He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

"I haven't seen you before, are you the new transfer student?"

"Yes, that's right."

The girl looked around Shirakawa.

"Where are you from?"

"Um, from Kyoto?"

Shirakawa casually came up with a neon-themed place name.

“Emmmm,” the girl said thoughtfully, resting her chin on her hand.

Shirakawa stood there, much like a museum exhibit being watched by a crowd.

After a moment, the girl spoke up: "Do you want this bread?"

The girl held up the bread and waved it in front of Shirakawa's eyes.

Shirakawa nodded.

"It's not that I can't give it to you, but you have to play a little game with me. If you win, I'll give you the bread."

"I'll give you more money, can you give it to me?" Better to avoid trouble, Shirakawa didn't like playing games with a strange cool girl in the hallway.

So shameful.

"No," the girl replied.

Shirakawa was also helpless, as no one around him bought two at the same time.

All I can do now is play games.

"Then let's finish this quickly."

"Okay!" The girl took out a deck of cards from her pocket and started shuffling.

Wait, playing cards?

Shirakawa was taken aback. Playing cards in the school corridor? Wasn't that a bit too abstract?

The girl shuffled the cards with practiced ease, flipping them up and down, and suddenly drew three cards, dealing them to Shirakawa.

All are 9s.

It's 999 Cold Relief, right?

The girl also dealt herself three cards.

"I'll go first in the size contest, best of three."

"No, your shuffling skills are so good, what if you cheat?"

Judging from her methods, the suspicions are not unfounded.

Three 9s, what else could it be but cheating?

"Are you going to play, or not?"

"Play, play, play, play."

And so, in the bustling corridor, amidst the auntie packing bread and looking at him like he was an idiot, Shirakawa played three hands of poker with a strange, cool girl.

9对2，9对7，9对3。

Anyway, we won.

"I won, can I have the bread now?"

Shirakawa wanted to escape this awkward situation as soon as possible.

The girl picked up the bread and placed it in Shirakawa's hand.

"Thanks......"

"Wait a minute." The girl suddenly pulled the bread back. "My Line number is xxx plus the order in which the cards were played."

"Aren't you a little bored?" Shirakawa replied.

"Ah, that's true, but more importantly, this way you can better remember my Line number."

The girl grinned.

"No, you can just show the QR code."

"Hey~ I forgot my phone!" The girl put the red bean bread back into Shirakawa's hand.

This time, Shirakawa immediately grabbed it and stuffed it back into his pocket.

“My name is Jackie,” Jackie said, her name having a strange foreign accent.

"Um, I'm Akira Shirakawa."

Jackie opened her mouth and pronounced Shirakawa Akira's name in a strange accent.

"Um, just call me Shirakawa."

Jackie stammered out the name Shirakawa again.

"You can call me Xiaobai."

Although it sounds like a dog's name, it's easy to pronounce.

"Xiaobai? Seems pretty good. Speaking of which, the names of you Japanese are quite strange, they're hard to pronounce and remember, and you have all sorts of weird rules."

"Sorry, I have to go now." Shirakawa would rather hurry up and deliver bread to the boss than chat with this slightly eccentric girl.

Shirakawa ran off in a hurry.

"This newbie is actually quite something."

Jackie came here from studying abroad, thinking that everyone here was a boring, miserable high school student, but she unexpectedly found a unique and different person.

Their behavior, mannerisms, and tone of voice don't resemble those of a Japanese person.

Of course, this is just Jackie's wishful thinking.

5. Video Game Department

Back in the classroom, Sadako was still engrossed in the game.

Nikaido, the eldest sister, lay slumped on her desk, so hungry she felt utterly hopeless.

Seeing Shirakawa return, his eyes lit up again.

"Ah~ Shirakawa, you're so slow~" Misaki Nikaido called out in a drawn-out tone, clearly dissatisfied.

"Sorry, boss, I was delayed a bit on the way. Here, this is your red bean bread and some change."

"No need, consider this change as your errand fee." Nikaido only took the red bean bread and began to eat it heartily.

Shirakawa returned to his seat, opened his plain bread, and took a big bite.

It was dry and uncomfortable, like biting into a big mouthful of lime.

There's no other way but to make do.

"Hey, Shirakawa, how did you manage to get the red bean bread? This bread is selling like hotcakes, and it's practically impossible to get one."

"Ah, a classmate bought too much, so I bought it from her."

"Not bad luck!" Nikaido laughed and patted Shirakawa on the shoulder.

"Wait, what are you eating?"

"It's the original flavor." Shirakawa took another big bite and chewed it dry.

"No way, you can actually eat this?" Misaki Nikaido looked surprised. "Last time I didn't finish it and took it home to feed the stray dogs, but they wouldn't eat it."

Even dogs wouldn't eat it.

Nikaido broke the red bean bread in half, and the red bean paste overflowed from the bread. Then Misaki handed the untouched half to Shirakawa: "Here, take this as a thank you gift for helping me yesterday."

"No need, this is fine with me."

"You call yourself a man? Why are you dawdling like that? Give me half of yours too." Nikaido forcefully stuffed half of his red bean bread into Shirakawa's hand, then forcibly took the other bread from Shirakawa, broke it in half, and started eating.

Shirakawa was very grateful to the older sister, but the problem was that the part he bit off was taken by Nikaido Misaki.

She's still eating that part right now, in front of Shirakawa.

This... isn't this just indirect kissing?

Misaki Nikaido was completely caught off guard.

She probably wouldn't know if I didn't tell her.

Shirakawa ate his bread with gratitude.

Nikaido has been really good to me. Sometimes when I'm playing games, I fantasize about what I would do if Nikaido appeared next to me.

That's why I need to make sure that Misaki Nikaido doesn't get taken advantage of by that bastard Okada.

"Ugh, I'm full." Misaki Nikaido stretched and lay down on the table, ready to sleep.