[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

Simply attracted by beautiful and pure things, the black-haired boy slowly walked over there, trying his best not to disturb the other party.

Atobe Keigo was silent for a while, and followed curiously.

Although human beings have instinctive hesitation and resistance to the unknown, the silver-gray boy still stepped forward.

The man with long purple hair never took his eyes off the chessboard. His gray-blue eyes were shining brightly under the long eyelashes, like the whole star, which was incredibly beautiful.

"...you can play Go?"

Atobe Keigo walked to the position behind the black-haired boy, lowered his voice, and said in a volume that did not disturb the chess players and spectators.

He glanced lightly at the man with the long purple hair who was dressed similar to the Heian-kyo period. Even if he stood like this, the tranquility of Guicheng vaguely revealed could not be concealed.

Under the cherry tree, pink and white flowers and leaves were falling, and the man just stood there quietly without saying anything.

Hanyu Kazuo managed to look away from the man with purple long hair, and shook his head slightly after hearing Keigo Atobe's question.

"I do not know."

"..."

The boy with silver-gray hair didn't know what to say, but he stayed with him and watched.

This move is not because it is difficult to play, the man seems to be seriously thinking about how to guide the opponent.He was not in a hurry to end the game, and played slowly, close to his opponent's strength.

Guide chess is general.

Keigo Atobe is not very proficient in Go, but generally he can understand it.

The man was directing the young boy to play chess, his voice was clear and gurgling, like flowing water, more precisely, it was the collision of jade and stone.

The silver-gray haired boy's eyes became darker and darker. Originally, he just accompanied the black-haired boy here, but he was really attracted by their chess game unconsciously.

The roundness of the sunspots and the whiteness of the whites, as well as the firmness of the crisp fallings, are shocking and have an indescribable sense of mystery.

Hanyu Kazuo just noticed that the aura of this man is not as gloomy and treacherous as other ghosts, but clear and bright like a water lake.

After the round was over, Hanyu realized how long he had been standing here unknowingly.

Subconsciously, he lowered his eyes to the back, and found that the silver-gray boy's eyes were fixed on the chessboard just finished, as if he was thinking about something.

"... Xiu Ce."

Atobe Keigo said so lightly, his blue eyes were deep and whirlpool-like.

The voice was neither loud nor low, but it was so close that not only Hanyu Kazuo heard it, but the man with purple hair and the boy with black hair mixed with gold also looked back at Keigo Atobe.

The young boy was not very familiar with Xiu Ce, but he had heard Fujiwara Saori say it, so he reacted subconsciously.

And for the purple-haired man, Honinbo Shusaku is a very important existence.

"Atobe-kun..."

Originally, it was just to take a look, but because I was curious and attracted to such a pure soul, I went forward.

Although the black-haired boy was puzzled by the fact that such a pure soul that should have become a Buddha long ago was still in this world, he knew that this was beyond his control.

Cause and effect in the world have their cycles.

"...I'm sorry, I just blurted out just now."

The silver-gray boy noticed that Hanyu Kazuo didn't want to have too much communication with that man, probably because he was a bystander, and no one could interfere with the two worlds of yin and yang.

He lowered his eyes like this, pretending not to see Sakai Fujiwara, watching the little boy and saying in a low voice.

Kondo Hikari hesitated for a while, then shook his head to show that he didn't mind, and for some reason, probably because of the air pressure of Keigo Atobe himself, he was even a little nervous.

Kazuki Hanyu pursed his lips and stepped forward, then gently grabbed the silver-gray boy's wrist, nodded towards Hikaru Kondo, and then prepared to leave.

Atobe Keigo glanced lightly at the wrist grasped by the boy's well-articulated hand. The warm touch on it was delicate, with a color like falling snow, and there was an indescribable beauty with the pink and white flowers and leaves at this time. .

"that……"

Seeing the black-haired boy and the others were about to leave, Sawei Fujiwara behind him asked something, so he stopped them.

The black-haired boy paused in his footsteps. It was this simple conditioned reflex that Atobe Keigo saw in his eyes, and he couldn't hold back the corners of his lips.

Kazuki Hanyu, who wanted to act as if she hadn't seen anything, was immediately exposed.

Sure enough, a little stupid.

It's cute, though.

Hanyu Kazuki's body froze. At this time, such an obvious pause and wanting to pretend that nothing happened was extremely challenging for the black-haired boy.

In the end, he was still crying because of his stupidity, and he didn't know whether to bite the bullet and go or turn back.

"You...you can see me, can't you?"

When the purple-haired man said this, although there was some hesitation in his tone, most of them were in the affirmative.

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"Sorry, I can see you, but I didn't ignore what you mean..."

Hanyu Kazuki explained in such a panic that he was afraid that Sato Fujiwara might misunderstand.

"I just don't want to bother you..."

Atobe Keigo looked at the nervous look of the black-haired boy, his blue eyes flickered, and then he walked up to look up at the man with long purple hair.

"So, Fujiwara-kun... are you a chess player from the Heian-kyo period?"

Just now the two sides had some basic understanding, but the doubts lingering in Keigo Atobe's heart still remained.

"um, yes."

Fujiwara nodded, the breath on the man's body was extraordinarily peaceful when he wasn't playing chess, unlike before when he was playing chess in the quietness with a hidden edge.

There was a serious expression on his handsome fair face.

The reason why he subconsciously called Hanyu Kazuo and the others was because he heard... Xiu Ce's name.

This is the first time in such a long time that someone has found the shadow of himself in his chess, instead of just turning his attention to Kondo Hikaru.

It is true that he saw himself through the chess game.

"Ah, although it may be presumptuous to ask, this is not what I mean by questioning you..."

As the silver-gray-haired boy said so, he raised his hand and gently tapped the tear mole under the corner of his eye, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the color flowing inside was gloomy and treacherous.

The atmosphere also became quiet at this time.

The black-haired boy didn't know why Keigo Atobe said this at this time, but he didn't say anything, but just looked at him, just like Hikaru Kondo, with doubts in his eyes.

"...The chess players in Heianjing, why did they play Xiuce's set style?"

Oh no, it's no longer simply following Shusaku's formula, it's almost like Honinbo Shusaku himself.

Fujiwara Sawei was stunned for a moment, then his eyes dimmed after he remembered something.

"...Because I am him..."

It's not that I am him, but that every move and every move in his chess has his shadow.

It's just that no one knows.

Hanyu Kazuo listened carefully to the purple-haired man's words, and gradually understood the reason.

The reason why a man is unwilling to become a Buddha after death is only because of the unfinished obsession in his heart.

God's hand.

"...I just, still want to play chess, always, always..."

Fujiwara Sawei said so, his voice was very low, the emotions inside were suppressed, he lowered his eyebrows, his gray-blue eyes were deep, and under the long eyelashes, a shadow fell, covering up some emotions.

But the black-haired boy can clearly feel how deep his obsession is through the fluctuation of his soul.

"...However, the soul does not belong to this world, so for you if you go on like this..."

Hanyu Kazuki pursed her lips, wanting to persuade Fujiwara Sakai a little bit, but she stopped talking halfway.

The soul is beyond the other side, where they live, and here is the opposite of them, if they stay for a long time, they will be annihilated.

Eternal life cannot be reincarnated.

However, it is extremely absurd to just use a few words to make the other party let go of the obsession that has spanned thousands of years.

It was the first time for Hikaru Kondo to hear Sawei Fujiwara being so disappointed and expressing his wishes so strongly.

Go, is it really so hard to let go?

The little boy's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked himself this question.However, after such a question, he slowly got an answer in his heart.

This also became the germination of the choice that would change his life later.

"I know……"

He pursed his lips so lightly towards the black-haired boy, his clear and beautiful smile contrasted with the cherry blossoms falling at this time, like a picture scroll.

What he said was very flat and very quiet.

The originally profound and unimaginable consequences seemed to have become insignificant in the man's smiling eyes at this moment.

At this moment, the black-haired boy realized how superfluous his words were.

The man in front of him knows everything.

He could feel something slowly passing away in his body, and he knew everything about what he did, his obsession, and the consequences of his stay in this world.

Atobe Keigo's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes fell on the black-haired boy with a gloomy look.

Hanyu Kazuo was stunned, staring at Fujiwara Sakai, finally relieved, his brows and eyes gradually softened.

Yes, this is his obsession.

That is unending.

Even though I figured it out so clearly,...it was still uncomfortable to suffocate.