping gradually slowed down, and finally ended with a crisp thump.

"I don't want to play chess."

Abe Akiba said so, her voice was cold and unwavering.

"..." Zuo Wei lowered his head sadly.

"However, I can give you a body and let you play chess by yourself."

"—As a price, you will not be able to continue to exist for more than 20 years."

Hearing his words, Zuo Wei's eyes gradually lit up.

"...would you like to?" he asked calmly, his tone as dull as ever.

But to Zuo Wei's ears, it was like a sound of nature that he had never heard before.

"—Of course I would! 』

As soon as Abe's voice fell, he said loudly without hesitation.

He even felt the heart that he had lost long ago——

Once again—

In his chest—

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