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

Shiraishi Sawah stuck his fingers into the flour, then pulled them out and smacked each of the girls' faces.

Still in a daze, Suga Wulian's delicate cheeks were inexplicably covered in flour, making her look pale against her fair skin. Holding the mixer, she looked quite innocent.

But the dazed state will eventually end, so that doesn't stop Shiraishi Sawa from getting flour on his right cheek.

"I bet I'd be whiter than I am now even if I were dead for three days. Next, I need to stir until it emulsifies, then add flour and continue stirring." Shiraishi Sawa was too lazy to wipe his face and simply picked up the whisk to continue stirring.

"I'm curious about your first sentence, and I'd like to test it out."

"The class didn't provide an electric whisk," Chiyo said as she stirred the mixture.

"What is emulsification?" Fortunately, the other person was asking a serious question.

"Let's talk about experiments a hundred years from now," she replied, then turned to Soga Kirei. "President, emulsification is roughly the complete blending of corn oil and yogurt, something like that."

Shiraishi Sawa, who was strong and skilled, was the first to complete the emulsification. Instead of continuing to the next step, he placed it on the table to show the girl.

After all three of them had stirred until the mixture was emulsified, Shiraishi Sawah began adding flour and continued stirring.

"Stop stirring, leave it to me. This isn't electric, it's tiring." While stirring, Shiraishi Sawa asked, "Why don't you guys crack the eggs and put them on that egg white and yolk separator?"

"Fox, cracking an egg is as simple as making a small hole and breaking it open. Just try it. There are chopsticks over there, so you can just pick out the shell from the inside."

Just as she was about to speak, Chiyo Ichiri nodded in satisfaction and picked up the egg to examine it curiously.

After Shiraishi Sawah had stirred all three bowls until no dry flour was visible, the two girls had already separated the egg whites and yolks.

"Good job, Su and another classmate. I'm very satisfied with your performance. Here's a little red flower for you."

"I understand, Shiraishi-kun. I'll be angry if you don't give me a little red flower," Soga Kirei said seriously.

"Please, Shiraishi-sensei, don't use this kind of teacher persona that teaches kindergarten kids, okay? Oh, and I want a little red flower too." Chiyo's disdainful gaze and the upturned corners of her mouth were somewhat at odds.

"Women, they say one thing and mean another."

Shiraishi Sawa added the egg yolks to the flour, stirring all three bowls as before, but this time he handed over the task of stirring the egg whites to the two girls.

Finally, mix everything together and put it in the oven. It takes a long time to bake, about an hour.

"I'm starting to doubt your purpose in coming to the cake shop. My hands are about to give out." Shiraishi Sawah sighed, twisting his hands, especially his right hand, which felt particularly weak after stirring three portions of the batter.

Instead of waiting inside the classroom, the three of them went outside into the corridor and leaned against the railing.

"It was a pleasant surprise." Chiyo's lips curled into a beautiful smile. She took out a tissue from her pocket, wiped the railing clean, and then leaned against it. She then handed the tissue to Shiraishi Sawa and Soga Kirei, wiping the flour stains off their faces.

Because of the cultural festival's thorough cleaning, the hallway was spotless and bright. At the end of the corridor, there was a window, and light, coming from who knows where, shone on an unidentified potted plant at the stairwell.

The three chatted idly, one after the other.

--

Shiraishi Sawa looked at his watch; almost an hour had passed. The three of them returned to the oven in the classroom.

Shiraishi Sawa refused Ayano Suda and Kokomi Shigematsu's offer to do this dangerous work, and instead put on gloves and took the three molds out of the oven and turned them upside down on the table.

Judging by appearance alone, it is no less beautiful than the chiffon cake provided in the class. Moreover, because it is fresh out of the oven, it is particularly soft and fragrant, with each air hole contracting as if breathing.

"Be careful, don't get burned." Seeing the two girls unable to resist getting closer, Shiraishi Sawa reminded them.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, when Shiraishizawa felt it was about time and the cake had stopped shrinking, he touched it with his hand, met the expectant gazes of the two girls, and nodded with a smile:

"Alright, it's time to add the cream."

"I'll teach you how to make this buttercream flower..."

Shiraishi Sawah gazed at the buttercream flower that stood resolutely atop the Chiyo cake, lost in thought.

"Cream flowers, is this how it's done?"

The voice of another girl beside him caught his attention, and then Shiraishi Sawa fell into deeper contemplation.

Could it be that, aside from the abilities granted to me by the system, I, Shiraishi Sawa, am utterly useless except for being handsome, academically gifted, and athletically capable?

hateful!

"Yes, that's how buttercream flowers are done. You guys are very talented, but why don't you wrap the cake in buttercream first?"

As Shiraishizawa Hide began to spread cream around the cake, he asked, "Because for the other two girls' cakes, the cream is only in the top ring of cream flowers."

"Eating too much cream will make you fat." That's a very girly answer.

Being a pretty girl also has a tough time.

"Okay! Let's pack it up and eat it out then." Shiraishi Zexiu said with satisfaction after finishing spreading the cake.

"Shiraishi-kun," Soga Kirei pointed to the cake in front of Shiraishi Sawa and asked, "aren't you going to decorate it?"

Shiraishi Sawa's cake has a completely flat top.

"Ah, decorations, that's it!" Shiraishi Sawa took some fruit and arranged it on top. "All done."

"Don't you want to add some flowers?" Soga Kirei took out a piping bag and thoughtfully handed it to Shiraishi Sawa.

"Isn't that unnecessary? Eating too much cream will make you fat." That wasn't a very boyish answer.

Even handsome young men have a tough time.

"Oh dear," Chiyo Ichigo said, propping her chin on one hand and looking at Shiraishi Sawa, as if she were a squirrel smelling a pine cone. "Baby dog, you don't know how to apply it, do you?"

"Laughable, do you think that's possible?"

Then Shiraishi Sawa showed them his special skill: Cream - Not pretty but very strong - Flower.

Amidst the girl's laughter, he reluctantly packed up the cake and left.

--

In the afternoon, the group continued to use the random selection method, following the instructions in the "Activity Guide" to participate in activities in various classes or clubs.

However, there was a shady deal involved. For example, once I stumbled upon a cheerleading performance by the school's cheerleading team, and the timing was perfect.

The two girls simply turned the page without question, and even gave each other a look of respect when Shiraishi Sawa was about to speak—let's just call it a polite gesture rather than a threat.

Given the enemy's numerical advantage and his own lack of mental fortitude, Shiraishi Sawa Hide dared not resist this tyranny.

Soon it was time for the cultural festival to close, and everyone gathered together in groups of classes or clubs.

Shiraishi Sawa is currently positioned between the Top Study Club and the High Heels Research Club, with one foot in one club's territory.

Although they are called two clubs, there are only two club presidents besides myself. Soga Kirei is in charge of maintaining order in the student council, while Takanashi Yuuko and Hashimoto Nana lead their classmates in the classroom.

Only Shiraishi Sawa Hide remained expressionless, facing forward and accepting the sarcastic remarks from the girls on both sides—although they weren't directed at him, Shiraishi Sawa Hide thought so because they were all facing him and he was the one who heard them the most clearly.

"Just wait and see which club gets the highest ranking in the awards!" Kuramochi Sakura said to Shiraishi Sawa, arms crossed.

"Heh, although you had a few dozen more viewers than me on the first day, the total number of viewers was almost the same. It's really hard to say who will rank." Chiyo Ichiri glanced at Hideaki Shiraishi.

And so on.

“If you ask me,” Shiraishi Sawa finally spoke, and the girls on both sides turned their gazes to him, “have you two young ladies considered the possibility that neither of you will win an award?”

"Shut up!" The two young ladies finally reached an agreement on one thing today.

Shiraishi Sawa shrugged indifferently, rubbing his feet against the sand on the ground.

The sky had lost its azure hue and turned a pale cyan, which meant that it would soon be dark.

"...Alright, next I will announce the winners of the various awards that everyone has chosen in this cultural festival." After a lengthy speech, the principal finally got to a topic that everyone was slightly interested in.

The two young ladies exchanged a glance, and together with Shiraishi Zexiu, the three of them looked at the stage.

"The most popular activity among boys: First place is the haunted house for first-grade group A, second place is..."

"The most popular activities among girls: First... The top two are tied for first place, namely the High Heels Research Club's 'White Winter' and the Top Learning Club's self-made 'Fireworks' MV. Third place is..."

Shiraishi Sawah praised the principal's wit, saying that someone who had secured this position was indeed a seasoned veteran.

"Congratulations! My two beloved presidents are tied for first place."

“Well, I think,” Chiyo thought for a moment, “my club name comes first, so I should be number one.”

"What nonsense are you spouting, you wicked woman! You stupid woman who lost to me in the bet on the first day, how can that be your excuse?!" Kuramochi Sakura clearly did not accept this conclusion.

“Never mind,” Chiyo thought of something, glanced at Shiraishi Sawa, and said to Kuramochi Sakura, “Show me your music video later, I want to see what work can rival mine.”

"Then let me see your movie too. I think your movie must be very good." Kuramochi Sakurai thought this was Chiyo's way of bowing down, and said after a half-second of smugness.

"I hereby declare this cultural festival a complete success!" After announcing all the awards, the principal raised his voice and announced loudly.

"Oh!!!"

--

Some time after the cultural festival was announced to be over, the High Heels Research Club.

The song "Fireworks" kept playing in the activity room, but it wasn't the original version; it was a version sung by two girls.

The door to the activity room was pushed open, and Soga Kirei walked in. After looking around and noticing that Shiraishi Sawa was not there, she asked with a hint of doubt, "Where's Shiraishi?"

"He went to help his class dismantle the haunted house." Chiyo frowned as she looked at the screen, seemingly unhappy.

"Then why did you call me over?" Soga Kirei walked over and sat down next to Ichiyo.

"See for yourself."

"Fireworks" played again from beginning to end.

"How is it?" Chiyo glanced at the frozen image of Shiraishi Sawa's back, then looked at the silent Soga Kirei, "Don't you feel like we've missed someone?"

Or rather, your home was burgled.

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"After the cultural festival, everyone needs to get back into the swing of things and prepare for this week's monthly exams." Gennai Ichiro, standing on the podium, took a sip of water from his thermos and continued:

"The closer you get to the second year of high school, the more important each mock exam score becomes. We need to consider not only your personal preferences, but more importantly, your level among all your classmates this year."

October 25th, the first Monday after the cultural festival ended, I'm currently in class.

The ginkgo leaves in autumn were constantly being blown down, and every now and then a few would hit the window next to Shiraishi Zexiu, making a crisp sound that only he could hear.