My daily life in love is too contrary to my character.

"Too."

There was no awkwardness between the two. Soga Kirei stood obediently on the ground next to Shiraishi Sawa, pointing out areas where the color was uneven, or taking the paint roller and reapplying it when it ran out.

--

"Phew, this one is finally finished."

The last high wall in the classroom was also finished by Shiraishi Sawa. Shiraishi Sawa breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked at his wrist before remembering that he had also taken off his watch.

"President, what time is it now? Let me see how many classrooms I can paint in this morning. Oops, sorry, President."

His intention was to turn around and ask Soga Kirei what time it was, but he turned around too forcefully and the unfinished latex paint on the roller brush was shaken off by Shiraishizawa, splashing onto Soga Kirei. He quickly apologized.

Suga Wulian looked at the few white spots on her body, calmly shook her head and said, "It's okay. I'm wearing an outfit I don't really like today either. It's a little past 9:40 now, and I've only been brushing for about 20 minutes. It probably won't take much effort to finish brushing like this, which is a bit of a pity."

The last four words were spoken very softly, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't hear them at all.

It seems that without the tasks on the ceiling and under the walls, the clearing speed is indeed quite fast.

Shiraishi Sawa jumped off the table, ignoring the latex paint still on his hands, reached into his pocket, took out a small package of tissues, pulled one out, and handed it to Soga Kirei.

"President, you have some on your face too. Hurry up and wipe it off, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome to wipe it off if it solidifies."

"Where...is it?" Although she had taken the paper, Soga Kiriren looked at Shiraishi Sawa with some confusion.

"That's right, you can't see it. President, come a little closer, let me wipe it for you."

Soga Kirei walked in front of Shiraishi Sawa much faster than he had imagined; it felt like they were still far away just a second ago.

Worried that the latex paint might harden, Shiraishi Sawa took a tissue from Soga Kirei and began to carefully wipe it.

Even through a thin sheet of paper, he could feel the smoothness of her face. The way Suga Kirei looked at him made Shiraishi Zexiu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, right, you can use the front camera of your phone to wipe it. President, you can do it yourself." Shiraishi Sawa suddenly thought of this.

"continue."

Without saying anything else, Soga Kirei only uttered these two words.

Oh well, if I feel uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable.

It wasn't completely wiped off; a few faint white marks remained in some places. "President, you'll have to go to the toilet to scrub it clean later; I didn't wipe it off properly."

"Don't move, you have some on your face too, let me wipe it off for you."

Before giving Shiraishi Zexiu any time to refuse, Soga Kirei began wiping the paint off Shiraishi Zexiu's face.

"President."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you use a tissue to wipe it?"

Looking at Soga Kirei's gradually turning white thumb, Shiraishi Sawa said.

It seems the president forgot to bring tissues.

“It’s alright, I’ll be washing my face soon anyway,” Soga Kirei shook her head and then nodded. “But Shiraishi-kun, it seems like the more I wipe your face, the more smudged it gets.”

Chapter 157 A Phone Call from Aomori Prefecture

"Hey, Shiraishi, is this room finished painting yet...?"

Taichi Oki pushed open the front door of the classroom and saw that Hideki Shiraishi and Kirei Soga were standing so close together, with the girl's hand on the boy's cheek, and both of them were looking at him.

It seems my timing is very unfortunate.

"It's alright, goodbye!" After saying that, Taichi Oki quickly pulled the door shut, slowing down at the last moment and closing the door without making a sound.

They were afraid of affecting the two of them.

After seeing the door close again, Soga Kirei casually turned around and continued wiping Shiraishi Sawa's face.

"It was only a little dirty to begin with, but now it seems like half of my face is dirty."

"It's okay, I'll just go to the toilet and wash up."

Shiraishi Sawa didn't react much. Anyway, the whole student council had been talking about the president's special treatment of him for a long time, and now it was probably impossible to clear his name.

No, this isn't a rumor, there's no way to clear it up, it's just that it can't be hidden any longer.

"President, please check it out and see if the effect is acceptable."

Seeing that the topic had returned to the main business, Soga Kirei looked around seriously.

"It should be fine now. It will look much better after the bottom is painted, but there is still a slight color difference between the ceiling and the walls."

"I just noticed it, but the ceiling is mainly dark because of the dust. It will be fine during the big cleaning when school starts. Besides, no one usually stares at the ceiling."

"I think so too, let's set this as the mission objective."

"I'll wipe the table clean and put it back in its place first, then I'll go wash my face, President, otherwise it really won't come off."

"Ah."

In the distance of the corridor near the entrance, Taichi Oki was chatting with Yoshiko Shimizu. He slowly walked over after seeing the two of them come out.

"Going to the restroom?" Shiraishi Sawa gestured with his hand, preemptively cutting off what the other person was about to say, "Minister, your face is covered in paint too."

--

"Shiraishi, you and the president are together?" Taichi Oki asked curiously from the sink.

"It didn't work out."

"So, Shiraishi, you're still pursuing him?"

"...It's difficult for me to explain anything to you."

"I understand, I understand, everyone understands."

"........"

"Shall we continue with one room per person?" Shiraishi Sawa asked after the four of them came out of the restroom.

"One person per room, of course one person per room."

Shiraishi Sawa ignored Oki Taichi's wink and said, "The third classroom is mine, Captain, you go to the fourth one."

Soga Kirei naturally followed Shiraishi Sawa to the classroom to get the tools, while Oki Taichi and Shimizu Yoshiko exchanged a glance and went to another classroom.

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"Even in complete darkness, I am still very beautiful..."

Both Shiraishi Sawa and Soga Kirei stopped what they were doing and stared at Shiraishi Sawa's crotch.

The cell phone in the pocket next to me.

The song you just heard was Shiraishi Sawa's ringtone.

Seeing that there was latex paint on both sides of Shiraishi Zexiu's hands, Soga Kirei stepped forward and took the phone out of his pocket.

“It’s your mother, Shiraishi-kun,” Soga Kirei said after glancing at the contact name displayed on her phone.

"Mom, I don't know why you called me. President, could you put it on speakerphone for me? It's inconvenient for me to hold it right now."

"Should I excuse myself?"

"No need, I am my mother's biological child, there is no shameful relationship between us."

"Okay." Suwo Wulian smiled faintly, turned off the music on her phone, turned on speakerphone, and held it in her hand.

The Ice Girl's smiles are becoming more frequent.

"Moshi moshi, Mom, what's up?"

"What's wrong, Zexiu? Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong? You're out fooling around all day and never even call home."

"What nonsense are you spouting, Mom? I'm working hard right now so I can support myself in Tokyo, and you still say this to me? I'm heartbroken."

"Alright, alright, Zexiu, I'm starting to miss how quiet you were when you were little. How come you've been talking nonstop ever since you went to Tokyo? If you don't have enough money, just tell your family. It's not like we're completely broke. Your dad and I are quite worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about, Mom. I've hooked up with several rich women in Tokyo and I'm living a very comfortable life. Your son is living off them."

"Come on, do you think I don't know what kind of personality my son has? But speaking of which, Zexiu, have you started dating anyone in Tokyo? When are you going to bring a wife from a big city back to Aomori?"

Suga Wulian, who had been listening silently, widened her eyes slightly, her gaze shimmering, as if she were listening even more intently.

"Mother, your son has no plans to date for the time being."

"Sigh, Zexiu, you've become more talkative, but you're still as distant from girls as you were when you were little. Why didn't you inherit that bastard of a father from you? He used to have a lot of fun with girls when he was young."

Mom wants you to start dating early, to gain some experience so you don't get scammed by bad girls in college. If you're only not dating because you don't have money, the family has some. You don't need to be so frugal. How can you go to high school so far away and only ask for tuition before never asking the family for money again?

"A thoughtful daughter like me, Shiraishi Zexiu, is like this: for the Shiraishi family! It is my duty."

A long, drawn-out laugh came from the other end of the phone, filled with contentment and happiness from Shiraishi's mother.

"Okay, okay, I trust your word. I just hope you can find a girlfriend. Remember to pick one for the Shiraishi family that is sensible, polite, doesn't cause trouble, is hardworking and thrifty, and definitely not the kind who throws tantrums easily. Unlike the Ling family next door, who are so unreasonable and difficult, marrying a girl would be like marrying a queen."

"Let's put this matter aside for now..."

"Hello, Auntie." Suwo Wulian, who had been silent all along, suddenly greeted her.

Without warning, what Shiraishi Sawa was about to say was stuck in his throat.

Even Shiraishi's mother, standing opposite her, was stunned for a moment.

"Who are you?" The voice then carried a hint of probing and excitement.

"I am Shiraishi's friend." Soga Kirei had her back to Shiraishi Sawa, so the girl's expression and demeanor were completely obscured.

"Friends? Oh right, you should still be friends. Where are you now?"

“I’m working. Bai Shi isn’t lying to you. I’m working with him.”

"You're working too? What kind of work do you do?"

"I was in charge of supervising the painting of the walls, but now I want to try it myself."

"It's good to supervise. Painting is too tiring for girls. You can let Zexiu do it. He's very hardworking."

"I...I want to become more diligent and thrifty..." Suga Wulian's voice softened, "And I don't lose my temper..."

“…Okay, okay!” After a brief silence, Shiraishi’s mother across from him was clearly beaming with joy, and you could feel the laughter in every word she uttered.