Dinner is a set lunchbox purchased at a convenience store, 900 yen. In addition to a piece of meat with sauce, there are also carrots and corn kernels, as well as a few green vegetables.

"Brother, you can take a bite too..."

Facing the meat chop handed over by Sai, Chihara Hiroshi smiled and waved his hand: "Shu, I have eaten it at my workplace. You eat it quickly, don't let the food get cold!"

In fact, he just ate a loaf of bread on the way back.

There are only more than one and two million yen left in the bank account.

At first glance, it looks a lot, but considering Chihara Sato's drug expenses of nearly 100,000 yen per month and his tuition fees of 450,000 yen per year.

This little money is a drop in the bucket!

Even if he can get a salary of 3,000 yen for four hours a day, he can only support their daily expenses.

Some people say that 99% of disputes between people are caused by money.

Shortage of money has always been a trouble for most people, but it is especially true for him.

After dinner, Chihara Saki went to take a shower, while he was guarding outside the frosted glass door.

"Brother, are you here?"

Chihara Sabu asked for the fourth time, his voice was delicate and pitiful.

"I am here."

Hiroshi Chihara stood in front of the mirror and untied the wrist guard at his left wrist.

Suddenly, a hideous scar appeared, from top to bottom, running across half of the wrist, like a twisting worm.

This was left a month and a half ago.

At that time, he was lying in the hotel bathtub, cutting his wrists with a knife and placing them in the water until he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, the boy's appearance had not changed, but his inner self had changed.

A soul from 2020 quietly occupied this body.

When he found that the water under him was dyed blood red, he was shocked and tried his best to drag his heavy body to climb out the door.

Fortunately, a tenant passed by and he was saved...

Chihara Hiroshi in front of the mirror gathered his spirit, and a white panel slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

"Name: Hiroshi Chihara.

Physical fitness: 0.7 (0.7 times for ordinary adults, 1000 chess soul points are required for the next level)

Talent: The fate of your previous life will make your chess talent unrivaled, and you are the only one who can defeat you.

Chess level: amateur.

The realm of chess Tao: fighting power (the true meaning of chess Tao lies in fighting, fighting with others, fighting with oneself, and using force to break it, is the way of black and white)

The next chess realm: Clever Wisdom (required chess soul points of 100,000 points)

Skill: No external objects in the heart (level 1, can be maintained for 1 hour, once a day, and the next level requires 10,000 points)

Remaining chess soul points: 223 points"

"Note: Chess soul points can improve physical fitness, chess realm, skill level, and the higher the three, the more points you need.

Note: There are the following ways to obtain the chess soul points: watch the game on site, play with others, and get the ranking of the event."

Just like a story that is tired of listening to, this is the system that accompanied him through time.

In his previous life, he was killed by an antique chessboard claimed to have been used in Danghu Ten Games. As a result, this panel appeared after waking up in the hospital.

Whether it was the original owner or him, he had only a little understanding of Go, but after this month's study in the chess hall and the help of the system, his chess level has been greatly improved.

Especially after the realm of chess has increased from clumsy to fighting power, the skill of "no external objects in the mind" appears.

This is a very strange state. Once activated, all attention will be focused on the current scene and the chess power will be 100%.

Looking at the remaining chess soul points below the panel, Hiroshi Chihara sighed.

That match with 10,000 yen chips was only given 13 points...

He knew in his heart: that chess hall could no longer improve his chess power.

When he first arrived at the chess hall a month ago, the chess soul points increased very quickly, and he pushed his chess realm forward one step.

However, in the past week, he has been unable to obtain chess soul points from the chess hall game, so he has increased by 13 points today.

Hiroshi Chihara stared at himself in the mirror, his eyes lingering.

The game he paid attention to half a month ago will begin in four days-

The Go competition held by Osaka TV is limited to amateur chess players, and the championship prize is 500,000 yen!

If he can get 500,000 yen, it will greatly alleviate his current financial anxiety.

"Brother, I've washed..."

Chihara walked out timidly, wearing short-sleeved shorts.

"Come on, I'll blow your hair."

Hiroshi Chihara took out the hair dryer and asked his sister to sit on the sofa, taking care of her hair himself.

Since she has never dared to go out, he has always trimmed her hair.

Chihara Sabu sat obediently, with his eyes closed, and his face filled with a happy smile.

After blowing the hair dry, Chihara Hiroshi took out several bottles of medicine from the cabinet.

Faced with these dozen pills, Chihara Sabu did not resist as much as before and took all the medicine obediently.

She knew she was sick.

A week ago, she accidentally discovered the scar on her brother's wrist. She was just sick, but not stupid, and immediately realized the reason.

At that time, I made up my mind: I must not let my brother be hurt anymore!

The first time she wanted to cure her heart disease so urgently.

After a week of adaptation, Chihara Hiroshi was not as surprised as before.

He put the medicine bottle back to its original place, but suddenly heard his sister say:

"Brother, can you lend me your middle school textbook?"

Chihara Hiroshi looked back at her and said happily: "Do you want to go back to school?"

For this only relative in this body, perhaps the emotions of the original body are affecting him, and his emotions are very complicated.

But there is one thing that is beyond doubt. He also hopes that the girl can get out of the shadows and return to normal life.

Chihara nodded, speaking seriously: "Maybe I can't do it now, but from now on, I will make up for the two years of abandonment and get into high school, so I will no longer let my brother worry about me!"

Chihara Hiroshi sat beside her and said to her: "Shu, it's a good thing you want to go back to school.

But there is one thing you have to remember: 未, don’t force yourself!”

"I know, brother."

Chihara Sabu's smile is sweet, just now, it is no different from an ordinary girl.

Hiroshi Chihara brought out a cardboard box and placed it next to the coffee table. He pulled out more than a dozen books from it, mixed with a few notes.

"This is a book from my country for a while, and these are notes I took. You can start learning from these."

Chihara Saki took one and opened the title page.

The edges of the pages are a little yellow, but the inside is very neat and the annotations are not abrupt.

"I'm here too. If you have something you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

Chihara Saki nodded his head sweetly.

Hiroshi Chihara took out the textbook from it and began to preview what to do tomorrow.

Time passed quickly, and the hour hand in the living room pointed to half past ten.

"It's getting late, you go to bed.

Don’t rush to study at this moment. If you don’t have a good rest, you will be in a spirit tomorrow.”

Chihara Hiroshi whispered to comfort him.

Chihara shook his head: "Brother, I've wasted too much time. You go and take a shower first, and I'll take a look for a while."

Hiroshi Chihara did not persuade him again.

After he came out after taking a shower, he found that the slut was lying on the coffee table.

He picked her up gently.

Very light.

It gives people the illusion that it will fly away at any time.

There were two beds in their bedroom.
To be continued...