"Yes, now check it out - over."
"Hey! I waited for it! Seriously! I can afford rice or anything!
"You can't. The battle is a battle. Better than that. Really? Bet you were okay? My boss would be pissed off if he found out, wouldn't he? I don't want you to withdraw it."
In a vast white space, men and women play chess at small tables and chairs. A man with a gray hair wearing a robe like a high priest and a dandy uncle with a beard is slightly tear-eyed by his female counterpart, who looks like a freshly graduated college student with dark hair wearing a suit.
"Eh, my winner is someone with eight skill vouchers and one resident over there. Even a hero can summon you."
Men look very pale against women who laugh a little badly at niggles. Or Setouchi.
"Um, can you spare the residents, after all?... 8 more for Skill Grant Certificates... No, I'll give you 10!
"You can't. My kids haven't grown up with culture or anything yet, and they've been stagnant for about 400 years now... so clearly, you're bored to look at them. That's why I just wanted a kid to be a culture and technology detonator. So da-me!
"... Ugh... absolutely pissed off... absolutely pissed off at my wife rather than my boss...
After the woman had just finished the negotiation and had a little thought, she waved her right hand gently and Chess disappeared from the table. A piece of paper and a pen appeared.
"Well, that's what I get from you… a grown boy who left high school at least from Japan on Earth. You can't be an old man, because you can't live in our world... because I'm going to use the skill voucher that I wound up with this time for that kid. You don't want the kid you sent from your place to die any time soon, do you?
"Well... right. Take care of him, will you? I'm somewhat smart, and I'm not sick or anything. I'm going to designate a kid and elect him. Look one at a time anyway, and you can't make up your mind, so it's random, okay? For once, you're under arrest. Don't be a kid who's not connected to crime, whether you're not...
"Right. Well, thank you. I'm prepared to accept it properly."
That's the woman who disappears to melt into space. The man left on the spot saw a piece of paper with what he had just talked about and left a sigh and disappeared just like her.