Chapter 478:

Nation of evil

En Passant Grandmaster

The game between Irja and Daria had opened with Irja moving her pawn to d4 and Daria moving her knight to f6. C4, c6, knight f3, and d5 saw the game morph from an Indian Game to a Slav Defense, with e3, bishop f5, c captures d5, c captures d5, and knight e5 locking in the Quiet, Schallopp, Exchange Variation of it. This was where things got rolling as after Daria moved her f-knight to d7, things were completely even.

"You sure were stupid jumping in to face me. I saw how much you were sobbing and screaming last night, and most importantly, how badly you played," Irja sneered as she moved her knight to c3.

"And now? I've slept it off, and even regrown my hair," Daria huffed as she captured the knight at e5 with her knight and flicked her hair.

"You won an unlimited supply... And that bitch had the gall to shave me like that. Serves her right for dying in complete failure," Irja spat as she captured the knight at e5 with her d-pawn.

"Seems you're all nothing but despicable," Daria scoffed as she moved her knight to c6.

"DON'T MISTAKE! I hate being bald, but Olavi, kyah! Olavi ordered me to stay like this as failure to kill you last night! Ah, Olavi, OLAVI! I'm a momma because I'm his top breeding bitch," Irja gushed as she moved her pawn to g4.

The look of disgust on Daria's face continued to intensify as she moved her bishop to g6.

"You dare to scorn me with your cringe? The nerve of you," Irja scowled as she moved her bishop to b5.

Daria chose to remain silent as she moved her pawn to e6, but of course, Irja didn't take to kindly to the silent treatment.

"Don't go silent!" Irja fumed as she moved her pawn to h4.

Daria moved her pawn to h5 in silence.

"SPEAK, will you!?" Irja shouted as she moved her bishop to d2.

Again, silence as Daria moved her rook to c8.

"If you remain silent, I won't tell you a thing about Deep Blue and Finland," Irja snarled as she moved her rook to c1.

"Oh really?" Daria glared as she moved her pawn to d4.

"That's right, but you'll have to keep talking. I HATE the silent treatment when silence isn't enforced," Irja giggled as she captured the pawn at d4 with her e-pawn.

"Alright, I'll keep talking, so you'd better start talking," Daria growled as she captured the pawn at d4 with her queen.

"Then what shall we talk about?" Irja asked as she moved her bishop to e3.

"How about Finland itself," Daria shrugged as she captured the pawn at e5 with her queen.

With a malicious grin, Irja moved her pawn to a4 before singing a song. "Olavi, oi Olavi, perusti pahan Kansan [Olavi, oh Olavi, founded a nation of evil]."

"Huh?" Daria scowled as she moved her bishop to c5.

"What? It's best to just sing you the propaganda jingle. That explains everything in a state-approved manner," Irja laughed as she moved her rook to h3.

"So Finland's found itself at the mercy of a deranged dictator. I can see why the boy hates the man so much," Daria grumbled as she captured the bishop at e3 with her bishop.

"YOU DARE DISRESPECT OLAVI!?" Irja roared as she captured the bishop at e3 with her rook.

"I do dare," Daria smirked as she moved her queen to h2.

"OLAVI IS GREATNESS! HE GRACES ME WITH HIS SEEDS!" Irja shouted as she captured the pawn at h5 with her g-pawn.

"No, you're just that brainwashed," Daria glared as she captured the pawn at h5 with her rook.

"You'll all be thrown into the void like the conduits," Irja snarled, saliva oozing out of her gritted teeth as she moved her knight to e4.

"'Lose'? How? The boys have already won their match 4-0, and us ladies lead you 3-0, with a 4-0 sweep coming up shortly," Daria grinned as she moved her rook to d8.

"Juha-Pekka's just a lazy slacker. I fight to the end, and will win my battle. Then... YOU'LL BE THE ONLY ONE ON THE TEAM DYING!" Irja madly cackled as she slammed her queen down on f3.

"Really? You're over 2000 and you think you're gonna win this? Oh wait, your WWCF card is blue, yes. That must mean the 2212 is the best you can do, and not your base rating so I've heard," Daria taunted as she captured the bishop at b5 with her rook.

"You think I'd fall for such an obvious trap!? You're finished, maestro!" Irja fumed as she captured the knight at c6 with her rook.

"'Finished'? Yes, with that move, things are just about finished. Check," Daria proudly huffed as she moved her queen to g1.

Irja went quiet as her jaw slowly begun to hang in disbelief. She was unable to form a coherent sentence, but since her only legal move was king e2, her hand slowly began moving it on it's own. And once the move was complete, it was curtains for Irja.

"Checkmate. Now care to never bother us again? The least you could do after we swept you 4-0," Daria smirked as she moved her queen to d1, winning the game.

Japan's women's team had also prevailed against Finland, and in 4-0 fashion as well. And none could be more upset than Olavi, who was no longer able to prevent a scowl from seeping through to his face.

The full game:

White: Irja Pirkkiö (2212) Black: Maestro Himitsu (Daria Inoue) (3200)

1. d4 Nf6

2. c4 c6

3. Nf3 d5

4. e3 Bf5

5. cxd5 cxd5

6. Ne5 Nfd7

7. Nc3 Nxe5

8. dxe5 Nc6

9. g4 Bg6

10. Bb5 e6