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

Sixteen or seventeen is the most passionate age for teenagers.

Still somewhat childish, yet full of hope.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, but no one chose to leave.

The basketball, spiraling through the air, left a trail of water, shimmering with a dreamlike quality, before being caught steadily by Shiraishi Sawa.

"be careful."

"Let's continue!"

The rainstorm is intensifying.

Chapter 198 Just My Favorite Person (4600)

Youth and passion always come at a price.

However, even if Shiraishi Sawah were to do it again, he would still press the 'continue' button.

Shiraishi Sawa, who got up at six o'clock to go for a morning run, felt unwell and covered his forehead.

It's probably not a fever, just a cold.

Feeling dizzy, Shiraishi Sawa first grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and blew his nose—Takanashi Yuko had moved back to her own room after yesterday's downpour.

"Morning runs are out of the question," Shiraishizawa Hide posted a message in the group chat for our game:

"How are you guys doing? I caught the virus, but it's just a minor cold."

No one answered; after all, it was only six o'clock.

He adjusted the position of the electric fan, which was originally blowing on his upper body, so that it was blowing on his feet, and then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

--

"Dong dong dong."

The knocking on the door woke Shiraishi Sawah. "Shiraishi-kun, it's time for school. You'll be late if you don't get up now."

Then I realized I'd forgotten to talk to the little bird.

"Oh, I've caught a cold, so I won't be going to school for the next few days. I'll call Mr. Gennai later to let him know." Shiraishi Sawa opened his eyes, straightened his upper body, and looked sleepy.

It doesn't have a nasal tone yet, and it still sounds good.

The door was immediately opened—Shiraishi Sawa had never locked it before.

"Are you alright, Shiraishi-kun?" Takanashi Yuko looked at Shiraishi Sawah with great concern.

Shiraishi Sawa was still shirtless, but Takanashi Yuko was no longer shy about it. What was more important and worrying now was Shiraishi Sawa's physical condition.

"It's nothing, just a minor cold, don't worry." Shiraishi Zexiu waved his hand.

"How can a minor cold prevent someone from going to school!"

Clearly, Takanashi Yuuko didn't believe it at all, and walked over directly to place her hand firmly on Shiraishi Sawa's forehead.

It seemed like my hands had just been washed; they were icy cold, like a small river winding through the mountains.

After a few seconds, she pressed it against her forehead again, and only after confirming that the temperature difference wasn't significant did Yuko Takanashi breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Scholar Baishize explained:

"Don't worry, my principle is that if I'm sick, I don't go to school."

It's about truly putting it into practice, unlike Houtarou Oreki, who can't control himself every time he hears "I'm curious".

Shiraishi Sawah gets a cold almost every year for all sorts of reasons. I wonder if this cold will be the only one this year.

Whenever he catches a cold, Shiraishi Sawah will not go to school, mainly because, for him, missing a few days of school has no impact on his grades.

Even reading books at home for a while and reviewing knowledge from a previous life can be considered a preview of several weeks' worth of knowledge for this life.

This is also why all his teachers have allowed him to do this since he was a child.

"But being sick isn't pleasant either, really. You shouldn't have played ball in the rain yesterday, Shiraishi-kun." With her brows furrowed, Takanashi Yuuko's voice was a little reproachful.

"Go to school, Takanashi, or you'll be late. Or you can stay and take care of me," Shiraishi Sawa said with a smile.

Takanashi, however, made a gesture of serious thought, her brows furrowing slightly in a cute way, her upper teeth biting her lower lip.

"Then I'll take the day off too." She said this as her teeth left her lips, revealing slightly glistening cherry lips.

"I was just joking. Do you think someone in my condition needs anyone to take care of them? I'll just go make some medicine to drink later. You go to school."

Shiraishi Sawa Hide was not prepared for this reaction.

"Are you really alright?"

"I'm really fine. Do you want me to get out of bed and show you a backflip right now?"

"May I?"

"No, I can't even when I'm not sick."

"Well... I've been carrying my phone with me all day. If anything happens, please call me immediately, okay?" Takanashi Yuuko said earnestly, looking into Shiraishi Sawa Hide's eyes.

"Okay, my dear mother in Tokyo."

Upon hearing this, Takanashi Yuuko blushed slightly. "I remember!" she said, and then quickly left the room.

Soon, the sound of the apartment door opening and closing could be heard outside. Because he would be late for school if he didn't hurry, Shiraishi Sawa sighed with a smile.

I took out my phone, and there was a discussion in the group chat.

After some calculations, only two out of ten people had caught a cold: Shiraishi Sawa and Oki Taichi.

They should clearly be the two people with the strongest physiques.

The conclusion reached in the group was 'the heavens are jealous of talent'—well, that's just the conclusion of Shiraishi Sawa and Oki Taichi.

Others thought he deserved it.

Taichi Oki did not ask for leave and went to class as usual.

After stopping the small talk, Shiraishi Sawa found Gennai Ichiro's number in his contacts, dialed it, and told him that he was sick and needed to take a few days off.

Unsurprisingly, even after confirming that Shiraishi Sawa's condition was not serious, Gennai Ichiro still agreed to his request for leave.

I'm still dizzy, I'll sleep a little longer.

--

When he woke up again, only an hour had passed, it was 8:30. After getting dressed, Shiraishi Sawa went to the kitchen to eat the breakfast that Takanashi Yuko had left for him.

These past few days have happened to be the time when schools from the Kyoto area are visiting Akikawa, so Shiraishi Sawa Hide has escaped the fate of having to pretend to be studying very hard.

Additional benefits.

After finishing his meal and taking some cold medicine, Shiraishi Sawa decided to take another nap. He decided not to cook lunch for himself and would just go out and buy a bento box instead.

I also need to ask for leave for club activities in the afternoon, but since Kuramochi Sakura won't be at school for a while, I just need to say hello to Ichiri Chiyo.

"Boom boom boom!"

As I approached my room, there was a knock on the door.

Shiraishi Sawa looked at his watch; it was only nine o'clock.

Are they those bastards from NHK who come to collect fees door-to-door? They'll have to play dead again.

Shiraishi Sawa walked to the door, trying not to make a sound, and then unscrewed the cover on the peephole.

Soga Kirei, wearing the Mingchuan school uniform, stood at the door, looking down at her toes.

Shiraishi Zexiu opened the door.

"President, please come in. What brings you here?"

"Shiraishi Sawa Hide, I like you."

The moment the door opened, the girl spoke in a voice as clear as a mountain stream, then smiled happily as if she had completed a task.

"I heard from Daiki that you were sick and took the day off, so I was a little worried and came to check on you." Soga Kirei walked into the apartment and began to change her shoes.

"It's nothing, just a common cold. It's just that I have a habit of not going to school when I'm sick." After Soga Kirei came in, Shiraishi Sawah closed the door. "President, what about your classes today?"

"I took leave to come see you. It's okay if I don't go to those classes."

"President, please understand the phrase 'our previous way of getting along,' I'm finding it a bit hard to handle." Shiraishi Sawah opened some snacks and placed them on the coffee table, then sat down on the sofa with Soga Kirei.

"I'm sorry, but I just couldn't control myself after confessing." Soga Kirei looked up and said to Shiraishi Sawa with a smile, showing no awareness of 'breaking the promise'.

After one glance, Shiraishi Sawa was defeated by the girl's doll-like, pretty face:

"Try to control it, try to control it."

Soga Kirei nodded heavily, moved closer, and took Shiraishi Zexiu's arm with her hand.

The girl's skin was slightly cool, and her right hand, which was being held, felt very comfortable. Shiraishi Sawa tried to pull away, but found herself held very firmly, and looked helplessly at Soga Kirei:

"President, is this your idea of ​​'trying to control'?"

“I’m in control,” Suga Wulian said matter-of-factly. “But when we were just friends, you said that it’s okay to hold hands when there are fewer people around, depending on the situation. I think it’s okay now.”

Besides, we've known each other for almost a semester, that's long enough, the conditions are met!

“I don’t think this is a good situation. Look, I have a cold, and if you’re so close to me, I’m more likely to infect you.” Shiraishi Zexiu found a reason.

“Then let’s get sick together. I’ll come over every day to help you recover.” Suwo Wulian didn’t loosen her grip; instead, she held on even tighter.

"President, your phone is lit up." Shiraishi Sawa saw Soga Kiri's phone on the coffee table and a message notification popped up.

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

Shiraishi Sawah gave up struggling and accepted his fate.

"President, how did you get here? How are you going to get back today?"

"I asked Aunt Zuo Ye to bring it over. I told her to come pick me up after school."

"Then let's just have dinner before going back. I wasn't planning on cooking since I was alone anyway, and I was just about to go to sleep. Now that you're here, I'll go and prepare lunch and dinner for today."

"No!" Soga Kirei finally let go of Shiraishi Zexiu's hand, stepped off the sofa and stood in front of him. "Today you are a patient, so you can leave everything to me. I came here to take care of you."

"But my illness is very mild... the kind that can be ignored."