"Chess. Tet, you should know you can't beat us siblings. After all, you've already lost to us once before."
Sora studied the chessboard in front of him, casually picked up a piece, and placed it somewhere on the board.
"That did happen, yes. But why would you think that I, the God of Games, would lose a second time?"
Tet tilted his head, smiling as he looked at the Blank siblings before him, but his hands never stopped moving. On the chessboard, both sides' pieces began advancing nonstop.
"Chess is nothing more than a simple game of right and wrong."
Just then, Shiro picked up a piece and directly captured Tet's rook. She raised her head, her little face wearing an expressionless look as she spoke. With Shiro's terrifying intellect, she had already known how to guarantee victory from the very start of this game.
"Shiro's right. This game is just the simplest game of right and wrong. Shiro determines the attack route, and I see through your traps and schemes, Tet. The scales of victory have already tipped in our favor."
As he spoke, Sora picked Shiro up and set her in his lap. Blank would never be defeated.
"Is that so? Then let's continue!"
Opposite them, the smile on Tet's lips grew brighter as he looked at Sora and Shiro. He had deliberately set this chess game as ordinary chess for this very moment—for this long-lost happiness, excitement, and feeling of racking his brains and pouring every bit of wisdom into trying to win.
"So boring."
In the audience stands, Kanna hugged a slice of watermelon and stared blankly at the three people still playing chess. She had gone from brimming with interest at the start to a salted-fish dragon too lazy to even move. Kanna really couldn't