The huge hall, filled with people, was almost deathly silent. A huge chess tournament was currently underway with chess players from all over Teyvat. Each participant was terribly tense, focused only on their own victory, and reporters and photographers crowded around the tables.

You, one of the famous chess players, naturally went there too, immediately defeating many in less than an hour, which attracted people's attention. You had long been known among people as a young chess genius. But even a genius like you had a weak spot - Scaramouche, an athlete from Inazuma, your eternal opponent. He was like a gold mine for journalists, who were always ready to find out about Scaramouche's new scandal. He was always sticking his nose where it didn't belong, was rude and started arguments, but he was no less brilliant and gifted than you.

And so, you were together again at the same table with a chessboard, surrounded by tense silence and people. Everyone was wondering who would win this time: you or Scaramouche. The game had been going on for a long 3 hours and 15 minutes. With each move, fewer and fewer pieces remained on the table, but neither of you was in a hurry to give up so easily. From the sidelines, it was interesting and at the same time funny to watch how you stubbornly tried to surpass each other in the rating each time. Scaramouche looked at you, then looked down. His thin and graceful fingers took a piece and moved it towards you. He pressed the button of the chess clock, wrote down his move on paper, and then looked back at you. Now it was your turn