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"If I exchange this task card with your task card, my inherent advantage disappears," Renz said with a smile. "I ca here just to get information, and now I’m even more certain that I cannot exchange task cards."
"Your presence here has already confird to that you cannot play the piano."
"Otherwise, would you have co here, found a task card you could do, and exchanged it?"
"And if you try to do the task on the card you drew, Hanyu-kun, you’ll very likely end up with a low score."
"In other words, if I do your task, no matter who you exchange task cards with, it will be difficult for you to get a high score. This creates a natural dead-end for you."
Renz systematically laid out his ticulous logic.
"Even if you had previously taken one of my specialty task cards to exchange with , I couldn’t have exchanged with you, because if I did, both of us would get a high score, and I wouldn’t be able to secure the top spot," Renz continued.
"And let tell you an even more unsolvable scenario: after I complete your task card, knowing you can’t complete the task at hand, you’ll try every ans to ensure the other two groups also fail their tasks. This way, at least you can ensure you won’t consistently be last."
"Am I right?" Renz asked.
This segnt.
Even Yu Nagasawa had to admire Renz’s thinking. This was more than just a matter of right or wrong; it was throwing the other three groups of guests into a bottomless abyss in one go.
The other three groups could only choose the "better among the bad" in the competition.
They could no longer contend for the top spot.
Renz snatched Taro Hanyu’s task card. If Taro Hanyu only specialized in Go, it would be very difficult for him to do well in other tasks. In this situation, Taro Hanyu would consistently be at the bottom. But if Taro Hanyu didn’t want to be at the bottom, he would have to find a way to make the other two guest groups also fall to the bottom. In other words, Taro Hanyu was tricked by Renz and now had to work for Renz.
If he didn’t work for Renz, Taro Hanyu would only be stuck in last place, watching others sit above him.
Not exchanging the task card,
Renz was still confident he could do well on this task card’s task.
He was sitting comfortably, watching the show.
Honestly, Renz wasn’t a big fan of this first stage of guest infighting, but there was no other way. Variety shows need conflict, competition, and points of tension between guests.
The first stage definitely needed a spark of guest infighting to determine the tiers of living quarters.
Since the production team wanted a spark,
Renz accepted it.
He accepted the task of being this "spark."
Isn’t it just a challenge against other guests?
Playing a strategy ga within the allowed rules, Renz had a lot of initiative this ti. He got lucky at the start, drawing a task card he was good at, a truly blessed opening. So Renz had to leverage this advantage and crush everyone else.
As for the second stage that Erina was looking forward to, the interaction PK between couples, that would have to wait. The first stage of guest infighting needed to be handled properly first.
Taro Hanyu’s head exploded.
He scratched his head.
Renz’s move was aggressive enough, and his words left Taro Hanyu with no opening. He had no reason to persuade the other party to exchange, because from Taro Hanyu’s perspective as a Go player, he could see the advantage Renz had gained.
"You just said your task was to play a ga of Go at the Go club," Taro Hanyu pondered for a mont; he hadn’t given up his intention either.
Giving up easily, what kind of coback would that be?
Among the many incredible coback gas in Go, which one wasn’t earned through a risky, unconventional play?
"I don’t know what the scoring chanism is, but for this task card I have, there’s no way I can get a high score just by hitting a few notes of ’Croatian Rhapsody’ if I can’t even play it," Taro Hanyu’s gaze fixed on Renz. "So, at the Go club, if you lose the ga, your score probably won’t be very high either."
"The logic is simple: as long as I prevent you from getting a high score, everyone will be on the sa starting line."
"Your thoughts are all correct, but you just shouldn’t have said them out loud."
"You have the right to choose your opponent, but I also have the freedom to give pointers from the side," Taro Hanyu gradually revealed his own line of thought.
He looked directly at Renz.
The youngest world champion in the Go world was now
also showing his sharp edge.
The production team kept switching caras between
the two. The opposition between the guests was now firmly established. Both had hit on key points, and both presented the best possible strategies from their own side.
Renz was not intimidated by Taro Hanyu’s aura. Instead, he clearly stated, "Hanyu-kun, you don’t think everyone will be willing to listen to your pointers, do you?"
"I rember there’s a rule in the Go world: ’Observers do not speak.’"
"Beginners might be willing to listen to your explanations and follow your ideas, but people who have been playing Go for a long ti despise encountering soone like you who comnts and points things out while observing a ga."
"So with stronger tempers might even deliberately move in the opposite direction of your pointers," Renz said calmly. "Do you truly believe that by giving pointers from the side, you can obstruct my hope of victory?"
Taro Hanyu scratched his ear, imdiately deflating as if all the air had gone out of him.
Renz was right.
"Observers do not speak."
Go relies on calculation. Observers constantly comnting and explaining can interfere with the players on the board. That’s why Go matches are usually played in exceptionally quiet environnts.
Just that one sentence.
Taro Hanyu could be 100% sure that Renz understood Go.
"Isn’t this just a last resort?" Taro Hanyu said, scratching his head with a tone of "annoyance with trouble." "I told you long ago I didn’t want to participate in any variety shows. How nice it is to just stay at ho and play Go."
"It’s such a pain to co out."
"And if I don’t get a high score and have to sleep in the living room or sothing, it’s just inhumane." Taro Hanyu waved his hand and asked off-cara, "So, here’s the question: if my task score is very low this ti and I have to sleep in the living room, do I have to sleep on the sofa?"
"That’s too painful."
"It’d be better to make a futon on the floor, clear the sofa. Sleeping on the living room floor, as long as the bedding is laid out, it’s all the sa, there’s not much difference between a room and the living room."
Renz genuinely hadn’t expected Taro Hanyu to give up so quickly. One mont he was radiating full power, like an old chess king unleashing his fire, looking ready to finish him off. The next mont, he was already planning how to sleep in the living room.
This dramatic, lightning-fast surrender once again
brought unstoppable smiles to the faces of the entire production team.
But Taro Hanyu was indeed carefree enough.
However, don’t forget there was an additional penalty: a cup of dark beverage. He couldn’t escape that no matter what.
Renz was quite curious.
What ingredients would the production team’s professional nutritionists use to make this dark beverage?
He heard it could kill one’s taste buds?
How incredibly awful must that taste?!
Taro face was relaxed now. Would he be as relaxed when he actually drank it? Renz was quite curious from a personal perspective.
Anyway, Renz had no intention of letting Erina drink that stuff.
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