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

"So you should be able to let go of any old or new grievances, right? Wait, hey, besides, Fox, I always feel like I'm the one being taken advantage of, like I'm suffering all sorts of misfortunes for no reason."

"You're innocent? Then there's no one innocent in this world." Chiyo sneered. "Besides, you've forgotten that I still have evidence to prove you're not a yakuza prince. It's only right that you suffer a loss."

"Damn it, they really don't want to suffer any loss."

Shiraishi Sawa was also looking out the window. A plane had just flown by, leaving a trail of contrails.

He expressed such sentiments verbally, but his face showed no concern whatsoever.

Chapter 192 The club has a vice president, but it's not Shiraishi. (Bonus chapter for Akira Kurusu's donation)

Subsequently, Shiraishi Sawa was enslaved and began to rearrange the layout of the club activity room according to Ichiryu Chiyo's instructions.

Fortunately, in the end, the other party agreed to arrange a new Switch for him to put here.

Equivalent exchange.

At least that's what Hideaki Shiraishi thinks.

At the invitation of Shiraishi Sawa, Ichiyo also had a meal with the three of them.

The fighting continued throughout the period, and innocent people were also affected, to the point that Shiraishi Sawa Hide regretted it and scolded Takanashi Yuuko for their stupidity.

Of course, it was done quietly, and Yuuko was asked to keep it a secret.

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It was Monday noon on August 30th, and the heat was unusually intense.

There are only 24 days left until the autumnal equinox, but the temperature shows no sign of cooling down. In fact, it climbed to its peak today, with a midday temperature of 37 degrees Celsius.

The cicadas outside the classroom chirped incessantly, telling a story of the unbearable summer.

Instead of going to the cafeteria, Shiraishi Sawah chose to eat his bento in the air-conditioned classroom.

Many other students made the same choice.

Takanashi Yuuko and Kuramochi Sakura disappeared as soon as get out of class ended, probably going to the activity room to wait for her, the only interviewee.

"No, why is it so hot today?" The back door of the classroom opened, and Takagi Ryo tugged at the collar of his school uniform, trying to let more cool air from the air conditioner in.

"Close the door, you bastard!" the student sitting next to the back door yelled angrily.

Due to geographical factors, the concentration of cold air in their area is the lowest.

Even Shiraishi Sawa drew the classroom curtains, blocking the blazing sunlight that tried to intrude from outside.

After quickly finishing his meal, Shiraishi Zexiu got up and set off.

The first rule for interviewees is: never keep the interviewer waiting.

I haven't thought of any other entries yet, so I'll leave them for now.

People on the street huddled together like sea bream being grilled, fearing the blazing sun, and Shiraishi Sawa also tried to walk in the shadows.

Fortunately, there is an elevated walkway between the teaching building and the club building, so as long as you are careful, you can completely avoid the sunlight.

Then a question left Shiraishi Sawa Hide in a dilemma as he walked down to the first floor, where the activity room was right in front of him.

Which one should I interview first?

The High Heels Research Department? Or has it really changed its name to the Elite Learning Department?

The room doors were all tightly closed, and the windows and curtains were drawn, so you couldn't see anything inside.

Without a doubt, once Chiyo and Kuramochi Sakura get involved, they'll definitely start arguing again over this, and I'll probably still be the innocent victim.

"Whoever the little rooster points to, I'll choose..."

After agonizing for a long time, Master Baishi finally chose a simple and unpretentious approach, and even deliberately picked a location that could be seen by the surveillance cameras, so that he could make up an excuse when questioned later.

It's the High Heels Research Department.

As he reached the doorway, Shiraishi Zexiu straightened his collar and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes.

The second rule for interviewees is to maintain a neat and tidy appearance. (Just added.)

Pushing open the door, the cool air brought Shiraishi Zexiu a sense of comfort, but the scene inside was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Chiyo wasn't in the activity room; the interviewer was late.

Soga Kirei sat quietly beside the beechwood table, holding a book in both hands. She was about to turn the page when the blazing sun...

Light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, falling onto the floor, while the scattered rays gently illuminated her profile.

Because the composition was so moving, Shiraishi Sawah closed his mouth, which was about to speak, and quietly looked at her. In a sense, this was his first meeting with Soga Kirei since that day.

Unfortunately, only half a second later, Suga Kirei heard the door open, her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gracefully raised her face.

Upon seeing Shiraishi Zexiu standing at the door, a visible joy shone in his starry eyes.

"Shiraishi-kun, I like you."

This wasn't a memory from Shiraishi Sawa's mind, but rather the words spoken by Soga Kirei at this very moment.

"President," thankfully, Shiraishi Sawa Hide reacted quickly and didn't stand there dumbfounded. Instead, he walked to the beechwood table and sat down opposite Soga Kirei, "Didn't we agree to get along the way we always have? It's so abnormal for you to say something like this as soon as we meet."

Soga Kirei's silent smile was as clear as a spring.

"I've said it before when we met, but I only kept it to myself. Yeah, I won't say it when there are a lot of people around."

“Alright, you win, President,” Shiraishi Sawa waved his hand, choosing to change the subject, and asked, “But President, what are you doing here? Where is everyone else?”

She was eating her lunchbox when I left.

"President, didn't you have lunch?"

"Not yet, we'll have a rice ball and some fruit later."

"So, President, you've joined the High Heels Research Club too?"

"Yes, I saw the application to establish the High Heels Research Department last week. Although the school bypassed the student council and approved it directly."

However, our school's clubs require at least three members to be established. I thought I could help you guys so that no one would think Yiru is being treated differently. So, over the weekend, I asked Yiru if I could join, and she agreed.

"No assessment?" Shiraishi Zexiu nodded and asked this question.

“There was no assessment,” Suga Kirei paused, then continued with a strange expression, “I’m still the vice minister, and I’m your interviewer again today.”

"Isn't this outrageous?" Shiraishi Zexiu covered his face with his hands, leaned back, and floated in mid-air.

Soga Kirei looked at Shiraishi Sawa and smiled gently.

The book I was halfway through just sat there, frozen in time.

Being too far away, Shiraishi Sawa could only make out that it was a Japanese book, so he asked curiously:

"President, what book are you reading?"

"Sputnik Sweetheart, written by Haruki Murakami." Soga Kirei closed the book and showed the cover to Shiraishi Sawa.

"I know this book. Why must people be so lonely? I pondered, why must they be so lonely? What are all the living beings in this world seeking in others? Does this star perhaps revolve on the sustenance of people's loneliness?"

There are a few other interesting sentences in there, I don't know if you've seen them..." Shiraishi Sawa was a little surprised, and then recited a few sentences from the original text as if they were his own treasures.

The young man before her, speaking eloquently, exuded scholarly spirit. Soga Kirei knew that choosing to read Haruki Murakami's books was absolutely the right choice for her.

Thankfully, I discovered it in time; otherwise, I would have been in trouble.

Fortunately, Chiyo did not reject her once she entered the company.

As long as she doesn't have enough determination, victory will surely be in her hands.

Chapter 193: A conversation that's hard to join is really frustrating (Bonus chapter for Akira Kurusu's donation)

After the two chatted about Haruki Murakami for a few minutes, Chiyo pushed open the door to the activity room.

"This weather is so hot!" Chiyo Ichigo grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.

Unfortunately, the short-sleeved uniforms of Mingchuan Middle School do not become semi-transparent when sweating.

"A calm mind brings coolness."

"I'll deduct five points for the first impression. Now, sit over there and get ready for the interview."

The third rule for interviewees: Don't talk too much.

Especially when the interviewer is someone like Chiyo Ichigo.

"Wait a moment," Chiyo walked to the corner of the activity room and rummaged through a box piled with miscellaneous items.

"What is it? If you can't find it, then don't bother looking for it." In any case, Shiraishi Sawa knew it wouldn't do him any good.

“Found it,” Chiyo said, rummaging through the room and finding a suit detachable collar. She tossed it to Shiraishi Sawa. “Put this on. We’re a legitimate club, and we have very strict requirements for hiring.”

Shiraishi Sawa was speechless, but still complied and put it on.

"Ahem," Chiyo Ichigo sat down next to Soga Kirei, cleared her throat, and took out a piece of paper. Shiraishi Sawa noticed that it was completely blank. "Let's begin the interview!"

Shiraishi Zexiu sat upright, showing his respect.

"May I have your name."

"......"

But it was clear that the other party showed him no respect.

"True Kaku Oko."

Upon hearing this, Chiyo nodded seriously and took notes.

"gender?"

"Let me think about it, and I think it should be a man."

What are your hobbies?

"Besides maintaining world peace and fighting monsters, I guess he just likes watching pretty girls."

Are these two women in front of you considered beautiful girls?

"Miss Interviewer, please do not ask personal questions during the interview, but I must admit that both of you do, and each has your own merits."

Shiraishi Sawashu doesn't want to be asked who's prettier anymore.