Chapter 686

Qiutian Shana immediately became excited, the previous loss swept away:

"Mm! Then it's settled!"

Xuecun Lingyin, upon hearing this, stiffened imperceptibly.

A thought suddenly popped into her heart: if she had known, she might as well have agreed to put a TV in the club room... that way at least she could watch them from the side.

Xiyuanji Qilai very naturally raised her hand, suggesting excitedly:

"Sounds interesting! Can I go play together too?"

Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui, seeing this, was not to be outdone, and immediately expressed her position:

"I'm also very free on the weekend! I'm coming too!"

Xuecun Lingyin coughed lightly, her tone sounding as casual as possible:

"Since you are all going... then I'll go too. Anyway, I promised Ruri before to bring some study materials to her."

Qiutian Shana, listening to this series of "I'm going too", couldn't help but twitch her mouth again.

Putting a TV in the club room just now, you all disagreed.

Now alright, I'm going to Natsume-kun's house to play.

You all still want to come over?

Are you all doing this on purpose, or accidentally?!

Natsume Chikage didn't think that much, smiled and nodded:

"Of course you can, it's lively with more people."

"But my house is very small, you all know. We might have to put away the low table so everyone can sit down."

The three girls of the Collection Club had all been there once, and had psychological preparation for that small but tidy space, so they didn't mind.

And Qiutian Shana really hadn't been there, and at this moment, a strong curiosity about Natsume Chikage's residence arose in her heart.

Just at this moment.

Qiutian Shana's phone rang with a message notification.

She glanced at the screen and stood up with some regret:

"Weixi called me to go to the tutoring class, it seems we can only chat here."

"Everyone, see you next time!"

10:00 at night.

The streets of Shibuya.

Although it was late, the main roads were still brightly lit, with human voices vaguely audible.

Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui and Natsume Chikage walked side by side on the small road home, the streetlights stretching their shadows long and short.

Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui recalled the scene she saw during the day, where Araki Jieai was ruthlessly mocked by her opponent Honda Chongsi after her defeat.

Worry for Natsume Chikage couldn't help but rise in her heart.

She turned her head, her tone carrying obvious anxiety:

"Natsume-kun... I checked, among the players who advanced to the fifth round of this Newcomer Shogi Tournament, it seems several are students from Private Tianhao Academy."

"I heard that our Private Moonlight and Private Tianhao are 'arch-rivals' for many years... If you meet them in the match, if you lose, they will definitely mock you with very ugly words like they treated Senior Araki."

"At that time... what should we do..."

Natsume Chikage heard the anxiety in her words and comforted her in a peaceful tone:

"It's fine, don't worry."

Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui looked at his calm profile and couldn't help but pursue:

"Natsume-kun... don't you worry at all that you will lose, and be treated so badly?"

Natsume Chikage turned his head, revealed a faint, yet steady and confident smile to her, and shook his head:

"Not worried."

"Because, I won't lose."

Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui looked at the unquestionable determined light in his calm eyes, and her little heart couldn't control itself, beating faster and faster.

A feeling mixed with peace of mind and increasingly strong heartbeat quietly spread.

Soon.

The two said goodbye at the familiar fork in the road.

"See you tomorrow, Natsume-kun!"

"Mm, see you tomorrow."

After a period of time.

Natsume Chikage returned alone to that somewhat old apartment building, climbed the narrow stairs, and used his key to open the door.

"I'm home."

"Welcome back, brother!" Younger sister Natsume Ruri's face was overflowing with a happy smile.

"Welcome back... Natsume-brother." Jiahe Lingshen also raised her head and greeted shyly.

However, when Natsume Chikage's gaze fell on the third person in the room, he was instantly stunned.

Only to see Jinwei Tong sitting upright by the low table, holding a cup of barley tea, looking at the door with no expression.

She used that signature, waveless tone, but the tone carried a hint of imperceptible playfulness and said:

"Welcome back, Natsume-brother."

Natsume Chikage had several black lines hanging from his forehead, unable to help but complain:

"No... Tong, why are you here?"