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

The book title only has the word 'love' written in artistic font, and there is no other information. It is unknown who wrote the book. Shiraishi Sawa Hide is going to take a look.

“…” Shiraishi Sawa fell silent.

“Fox-san, I have a question,” Shiraishi Sawa said with a sigh after opening the book, “Why do you buy these decorations instead of some real books?”

The book wasn't a real book; there was nothing inside. It was just an empty plastic box.

"The decorations that came with this bookshelf were put up because the person who brought it over thought they looked nice," Chiyo Ichiri replied after glancing at them. "We've already bought the actual books, so just let me know if there's anything else you'd like to read."

"Thank you, President. Are there any age restrictions for those books?"

"It's suitable for all ages, even those under 18 can watch it." Chiyo sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Baby, what on earth is going on in your head?"

"The treasures of this world! The future of Earth! Shiraishi Sawa Hide's little secret!"

“I’d love to hear the third one explained in detail.”

"It's unacceptable to focus on the trivial and neglect the essential. I'd rather tell you about the first two things I have in my head."

"It's boring."

The conversation started casually and ended abruptly, but neither of them seemed uncomfortable. Shiraishi Sawah turned the screen sideways and started playing a game, while Ichiyo continued scrolling through her phone, humming a song that Shiraishi Sawah wasn't familiar with. Her voice was as gentle as a bird's song, creating a beautiful melody.

Shiraishi Sawa was very envious.

"Nice!" Shiraishi Sawah shouted after completing the game, but he was met with a glare from Ichiyo Ichiyori for it.

Turn off your phone screen and place it on the table.

"President, do you have any ideas about our club's activities?"

Shiraishi Sawa Hideki still remembers the mission he carries.

It's a pity that the tasks don't reward points. Speaking of which, my system hasn't been active for a long time. What about the tasks? I can't just let myself never reach 50,000 points without any tasks being released, can I?

"Aren't we doing club activities right now?"

“Hiss,” Shiraishi Zexiu pretended to ponder for a moment, then nodded, “It’s hard to accept that the club president and members are playing on their phones together, even if they’re playing different things—it’s a club activity.”

Based on my research of the school, the cultural festival is usually held in October or November. If we want to participate, we can't exactly be pretending to be on our phones, right?

“Cultural Festival…” Chiyo seemed slightly interested upon hearing this. “Last year, the Ministry of Etiquette was responsible for welcoming guests at the Cultural Festival. I only went for half a day and then left. It was really not very interesting. I might consider it this year.”

"Yes, yes." After nodding a few times, Shiraishi Sawa suddenly noticed that Ichiyo was staring intently at him and hugged him tightly. "No, Fox-san, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Look how scared you are," Chiyo chuckled dismissively, then asked, "Baby dog, why are you suddenly interested in this? Shouldn't you have always thought these things were the most boring?"

Of course, it's so that I can feel more at ease when receiving and spending money.

"Of course, it's so that the High Heels Research Club can shine at the cultural festival. I said I wanted to win Club of the Year." Shiraishi Sawah was full of ambition.

"What can the High Heels Research Department do? Do they really research high heels? I only set it up because I thought it would be fun. If you're just going to work here all the time, this department could probably be disbanded by now. It's more interesting to work at a supermarket than to be stuck here all day."

Nao Ichiryu has a very thorough understanding of Chiyo Ichiryu.

"That's why I quit my job at the supermarket. I decided to dedicate a portion of my time to this club."

"What about next door?" Chiyo suddenly asked.

"Comparing the top academic department to the high-heeled shoe research department is like comparing a firefly to an 800-watt incandescent bulb."

Since the president and vice president of the club next door aren't here, I can say whatever I want now.

“First,” Chiyo said with a smile, “how can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon? Our department is the bright moon, not just an 800-watt incandescent bulb. Second, say it again, I’m recording it.”

Once you enter the world of Chiyo, you can't afford to play anymore.

This is how Hideaki Shiraishi commented.

"Ahem, some things lose their effectiveness if you say them too much. What's the point of saying them?" Shiraishi Sawa looked down at the hardcover book 'love', trying to glean knowledge from the plastic box.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Chiyo leaned back in her chair. "This chair is really uncomfortable. I'll order a sofa when I get home. Does the club's sole member have any ideas about what to do at the High Heels Research Club's cultural festival? I can consider adopting any reasonable suggestions."

"There are many things we can do, nothing that doesn't need to fit our club's name. We can do things like singing and dancing."

The selection of classes and clubs for the cultural festival is not fixed; as long as it is reasonable, legal, and attractive, the school will approve and support it.

"Baby dog, please show me your singing and dancing skills."

"This is just an example. Right now, even though I'm the brains of the club, I still don't have any ideas. Fortunately, there's no rush, so I can think about it after the school trip."

"So all that you just said was just nonsense? What should we do now?"

"The club president and members are playing on their phones together."

"Is this any different from what we just did?"

"For example, if we can play the same games, then that's a club activity."

What game?

"There are plenty! Whatever game you want to play, I'm happy to play!"

.......

Around 5:00 a.m., the two people came out of the activity room and locked the door.

Shiraishi Sawa's ears were a little red, as Chiyo had pulled them.

Once you enter the world of Chiyo, you can't afford to play anymore.

This is still Shiraishi Sawa's evaluation.

Is it strange to have Tigger or other special forces soldiers in chess? What's the point of flipping the table, especially since the beechwood table is too heavy to lift, so they pull on the ear instead?

"From now on, come to the activity room promptly at 4 PM on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I will decide when the club activities end, and I will notify you in advance if there are any other activities."

"Okay." Shiraishi Zexiu rubbed his ears. "Baby Fox, where are you staying now, at Zhong Yutu's place or the villa?"

"I'll live with my mom, and I'll move to Zhong Yutu's place alone when the weather gets cooler."

"Okay, then it's not on my way. I'll go home first."

"OK Bye Bye."

--

The hot weather continues, and so does life.

Resting in the same room, Takanashi Yuko was no longer too awkward, but sometimes when she saw Shiraishi Sawa Hide wearing only his underwear, she would still shyly cover her eyes.

Kuramochi Sakura came every day except Tuesday, but it is said that she will be flying to another city with her mother next week to discuss business and take on an important secretarial position.

Kuramochi Mika trusts her and has assigned her an extra secretary, which frustrates Kuramochi Sakura, who decides to prove herself to her mother next week.

Meanwhile, in a tit-for-tat move, the club activities of the top academic department were scheduled for Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Fortunately, the right to use the classroom across the street had been approved, so Shiraishi Sawa didn't need to worry about learning Shadow Clone Technique.

Even after joining Chiyo, her words were still unreliable. She clearly said that club activities were only on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but it was obvious that there were activities every day. Every day at 3:50 pm, Shiraishizawa Hide would receive her message on time: "There's an activity today, remember to come."

In the past, Chiyo didn't want to participate in any activities. Instead, she dragged Shiraishi Sawa to play various board games. Not only did she learn Shiraishi Sawa's moves, but she also improved and updated them. Shiraishi Sawa, who was already no match for her, lost even more miserably. She would only help him when the president was around.

Going in with a clean face every day, coming out with a face covered in turtle-like welts, those three thousand yen weren't so easy to earn.

Soga Kirei remained as stubborn as ever. Whenever she met Shiraishi Sawashu alone, Shiraishi Sawashu would always hear the familiar words, "Shiraishi Sawashu, I love you." Although she never heard anything like that from Shiraishi Sawashu, the girl was still always very happy.

When I'm in the high heel research department or alone, I talk more, and it seems like I'm trying to make myself talk.

She would tell Shiraishi Sawa about all the interesting things that happened during the day, and she laughed even more.

--

September 6th, Monday, hot.

The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain today.

Actually, there were signs as early as September 4th, but the rainstorm kept arriving late.

Today was no exception. Until school ended in the afternoon, the sky was full of dark clouds, but not a single drop of rain fell.

Shiraishi Sawa was playing basketball—the same group of people from the summer. Today was supposed to be the high-heeled shoe research club's activity day, but Shiraishi Sawa had taken the day off.

In a 5v5 game, Shiraishi Sawa and Oki Taichi naturally positioned themselves on opposite sides, defending each other individually.

Because of the heat, there were no spectators nearby, except for some students who hadn't left after school and were leaning on the railings to watch from the nearby school building.

The weather was hot, and everyone had to run back and forth frequently. Within just a few minutes of starting, everyone was covered in sweat.

"Minister, don't stick to me! You sweaty guy, stay away from me!" Shiraishi Sawa, holding the ball, tried to break through Oki Taichi's defense with words first.

"Don't even think about Shiraishi, I'm sticking with you for life!" Taichi Oki spread his arms wide, staring at Shiraishi Zexiu like a predator hunting its prey.

"Damn it, coach, grant me strength! I want to play basketball too!"

......

The young men, their sweat pouring down their faces, ran wildly on the court.

Tick.

That's the sound of sweat dripping onto the ground.

Tick.

This is the sound of raindrops hitting Shiraishi Zexiu's nose.

Shiraishi Sawa looked up. The dark clouds were as thick as a bowl of old-fashioned miso soup. Scattered raindrops began to appear in the sky, falling to the ground without being seen from where they came from.

"It's raining!"

Gradually, the other players on the field also noticed this situation.

"This damn heatwave is finally coming to an end!"

The long-awaited downpour finally arrived.

"Shall we continue?"

The rain began to intensify, and a continuous pattering sound gradually came from the surrounding area. Suddenly, a young man asked this question.

"How can this continue...?"

"Come on! Let's continue!" The previous person's hesitant question was interrupted by Taichi Oki's excited voice, "Let's celebrate the end of this awful weather of over 30 degrees! Those who aren't going to take a ride should hurry up and leave now that the rain has lessened, and those who are going should stay. If there aren't enough for the whole game, we'll play half a game!"

With a little rainwater on his hands, Shiraishi Sawa used both hands to sweep his hair back from his bangs to prevent the wet hair from blocking his vision.

"If Minister Oki continues, then I must continue as well, otherwise you won't be able to defend against it."

The boy's eyes shone with a strange light, as if they held the image of a bird just released from its cage and a fish just entering the water.