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

Shiraishi Sawa returned to the control room, took off his clothes and threw them into the laundry basket next to him, saying helplessly:

"Kuramochi-san, it seems like you're the only one in this world who gets scared so easily."

"Stop slandering me, Shiraishi-kun. Yuuko is more easily frightened than I am!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes..."

Being a ghost is really hard.

Chapter 235 The End of the Cultural Festival, The Stolen Home

[Thanks to 0殷铭0 for the 5000 points reward, I still owe 2000]

"Shiraishi-kun, over here." The girl under the ginkgo tree waved her slender arm to Shiraishi Zexiu.

The morning breeze crosses mountains, seas, tall buildings, and crowds, just to blow ginkgo leaves onto the girl's shoulder.

The sun had risen, and the warm autumn sun was equally distributed to everyone, but in Shiraishi Sawa's eyes, it seemed as if the sun had risen specifically to shine on Soga Kirei at this moment.

The most beautiful, brightest, and warmest light among countless beams of light was concentrated under that tree, or rather, concentrated on the beautiful figure of Suga Muren.

Today, October 22nd, is Friday, the last day of the cultural festival.

"Good morning, President. You don't have any work today, right?" Shiraishi Sawa brushed the fallen leaves off the girl's shoulder.

Chiyo is still sleeping at home at this hour; she said yesterday she would come later.

"The only time I need to keep order is when the closing ceremony in the afternoon announces the list of all the winners. That's all."

Soga Kirei stood obediently and spoke in a gentle voice, like spring rain dripping into a stream.

"What were the selection criteria for the award?"

"By the way, Shiraishi, you don't check the class group chat," Soga Kirei nodded and patiently explained.

"Until the closing ceremony begins, you can click on the link in each class's group chat. There are many awards there, and you can choose the activity that suits you best for each award."

As Soga Kirei explained, Shiraishi Sawah took out his phone to check, and it was indeed the case.

"President, what kind of activity is your class doing? Each person can be nominated for a maximum of five awards. Should I vote for one of yours?"

"No need, our class just plays a boring ring toss game, we're not into that."

"Okay." Shiraishi Zexiu nodded and voted for High Heels Research Club, Top Study Club, and First Year A Group under each option.

No need to choose, you can have them all without missing a single one, which is fantastic.

The morning breeze continued its long journey here, and by the time Shiraishi Zexiu had finished casting his vote, the two of them were covered in ginkgo leaves.

"Squat down a little, Shiraishi." The girl tiptoed and brushed the fallen leaves off Shiraishi Zexiu's shoulder, but she was a little helpless about the leaves on his head.

"Understood." Shiraishi Zexiu bent down, waiting for Soga Kirei to pluck each leaf.

Another ginkgo leaf swayed from side to side like a musical note as it fell beside him. Shiraishi Sawa aimed at it and made a crisp sound as it landed.

The middle finger successfully broke it.

Shiraishi Sawa found it amusing and began aiming at the ginkgo leaves falling from the sky.

Soga Kirei stepped aside, giving Shiraishi Zexiu enough space. After thinking for a moment, she pushed the ginkgo tree, but the trunk didn't budge, showing no respect for her.

"President, I've gotten stronger! Before, my accuracy in the teacup was really low." Noticing that Soga Kirei had stood next to him, Shiraishi Sawa became even more unrestrained in his actions.

"Shiraishi, amazing."

On the main road, men and women passing by watched Shiraishi Zexiu's slightly strange movements. The girls didn't care what he was doing at all; they simply appreciated the unique charm he displayed when he changed his movements.

The boys sighed at how childish it was—though most of them secretly wanted to play too.

"Twenty." When the twentieth ginkgo leaf changed course due to Shiraishi Sawa's tapping, Shiraishi Sawa finally stopped, walked to the tree trunk, and asked:

"I'm tired of playing, President. What activities do you want to do? I haven't really done much these past two days, so you can do whatever you're interested in."

"Hmm, is it alright to sit here?" After a moment of hesitation, Soga Kirei looked at Shiraishi Zexiu with her captivating eyes. The stars that disappeared during the day in autumn were hidden here.

"Sit down, what activity are you doing?"

"Can we sit here until classmate Yiru arrives?" Soga Kirei expressed her hope.

"Take a break right from the start? Of course, I love taking breaks."

After a half-second pause, Shiraishi Zexiu nodded. The bench was very close to where the two were standing. He walked over, swept away the fallen leaves, and then took out a tissue from his pocket to make room for the two of them.

The bench still had the new paint from the summer, but after two months, some patches had already appeared.

"Shiraishi, you're so thoughtful, always carrying tissues with you." Soga Kirei, who was about to pull out her own tissues, came over and sat down next to her, saying this.

"It has nothing to do with being meticulous; it's simply for convenience." To avoid having to borrow tissues from girls, Shiraishi Sawa always keeps a pack of tissues in his desk.

--

When Chiyo arrived, she was slightly amazed by the sight of the two sitting and talking, but only slightly. If she were the one next to them, she would have been just as impressed by the scene.

This is not pride, but simply a sufficient understanding of oneself.

Seeing that Shiraishi Sawa had spotted her in the distance and was waving at her, Ichiyo quickened her pace slightly.

Good morning, baby dog ​​and Suwo.

"It'll be lunchtime soon, baby fox," Shiraishi Sawah said as he stood up and stretched when he saw Chiyo arrive—he needed to move around after sitting for so long.

"Alright, now that everyone's here, you can decide where to go next. Don't worry about my feelings."

"Go to the clothing store and see Shiraishi Sawa Hide wearing women's clothes." Chiyo Ichiri asked Soga Kirei in a declarative tone.

“Okay.” Suwo Wulian nodded.

"This is a no-go. You'd be better off wearing some weird costumes for me."

Shiraishi Sawa Hide is not a gentleman who believes in keeping his word; he decisively slashed between the two beautiful girls with his hand, severing their connection.

"Forget it then, I have no interest in changing into those clothes that have been worn by countless people." Chiyo took the "Culture Guide" from Shiraishi Sawa and flipped to a random page.

"I've only looked at one page, it's boring." Chiyo randomly flipped to another page, looked at it for a few seconds, and then pointed to the picture on it, asking Soga Kirei, "Soga-san, have you ever made a cake for this class?"

Suwo Wulian shook her head.

"Let's go with this then, baby dog, do you have any objections this time?"

It turned out to be the familiar 'homemade cake' project, but Shiraishi Sawa nodded, indicating that he had no objection, otherwise it would be too troublesome to keep picking and choosing.

--

"Fox, President, do you want to start from scratch or just have a cake and frosting it on you?" Shiraishi Sawa asked the two as they led the way.

The day before yesterday I didn't have time, but today it's only a little before 10 o'clock, and if I start making a cake from scratch, it will only take a little over an hour, and I can definitely finish it before dinner time.

"Of course we have to start from scratch, that's what makes it interesting."

"I also can."

"Then let's make it completely ourselves!"

We had already reached the classroom door when we saw a different student working at the cashier's desk. Upon seeing the three of us, the student introduced us:

"Hello, the cost for one person is..."

"Here's six thousand yen, keep the change. We're going to start making our own raw materials." Shiraishi Sawa glanced at the ten thousand yen bill in his wallet, thought for a moment, and then took out six one thousand yen bills, saying.

"Uh, okay!" The cashier was interrupted before she could finish her lines. After a moment of surprise, she quickly said, then shouted "Three people!" into the classroom.

There were many more people inside than when I came the day before yesterday, but there were still seats for three people.

"Here you are, Shiraishi-kun? Is that you again?"

When Suda Ayano and Shigematsu Kokomi went to greet the new student, they were surprised to find that the leader was Shiraishi Sawa Hideaki.

"Yes, it's me again. Hello."

"Oh, you're with different people this time. Is today your high-heeled shoe research department's team building activity?!"

After noticing Ichiriki Chiyo and Soga Kirei behind her, Shigematsu Kokomi nodded and said, then asked excitedly, "Miss Ichiriki, can I join your club?"

Noticing this, Ayano Suda quickly stepped forward and pulled her friend away.

Then Shiraishi Sawa felt the back of his head being burned by two gazes.

“I came here the day before yesterday with Kotori and Kuramochi,” Shiraishi Sawa explained.

"Didn't Sakura go out for a meal the day before yesterday? How could she have time to do this?" Chiyo Ichiriki, who had been sitting with Sakura Kuramochi all day, asked with a slight frown.

“That time she just ordered a ready-made chiffon cake, and she arrived halfway through,” Shiraishi Zexiu explained as he sat down.

The raw materials, such as flour and eggs, were already laid out on the table.

"Should we make one large portion or three small portions?" Shiraishi Sawa asked after handing the gloves to the two girls beside him. "I suggest you make your own, otherwise you won't feel like you're really involved."

"I'll listen to you."

"Okay, be a decent human being."

As Shiraishi Sawah adjusted his gloves to make them fit properly, two girls kept staring at him, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"You guys...start doing it, why are you watching me?" Shiraishi Sawa asked timidly.

"No," the two girls answered in unison.

Shiraishi Sawa then realized that Chiyo knew absolutely nothing about cooking, and Soga Kirei probably only knew how to make steamed eggs.

"I understand, it's my bad memory, sorry." Shiraishi Zexiu found it a bit funny, and gave the two of them a smug look. "Then you two follow my instructions."

"First, mix the yogurt and corn oil. The yogurt is this, and the corn oil is this. The class has already prepared the proportions, so you can just pour them in."

You should be able to tell the difference between corn oil and yogurt, right?

"No sarcastic remarks, baby dog." Chiyo followed Shiraishi Sawa Hide's instructions exactly.

“This,” Shiraishizawa Hide picked up the whisk and explained with a smile, “is called a whisk. It’s used for mixing, and the way to use it is…”

A few specks of flour were smeared on Shiraishi Sawa's left cheek, and the culprit, without any remorse, shook the excess flour off his fingers back into the flour bowl.

“Some things are obvious to the naked eye, dear Shiraishi-kun, so you don’t need to explain them too much,” Chiyo Ichiri said with a smile.

"Call me Teacher Shiraishi, and Fox? Are you confused? This was supposed to be the optimal ratio for this class, but you used it like this and there's not enough flour!"

But it's okay, we'll share the hardship. I can't do better than you, so... you two, take this!