Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 409 I have to go now.
  Fujiwara wanted to eat barbecue, so the two came to a cheap wine shop in Yoneka Town.

The light was dim, glowing with a warm golden glow. Fujiwara Xinghai and After Life Ai were sitting in a comfortable corner, and the table was filled with various delicious dishes.

Fujiwara was responsible for selecting snacks. He picked up a bag of potato chips and put them back. Then he picked up a large bag of peanuts and smiled with satisfaction, as if he had found his favorite snack. Xiao Ai volunteered to take on the responsibility of grilling meat. Wearing a funny apron, she enthusiastically placed the meat skewers on the baking sheet and flipped them skillfully, letting the rich aroma of barbecue spread around.

In this lively atmosphere, the friendly atmosphere between Fujiwara Hoshiumi and After Life Ai becomes more and more obvious. Fujiwara Xinghai just saw a piece of news on TV that annoyed him, but at this moment, he deliberately put down his worries, not wanting to dull the atmosphere at this beautiful moment. He exchanged funny stories about daily life with his afterlife love and laughed heartily.

Afterlife Ai was grateful to Fujiwara Xinghai for taking the time to attend her parent-teacher meeting. She said to him gently: "Thank you very much Fujiwara for coming to pick me up today. I know you also have a lot of busy things."

Fujiwara Xinghai waved his hands with a calm smile on his face: "It's nothing, Xiao Ai, we are good friends to begin with. As long as you are happy."

As the aroma of barbecue became stronger, their appetites were gradually aroused. They each picked up the roasted meat with chopsticks, savoring every bite very delicately. Fujiwara Xinghai carefully poured himself a glass of sake, and then filled a glass of juice for Love in the Next Life.

Seeing Xiao Ai's puzzled eyes, Fujiwara Hoshikai explained, "Children can't drink. Wait until you are twenty before you drink."

"Okay, but how about I just try a little bit, just a little bit?"

Oh, but Fujiwara, who loves her, finally agreed to pour some for her.

"Okay, I can only pour you so much."

Xiao Ai gently picked up the wine glass, and the touch of the glass made her heart skip a beat. She held the wine glass and stared at the liquid in the glass with some confusion. Through the wall of the glass, she seemed to be able to feel the slightly drunk aroma.

Fujiwara Xinghai looked at Xiao Ai's expression, saw her slightly frowning, and knew that she might not be used to it yet. He encouraged: "Taste it slowly, don't be anxious, you can wait for a while before drinking."

Slowly, Xiao Ai moved the wine glass to his mouth, smelled the aroma of the wine, and then took a sip. When the wine is taken in slightly, a faint fragrance spreads across the tip of the tongue, and the taste buds tremble slightly.

She was a little surprised to find that the taste of the wine was not as strong as she had imagined.

Xiao Ai nodded and took a sip a little more boldly this time. The wine exuded a faint sweetness in his mouth, with a hint of warmth. She swallowed it gently, feeling the touch of the wine sliding down her throat, which seemed to warm her body and mind.

"Wow, it tastes delicious." (＾－＾)
  "It tastes really good, but you can't try it again."

Fujiwara guessed that this was the wine they brewed themselves, with a lot of ingredients added to soften the irritation of the alcohol. However, this kind of wine often makes people drink too much and end up falling unconscious.

Halfway through the barbecue, Sheng Ai suddenly asked her about a topic she was more interested in recently, which was the topic about the legendary chess player.

"That chess player named Fujiwara Hoshikai is you, Fujiwara. I see that you both look similar, and you seem to have said that you came from Kyoto. Did something happen three years ago?"

"It's not me. Maybe he looks a lot like me. Why does Xiao Ai think that person is me?"

Afterlife Ai thought for a while, "It feels very similar, the names and looks are very similar, but..."

"But what?" Fujiwara poured himself a glass of sake curiously and held it in his hand without rushing to drink it.

"The Fujiwara in my impression is quite different, not like you at all."

Fujiwara, whose curiosity was aroused by Xiao Ai, put down his wine glass and picked up a piece of barbecue for himself, and then asked, "Why is it different? What do I look like in Xiao Ai's eyes?"

"emmm" Xiao Ai put a piece of pork belly on the barbecue grill with tongs, "Anyway, you are quite different. In my eyes, Fujiwara is not a person who gives up so easily. I think he came to the cafe for many days in a row. Looking for someone and not giving up for a month straight”

Seeing Xiao Ai taking the initiative to talk about the past, Fujiwara also recalled the days when he was stuck on Saturdays. Although he was a little depressed, he did not give up at that time. Looking back now, he recalled that period when he was the most perseverant. "What does perseverance have to do with refusing to participate? I feel like what Xiao Ai said is not the same thing."

"It's really not the same thing, but the Fujiwara I know wouldn't give up a career he once loved just because of a failure. He would never give up no matter what."

The next day in the afternoon, Fujiwara sat on the swivel chair in the study room and kept spinning on his toes. Mary, who was also in the study room, was concentrating on reading the newspaper.

His mind was still thinking about the words he loved to say yesterday afternoon, 'The Fujiwara I know will never give up no matter what.'

Although this is true, he has no memory of his previous life and has no interest in shogi. He doesn't care about winning or losing on the shogi board. It's just that he doesn't want to be manipulated by others and force himself to accept things that he is not interested in at all.

Maybe Xiao Ai's words make sense. Losing the game is better than escaping. But this matter was clearly provoked by others on purpose. Why would you go there and step into the trap?
  Fujiwara was thinking about these. Azusa Enomoto came in carrying a teapot.

When he saw it was Azusa Enomoto, he stopped and looked at her curiously. Fujiwara didn't ask her to make tea.

"Mary asked me to make it." Azusa Enomoto explained, then got up and left to prepare dinner.

"Ah."

Mary nodded and gracefully put down the newspaper with her tea cup, blew on it for a while, and then took a sip.

"Mary likes tea."

Fujiwara stood up and walked over to pour himself a cup. He held the teacup and sat next to Mary, sipping the tea and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

While drinking tea, Fujiwara noticed from the corner of his eye that Mary seemed to have something to say to him.

"what happened?"

Mary didn't respond, but used her hand to reveal the newspaper headline.

When Fujiwara saw that it was about a shogi match again, Mary probably also wanted to know what was going on?

"Does Mary also want to say whether the person in the news is me?"

Mary didn't say anything when her thoughts were pointed out, but she didn't drink the tea cup as she seemed to be waiting for Fujiwara's answer.

At this time, the system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly popped up two options.

"One, yes that person is me. Completion reward: Shogi Master 24-hour experience card."

"Two, that person is not me, it may be someone with the same name as me. Completion reward: 500 system points."

Fujiwara hesitated for a while looking at the two options. He never thought that self-questioning and answering could trigger the system's Q&A mechanism.

“I have to go now”

So Fujiwara chose one and planned to face all this formally.

(End of this chapter)