After the group stage, the chess soul points have reached 21,700 points!

In the afternoon, Chihara Hiroshi began to look for his target in the nearby commercial street.

However, there is no so-called "Internet cafe" in this era, and most people don't even know the meaning of "computers".

After the search failed, Hiroshi Chihara had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​renting a computer, and found a telephone booth on the street, invested coins, and dialed the phone number of Nishitsuji Dojo.

About half a minute later, the phone was connected, and it was Mai Nishitsuji's voice:

"Hello, this is Nishitsuji Dojo."

"Miss Nishitsuji, I am Hiroshi Chihara."

"Oh, it's Chihara Kung! How's the game?" Mai Nishitsuji said in a relaxed tone, as if she was in a good mood.

"Sorry, Miss Nishitsuji!"

"Are you losing the game?"

"I didn't lose...well, I lost one game, but I still entered the quarterfinals."

"Then why do you want to apologize?" Mai Nishitsuji's voice was very confused on the other end of the phone.

Hiroshi Chihara said: "Didn't I say I'd come back this weekend last time? But after entering the top 16, I'm afraid I'll break my promise..."

"What's the matter? You're not taking paid leave! To be honest, the amateur Honinbo war has at least brought a 'Honinbo'. If you get a good ranking, I can increase the tuition fee when I promote it!"

The answer was a little beyond Qianyuan Haozhi's expectations. He couldn't help but stagnate and didn't make a sound for a few seconds.

Mai Nishitsuji on the opposite side didn't care and continued:

"You called here for Xiao Shu, don't worry, she's very good.

"Xiao Shu is taking a shower. Do you need me to call her for you?"

"No need, since I know that it's okay, I may have to stay in Tokyo for at least one week, which will cause you trouble."

"It doesn't matter.

"By the way, yesterday I took Xiao Shu back to the apartment where you live and helped get some textbooks..."

Hearing her tone of desire to speak but stop, Chihara Hiroshi understood what she meant and asked:

"Shrine, did you see it?"

"Well," Mai Nishitsuki's voice was low, "To Kosu, you are really a good brother, I apologize for what I said before."

"Have you said anything before?"

"Well……"

Hiroshi Chihara tacitly asked no further questions.

After saying goodbye to each other, they hung up the phone.

On the other side of the dojo, half an hour later, Chihara Sato came out of the bathhouse, his hair was wet, but his clothes were already neatly worn, including the dark green work clothes, but he didn't pull up the hat.

"Come on, Xiao Zhu, I'll blow your hair!"

Mai Nishitsuji went to find a hair dryer in excitement.

Qianhara's face was still red and she refused in a low voice, but the voice spread less than one meter, which was obviously just a meaningless action.

The hair dryer whirred, and Mai Nishitsuji was holding a comb to comb her hair:

"By the way, Qianyuan Jun called just now-"

She paused on purpose, and sure enough, Chihara asked in a low voice:

"Brother...what did he say?"

Mai Nishitsuji thought: Is Chihara Hiroshi the correct way to open Chihara? He replied:

"He has entered the top 16 and can't get back this week. Let me take good care of you."

While Chihara was happy, she was also a little disappointed. After all, this was the first time since childhood, the brother and sister had separated for so long.

Thinking of her purpose, she hesitated:

"Ma...Miss Mai..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing that she finally changed her name, Mai Nishitsuji was in a happy mood.

"You... won't drive me away, are you?"

Mai Nishitsuji paused the comb in her hand, a little strange, and recalled in her mind: Did she say something unexpectedly or did something extraordinary?

After searching for nothing, I had to ask:

"Xiao Shu, why did you ask that?"

Chihara Saki breathed a sigh of relief:

This was her long-standing concern, and finally asked, and after listening to Miss Mai’s answer, she obviously had no idea about this.

"That's great, my brother will definitely not drive me away..."

She murmured to herself with her head down. Mai Nishitsuji heard some of it and felt even more strange:

What does this have to do with Hiroshi Chihara? Isn’t he in Tokyo?

...

As the evening approached, when we returned to the hotel room, in addition to Misawa Takayasu, there were two unexpected people.

Hiroshi Chihara walked up quickly:

"Juli--"

Jiuli Shin glared at him, and he immediately reacted and changed his words:

"New Brother, why are you here?"

There was also a strange young man next to Shinichi Kuri, who was not tall and was looking at him curiously.

"Mai called and said that you had entered the quarterfinals of 16. I found someone from the Japan Chess Academy and found it here." Shin-Kuri pointed his hand at the young man beside him, "This is Okawa Satoshi, the sixth rank of professionalism, from the Japan Chess Academy Nagoya headquarters."

After shaking hands between the two sides, he glanced at the watch on his wrist and continued:

"Since you're back, I've booked a seat at a restaurant, even if I celebrate it." Shinichi Kuri turned his head to look at Takayasu Mizawa behind him, "See this Mizawa-kun, too."

Mizawa Takayasu said in surprise:

"May I?"

He naturally wanted to get to know these two professional chess players, but their target was Hiroshi Chihara, so he had to treat him politely.

"sure."

After Shinichi Kuri arrived in Tokyo, he had rented a car in advance.

Four people sat in the car.

"The shop we went to is called Shinneji. Although it is not in Shibuya, Shinjuku, the taste is particularly outstanding, especially the various sashimis in his house. I recommend you to try it..."

After introducing it for a few minutes, Shinichi Kuri suddenly asked:

"Chenhara, are you visiting a relative in Tokyo in the afternoon?"

He has no relatives in Tokyo, otherwise, the brother and sister would not have fallen to that level before... Chihara Hiroshi shook his head:

"I went to the commercial street and wanted to find something."

"So found it?"

"No." Hiroshi Chihara sighed slightly. Even though he found a rare mobile phone store, there was still no result:

Not to mention the places where you rent a computer, they have never heard of even the places where you buy a computer.

In this era, although a few Japanese manufacturers such as Toshiba have imitated computer equipment that is no less than that of major Western manufacturers, overall, the demand in Japan is still very small.

"What are you looking for?" Shinichi Kuri was a little curious.

Hiroshi Chihara hesitated for a moment and said softly "Computer".

Unexpectedly, Satoshi Okawa, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around and spoke:

"Are you looking for a computer?"

"yes."

"It's not for playing games, right? It's better to buy Nintendo's red and white phones. The built-in games on the computer are really hard to describe."

Since IGS was only a few months old, even among professional chess players in Japan, the proportion of unknowns still accounts for the majority, so Satoshi Okawa could not think of this for a while.

Of course, if he knew Hiroshi Chihara's economic situation, he would not have said such words.

"No, it's for playing chess."
Chapter completed!