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Sakura sat cross-legged on the edge of the small pool, her eyes moving with the koi swimming in the pool, but her mind was on the old and young people talking across from her.

"Kuna isn't going to come back?" A black piece was dropped, and Sanada String Uem's head was opened without raising his head.

"Ah," Fujiwara replied lightly, his hand twisting a white piece from the chessboard and landing on the corner, "not yet." ”

"Yes." Sanada String Uem's protégé exhaled deeply, and the hand in his wide sleeve moved, which seemed to be a unique action when he was thinking, and then, raising his shoulder, the chess piece in his hand fell on Nakamoto's position. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at the young man sitting beside Fujiwara, who was sitting in a regular manner, his face was flat, neither humble nor arrogant.

Sure enough, it's a child of the trace family.

Retracting his gaze, Sanada String Emon lowered his eyelids, "Keigo boy, why did you come to Kanagawa?" After a pause, he said, "I remember, that old guy is looking for a partner for you." Although the words were teasing words, when they came out of Sanada's mouth and were tainted with a hint of slaughter, "Kuna, sit down." ”

Fujiwara was stunned, his heart was inexplicably heavy, and he saw that his grandfather wanted to say something but couldn't say it, so he just bowed, stood up and retreated to the back and knelt down.

There was a pause in the trace, and Sanada's words came so suddenly that he couldn't react a little. However, after thinking about his words for a while, he nodded slightly, "Grandfather, he does some things that are not gorgeous, but ......" glanced at Fujiwara, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "My business, naturally, is up to me." ”

"Don't be ashamed." The tone was light, without any blame or dissatisfaction, but it was this tone that couldn't be lighter, giving people a sense of insignificance, as if all possibilities were in his hands. "That's it," he waved his hand slightly, and there was a smile of enmity, "You can play chess with me." ”

Hearing this, a stunned look crossed the eyes of the traces, this is the old man, Sanada String Uemon, an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of war for fifty years to the prosperity of the twenty years, because he knows that peace is not easy to come by, so the constraints imposed on his children and grandchildren will not be too heavy, everything is fine, he is relieved.

"Ah, I'm glad to accompany you." Jibu nodded slightly, then got up and sat down in the seat that Fujiwara had just given up.

"The kid...... It's familiar. In the middle of the fall, Sanada String Emon suddenly opened, and his gaze never moved. Neither did the trace, because he knew that he was not being asked about it.

Fujiwara turned his head to look at Sakuraichi, who was sitting on the edge of the small pond, and then said seriously: "The child brought by Fuji Senpai is about a year old. ”

"Noji," Sanada lowered his eyelids, the chess pieces flipped between his fingers, "Edogawa, that kid didn't come with you?" ”

"She went to the United States..... Probably will be back tomorrow. ”

"That's it," dropped the chess pieces, watching the sunspots surround the white sons, Sanada Fanshi's breath was calm, and he said unhurriedly: "Next time, bring her to play chess with me, people are old, and they don't want to go out." ”

“HAI！”

Listening to Fujiwara's words, the trace twisted the chess with his right hand, looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and then dropped the chess pieces and pushed forward three squares.

Secretly impacted.

Sanada glanced at the trace department and did not speak. This kid is a bold and careful man.

Thinking, holding the sunspot in his hand, he laid out a plan.

Da~

The sound of the collision between the chess pieces and the expectation sounded, crisp, but it implied the meaning of strangulation.

Puff tom ~

The fish in the small pond jumped out, drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fell back into the pool, causing ripples to disperse in all directions, scattering the reflection of Sakuraichi on the surface of the water.

Narrowing his eyelids, Sakuraichi withdrew his gaze that fell on Sanada Fanshi. It can be seen that he has already seen that the trace department has thoughts about Fujiwara, and he is just a little awkwardly dissatisfied, but why did he ask Fujiwara to bring her.....

Jingle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A crisp and mellow bell rang suddenly, illusory and ethereal, as if it had come from a distant heavenly kingdom, piled up little by little, with a faint bewitchment, shallow and crisp touching the earstrings.

Jingle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It seems to be close to the ear, real but difficult to touch, as pleasant as a breeze blowing, like the sound of the piano, mixed with the slightest temptation, teasing her heart has been silent for a long time

Stand up and tilt your head to look at the source of the sound. The wind, blowing quietly, bloomed in the air with the crisp sound of the bell, and then, little by little, disappeared, waiting for the next wave to come.

So familiar.......

Jingle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The beautiful bell sounded again, piling up and floating like a tidal wave. The hair is gently brushed by the wind, occasionally touching the cheeks, sliding down the gradient arc. His dark red eyes looked in the direction of the voice, and he moved his feet and walked towards the east.

"Nana, Sanada Sanada," Shoko tugged at the corner of Sanada's clothes, and when he looked at himself, he smacked the lollipop a few times: "When will the deputy minister finish talking to Grandpa Sanada?" ”

"Wait." Sanada reached out and pinned her hair to the side of her face, "It'll be over in a while." Whatever you want to eat, I'll get it for you. ”

Shoko happily rubbed Sanada's palm with her head, "Cake, cake, I want to eat cake, I want strawberry flavor." ”

"I'm going to eat it too!" Kirihara hurriedly shouted, "Deputy Minister, I want to eat too." ”

"Eh, then I want it too." Marui immediately followed suit.

"Knock! And me! ”

"Patrick, can you be more reserved, don't eat everywhere!"

"Hey, it's better to be more reserved than if you want to eat."

“......”

“......”

Boom~

Bang Bang~

Cracking sound~

"Ahhh!!!h

......

Saeki sat next to Fuji, looking at Marui, Kuwabara, Kirihara and others who were fighting in a bunch of Qingxue women's nets and the persuasion next to them, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "Well, Fuji, your Qingxue women's nets are really energetic." ”

"Well, it's always Sakuraichi who leads the ......" before he spoke, Fuji's face changed suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, and the movement was so great that the people in the pile fell silent and looked at him suspiciously.

Before he could say a word, Fuji turned around sharply and walked to the backyard, his face gloomy and nervous.

"The only way to learn..... What's wrong? Kirihara still grabbed Arai's arm and turned his head to look at his deputy minister suspiciously, his big eyes chattering.

Sanada's eyebrows frowned slightly, his grandfather and Jiuna, and the trace were playing chess in the backyard, which was the most taboo at this time, and it was also very impolite and would leave a bad impression on the older generation. Finally..... What is it that deserves him to do this?

Fuji walked briskly, he was in a hurry, really anxious, the ring on his chest was getting hotter and hotter, like boiling water, and the temperature was constantly rising, as if there was no limit. Fuji's whole heart beat violently, the pace under his feet also increased little by little, his breathing gradually became chaotic, and there was a faint fragrance of lotus flowers in the air, which became more and more evasive, as if it was about to disappear at any time and anywhere.......

Sakuraichi .......

The heart is getting tighter and tighter, and the feeling of suffocation is permeating......

"Sorry to excuse me." Suppressing his panicked heart, Fuji tried hard to restrain his urge to roar, his lips were a little pale, and his voice trembled slightly, "Xiaoyi...... Where did it go? ”

A little surprised by the panic at the moment, after a pause, Fujiwara stretched out his hand and pointed out the direction in which Sakuraichi left, "..... Over there. ”

Before he could say thank you, Fuji jumped down the steps and ran away.

Jingle ~~~~~~~~~~~

The sound of the bell is crisp, accompanied by the beautiful breeze drifting through the fingers, and then, the green leaves are falling from the ancient trees not far away, the towering posture, the emerald green color, showing its active vitality. The huge canopy casts layers of shadows, enveloping a long figure in it, and the fragrance of violets wafts in the air, which is different from the tea fragrance of Biluochun that once floated at home, and belongs to another comfortable and familiar atmosphere.

"You...... Who is it? ”