All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 12: The Loss of the Entire Shogi World

"The winner, Yukima Azuma, 5th dan."

With the referee's decision, a wave of admiration and astonishment swept through the Shogi hall.

The players at the surrounding tables almost all stopped and stared in disbelief.

Is it over already?

It can't be!

Most of their games had only just begun to shift.

In fact, most of them had only made a few opening moves and hadn't even really started their matches yet.

It's already over?

Isn't that a bit too surprising?

The players at two nearby tables couldn't contain their curiosity, standing up and looking toward Yukima Azuma game.

And then, their eyes turned to fear.

It was truly a disaster.

A completely one-sided slaughter.

The brutal scene was so overwhelming that it was hard to look at!

The surrounding players looked at Kawai Kenichi with pity in their eyes.

If they had to endure a match like that, they probably wouldn't be able to eat or drink for at least three days.

Kawai Kenichi: "No, it's seven days!"

Kawai Kenichi: "You don't understand what I've been through."

The two of them bowed to each other.

Kawai Kenichi, dazed, walked toward the resting room, his steps unsteady.

Yukima Azuma stood up, smiling at the audience.

Sora Ginko saw this.

She covered her face with both hands.

She was worried again for this monster.

As for the other spectators, when they saw Yukima Azuma's smile, they fell silent.

How should they put it?

The feeling was that the smile was accompanied by blood at the corner of his mouth.

Not everyone who came to the hall to watch the official match was a professional player, but at the very least, they had some understanding of Shogi.

Therefore, the way Yukima Azuma openly displayed his ruthless intentions on the board made many people feel a chill.

After all, no one would say things like "outdated among the crowd" anymore.

The official tournament would last for about a month and a half, which wasn't a short period.

The subsequent matches were scheduled every two or three days, or sometimes just once a week.

Only the opening match used a special format with three consecutive games for a direct elimination.

Yukima Azuma waited a while in the resting room, until his opponent in the next round had just finished their first game.

Then came the third round.

In the next two games, Yukima Azuma, with an average of 80 moves per game, easily completed the first day of the tournament.

When the screen on the left side of the hall, which displayed the list of winning players, showed Yukima Azuma's name,

There were still players who hadn't even finished their first game.

"Too strong..."

"This is just absurd!"

"Is this the value of the 'undefeated genius'?"

Whispers filled the hall.

Yukima Azuma left the competition area.

Sora Ginko quickly moved from the spectator section to join him.

"Let's go, Ginko, we're heading home. I wonder what Keika-san will cook for us today?"

Yukima Azuma had a slightly eager look on his face.

After the official matches, by tradition, he would go to his master's house for dinner.

However, Sora Ginko wasn't pleased and raised her hand.

She lightly tapped Yukima Azuma on the head with the fan she was holding.

"Idiot, after the official match ends, there's also an interview!"

Since this was a public tournament, Shogi also needed media coverage and viewership. Therefore, post-match interviews were inevitable.

"That stuff doesn't matter, let's go, let's go," Yukima Azuma didn't care, waving his hand dismissively.

Sora Ginko stared at him.

"I'm really worried about this guy; there must be something wrong with my head."

This thought briefly crossed her mind.

In the end, Yukima Azuma couldn't escape.

He was dragged by Sora Ginko up to the third floor, where the Shogi Federation's resting area was, to wait for the end of the official match.

"It's been a while, Yukima Azuma, 5th dan."

In the resting room, someone had already been waiting.

"This is the place, long time no see, president."

Yukima Azuma politely responded.

The person sitting across from him was a young man.

Tsukigami Seiichi, 9th dan, currently the of the Shogi Federation, holder of the "Eternal Meijin" title, and a living legend in the Shogi world.

If he hadn't gone blind at the age of 20, this person might have set many more records.

The so-called "Heaven is jealous of geniuses."

When Yukima Azuma suddenly entered the professional Shogi world and reached 4th dan, the president had personally visited him.

The two of them had a pleasant conversation.

"I'm glad to hear news of you again."

"Thanks to everyone's help, I was finally able to return here."

"The past doesn't matter. As long as you can sit here, that's enough."

"Yes."

If it were someone else, Yukima Azuma would definitely not have tolerated speaking in a tone that resembled that of a senior.

However, in Japanese society, the hierarchy and respect between ranks are very strict.

Yukima Azuma, though, didn't really care about that.

But President Tsukigami was different.

When Yukima Azuma's family had fallen into hardship, he had left the Shogi world. Somehow, President Tsukigami had learned about it and had offered him substantial help.

Thus, even though Yukima Azuma had been away from the Shogi world for three years, he still held Tsukigami in great respect and always sent greetings during holidays and festivals.

"Alright, you always seem so tense when you see me. Drink some tea."

Tsukigami smiled helplessly, his hand gently sliding over the table before pushing a cup of tea toward Yukima Azuma.

Yukima Azuma picked up the cup and took a sip.

After a brief wait, the first day of the official tournament finally came to an end.

As one of the winners in the intense first round, Yukima Azuma had to attend an interview.

"Well then, President Tsukigami, I'll excuse myself."

"Go ahead, go ahead, it's fine."

After Yukima Azuma left, Tsukigami finally showed a smile, as though a heavy burden had been lifted.

"President?"

Tsukigami's assistant helped him stand up, a little confused by his attitude, and gently asked.

"As long as he can return, that's enough." Tsukigami gazed blankly at the door. "A person like him stopping there would be a huge loss for the entire Shogi world."

Upon hearing this, the assistant was slightly surprised.

She had just watched Yukima Azuma's match, and it was indeed very impressive.

But such praise seemed a bit excessive.

In Tsukigami's words, even the "Meijin" had never received such exaggerated compliments.