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

"Don't look!" Seeing that Shiraishi Zexiu finally looked down at her, Soga Kirei put her hands on her hips, tilted her head slightly, and looked as if she had two pieces of candy stuffed in the sides of her mouth.

It's indescribably cute, like a penguin swaying from side to side on the ice, suddenly 'plop' falling down, but instead of getting up, it just slides forward.

"I'm not watching anymore, President. I just want to learn how to dance. After all, I don't want to be just an ordinary handsome guy who only knows square dancing and fancy hand gestures."

Shiraishi Sawa's sincere nonsense.

After listening with her eyes closed for a while, Soga Kirei said:

"Judas, I'll go back and learn how to dance this dance, and I'll teach you."

“…” Shiraishi Sawa fell silent.

"President, you can just dance for me. I suddenly don't want to learn anymore. I just want to be an ordinary handsome guy who only knows square dancing and hand gestures."

"Okay, but you're not allowed to look." She pursed her lips, looking at Shiraishi Sawa with an angry expression that conveyed no real anger.

“Alright…” Shiraishi Sawa gave Takeuchi Arisu and Maeda Shusei a wink, then turned and walked outside with Soga Kiri Ren.

“I suddenly realized the downside of being tall. Shiraishi can’t hide herself in a crowd,” Arisu Takeuchi said gleefully. “She can’t appreciate the dance moves of the girls in the dance club anymore.”

"..." Maeda Shusei was silent for a while. "Takeuchi, didn't you hear? President Su said that he could learn this dance for Shiraishi. This is President Su."

"..." The two silent figures stood out starkly from the jubilant crowd of spectators around them.

"It's very sour." Takeuchi Yusu said.

"It also stinks." - Shusuke Maeda

"Shiraishi is disgusting."

"Indeed, Shiroishi the dog."

--

Ignoring the two's complaints, Shiraishi Sawah held the back of his head with both hands, pressing the "Activity Guide" between his legs, and followed Soga Kirei.

"President, what are you doing right now?" Shiraishi Sawa asked after stepping off the stage.

"Patrolling and maintaining order." Soga Kirei showed Shiraishizawa Hide the armband on her left arm, which read "Cultural Festival Supervisor."

As the student council president, Soga Kirei must have been a member of the cultural festival's executive committee.

“Oh~” Shiraishi Sawa nodded. “Although I’ve always called you president, I almost forgot that you’re still the student council president.”

"So, will Shiraishi call me Wulian?" Soga Wulian turned her head and looked at him expectantly.

"President" sounds better.

"May I call you 'Mist Lotus'?"

"I refuse, Wu Lian, don't even think about it, Wu Lian." Shiraishi Zexiu shook his head without hesitation.

"Ok!"

"Would the student council president like to come with me to the cultural festival?"

After walking a few steps, Shiraishi Sawa continued to flip through the "Event Guide" as he walked. After all, the 'Dance Club' that he was more interested in had been rejected, and if nothing unexpected happened, he wouldn't have the chance to watch the cheerleading performance the day after tomorrow.

I'm so miserable.

“No, that won’t do,” Soga Kirei shook her head regretfully. “I have to finish my work today. I can’t leave it all to Miko. How about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow…” Shiraishi Sawa explained his work for tomorrow.

"And the day after tomorrow?"

"Then let's go shopping together with Ichiri-san the day after tomorrow." Shiraishi Sawa thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, Shiraishi, I'll go to work now."

Soga Kiriren noticed Shimizu Miko waving from not far away and said something.

"Understood, President. If you need any help, please let me know."

Noticing the sudden brightness in Soga Kiriren's eyes, Shiraishi Sawa quickly changed his tune, saying, "President! Soga! Kiriren! Please only ask for my help if there is a real problem."

“Alright.” Soga no Kuni nodded regretfully.

--

Shiraishi Sawa was at a loss for what to do. He couldn't go back to those two old perverts who watched the dance, since he wasn't the same kind of people as them.

I am not old.

The upright and virtuous Shiraishi Sawa decided to go to the haunted house to see what Takanashi Yuuko was up to—it was her shift this morning.

The haunted house occupies a smaller area than regular ones, but it's considered a behemoth during the school festival.

Unlike the hastily constructed haunted houses of the past, this time the haunted house of the first-year A group is extremely high-class due to the ample funding and the high-quality requirements of Kuramochi Sakura.

From the outside, it looks like a building surrounded by black sheet metal, with some scary patterns painted on it in white spray paint. The top is covered with a black cloth to prevent any light from shining inside.

The ticket price isn't expensive, 200 yen per person, and each person can only play once. The former is just a formality, while the latter is to allow more people to experience it. After all, they don't expect to recoup their costs from this, and they won't be able to anyway.

Because of its exceptional quality compared to other events, the queue for the haunted house at the entrance was longer than the combined queues for the Top Learning Department and the High Heels Research Department.

The students in charge of maintaining order, along with members of the student council, worked together to make the waiting students line up in an 'S' shape so as not to take up too much space.

The group consisted of girls who were scared but curious, huddled together, boys who were extremely excited, and a few couples who were all lovey-dovey, all while being scrutinized by everyone else's stares.

Since he hadn't participated in the construction of the haunted house at all and had no idea about its internal structure or the scary parts, Shiraishi Sawa originally planned to go in and play by himself first. However, upon seeing this group, he decisively abandoned his immature idea.

Shiraishi Sawa reached the control room, which was mostly filled with girls—the boys were shouldering a terrifying burden.

"Hashimoto-kun, where's Takanashi? Has she finished her shift?" Shiraishi Sawa asked, unable to find the person he was looking for.

"Oh, she's still here. If you're looking for Yuko, she's in the Haunted House's work passage B, controlling the monsters' saliva and sound effects. Yuko, Yuko, Shiraishi-kun is looking for you. Come to the control room, I'll see who can replace you."

Nana Hashimoto didn't turn around. She was sitting with her classmate who was controlling the lights, watching multiple camera feeds on the screen and giving commands into the microphone.

"Joichi Hashiguchi! Joichi Hashiguchi! A group of people is approaching you. Please be prepared. The boy at the back is even more timid than the girls in this group. You can grab him on purpose."

"There's no need to let the bird swim over; I'll go find her myself."

They would also analyze who was timid. Shiraishi Sawah mourned for this boy and pulled back the curtain to go find Takanashi Yuko.

From the back of the haunted house, Shiraishi Sawa found the so-called passage B, which was an upward passage, with the final part about one meter above the ground.

The passage is so narrow that only one person can walk at a time, and if two people meet, one of them must give way.

Like a torch in Minecraft, a small lamp hangs in the middle, pointing the way forward.

Shiraishi Sawah thinks this place could even become a haunted house path.

Yuko Takanashi is in front of you. Add water to the three holes in front of you and press the button every now and then. When you press it, the wall will make a strange laughing sound, which is quite creepy.

Shiraishi Sawa walked up to Takanashi Yuuko and leaned against the wall a meter away—he was afraid that Takanashi would be unsportsmanlike and launch a sneak attack, and besides, this was a straight road, and people could see this place as soon as they walked in from the door, which was very dangerous.

"Takashi, what are you doing?"

"Press this button, and the three monster heads will look down at the students who come to play, drooling and laughing at the same time."

After Takanashi Yuuko finished speaking, she pressed the button on her earphone to make Hashimoto Nana unable to hear her, and then said to Shiraishi Sawa Hide, "Shiraishi, come a little closer."

“No.” Shiraishi Sawa even took a step back. “How much longer until you’re off duty?”

"Forty-seven minutes left." Takanashi Yuko left one hand to continue adding water and pressing the button, while the other hand was stretched out towards Shiraishi Sawa, hovering in the air.

"How about we go to the cultural festival together later? I have no one else to ask."

"Shiraishi, I can stay with you if you hold my hand for forty-seven minutes, or I can stay with you no matter what.

Shiraishi Sawah discovered that dim lighting did not diminish the brilliance and charm of his smile.

"The ending will be the same anyway, so of course I refuse." Looking into her clear, spring-like eyes, Shiraishi Zexiu resolutely refused.

He straightened up, blocking the view towards the exit.

Her soft little hands were a little cold.

I don't know if it's because I've been in constant contact with the water bottle, or because of the cool environment here.

Chapter 232 The Butter Flower That Couldn't Bloom

"Shiraishi, where shall we go to play?"

Takanashi Yuuko, watching Shiraishi Sawa Hideo flipping through the "Event Guide," obediently followed beside him and asked a question.

"I'm looking to see what's fun. Some of the club activities are really...unpleasant." Shiraishi Zexiu flipped through the pages, his brows furrowing.

The Go club holds a Go tournament, the Chess club holds a Chess tournament...

These club cultural festivals are clearly just publicizing their usual club activities. The people who participate are probably just members of the club, so it's not interesting at all.

However, I can find an opportunity to completely crush the president of the chess club.

He also saw that some classes had set up maid cafes, but compared to Yuko Takanashi's maid service, Hideaki Shiraishi was no longer interested in them.

He evolved.

“This!” Shiraishi Zexiu pointed to one of the pages and said with relief, “Finally, a class is organizing a suitable activity, and it can also solve the lunch problem.”

Takanashi Yuuko leaned closer, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide lowered the "Event Guide" a little so she could read it more comfortably.

The girl's natural fragrance was refreshing and pleasant.

"The homemade cake shop page? Shiraishi, if you want to go, let's go. I'm fine with anything." Takanashi Yuuko nodded after looking at it for a while.

"Then let's go."

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"Hello, the cost per person is two thousand yen. There are two options: the first is that we provide the ingredients and you make the cake yourself. The second option is that we provide a pre-made chiffon cake."

In addition, we offer unlimited garnishes such as cream, chocolate, and small fruits.

When Shiraishi Sawa found the class, the boy waiting at the door said to the two of them with delight.

"The second one, I guess."

Without saying much, Shiraishi Sawah took out four thousand yen from his wallet and handed it to the student. It was almost lunchtime, and Shiraishi Sawah, who planned to have this as his lunch, didn't intend to make it for too long.

Although Takanashi Yuuko is now richer than him after deducting the 160 million yen, Shiraishi Sawa Hide's fixed daily allowance of 3,000 yen is something he can never spend in the long run.

Besides, the system has finally unlocked the function of exchanging points for real money. Although I haven't used it before, I still have a better understanding of it.