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

“That’s an illness too. You can only sit here today,” Suwo Wulian said, pursing her lips as she thought for a moment. “Or you can lie in bed. I’ll take care of everything else for you.”

"President, can you cook?" Shiraishi Sawa asked tentatively.

As if she had been waiting for this moment for ages, Suga Wulian tilted her fair, jade-like face slightly and gave Shiraishi Zexiu a smile like that of a fawn in the forest.

"Shiraishi really likes steamed eggs, right? I learned several kinds from the housekeeper at home a long time ago."

The fan made the girl's long hair sway, and the scene was really beautiful.

"Okay, lunch is in your hands, President. Thank you for your hard work." Even Shiraishi Sawa Hide couldn't refuse the expectation in the girl's eyes.

"I can do other things too. What was Shiraishi originally planning to do today?"

I was planning to take a nap this morning.

"Let's go to sleep then."

"There's no such thing as a 'sleep-for-hire' service between friends," Shiraishi Sawa replied calmly, having already guessed the answer.

“I’ve slept with Miko many times.”

That's because you're the same gender.

“Then I’ll sing to Shiraishi, and then sit next to you and watch you sleep,” Soga Kirei said regretfully after accepting this conclusion.

After thinking about the image, he felt it wasn't quite right, and Shiraishi Sawa adjusted his collar:

"Cough cough, I feel refreshed, not sleepy at all. I can even run 30 kilometers now."

"I can't help with that." Suga Wulian looked at her shoes in the entryway. "I didn't wear sneakers today."

"I didn't really mean to run away, so how about you watch a variety show with me, President?" Shiraishi Sawa thought this was a perfectly safe activity. Actually, he originally wanted to watch anime, but unfortunately, the president didn't watch it.

"it is good."

After selecting the variety shows the two wanted to watch, Soga Kirei sat back on the sofa, gazing longingly at Shiraishi Sawa, who had his arms crossed.

"What's wrong?" Shiraishi Zexiu pretended not to understand.

A longing look in their eyes.

"Let's watch TV."

A longing look in their eyes.

"......"

Shiraishi Sawa placed his right hand back to the side, and Soga Kirei immediately hugged him, smiling adorably.

After watching for more than ten minutes, Shiraishi Sawa looked at the girl who had her head resting on his shoulder and said softly, as if talking to himself:

Why?

"You had better."

"Is it a friend card?"

"It's my favorite person's card."

Why?

"Because I really like Shiraishi." Soga Kirei continued watching the variety show, but her eyes showed determination as she spoke firmly.

“If…” A hint of confusion flashed in Shiraishi Sawa’s eyes, and he stopped after saying two words.

"Hmm?" Instead, Suga Wulian turned her head and looked at her cautiously, her hands unconsciously tightening their grip.

"It's alright, I forgot. There are no 'what ifs' in this world." Shiraishi Zexiu smiled at her and didn't say anything more.

"OK!"

--

"I'll go cook for you, Shiraishi!"

The two of them watched until eleven o'clock, when Soga Kirei noticed the time and said something.

"Okay, keep it up." Not wanting to dampen Suga Kirei's enthusiasm, Shiraishi Zexiu encouraged her. Steamed eggs, no matter how they're made, are unlikely to taste too bad or cause any problems, so he was quite reassured.

However, Shiraishi Sawa still walked to the kitchen doorway and watched Soga Kirei operate the stove, worried that she might burn her hand by pressing it against the heating area of ​​the induction cooker.

My technique was still a bit clumsy, and a lot of eggshells fell off when I cracked the eggs, but Soga Kirei used chopsticks to pick them all out bit by bit. Then I added water and beat the eggs.

Shiraishi Sawa usually adds water by feel, but Soga Kirei is different; she holds a bowl and pours water in little by little.

"My aunt told me about the best proportions, and our bowls are this size too."

Soga Kirei, who was bending over and staring at the bowl, noticed Shiraishi Sawa's gaze, turned her head, smiled somewhat awkwardly, and explained.

"It's alright, President. Adding too much water makes it tender, and adding too little water also makes it taste good. There's no need to worry about it."

"No, I want to make the best for Shiraishi."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chairman." Shiraishi Zexiu didn't say anything more and just watched quietly.

Pour water into the induction cooker, then place the steaming rack inside, and finally put the bowl containing the egg mixture in. Cover it with the lid and set a ten-minute timer.

Without any major mishaps, the president can finally say that he is also skilled at cooking a dish.

Shiraishi Sawa went outside to blow his nose, and seeing that Soga Kirei hadn't come out, he asked loudly in confusion:

"President, what are you doing?"

"I'm keeping an eye on it, I'll take it out when it's ready."

"Isn't there already a timer?"

"I'm worried that the temperature will be too high or too low. It's my first time making it by myself, and I want to make it as perfect as possible."

Shiraishi Sawah threw the paper into the trash can and returned to the kitchen to chat with Soga Kirei to keep her from getting bored.

--

"All right!"

Soga Kirei was delighted to see the lid filled with water droplets of condensation.

"Congratulations, President, on creating such a delicious dish!"

Shiraishi Sawa started clapping vigorously.

"You haven't tried it yet."

"I can already smell the aroma. You can tell what good food is by its smell." Seeing that Suga Wulian was about to open the lid, Shiraishi Zexiu stepped forward to stop her. "Let me do it. This is very hot. Our dishcloth is a bit torn. You might burn your hand when you use it, Chairman."

“Okay.” Suga Wulian didn’t try to be stubborn. She obediently took a step back and stood to the side, watching Shiraishi Zexiu open the lid and take out the bowl through the rag.

Shiraishi Sawa handed her the soy sauce:

"President, you can add the last bit of soy sauce too."

Is this light soy sauce or regular soy sauce?

"President, you even know this? It's light soy sauce. You can add more."

"Hmm!" After taking the soy sauce bottle, Soga Kirei took the bowl that had just been used to measure the water and then used it to measure the soy sauce again. She looked at Shiraishi Zexiu and said, "Shiraishi, do you like it not too salty, just so-so, or salty?"

"Anything is fine."

"it is good!"

A meal consisting of only one steamed egg would be too monotonous, so Shiraishi Sawa Hide decided not to cook any more dishes, worried that it would hurt Soga Kirei's feelings. Instead, he took out canned and packaged cold dishes and handed them to Soga Kirei to unpack and arrange on a plate.

So, rounding up to 104, a lunch of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast was prepared.

After all the dishes were served, Soga Kirei scooped out two bowls of rice and handed them to Shiraishi Sawashu—this was something she had requested herself.

"I'm starting to eat."

Shiraishi Sawa scooped up a spoonful of steamed egg and put it in his mouth.

The girl stared intently at herself, her hands clenched together, her lips bitten until they turned white.

She looks adorably nervous.

"It's delicious, President."

Soga Kirei laughed happily.

The restaurant transitioned from summer through autumn and winter, and into spring.

It makes you want to stay there forever.

Chapter 199 The Missing Yet Complete Puzzle (4600)

After lunch, Soga Kirei dutifully took on the task of washing the dishes.

The bowls at home are made of plastic, so they generally won't break if dropped, and there's no chance of someone getting hurt.

So Shiraishi Zexiu felt relieved and sat back in the living room to check his phone.

In the morning, because I didn't have my right hand, I didn't look at it, but the screen lit up very frequently.

Many people sent him messages, and his classmates sent him messages of concern. Shiraishi Zexiu thanked them all and told them that he was fine.

Chiyo, who was clearly mixed in with the others, stood out because she was unaware that Hideaki Shiraishizawa was sick at home.

"Baby Dog, could you bring me a charging cable when you come over this afternoon? I'm not at school today, and I'm too lazy to borrow one from someone else."

"Where are you? Why aren't you replying to my messages like Su?"

"You don't reply to me immediately anymore, you don't love me anymore, you must have another fox outside."

"Emoji x N"

Shiraishi Sawa took a picture of the living room and sent it to him.

"I caught a cold and don't want to go to school, so I'm staying home now. I'll ask my classmate to leave a charging cable at the high heel research department or at your classroom door later."

"A cold? Is it serious?" The other party replied quickly, because it was lunch break time at school.

"It's not serious, just a minor illness," Shiraishi Zexiu explained again, revealing why he wasn't attending school.

"Okay, wait a minute. So, is Soga-san at your house? I saw her come to school today and then disappeared quickly."

"Yes."