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

Humming a little tune as I wash my hands at the sink.

"Shiraishi, will her mother be coming with you on this school trip?"

The familiar, cool voice still surprised the unsuspecting Shiraishi Zexiu.

"President, what are you doing here?"

No, this is a restroom, so it doesn't seem reasonable for me to ask that question.

“I saw you coming, Shiraishi, so I followed you.”

"Oh, no, her mother only comes with her for a day, she's very busy with work too."

Soga Kirei breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Shiraishi Zexiu, "Shiraishi."

"what happened?"

Shiraishi Sawa looked at the girl with a hint of doubt, her clear eyes, moist lips, and full uniform.

"I didn't want to embarrass you, so I didn't come with you today. I had a really boring day..."

Shiraishi Zexiu nodded in agreement, then waited quietly for Soga Kirei to continue.

"So, shouldn't Shiraishi owe me another favor?" Soga Kirei said with a very confident tone.

After all, the logic is so sound, so it's understandable that they have the confidence.

Shiraishi Sawa wanted to touch his bangs, but then remembered that he had clipped them up and hadn't let them down. So he touched the non-existent beard. This made perfect sense, and Shiraishi Sawa couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, President, I do owe you another favor."

Seeing Soga Kirei looking at him earnestly and sincerely, Shiraishi Sawah chose to acknowledge him.

I already owe so many favors, one more won't make a difference.

"Shall we go back then?"

"Wait a moment."

"what happened?"

Soga Kirei took her phone out of her pocket and pointed it at the mirror.

"Shiraishi, move your head a little closer, you're out of the frame." After saying that, Soga Kirei thought for a moment, then walked over to the right and stood next to Shiraishi Zexiu.

Instead of pressing the shutter button, he held the phone in his left hand and pulled on Shiraishi Sawa's sleeve with his right.

Shiraishi Sawa pulled up both sleeves of his shirt to show Soga Kirei:

"What's wrong, President?"

Having found her target, Soga Kirei stretched her right hand upwards, letting her sleeve fall down to reveal a small, thin chain inside, and grabbed Shiraishi Sawa's right hand.

"Click".

"Shiraishi, you're so clueless." Soga Kiriren's lips curled up as she looked at Shiraishi Sawashu, who was completely unaware of what was happening in the photos.

"Alright, let's go back now, don't keep the other students waiting."

Suga Wulian walked briskly and contentedly out of the restroom.

"Wait for me." Shiraishi Zexiu followed.

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"I've been in the bathroom for so long, why aren't they done yet?"

When Shiraishi Sawa returned to his chair, in the center of the exhibition hall, students were still excitedly choosing clothes or taking photos.

"Did you stay up for long? It was only five minutes!" Chiyo was quite surprised.

"Uh, I'm out of my mind." Shiraishi Sawah awkwardly took out his phone to ease the embarrassment.

The first message on Line was a photo of the two of them sent by Soga Kirei.

I think I'm a bit slow-witted.

"You went to the restroom with Suga just now? I saw you two come out together," Chiyo suddenly asked.

"What do you mean by going to the toilet together? Fox, please have some sense of gender distinction. It was just a chance encounter at the sink."

“I see.” Chiyo nodded.

After another ten minutes or so, urged on by the students who were no longer interested, the students who participated in the activity finally took off their kimonos with reluctance.

Floors one through five are not exhibition halls, so there is no need to visit them.

Everyone returned to the outside of the museum. It had only been an hour, and it was now 10:30. Gennai Ichiro took another headcount and prepared to take everyone to Osaka Castle Park, which was right across the street.

Shiraishi Sawa Hideki hadn't returned to the team, yet he overheard Gennai Ichiro say that everyone was back.

It's infuriating that he feels no warmth at all in this class. Not only do his classmates target him, but the teacher has also forgotten about him.

“Let’s just sit here for a bit,” Nao Ichiryu said, showing the two the screen on her phone.

The picture shows a small pavilion that appears to jut out from the shore, surrounded by water on three sides and a passageway on one side. In the background of the photo, tall trees are lush and green.

“If you ask me, the purpose of a park is to provide people with a place to rest,” Nao Ichinori said.

“I have no reason to support Auntie on this point.” Shiraishi Sawa has always been supportive of this kind of activity where one only needs to sit and doesn’t have to go around.

"Since you two have both said so, then I have no objection." Chiyo was not very interested.

"Oh right, I'll ask Kurosawa to send me a tea set too." Nao Ichijin was overjoyed and went to the side to make a phone call.

“Auntie,” Shiraishizawa Shu leaned close to Ichiyo’s ear, “you’re acting like a little child.”

The hot breath from Shiraishi Sawa made Ichiyo's ears visibly turn red.

Once Chiyo entered the picture, she created a slight distance between them. "My mom wasn't always like this. It's fine this way. What's the point of being as serious as my dad?"

Upon entering Youjian, I was inexplicably attacked.

“Indeed, I can understand.” Shiraishi Zexiu clicked his tongue and said.

After all, even after two lifetimes, I'm still just as naive. But I have my reasons: a man is a boy until the day he dies.

The class set off, and Nao had already made a phone call. The three of them followed the group into the park.

"I wonder which is prettier, this place or Nara Park, which we're going to tomorrow?" As soon as we entered the park's main gate, a pleasant fragrance filled the air. A gentle breeze blew, and occasionally a few leaves fell to the ground or landed on the heads of lucky visitors.

"Nara Park, oh, I wish I had come with you guys tomorrow. I wanted to see the deer too," Nao Ichii said.

“Auntie, if all goes well, if you want to see deer, your family can raise about a hundred.” Shiraishi Zexiu, who was walking intently, stared at the ground as he spoke.

"Baby dog, you just said my mom was like a child, can you stop being so childish now?" Chiyo looked at Shiraishi Sawa with a bit of helplessness.

The road was littered with withered leaves and branches, which made a crisp sound when stepped on. Now, Shiraishi Sawa was trying to make every step he took a leaf or a branch.

In Shiraishi Sawa's current world, one will die if one cannot step on leaves or branches.

"Oh? Shiraishi, you said I'm a child."

"Chiyo, please don't try to sow discord between me and your aunt. We're a model of friendship despite our age difference," said Shiraishi Sawa, without changing his walking style.

"A friendship that transcends age?" Nao Ichiryu smiled.

Dangerous.

“Standard role models for our age, because my aunt and I are both children.”

Danger has passed.

All the fallen leaves in the area ahead had been cleared away, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide was sadly back to normal.

"Heaven is going to destroy me, there's nothing I can do."

"Go that way." Nao Ichiri pointed to a path different from the main group.

Under the teacher's guidance, the class will visit several landmark buildings or scenic spots in the park.

After reporting their itinerary to Shiraishi Sawa and Maeda Shusuke, they headed in the direction Ichiriki Nao pointed out.

Soon they saw the small pavilion, which was empty, but three sets of tea sets were neatly arranged inside. From a distance, Shiraishi Sawa could see a thin column of steam rising from the teapot.

I wonder if anyone was there when Yuki Kurosawa arrived; if anyone was, they must have been chased away.

Walking along a stone-paved path, Shiraishi Sawa couldn't help but complain:

"Why are the stone slabs spaced this way? One square is too short, and two squares are too long."

"I feel the same way." Even Chiyo Ichii, who also has long legs, couldn't avoid this problem.

“That’s because you don’t know how to enjoy life, you’re too restless.” Nao Ichiru slowly took small steps, moving one square at a time. “If you walked like me, this spacing would be just right.”

The three people sat down in the pavilion.

"Shiraishi, do you know the tea ceremony?"

"Drinking tea is crucial."

"Not necessarily. There are many complicated procedures involved in tea tasting."

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I can only say that I have absolutely no idea how to do it."

"Chiyo, show Shiraishi what you've got."

“I’ve long forgotten about it. I can’t be bothered to remember such things,” Chiyo casually picked up the teapot, poured herself a cup, poured it out, and then poured another cup. “Please let me have some tea and rest.”

"If you keep doing this, how will you chat with your friends over tea when you become a rich wife?" Nao Ichiryu gave her a reproachful look.

"I'll just treat my friends to coffee." Chiyo gently blew on her teacup, causing ripples to spread across the surface, much like the surrounding lake.

"Regarding coffee," Shiraishizawa Hide, who knew nothing about tea, simply poured out a cup and drank it without any hesitation, "If you're going to buy me some, please add four sugar cubes and some creamer. I like it sweet."

"You wish! I'll add a piece of 100% dark chocolate to your bowl; it'll make you suffer from the bitterness."

"Ah~ If you don't follow the tea ceremony, then I won't either." Nao Ichinori gave up on teaching the two of them and adopted a more comfortable posture, leaning against the side wall of the pavilion.

It's a cloudy day today, and even though it's almost 11 o'clock, there's still no sun.

The willows in the distance swayed in the wind, occasionally carrying a fallen leaf that would ripple as it fell into the water.

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance to Shiraishi Sawa's nose, but it was no longer possible to distinguish whether it was the scent of flowers or the body fragrance of the young girl or woman in the pavilion.

"It's a pity I don't know poetry, otherwise this would be the perfect time to compose a poem." Looking at the leisurely white geese in the distance, Shiraishi Zexiu wanted to write a poem about geese, but they couldn't understand it.

"Waka? That's too artsy. I don't know how to do it either. I don't usually play this when I get together with my friends." Nao waved her hand, indicating that she couldn't do it either.