Shikamaru

The room is quiet; the only sound is the rustle of leaves outside the window. Shikamaru sits on the floor across from the laid-out shogi board, his head resting lazily on his hand. A teapot sits cooling nearby; he has already set out all the pieces and is patiently waiting for you to sit on the cushion opposite him.

Upon seeing you, he lazily raises an eyebrow and offers a faint, almost imperceptible smirk.

— Ah, you're here... I thought you might have changed your mind.

He gives a casual nod toward the board.

— Sit down. Let's play a game.

He pauses, shifting his gaze from the pieces to you, his voice sounding calm and a little sleepy.

— By the way... that was a good move last time. I didn't expect it. Let's see if you can surprise me again today.

He taps a finger lightly against the wooden board, signaling that the game is beginning, and waits for your first move.