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

But now he can't hear either.

The boy was fast asleep on the table where sunlight and the shadows of leaves swayed.

Shiraishi Sawa was not interested in the content of these class meetings. For him, neither the humanities nor the sciences were difficult, and because of the existence of [Super Memory], he was basically certain that he would go for the humanities.

Seeing that the audience below the stage seemed rather listless, Gennai Ichiro smiled helplessly, but a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes as he said:

"For this monthly exam, there will be a very small punishment for students who are at the bottom of the class or have regressed significantly."

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, all forty-odd pairs of eyes in the class looked at him with curiosity and unease—except for the guy who was unconscious in the last row by the window.

Forget it, there's no need to say these things to Shiraishi.

"Teacher, what kind of punishment is it?" Seeing that Gennai Ichiro was keeping it a secret, a student finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

“It’s very small, don’t worry,” Gennai Ichiro said, pressing his hands down to signal everyone to calm down. “Do you all know that the school is offering a club training camp for everyone from the 17th to the 19th of next month?”

Seeing the confusion on some people's faces, Gennai Ichiro stopped keeping them in suspense and began to introduce this 'club training camp':

"First of all, there will be no classes at school for these three days, and you will not be required to come to school. It's like a holiday."

Seeing the confusion on some people's faces begin to turn into joy, Gennai Ichiro continued:

"Don't get too excited yet. In the next few days, the school will require each club to hold a joint training activity with a theme related to their own club. You will also need to choose one of your clubs to participate in."

For example, the dance club practices dancing, and the wind instrument club practices singing. All the club presidents are second-year students, so they have experience in this area. Just go back and ask your club president about this year's plans.

Kuramochi Sakura turned to look at Takanashi Yuuko and Shiraishi Sawa Hide. As a first-year student, she seemed out of place, as she knew nothing about this 'club training camp'.

"However, this is not just for entertainment. The school has requirements for everyone. First, based on the theme of the training camp, everyone must submit a training camp report within three days after completing the camp."

Tell the school about your daily schedule and what you learned during this training camp trip.

In addition to individual submissions, the entire club also needs to submit a club retreat report, but this report is not limited to written submissions.

For example, the dance club could submit a video of a completed dance routine learned during the period, and the wind instrument club could submit a video of a performance of a song learned during the period...

However, regardless of the circumstances, these few days will definitely be more enjoyable and relaxing for everyone than going to school.

Having laid all that groundwork, and seeing the expectant gazes of the boys and girls under the podium, a playful expression returned to Gennai Ichiro's face:

"Isn't it tempting? But this raises a problem: what about students who don't have clubs?"

Unfortunately, these students will receive the same treatment as those who ranked at the bottom or significantly declined in this monthly exam: they will be barred from participating in this club retreat and will be forced to attend a school-organized intensive study session during these few days!

"what!!!"

"No!"

"Others are happily pursuing their hobbies, but I wouldn't want to be 'happy' while studying!"

"But I think I heard from a second-year senior that the training camp is also good."

Noticing this sound, Ichiro Genouchi added:

"Just now, Hashiguchi Takeichi said, 'A senior said the training camp is good.' If I'm not mistaken, the training camp that this second-year student mentioned is the class training camp that you only have in the first semester of your second year of high school. It's a mix of entertainment and learning, and it's quite interesting. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's 'good.'"

However, this is different from the intensive training during the club's training camp. Next month's training camp can be described as a three-day high-intensity cram school.

The students with the worst grades in the class now look ashen-faced.

"It doesn't matter if your grades are bad. As long as your progress is obvious, the school will consider letting you go to the club's training camp. Similarly, if your grades are not bad, but your decline is obvious, a 'three-day cram school' is waiting for you."

By the way, so for those students who don't have any clubs yet, either check if any clubs are still recruiting in the next few days, or just join the training camp and become a dark horse in your studies.

If Shiraishi Sawa were awake, he would be glad he joined the Top Study Club and the High Heels Research Club this semester; otherwise, he might have had to pretend to be sick.

"Alright, everyone, do your best this week. You can manage your time as you see fit. Remember to keep your voices down." After saying this, Gennai Ichiro left the classroom with his thermos, satisfied.

"What should we do?! I really don't want to go to the training camp. Our football club president already told us in advance that he has contacted several other school football clubs to arrange for us to play scrimmages. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Ugh, I wish I had deliberately done poorly on the last monthly exam, then I wouldn't be so worried."

"Hehe, my school ranking dropped by more than fifty places last time. Now you know what my purpose is."

"You're so cunning!"

Because Japan has an extreme pursuit of 'popularity', apart from Shiraishi Sawa Hide in the past, no one in the class has joined any clubs.

Awakened by the noise, Shiraishi Sawa Hide half-closed his eyes, raised his head a few centimeters, still a little dazed, and poked Takanashi Yuuko's back, asking:

"Takayuki, what's going on? Is get out of class over? Why is everyone so active?"

“No, it’s like this…” Takanashi Yuuko turned her head and earnestly repeated Gennai Ichiro’s words, “Shiraishi-kun, you still have red marks on your face, aren’t you going to rub them?”

Shiraishi Sawa touched it and sure enough, there were several marks, probably caused by the difference in height between the edge of the notebook and the table.

"Oh, so that's what it is. I'll leave it to Ichiri-san and Kuramochi-san." I'm just an ordinary member of the club; I shouldn't need to shoulder this heavy responsibility.

Unless you join Chiyo and never participate again, you need to persuade them so that you can collect your salary with peace of mind.

"But I don't know anything about this. I didn't experience any of this in Aono." Hearing the conversation, Kuramochi Sakura rubbed her lower lip from side to side with her upper teeth, looking somewhat distressed.

"Then Ichiyo will know nothing about it, which is troublesome." Shiraishi Sawa Hide had a feeling that Ichiyo would not be as attentive as she was to the cultural festival.

"Yuko," Hashimoto Nana, who was standing in front of us, turned around and said, "The students want to organize a study support group like they did at the end of last semester. This time, it's limited to our class. Do you want to come? If you do, we can go and apply for a classroom together later."

Yuko Takanashi glanced at Hideaki Shiraishi without thinking.

Shiraishi Sawa opened the window and looked outside. The sky was cloudless, and the wind, which had been slightly warm at noon, had now become biting.

In the distance, crows were cawing, their rough, hoarse cries carrying far and wide in the clear autumn sky.

"I'm sorry, Nana. I promised Sakura Rei I'd spend time with her these past few days. I'm really sorry," Takanashi Yuuko said to Hashimoto Nana after she knew the answer.

Kuramochi Sakura, whose excuse was being used, didn't care—she hadn't actually asked Takanashi Yuuko to do that, and instead 'apologetically' echoed her:

"I'm sorry, Hashimoto-kun, but Yuko did promise me that she wouldn't miss our club activities these next few days."

"Ah, okay, it's alright." Unexpectedly rejected so decisively, Hashimoto Nana paused for half a second before realizing her lapse in composure and quickly nodded to show her understanding.

Nana Hashimoto turned to contact the top students in other classes, but she probably couldn't get any of the top three students in this class together.

Shiraishi Sawa closed the window; the wind was still a bit chilly. He smoothed the goosebumps off his body and turned around to see Kuramochi Sakura giving Takanashi Yuuko a thumbs-up.

Takanashi Yuuko smiled shyly, then exchanged a glance with Shiraishi Sawa, who understood and gave her a thumbs up. Satisfied, she continued chatting with Kuramochi Sakura.

Five minutes before get out of class ended, my phone received a notification from Chiyo Ichiro about a club activity.

The High Heels Research Department is an exploitative department that ostensibly operates two days a week, but in reality, it operates five days a week. Those who are late or skip the club or go to the next club will be verbally attacked by the president and displeased by the vice president.

I strongly advise against joining. — This is from Hideaki Shiraishi.

--

"Shiraishi-kun, for the club training camp, you can only join one group per person, right? Which side are you going to join?" Kuramochi Sakura suddenly asked as the three of them headed to the activity room.

“Oh, that’s a problem.” Shiraishi Sawa stroked his chin, his walking speed unconsciously slowing down a bit, but then he remembered the time he was attacked as soon as he entered the activity room because he was chatting on the way, and quickened his pace again.

"No matter which way I go, the other club will only have two people left. Two people, it doesn't really feel like a training camp anymore," Shiraishi Sawa Hide said, glancing at Kuramochi Sakura.

"And to be honest, if I had to choose, I would probably choose the high heel research department. I hope you don't mind, Kuramochi-san."

Regardless of the differences in their relationships or her own hidden work, she would definitely make this choice when she couldn't have both.

"No, Shiraishi-kun, I understand." Kuramochi Sakura showed no unusual reaction, as if she had expected this answer. She took Takanashi Yuuko's arm and continued walking naturally.

Takanashi Yuuko's eyes inevitably dimmed a little, but she didn't say anything. She even deliberately turned her head slightly to avoid letting Shiraishi Sawa Hide notice her change and thus affect him.

“If you ask me, it would be better for the two clubs to go to one place for a joint training camp,” Shiraishi Sawa said, as if he had already thought of it. “It would be more lively with more people, and anyway, it’s impossible for our two clubs to fit the theme of our club names.”

It's impossible for the academic department to live together for three days straight to study; that would be like a training camp. Similarly, the high-heeled shoe department can't possibly spend three days together researching high heels.

Speaking of which, the high-heeled shoe department hasn't talked about anything related to high heels yet. And our academic department hasn't even discussed anything related to studying!

The two sides would get together every day to eat, drink, and have fun. The president was almost corrupted by the fox. Except for missing the student council meetings, he never missed a club activity.

"So why don't we both decide on a different theme together? It'll be more lively with five people, what do you think?" Shiraishi Zexiu said, expressing his idea.

He also had his own selfish motives, not just for Yuko Takanashi.

Upon hearing this, Takanashi Yuuko calmly looked at Kuramochi Sakura and nodded slightly.

"I don't really care, two or five people are fine, as long as Yuuko is with me." Kuramochi Sakura raised an eyebrow, indicating that she didn't mind at all, and then said:

"However, I don't think bad women would agree, since the two of us would only affect each other's mood."

"It's alright, I promised on her behalf, there's absolutely no problem," Shiraishi Zexiu patted his chest and said confidently.

At worst, she could just use her favors again. Besides, Shiraishi Sawa was quite certain that Chiyo didn't really hate Kuramochi Sakura; she just enjoyed teasing her.

"If she has no objection, I don't care."

"Then wait for my good news."

"That's not exactly good news. It would be good news if the bad woman got sick or was unhappy," Kuramochi Sakura said after a moment's thought, with a hint of cunning.

"Then it seems we won't be able to wait."

--

The door to the high-heeled shoe research department was already unlocked, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide pushed the door open and went in.

One girl is reading a book with an upright posture, while another girl is lying on the table playing on her phone without any regard for her image. The heaviness on her chest becomes twisted and alluring because of her actions.

However, the moment they pushed open the door, before they even had a chance to look at the entrance, Shiraishi Sawah felt that neither of them seemed to be focused on their books or their phones.

“That’s not right,” Shiraishi Sawah scratched his head. “I came right after class, and I definitely didn’t slow down this time, so why are you two still faster than me?”

"Our class meeting ended early, Shiraishi-kun." Soga Kirei's thoughts drifted back to her, and she looked at Shiraishi Zexiu and said.

"I see. Tomorrow, I'll definitely be the first one to the activity room. I won't even wait for Kuramochi-san and Takanashi!" Shiraishi Sawa sat down at the beechwood table, and seeing that the two girls were looking at him, he casually mentioned the promise he had just made:

"By the way, Baby Fox, President, did your class meeting cover anything about the club training camp?"

"I've already talked about it, but we can discuss the topic and location another time. There's still time."

Chiyo put down her phone, rested her face on her arm, and looked at Shiraishi Sawa, seemingly uninterested in this today.

"No, what I wanted to ask was whether it was possible to team up with the club next door, with both clubs having a joint training camp on the same theme?"

"No." To Shiraishi Sawahide's surprise, almost the instant he finished speaking, Ichiyo refused.

"Why?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked in surprise.

"The reason is simple: I don't get along with winter melon sauce."

Shiraishi Zexiu's gaze fell on Soga Kirei. He was just glancing at her, but Soga Kirei avoided his eyes, as if she felt a little guilty.