I, Zhongli, wander the world

The president of the Chess Club knew at the beginning of the campus festival that his event location was probably the most deserted in the audience.

It is neither a highly topical maid cafe nor an interactive project with strong entertainment. It is just a few card tables and a few chairs. In the active atmosphere of the campus festival, activities that require sitting are held. No matter how you look at it, there is a taste of inconsistent painting style.

But there is no way, why is the club full of nerds and nerds who have no special skills except playing chess?

The shogi club and Reversi club next door both have at least one or two masters!

"Don't be sad, President." A member patted the heartbroken President on the shoulder and comforted him, "When we recruit new recruits next year, we will recruit more well-rounded newcomers, and our association will definitely be able to organize better activities." !"

The president was even more sad when he heard the words, "But I will quit the company next year!"

This sentence was so sad that the kind member had no choice but to walk away with a sigh, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw a group of people around the chess table behind him, and there seemed to be two people playing chess in the middle.

"President! We're on fire!" The member slapped the president so excitedly that he jumped up.

The sudden screams came through the human wall, making Alice, who was eating skewers, involuntarily look back.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just a poor man who can't believe that his dream has come true." Edogawa Ranpo, who was sitting next to him, had already changed the snack in his hand from takoyaki to apple candy, biting It was such a joy.

Although there are people around who watch chess and people, but generally speaking, there are more people who watch chess.If the members of the chess club look more carefully, they will find that among the crowd around them, elderly men occupy the majority.

They are also the uncles of Chinatown.

Surrounded by Chinatown masters, Mori Ogai played chess calmly.

Before playing chess with Zhongli, it was either Huaguo chess or Go. In fact, Mori Owai, who was not very good at playing chess, was killed miserably. This time, he changed to the chess he is familiar with. Back and forth.

Then he watched helplessly as the chess pieces on the opposite side, which had been on the defensive all along, started to fight back, almost penetrating the pawn line to the rear.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhongli to be so proficient in chess." Mori Ogai gasped as if he had a toothache, and Alice next to him took a sip of the iced milk in his hand under his influence.

Zhong Li shook his head, "It's not proficient, just a little knowledge."

These humble words were not at all what Mori Ogai expected. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by a sudden loud noise in the distance.

"Oh." Mori Ogai looked at the direction of the loud noise through the pergola on the top, "It seems that they are busy this time."

Ogai Mori used the term "they" because of the crowd watching, but those who understand can understand.

"There are many capable people in Yokohama, and they have set up contingency plans in this regard, so we don't need to worry about it." Zhongli Bafeng said calmly, and reminded him in good time, "Mr. Mori, it's your turn next. "

Alice, who was frozen to the teeth by the milk, kicked Mori Ogai's chair leg angrily, "Don't change the subject, Rintaro!"

Mori Ogai had no choice but to turn his attention to the already bad chessboard.

In the other direction, Nakahara Nakahara, who had just smashed a hole in the ground with a dodge ball, was staring fiercely at the lively Osamu Dazai.

"Oh, Chuya, isn't your aim too bad? Isn't this a complete miss?" Osamu Dazai said arrogantly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, "Don't say it as if you hit me. Why, even after the training of the master, is your aim only at this level?"

The two quarreled tit-for-tat, and Suehiro Tieshang, who was watching the battle, said while eating: "This way, it can only be counted as a draw."

Tiaoye Caiju struggled to divert his attention from the box of freshly baked yokan with soy sauce on it—by the way, the soy sauce on it was what the yokan seller asked for from the okonomiyaki nearby—in his mouth He echoed and said, "I wanted to watch something more interesting...Since it's a draw, there's nothing I can do about it."

After hearing the words, Su Guang cast a glance at him, and said seriously: "But no matter what, you can't 'see' it."

Blind man Tiao Ye Caiju: "...you know, if you can't speak, you don't have to."

"Oh, I see, but I can talk."

"..."

The businessmen who had been shivering and hiding aside for a long time were afraid that the two would destroy the venue again, so they mustered up the courage to stamp the two drawers, and sent them out like a plague god.

As soon as they left the venue, the two went straight to the rock-paper-scissors booth facing the street under the eyes of a crowd of gods.

This is a simple and popular little game. The winning side hits the opponent's head with a hammer, and the losing side grabs a hard hat and puts it on their own head. The test is a reaction ability.

In the very beginning, Osamu Dazai relied on his calm mind to induce Nakahara Chuya to lose the boxing game many times, but the two sides' trained reaction abilities were equal, and they almost succeeded in hitting the head a few times.And after Zhongyuan Zhong also reacted in the later stage, the two sides won and lost in the boxing game, and they also failed to hit Osamu Dazai's head a few times.

The game fell into a stalemate again.

All this was seen by someone who happened to pass by.

"They just said that the match was witnessed by Mr. Zhongli." Ryunosuke Akutagawa said seriously.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was seriously thinking about what to eat next, suddenly returned his thoughts. A certain beast-like intuition made him subconsciously feel that something was wrong, but he still stammered: "Yes, yes."

In the next second, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's words confirmed his premonition: "Take advantage of this opportunity, let's fight, Atsushi!"

Atsushi Nakajima looked at his friend in horror, "Wait! Why do I want to duel with you all of a sudden!"

"If you want to call this a competition, that's fine." Ryunosuke Akutagawa nodded solemnly, with a very understanding attitude inside and outside the words.

"That's not the point!"

All in all, I finally sat on the chair in a daze.

The "battle" next to it has reached a fever pitch. The sound of the hammer head and the helmet colliding with each other made Atsushi Nakajima panic, while Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was facing him, had already started chanting "rock scissors" with his fists shaking. up.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was forced to die, shouted the word "cloth" and released the cloth, and the next second he saw that he had won, he picked up the hammer and hit it on Ryunosuke Akutagawa. With sharp eyes and hands, he quickly put on the helmet on his head.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke tossed off his helmet, "Again!"

Repeat this three times, and the lucky tiger wins all of them.

Atsushi Nakajima, who had won consecutive guesses, no longer dared to look up at Ryunosuke Akutagawa's face. After realizing that he had finally lost, he quickly put on his helmet. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was frightened by the huge shadow cast on the table. His face turned pale.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke controlled Rashomon and picked up all the hammers except Osamu Dazai's table!

"Calm down! Calm down!"

The loud noise that was no less than the dodgeball attack just now erupted at this moment.

"……Well."

Zhong Li's hand, which had been steadily catching the water balloon, shook slightly with the vibration of the ground, and the water balloon with patterns printed on it fell back into the pool with a "snap", causing a small splash.

"Ah, what a pity." Akutagawa Gin said disappointedly as he squatted aside and held his breath.

After playing a game with Mori Ogai, Zhongli took Edogawa Ranpo away from him and began to experience more interesting projects for detectives.

And I ran into Oda Sakunosuke who was here with older children to join in the fun.

Edogawa Ranbu passed the water polo forward, "I'll give this to Xiaoyin."

Akutagawa Gin's eyes sparkled, "Really?"

"Because Mr. Zhongli will catch new ones, it's okay to give this to Xiaoyin first!"

The two children were lively, Oda Sakunosuke said to Zhong Li with some worry: "Is it okay?"

"The so-called festival should be held in a lively manner. I think whether it is Chuya and the others or Ryunosuke and the others, there is a sense of propriety."

But the two adults next to us don't necessarily have a sense of proportion.

Oda Sakunosuke silently swallowed this sentence.After thinking about it, I felt that since Mr. Zhongli said so, it should be fine.

At the booth next to it, two people who were positioned by Oda Sakunosuke as adults without measure were holding guns in both hands, one was facing the game console on the target stand, and the other was pointing at each other's temples.

"China will also like this gift." Verlaine said with a smile, "So, sir, can I trouble you to bear the pain and give up?"

Shi Er, the Zen courtyard opposite, refused to budge, "My family Hui also likes it, but the word 'modesty' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

Zen Yuanhui raised his hand and said, "Father, I don't want it, but I can..."

"No, you can't."

Zen Yuanhui twisted her face and said nothing.

Rimbaud on the side smiled and said to Mrs. Chanyuan: "I'm sorry, madam, my friend has caused you trouble."

The madam of the Chanyuan smiled softly with her face propped up, "Where, it's my husband. I'm so sorry."

While apologizing, the two true parents didn't intend to stop it.

Zenyuan Hui and his mother, who couldn't bear it to the two adults, said, then turned around and wandered to find the Juju Elementary School group that was said to be hanging out in a haunted house.

The haunted house is some distance away, Zen Yuanhui secretly summoned the jade dog to run with him, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly felt a wave of familiar spell power.

"Teacher Xia You...?"

Zenyuanhui was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, she saw a group of elementary school students running towards the haunted house, led by the tired-faced Nanami Jianren and the grinning Haibara Yuo, followed by a princess holding Riko Misato Kuroi.

"Hui?!" Chanyuan Maki, who has excellent eyesight, saw Zenyuanhui standing in front of him at a glance, and then said loudly: "Don't be in a daze, get away from this area! Wu deliberately scared Teacher Xia You in the haunted house, and now I want to beat--"

At this moment, a huge curse spirit appeared on the roof of the haunted house, roaring deafeningly.

—Only those who can see it.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the curse spirit standing on the roof from a distance, and then looked back at Zenyuan Shier and Verlaine who had forgotten the game console and started a gunfight with plastic bullets, and said quite Buddhistly: "What you said Yes, it’s better to be lively.”

Listening to Oda Sakunosuke's emotion, Zhongli smashed the intact game console on the shelf with a single shot, handed it to Akutagawa Yin behind him, and motioned her to take it back to play with the children in the yard.

Then he shook his head, looked at the two adults who were fighting, and said with some emotion: "Where did this desire to compare for no reason come from?"