[My English] Winner in life

The chessboard is opened again.

They did not start a new chess game, but continued with that game. Half of the forty pieces had been lost, but the captured pieces did not appear on the table, and the lost pieces just happened to make it difficult to tell whether they had appeared. The situation is still evenly matched.

Dabi didn't take a closer look at it before, but at this moment he analyzed the chess game casually and realized that this is the end of the chessboard. The kings on both sides have entered the promotion zone where they cannot kill each other. There is really no value in continuing. Return to the position, and continue to move with the absurd ending chess piece.The infantry was not captured, perhaps there was an infantry general, and the positions of the pawns were too close.

"One son."

Taking advantage of this convenience, Dabi naturally took the piece at the first step. The repairer opened his hand to signal him to take the piece, and he held the wooden piece in his palm. When he spread it out again, only blue smoke flowed out. , and then blew another breath into the palm like blowing out the sparks at the beginning, and sent away the only wreckage of the dead son.

"Is this the rule?" Dabi said after finishing all this, "I didn't see any chess pieces on the table."

"That's right." The man replied, he probably gave a low laugh, his voice was compressed in the mask, leaving an illusion-like short sound: "Then, the same is true here."

He put his fingertips against the infantry, pushed forward one square, and captured the pawn that was there.His hand didn't stop because of this, his fingertips moved along the front of the chess, and landed on the chess that belonged to Dabi. the wound.

The repairer's movements stopped.Then came the wind.

The infantry dissipated under his fingers with a gust of wind, just like the chess piece swallowed by flames, only the wind was the proof of its death, and after briefly blowing the bangs of the two, this proof no longer existed. "Break it down," he said.

Dabi realized that this was the introduction of personality. He actually knew the general personality of the other party, but he only had a real face-to-face meeting when the other party was cut off, so he proposed to ask the other party to introduce it. But obviously there was no end to the introduction, he just nodded, and then took his second step.

If this is a normal chess game, there must be too much delay between the two good chess players, but this is a chessboard that has already been played. The infantry built everything, and even the choice of the previous step was not made by itself.

They circled back and forth only seven times, ate three pieces, and fell into a stalemate again. The kings who were in their original positions at the beginning of the game did not move each other by default, allowing the infantry to approach. Before turning into a deadlock, the repair master Put your finger on the piece that was eaten by Davi again.

"Break in," he said, with a clear, solid laugh. "Regroup."

This time Dabi saw clearly what the master was doing. The man didn't take off his gloves, but the cloth left his fingers.The chess piece that originally belonged to him generated wind under this seemingly harmless finger, but this time it did not disappear, but changed the color of the font, and when only one corner was touched, it spread like mist, and then silently Overlapped: but changed orientation.

"Haha, the only way to break in, right?"

"The introduction is over." The repairer answered another question, "The chess game is also over."

"Yes." Dabi replied, he withdrew his hand, watched the other party's gloves overlap again as if they hadn't disintegrated, and admitted without any entanglement, "I lost."

"Then, happy cooperation."