Harunobu Amano said goodbye to Takei in front of the door and returned home.

The house was empty and unfurnished, and his parents returned to his hometown of Ise City, Mie Prefecture after he went to university, where he didn't like luxury people very much. Except for the necessities of life, there are almost no decorations.

Bringing out the fast food wrapped in ice from the fridge, Amano put it on a plate and put it in the microwave to thaw it. Normally, he dealt with it like this, so he was used to it.

And while waiting at this time, Amano boarded the Internet mahjong and prepared to train the newcomer casually.

When he logged into the game, the friends bar began to flash, and a prompt flashed at the top of the screen: "Angel Xiaohe has sent you an invitation"

Amano casually clicked on the invitation, and since recently, he has been vaguely looking forward to playing against his students every time he logs in to this game. He thinks he wants to measure the progress of his students, but he doesn't want to think about it in another way.

And the result of this engagement was still the same as usual, once and a half down, Haramurawa ranked second, while Amano used his steady play to not let go of a single cannon, and ranked first from beginning to end.

After the game, Xiao Hehe sent a message.

"Do you think there are so many accidents in the world?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Amano's mouth, and although he didn't mind talking about it during the day, he really kept this idea in his heart. He thought about it for a while, and then typed it back: "If you're talking about playing mahjong, it's really accidental."

"That's exactly what happened."

Amano could imagine that the girl on the other side of the screen must be smiling now, and then breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't finish speaking, continued to tap on the keyboard, and sent the rest of the words over:

"But if something happens by chance all the time, it's inevitable."

"But that's not scientific!"

On the other side, Haramura and angrily typed these words, and she didn't know what she was in this mood. I thought he would understand her, but she didn't expect the other party to say the same thing to Coach Amano.

After learning about Kazu's stubbornness, Amano didn't think he could convince her of anything now. Growth is always accompanied by setbacks, and in the future, and maybe you will taste failure because of this. Perhaps, when the time comes, she will be able to change her mind, right?

But the thought only existed in his mind for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

Believing in yourself and sticking to your own path should be something to be appreciated. It is because of this belief that Haramura Kazuya has grown into a legend on the Internet.

Feeling something, Amano slowly typed a sentence on the screen.

"If that's what you really think, stick to it. Mahjong is a game of skill and luck, but if you have superhuman skills, you can hope to win even the most difficult games."

Amano's heart remembered a person, that person did not have the luck above others, nor did he have an amazing sense of cards, but it was with the diligent pursuit of mahjong that he won one of the seven titles of mahjong.

If you have time, take him and meet him. ’

Amano made a decision in his heart, and he also wanted to protect and hold on to what he had in his heart. But he didn't know that Haramurawa's seriousness and persistence were subtly attracting him.

After continuing to talk to her for a while, Amano smelled a burnt smell coming from the kitchen.

'Miserable!! The conversation was so engrossed that I forgot the roast chicken in the microwave!! ’

Amano let out a wail in his heart, and hurriedly said goodbye to [Kowawa] in the game, and then directly closed the computer cover and ran to the kitchen.

When he brought a plate of roast chicken out of the microwave with his gloves, he wanted to cry without tears.

Because, the red roast chicken that was supposed to turn into is now black.

"Next time, lettuce salad and sashimi are ready."

Amano cried with a sad face, silently eating the black but fragrant roast chicken. Fortunately, it was just that the outside was burnt, otherwise he would have to go to the Zhujing house next door to eat.

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In the morning and afternoon, Amano wandered around, read magazines at the café, and after spending time playing mahjong on the Internet wirelessly, he came to the mahjong club.

All the mahjong girls have arrived, but Kyotaro is still absent.

Amano walked to the tactics board, turned to the girls who were staring at him, and said, "Today is mainly actual combat practice, Yuki, you don't have to do your math homework for the time being." ”

"Yo!!"

Yuki cheered, the best news she had ever heard for her math struggle.

"And, your mission today is a little different." Amano smiled slightly, this was an idea that suddenly came to him yesterday.

"Huh?"

Haramurawa blinked his big eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"You're going to sit next to Saki today and watch her play cards."

"Ouch, huh?"

Hearing this strange proposal, Kazumi looked at Saki Miyanaga with a red face. Yourself, want to sit next to her and play cards?

"That, Haramura-san, please give me a lot of advice."

Miyanaga Saki showed a lovely smile, and said to He who was sitting next to him with a slight flush.

"Well, please advise, Miyanaga-san."

Haramurawa nodded, smiling a little uncomfortably. It's okay to be alone, but it's still a little shy to sit with her in such a public.

However, at the beginning of the game, Saki Miyanaga seemed to be a different person, revealing a different momentum.

Unlike the usual mahjong games that only focus on the card table, now, just looking at the side face of Saku, she has a kind of trance hallucination, as if the other party has the power to manipulate the whole field.

"Kong!"

Just as Kazumo was still thinking, Saki's crisp voice came over and interrupted her thoughts.

The four hidden bars [middle] were placed on the side of Saki's right hand, and there was a "crackling" sound, although the sound was not loud, but it shook the hearts of everyone on the field.

Although she had already known the way, Mako Someya still looked expectantly at Saki touching the hand of the cards on the ridge.

"One more bar!"

Four more [30,000] were hidden on the left side of [Middle].

Vaguely, Mako seemed to see a high mountain at the poker table, and on the cliff, a beautiful flower was slowly blooming.

"Self-drawing. Clear self-touch in front of the door, a cup of mouth, service card in. Blossoms on the ridge! 12000 points! ”

A fresh wind burst out of Miyanaga's hands, slightly ruffling the ends of everyone's hair at the table.

[56677; barrel 44; Hidden bar: Medium 30,000; Self-draw: 50,000]

It's a magical bloom on the ridge again!