"Ahem cough cough..."

The Qianyuan brother and sister returned to their long-closed home, and they still remained the same as they were when they left, but a lot of dust on the floor and furniture had accumulated.

"Brother, are you sure you won't sell it?" Qianhara, who was next to him, blinked and couldn't help but confirm again.

Chihara Hiroshi said "yes":

"Since I haven't sold it for so long, it's better to stay."

Just now, he went to the real estate agency and removed the sales information of the apartment.

Chihara's mood became obviously high and ran into the apartment.

For Hiroshi Chihara, this apartment may not be anything but in her eyes, she has lived here with her family since she can remember.

This apartment can be said to bear the memories of childhood!

Seeing the girl's cheerful figure, Chihara Hiroshi couldn't help but feel a little happy. He said "Slowly" and stepped into the house.

Apart from tables, sofas, wall cabinets and other furniture, this apartment is nothing left, so it looks very empty.

"Brother, do you still remember? We were here..." Qianhara Sabu pointed to an area in the living room and told the past excitedly. When he mentioned his deceased parents, his emotions had not changed at all.

Qianhara Hiroshi felt relieved and responded to her words.

To be honest, even the original owner could not remember such memories from a long time ago, let alone him.

The two sat in the apartment for a while, and when they were about to leave, they found that outside the half-open door, there was a man looking in.

"Who are you?"

There was a middle-aged woman standing outside the door, the image of a full-time housewife that is very common on the street. She was holding a bag in her hand, and there were all kinds of vegetables inside. She obviously had just returned from buying vegetables.

"Are you the brother and sister who used to live here?"

Hiroshi Chihara nodded politely and asked:

"It's us, are you doing something?"

The lady showed a slightly exaggerated expression and said loudly:

"So you are really you! Mr. Chihara, you are so famous now. A few months ago, there were reporters here! I heard that you are a super genius in the chess world now? My son also likes chess..."

The other party talked for a minute, and seemed to be planning to continue talking. Qianhara Hiroshi had to interrupt her:

"Sorry, we have something to do with brother and sister."

"Ah?" The other party smiled awkwardly, took a step back, and said, "Sorry, you delayed you? I'm so blaming me. I forgot the time as soon as I speak..."

Taking advantage of her breathing, Chihara Hiroshi hurriedly offered to say goodbye and pulled Ju to leave here.

After running downstairs, the brother and sister slowed down. Qianhara was obviously a little depressed, staring at his toes and following Qianhara next to him.

Chihara Hiroshi asked:

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like that woman." Chihara Sato raised his head and said with a pout, "That woman is Mrs. Fujiki who lives next to us. She used to be rude to us, and sometimes she even sarcastically at you, but now she only heard that her brother is famous, so she says those words of flattery. And she just said Go as a chess..."

Chihara Hiroshi stopped, and the slut behind him almost hit his shoulder:

"Since you don't like it, just say it."

"What?" Qianhara was a little confused, not sure what it meant.

"Come on, shout with me," Chihara Hiroshi pulled the skull next to him, turned around, faced the apartment building, then put his hands beside him, and said with the highest volume in his life, "Madam Fujiki, I'm sorry for you-"

The sound is so loud that as long as there are people in this apartment building, you can definitely hear it.

Qianhara was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw his brother shouting out, he finally recovered his appearance a few years ago, and then shouted:

"Teng-mu-husband-husband-husband-human, I'm disgusted with you-"

Echoes roared in the air, like ripples, rippling in circles, attracting many people who don’t know the truth to open the windows.

"Run!"

The brother and sister were like children who had a prank. Before the adults found out, they quickly ran away until they ran to the nearby subway station entrance before they stopped.

Chihara Sato gasped violently, and when he saw his brother who was just like nothing, he said while panting:

"Brother...I...I remember...Isn't your physical strength...bad?"

Chihara Hiroshi said with a smile:

"I'm not just playing chess in Tokyo."

His current "physical fitness" has reached 5.0, which is the highest level that the system can reach. Although it is only reflected in physical strength, it is already beyond ordinary people.

If he is willing to participate in a marathon, he dare not say that in the professional group, but in the amateur group, he will definitely get one of the best results.

After resting for a while, Chihara Sabu adjusted his breathing, followed him on the subway and rushed back to the Nishitsuji Dojo.

...

In the next few days, the Chihara brother and sister, Mai Nishitsuji, and almost visited Osaka.

Although all three of them grew up in Osaka, as the saying goes, "The nearest places are often the most easily overlooked." It is the first time for the three of them to visit like this.

Soon, December 31, the last day of 1993, which is New Year's Eve in Japan.

Early in the morning, several people got up early, and then, led by Mai Nishitsuji, began to clean the dojo from the inside to the outside.

"Hait!"

Chihara Hiroshi threw the dirty towel into the bucket and stood up to rest for a while.

Mai Nishitsuji did the same job as him, but the other party was much more efficient and had already wiped most of the floor.

Crystal sweat flowed along the neck, and the white kendo suit tightly against the girl, outlining a wonderful curve. Coupled with the elegant single ponytail behind the head, it really is a very good picture.

Hiroshi Chihara was enjoying this meal called "Su Se", while Chihara was rubbing the glass beside him.

"Brother, you are lazy..."

"Where is it?" Shu's voice interrupted his reverie. Hiroshi Chihara grabbed the towel in the bucket, wringed it out and continued to work...

It took a whole morning to have a new look from the inside out.

"Thank you brothers and sisters for your help. In the past years, if I were alone, I would be busy until the evening." Mai Nishitsuji thanked at the dinner table.

At this time, the brother and sister were enjoying her skills, a bowl of soba noodles full of weight. Compared to normal, the number of fried shrimps, fish cakes and so on in each bowl was obviously more than doubled.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you may have to live here for two years. What's this busyness?" Chihara Hiroshi replied.

He also thought about letting Chihara transfer to a high school in Tokyo, but she herself was not willing and had to give up.

Chihara Sabu on the side raised his head from a bowl that was about the size of her face and agreed:

"Sister Mai, and I usually live here! It's natural to help... By the way, let's have another bowl!"

Mai Nishitsuji took her bowl and said as she served:

"I used to live here alone, but now I've been with Xiao Shu, which has helped me a lot! To be honest, Xiao Shu was still a little reluctant to get into a school in Tokyo!"

As she said that, she looked at Chihara and handed her a full bowl, continuing:

"Just just take the college entrance examination in Osaka. How about living here?"
Chapter completed!