I, Zhongli, Wander the World

The president of the chess club knew from the beginning of the campus festival that his event location was probably the quietest in the audience.

It is neither a very topical maid cafe nor a highly entertaining interactive project. It is just a few card tables and a few chairs. Activities that require sit-downs are held in the lively atmosphere of the campus festival. No matter how you look at it, there is a taste that does not match the style of the painting.

But there's no way, who said that the club is full of otaku men and otaku girls who have no specialties except playing chess?

The shogi club and the Othello club next door have at least one or two masters!

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

The president was even more sad when he heard the words, "But I will retire from the club next year!"

This sentence was so grief-stricken that the kind-hearted member had to sigh and walk away, 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 in the middle who were playing chess.

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

A sudden scream came in through the human wall, causing Alice, who was eating skewers, to look back involuntarily.

"Don't worry about it, he's just a poor man who can't believe that his dream has come true." Edogawa Ranpo, who was sitting next to him, had already replaced the snack in his hand from takoyaki to apple candy, "click, click" Have fun.

Although there are people around who watch chess, some people watch chess, but in general, there are still more people watching chess. If the members of the chess club looked more closely, they would find that among the crowd around, the elderly men made up the majority.

They are also the uncles of Chinatown.

Ogai Mori, surrounded by Chinatown Uncle, played chess calmly.

Before playing chess with Zhong Li, it was either Huaguo Xiangqi or Go. In fact, Sen Ou, who was not very good at playing, was killed very badly. This time, he changed to the chess he was familiar with. He was confident that he could still kill the last one with Zhong Li. back and forth.

Then he watched helplessly as the opposing **** who had been on the defensive began to fight back, almost infiltrating the line of troops to the rear.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhong Li to be so proficient in chess." Mori Owai said with 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 bit."

These humble words were completely unexpected. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden loud noise in the distance.

"Oh." Mori Owai cast his gaze in the direction of the loud noise through the pergola on the top, "It seems that they are busy this time."

Because of the uncles watching, Mori Owai used the term "they", but those who understand can understand it naturally.

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

Alice, who was frozen to her teeth by the milk, kicked Mori Ogai's chair leg in an angry manner, "Don't change the subject, Lintaro!"

Mori Ogai had no choice but to focus his attention on the already bad board again.

In the other direction, Zhongyuan Zhong, who had just smashed a hole in the field with the dodge ball, was also staring at Osamu Dazai who was jumping around.

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

Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his eyes, "Don't say it as if you hit me. Why, even after Mr.'s training, is your accuracy level only at this level?"

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

Jono Caiju struggled to take his attention away from the freshly baked yokan dipping sauce—by the way, the soy sauce on top was ordered by the yokan seller who temporarily asked for the okonomiyaki next to him—and he murmured. Said: "I originally wanted to watch something more interesting... Since it is a draw, there is no way."

Suehiro Tiechang glanced at him after hearing the words, and said seriously, "But you can't 'see' it no matter what."

Blind Tiaoye Caiju: "...You know, if you can't speak, you can leave it alone."

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

"…"

The merchants who had been shivering and hid for a long time were afraid that the two would destroy the venue again, so they gathered up the courage to stamp the seals for the two draws, and sent them out like a plague god.

As soon as they stepped out of the venue, the two went straight to the rock-paper-scissors booth facing the street under the eyes of the 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 helmet and puts it on his head. The test is a reaction ability.

In the beginning, Dazai Osamu used his calm mental ability to induce Zhongyuan Zhong to lose the boxing game many times. And after the Central Plains also reacted in the later period, the two sides won and lost even in boxing, and they also failed to hit Dazai Osamu a few times.

The game was at a stalemate again.

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

"They said just now that this match was witnessed by Mr. Zhongli." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said solemnly.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was thinking about what to eat next, suddenly returned to the cage. Some kind of wild intuition made him subconsciously feel bad, but he still stammered: "Yes, yes."

In the next second, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's words confirmed his hunch: "Take this opportunity to duel, Atsushi!"

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

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

"That's not the point!"

All in all, I ended up sitting in a chair in a daze.

The "battle" next to him had already reached a fever pitch. The sound of the hammer head and the helmet hitting the "boom blah blah blah" made Atsushi Nakajima panic in his heart, while Akutagawa Ryunosuke had already started shaking his fist and said "rock scissors". .

Nakajima Atsushi, who was driven to a dead end, shouted the word "cloth" out of the cloth, and the next second he saw that he had won, he picked up the hammer and knocked it on Akutagawa Ryunosuke. Quickly put on the hard hat on the head.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke threw his helmet, "Come again!"

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

Atsushi Nakajima, who had won consecutive guesses, no longer dared to look up at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face. After realizing that he had finally lost, he quickly put on his helmet and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when 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 on the table except Osamu Dazai!

"Calm down! Calm down!"

No less than the loud noise of the dodge ball attack just now broke out at this moment.

"…Well."

Zhong Li's hand that was stably catching the water balloon trembled slightly with the vibration of the earth, and the water balloon printed with the pattern slammed back into the pool with a bang, splashing a small amount of water.

"Ah, what a pity." Akutagawa Gin, who was squatting aside and holding his breath, said disappointedly.

After playing a game with Mori Ogai, Zhongli took Edogawa Ranpo away from him and began to experience the projects that the detective was more interested in.

And came across Oda Sakunosuke, who was here with an older child to join in the fun.

Edogawa Ranbu handed the water polo forward, "I'll give this to Xiao Yin."

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 Zhongli with some anxiety: "Is it okay?"

"The so-called festival is to be held in a lively manner. I think whether it is Zhongya and the others, or Ryunosuke, they all have their own measures."

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

Oda Sakanosuke silently swallowed those words. After thinking about it, I felt that since Mr. Zhongli said so, it should be no problem.

In the booth next to it, two people who were positioned as disproportionate adults by Oda Sakanosuke were holding guns in both hands, one was facing the game console on the target, and the other was pointing at each other's temples.

"Zhong will also like this gift." Verlaine said with a smile, "so this gentleman, can I trouble you to give up your love?"

The Zen courtyard opposite Jin Er refused to give in, "My family Hui also likes it. There is no word 'modesty' in my dictionary."

Chanyuan Hui raised his hand and said, "Dad, I don't really need it..."

"No, you can't."

Chanyuan Megumi frowned and said nothing.

Rimbaud, who was beside him, smiled and said to the lady of the temple: "I'm sorry, ma'am, my friend has caused you trouble."

The lady of the Chanyuan held her face and smiled softly, "Where, my husband is, I'm really sorry."

Speaking of apology, the two real parents did not intend to stop them.

After saying a word to the two adults, Zenyuan Megumi and her mother turned around and strolled to find the magic elementary school group who was said to be hanging out in the haunted house.

The haunted house is a long way from here, and Chanyuan Hui secretly summoned the jade dog to run with him. When he was about to approach, he suddenly felt a familiar wave of magic power.

"Teacher Xia You...?"

Chanyuan Megumi was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, she saw a group of elementary school students at the haunted house, led by the tired Nankai Jian and the smiling Haihara Yu, and followed a princess to hug Tianliko. Kuroi Miri.

"Mei?!" Chanyuan Maki, who has excellent eyesight, saw the Chanyuan Megumi standing in front of him at a glance, and then loudly said: "Don't be in a daze, get out of this area! Wu deliberately scare Xia You teacher in the haunted house, and now I have to beat-"

At this moment, a huge curse spirit appeared on the roof of the haunted house, making a deafening roar.

- Only those who can see.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the curse spirit standing on the roof from a distance, and then turned to look at the Zenyuan Shier and Verlaine who had forgotten about the game console and started to play gunfights with plastic bullets, and said quite Buddhistly: "You said Yes, it's good to be lively."

Zhongli listened to Oda Sakunosuke's sigh, and shot the game console that was intact on the shelf, and handed it to Akutagawa Gin behind him, motioning her to take it back to play with the children in the courtyard.

Then he shook his head, also looked at the two adults who were fighting, and said with some emotion: "Where does this unprovoked comparison come from?"