i do not own Hikaru no Go. And Go is capalized.
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Simplicity
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Go
Without Sai, he would never have felt the smooth touch of a stone in his hand, representing the friends and joy he never longed for until he met them. Without Akira, he would never have found this will—this determination, this ambition—that shaped him. Without Go, he would wither away in the real world like the unlucky.
Tournament
"The tournament founded by Shindo Hikaru—the amazing, super-awesome, best Go player ever!—is the one we're visiting today, Maki."
"What's it called?"
"One Thousand Years or something. Sometimes Shindo Hikaru-sama calls it Sai."
Simplicity
He learned to enjoy the simple things in life—and others than not many noticed. A body, friends, goals.
Akira
When Akira was dismembered on the board, on front of thousands of people, there was something in Shindo's eyes that made it bearable. So he smiled and shook Hikaru's hand.
Shining
Even the cheap stones shined under his fingers as he placed them on the board. And all non-players, insei, and pros felt something. Like cloth soaking up water, until it was near bursting.
Meaning
Sai lived in his Go, so he never stopped playing. Waya noticed in Shindo's worst times, when they were on the verge of a crisis or already in it, he played Go until he did something stpid like faint from exhaustion. But he would wake up grinning.
Akari
Akari's lessons from six to six-forty were some of the happiest times of her life. She made sure Hikaru was well-fed, cleaned after, and then went home skipping because he wouldn't let her walk home alone.
Suicide
When things began getting to him—the rumors, the stabs, the betrayals, the hate, the death, the pain—he would look down from a tall bridge, and think about jumping. But the one time he really thought about it, really complemented it, hands jerked him back with furious screaming. And he wondered if somehow Sai had something to do with it.
Emperor
When someone asked if he wanted to be called the Emperor of Go, Hikaru scoffed. "Emperor? I'd rather be the teacher."
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On a certain day Hikaru seemed out of it. He would take his first board, place the stones on certain places—the same every year—and watch until midnight.