We should also learn from Chuunibyou

Hayakawa stared at Ichika blankly, his eyes wide open for a long time and couldn't calm down.

At this moment, he thought of the diplomats of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. They formed alliances, made friends with distant countries and attacked nearby ones, and drove tigers to devour wolves. With a wave of their hands, the seven countries were manipulated like chess pieces on a chessboard. They were full of vigor and vitality with feather fans and royal scarves, and the kings of ten thousand chariots were reduced to ashes while they talked and laughed.

And in Hayakawa's eyes, their images gradually overlapped with Ichika in front of him.

A strategist?

Hayakawa looked at the calm girl in front of him in disbelief. He felt that this person had an imposing aura, as if Zhang Yi were alive again.

Chess player, this person is also a chess player like me!

"..."

Hayakawa looked at Ichika with a strange expression, with a rare hint of admiration in his eyes. After a while, he looked away and breathed a sigh of relief.

But after all, you are just a mortal, far inferior to this emperor.

"Hmm... Hayakawa-san,"

Nakano Ichika looked at Hayakawa's strange expression and felt that there was four parts of shock, two parts of admiration, two parts of recognition, two parts of vigilance, and even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?"

Hayakawa immediately shared his great discovery about "The Sociocrat Ichika".

"Ok?"

Nakano Ichika didn't understand at first. She didn't know what the word "diplomat" meant. In Japan, it was an advanced version of unpopular foreign knowledge.

Hayakawa explained it to her.

"……Are you stupid?"

Ichika was dumbfounded after hearing this. What the hell is this? What kind of weird imagination is this? Why did I suddenly become the image of a highly intelligent strategist in TV dramas? It doesn't fit me at all... I'm a fool.

"I'm impressed by you, Ichika,"

Hayakawa looked at Ichika with the same eyes as he looked at his companions, and said in a deep voice: "You are the same as me..."

They are all chess players!

"..."

Nakano Ichika was a little helpless and turned her head away: "How are we the same?"

One is in the top few in the grade, and the other is definitely at the bottom of the grade with no one daring to compete.

"Humph,"

Hayakawa put his hands in his pockets, noticing that his companion seemed to lack confidence, so he encouraged him, "Come on."

"…Um."

Nakano Ichika's heart moved slightly, and she responded softly, then a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

For some reason, after chatting with Hayakawa for a few minutes, her mood became better.

Perhaps strolling with a boy on the brightly lit streets of a temple fair in the evening breeze is the youth she has always longed for.

Nakano Ichika turned her head slightly, glanced at Hayakawa's clean and handsome face as if nothing had happened, and then quickly looked away.

Although this person is my sister's sweetheart.

……

"That's it. I'm going to go down first."

Arriving at the temple fair gate, Nakano Ichika estimated that her agent would be arriving soon, so she said goodbye to Hayakawa: "Hayakawa-san, you should go back."

"Ah."

Hayakawa hadn't noticed Guqiao and Ogata along the way, and now he couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. He just responded lightly when he heard this.

"My sisters and I have agreed to set off fireworks together tonight. Nino even rented a rooftop, but I don't know where it is exactly. If you see my sisters, you can go watch the fireworks with them."

Nakano Ichika paused for a moment, and a smile appeared on her pretty face: "Then...please say sorry to my sisters for me."

"Oh...huh?"

Hayakawa responded, then suddenly reacted and looked up, only to find that Ichika in front of him had already walked away.

What did she just say?

Hayakawa was a little confused, but he still had the responsibility of finding Guqiao and Ogata. After thinking about it, he returned to the temple fair without hesitation and planned to continue searching.

Hayakawa will not give up until he finds the person who betrayed him.

But there were so many people at the temple fair that I couldn’t find the place by myself.

Hayakawa had a headache and lowered his head in thought, only to find himself back at the shooting booth where he had just met Kirisu Madoka.

At this time, the Kirisu Mafuyu who was standing on the stall shooting a gun had disappeared, and was replaced by another girl. She was wearing a thief-style mask that made it impossible to see her face, and had beige hair tied into a bun. She had a graceful figure but was not as tall as Kirisu Mafuyu. She looked more lovely and was seriously aiming at the target and firing one shot after another.

Do you all like wearing masks?

Well...I wear one myself.

Hayakawa was thinking about it, but suddenly remembered that he was also wearing a mask on his face. He immediately touched the mask with a smile.

The kids were still nearby, cheering as they watched the girl's accurate shooting skills. The boss next to them also had a pale face and couldn't bear to look at it. This familiar scene gave Hayakawa a strong sense of déjà vu.

The kids seemed to notice the gazes from the side and looked towards Hayakawa. They were a little confused when they saw the mask on his face, but they reacted immediately after a few seconds: "Ah, it's that Ni-chan from before!"

After saying that, they ran towards Hayakawa. They had a very good impression of this brother who was generous enough to buy food from the stall for them.

No way, how did you recognize me when I was wearing a mask?

Hayakawa frowned slightly as he was pushed by several children.

The owner of the mask stall is lying. This thing has no concealing effect at all. Several kids who just met me can tell me apart. Then wouldn't Furuhashi and Ogata who are more familiar with me be able to recognize me at a glance? What's the point of wearing a mask then?

"You guys,"

Hayakawa frowned slightly and couldn't help asking, "How did you recognize me?"

"Ni-chan's mask is so cool!"

Several children were chattering and making noises. One of them pointed at Hayakawa's coat and said, "But Ni-chan's coat was the same as before, so I recognized it."

Hayakawa suddenly realized and cursed himself for being so careless. Wouldn't he still be recognized if he just covered his face without changing his clothes?

But I don’t have any clothes to change into now, and the weather is cooling down recently. It will be very cold if I take them off.

But so what?

"Humph…"

Hayakawa sneered and took off his coat without hesitation. Feeling the chill brought by the evening breeze, Hayakawa looked indifferent and stood as straight as a javelin.

Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters, so how can they care about their own lives?

In order to find Guqiao and Ogata, for my own great cause, why should I fear the mere physical chill! Even if I am cut into pieces, it is nothing more than a shell of bones in the mortal world.

Like will disappear, and love will also dissipate with the passage of time.

But hatred, no.

The kindness of a gentleman will be cut off in three generations, but hatred will last for thousands of years.

Especially the unforgettable hatred, which will be engraved in his heart like a scar, and become him along with his blood.

It was his hatred for Furuhashi and Ogata that made his resolve stronger and made him who he is today.

So I'm willing to do anything to defeat these two!

Hayakawa has a tall and strong figure, standing on a street that connects to the distant horizon, staring at the sky. His eyes seem to be a giant dragon soaring in the clouds, overlooking all living beings. His indifference reveals his justifiable arrogance.

"..."

The few children who were noisy just now suddenly became silent, deeply shocked by the huge aura of the man in front of them. At their age, they could not understand how great this man was. They only knew that the man in front of them must be able to control all living beings.

Chess players, for the first time, they had the concept of "chess player" in their minds.

I must become someone like Ni-chan in the future.

They thought about it in their hearts, and then Ken enthusiastically recommended Hayakawa to come to the shooting booth and shoot a few rounds.

"Ni-chan, come and have a couple of cums too! This is really fun."

Several children looked up at Hayakawa with sparkling eyes. They had innocent hearts and no bad intentions. They just wanted to share things they found interesting with people they liked.

"Uh, I just..."

Hayakawa was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to refuse. He had no intention of playing around, after all, he still had an important responsibility on his shoulders.

“It’s going to be fun!”

"Tonight I met two beautiful sisters who are very accurate with guns. They are sharpshooters who can kill one with one shot."

"Ni-chan's shooting is definitely more accurate than theirs."

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa immediately became extremely vain, his nose grew longer, and he immediately revealed a falsely modest expression, waving his hands and saying, "Hey, hey, don't flatter me like that, this is my first time."

"But..."

Hayakawa glanced at the stall in front of him with a look of disdain.

Such a simple thing, as an emperor, must be something I can get with just a stretch of my hand.

"I really can't do anything with you guys..."

Hayakawa pretended to be helpless, came to the stall and picked up a gun.

Although it might be a blow to them to face such a great existence as me too early, but since they made such a sincere request, I should let them see it...

The power of the Almighty.

Chapter 100 Emperor Fist

"Humph?"

Hayakawa walked up to the stall with a swift gait, glanced around, and noticed the girl shooting a gun next to him. He looked at her casually, then snorted with a sneer.

Wearing a mask? How can a coward like you who hides his head and shows his tail compete with me on the same stage?

Hayakawa retracted his gaze, picked up the gun, and looked at it with a seemingly professional look, revealing a look of confidence in victory.

"Hey... classmate, are you coming too?"

The boss, who had a grim expression just now, turned even paler when he saw Hayakawa coming. Tonight he met two uninvited guests, one of whom was the girl standing in front of the stall, and the other was the woman just now. Both of them wore masks and beat his precious dolls in the glass cabinet one by one.

He still remembered the woman with extremely accurate shooting skills who shot herself into a mask of pain. She obviously knew the young man in front of him. Could that be a good thing?

When the boss thought of this, he looked at Hayakawa with even more eyes as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Yes."

Hayakawa waved his hand and said confidently under the admiring gazes of the elementary school students: "Give me one."

……

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..."

Tsuchiya was concentrating on aiming at the target in front of her, but she couldn't concentrate because of the noise beside her. She frowned and looked to the side, only to find that the children who were surrounding her not long ago were now surrounding a boy, as if they were surrounding him.

"Um…"

Tsuchiya Mai looked at the boy and her expression suddenly froze. She saw that he was wearing a fox mask that covered half of his face. The exposed skin was very white and delicate, his lips were very red and in good shape, and his jawline was also beautiful. He was the type of person who you could tell would not be ugly just by looking at the lower half of his face.

But none of this matters. What matters is that this person is wearing a school uniform, the same Ichinose school uniform as mine.

Isn’t this a student from the same school as me?

Tsuchiya's expression tightened beneath the mask and she subconsciously wanted to dodge.

I am a "UMR" now, and I am wearing the Ichinose school uniform. If someone sees me, the fact that UMR, the most famous and powerful street player in the nearby game hall, is a female student of Ichinose Academy will be discovered.

However, Doma Yui remembered the next moment that he was wearing a coat on the outside, and combined with the mask he wore on his face every day, it should be difficult for others to recognize him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Is this guy really not cold? I was wearing a school uniform inside and a thick down jacket outside, but I still felt a little cold. This guy was just wearing a school uniform.

"Um…"

Doma Mai looked carefully at Hayakawa's calm appearance and thought that this boy must be very strong.

At this time, Hayakawa was busy demonstrating his exquisite marksmanship to the elementary school student next to him.

"Are you sure?"