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

Although he didn't know what the president had done to wrong him, Shiraishi Sawa continued to persuade the president, who played a decisive role: "How about 100 days of gratitude?"

"No."

"Owe another favor?"

"There's nothing to discuss."

“Alright,” Shiraishi Sawa nodded, not pressing the matter further, and got up to walk outside. “I thought your relationship with Kuramochi-san wasn’t really that bad. I’ll go talk to them. I should have known better than to make the decision for you first.”

"You've already spoken to them?" Chiyo Ichigo straightened up, stared at Shiraishi Sawa, crossed her arms, and asked, "Do you know this is an overreach of power?"

"Ahem, it's like this." Shiraishi Sawa touched his cheek, looking at the luxurious carpet, avoiding eye contact with Ichiyo to ease the awkwardness.

"I mainly thought that your relationship with Kuramochi-san wasn't really that bad. I know, I was wrong. I'm going to rescind this decision now."

......

“Okay, you’re right. Come back first, and we can go together.” Chiyo closed her eyes and thought for a while before calling out to Shiraishi Sawah as he was about to leave the activity room.

"No, Fox, don't force yourself. Don't agree just because of my pride. I don't care about saving face." Shiraishi Zexiu simply turned his head away and didn't come over.

"No, I really mean it, Soga-san, what do you think?" Chiyo smiled gently upon hearing this, then looked at Soga Kiriren.

“Let’s do both together, it will definitely be better,” Suwo Wulian nodded and said.

"Really?" Shiraishi Sawa was still a little unsure and asked again tentatively.

"Really." Chiyo Asahi and Shiraishi Sawa Hide rolled their eyes. "Why would I lie to you? Have I ever lied to you?"

Seeing that Shiraishi Sawa was about to start counting on his fingers, Ichiyo grabbed a tissue from the table and threw it at him, but Shiraishi Sawa caught it steadily, sat back down, and put it back in its original place.

"Then let's talk about what theme to choose?"

"Didn't I already say today that I don't really want to talk about this?"

"So what are we doing today, playing chess?"

"Daydreaming." Her beautiful profile rested on her arm, and Chiyo's glossy lips uttered such a dull word.

"what?"

But to Shiraishi Sawah's surprise once again, until the bell rang to end the club activities, not only Ichiyo Ichiriki, but also Soga Kirei, although they were holding books, seemed to be in a daze the whole time.

This strange situation caused Shiraishi Sawa to glance at the two characters every time he read a page when he reread "1Q84".

I always feel uneasy about it.

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October 27th, Wednesday, the day before the monthly exam that would determine the fate of all students' club camp.

It's clear that Shi Zexiu arrived quite early today, but he was one of the last to arrive.

The classroom was no longer noisy; everyone was silently doing exercises and reading, or reciting knowledge points with only lip movements and no sound. Those who wanted to make a sound were already standing in the corridor.

Shiraishi Sawa walked to his seat, rested his chin on the table, and looked out the window.

The power lines stretched across the vast sky, and the crows seemed to sense the tense atmosphere, standing silently in flocks on them.

However, a few quails, oblivious to the danger, were still squawking in the trees outside the window. As they flew past the window, Shiraishi Sawa could hear the flapping of their wings.

Before he could even admire the falling leaves dancing outside, several exercise books were placed on Shiraishi Sawa's desk.

"Shiraishi, help me quickly!" Takeuchi Arisu flipped open the creased page of the workbook. "This question, this question, please teach me quickly."

Also standing nearby were Takagi Ryo and Maeda Shusuke. Actually, their grades weren't particularly bad, and they weren't considered the worst in Meikawa, but they were still panicked about their significant drop in grades.

"The question about adenine, guanine, cytosine, and thymine pairing? Didn't the teacher mention the base pairing principle...?"

As for Yuuko Takanashi, Nana Hashimoto also handed her a few math problems, saying they were questions her classmates had asked her yesterday that she couldn't solve herself—much more thoughtful than what she could offer herself.

The problems I've been solving here are varied and of different difficulties; some are just pointless word games.

"It's so annoying. I scored more than 20 places higher in the last monthly exam than usual, and I was really happy at the time. But now that I think about it, I was digging my own grave."

After asking the questions, Arisu Takeuchi sat back down in his seat, writing down the wrong answers in red pen while muttering to himself with resentment.

“I still have room for improvement. Oh right, Takanashi, if I get first place this time and you go from first to second, wouldn’t that be considered a significant decline? After all, history only remembers the first place.”

Stretching, Shiraishi Zexiu asked listlessly.

"Shiraishi, what is the second highest mountain in the world?"

"K2." Shiraishi Zexiu didn't need to think; this was something he had memorized using [Super Memory] before.

“Shiraishi-kun will remember the second place, so it doesn’t matter if you get second place.” As if she knew Shiraishi Sawa would definitely answer, Takanashi Yuuko said gently and confidently, her voice as soft as the plum rain tapping on the green tiles in spring.

"Kuramochi-san, come on, let's push Takanashi down to third place!" Noticing that Kuramochi Sakura was looking in their direction, Shiraishi Sawa raised his hand and shook his fingers as a greeting.

"Huh? Oh, I'll try my best." Kuramochi Sakura hesitated for half a second before belatedly nodding in agreement.

“I know,” Shiraishi Sawa said, interrupting Takanashi Yuko as she was about to speak again. “I know that the third highest peak is Kangchenjunga, so it doesn’t matter if it’s third place.”

Yuko Takanashi, whose lines were stolen, smiled and nodded, displaying her gentle and boundless charm.

“Takayuki, I also know that the deepest trench in the world is the Mariana Trench. Does it matter if I get last place?” Shiraishi Sawa said while carefully drawing on the draft paper he had just used to help his classmate solve a problem.

"Anything is fine with me if Shiraishi wants it," the girl said softly, lowering her voice.

"I order you to get into Tokyo University."

“There shouldn’t be any problem,” Yuko Takanashi said after thinking for a moment, then nodded.

"Forget it, let's talk about it in third grade. Maybe the order will be changed to roasting sweet potatoes." If an order can be easily carried out, then it's meaningless.

"Kuramochi-san, don't look at me like that, it's making me a little uneasy. Don't try anything funny with me in broad daylight. Don't seduce me!" Noticing that Kuramochi Sakura was still looking at him, Shiraishi Sawa Hide shrank back a little towards the window and said.

"Who would have designs on you! I would never have designs on you, Shiraishi-kun, even if I were to scheme against Yuuko." Kuramochi Sakura said with a blush rising on her face, slightly embarrassed and annoyed.

Shiraishi Sawa looked at Kuramochi Sakura, then subconsciously glanced at Takanashi Yuuko. The girl noticed this gaze and smiled even more gently.

The steam princess who used to blush whenever teased or made crude remarks should actually be Takanashi Yuko.

Nowadays, let alone teasing or making crude jokes, even when it's just the two of them, Shiraishi Sawa Hide has to think carefully about his words when speaking to Takanashi Yuko, for fear of being 'maliciously' misunderstood by her.

“Kuramochi-san, you’re not right. ‘Tumou’ means ‘to plot secretly,’ but everyone knows about your plot against Yuuko. That’s an open plot, so you should use your plot against me.” Shiraishi Sawa explained earnestly.

“What you said makes sense.” Kuramochi Sakura nodded, then realized something was wrong. “But what I was trying to say was that I don’t have any designs on you!”

"Is that so? It's alright, it's all the same." Shiraishi Zexiu waved his hand, making a gesture of 'forgiveness'.

“Shiraishi-kun…” Kuramochi Sakura sighed, “You really are too much like Chiyo Ichiriki. If you were any more sarcastic, I would have another mortal enemy.”

“That’s right, Kuramochi-san, but we need to emphasize a primary and secondary point: it’s Ichiru-san who is like me, not the other way around. As for being sharp-tongued, don’t worry, Kuramochi-san, I’m a very gentle person.”

Arisu Takeuchi, who was marking important points in his book, finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Shiraishi, can you look out the window?"

“Okay, Takeuchi,” Shiraishi Sawa turned his head to look out the window. “I think I know what you’re trying to say. Please choose your words carefully, after all, I’m very ‘gentle’.”

“It’s alright,” Arisu Takeuchi said, looking down as she continued to emphasize the key points. “I didn’t mean to mention that you’re someone who likes to solve problems with violence.”

“But you did.” Shiraishi Sawah stopped looking out the window.

--

"Are you bored, Shiraishi-kun? Why are you scribbling all the time?" Kuramochi Sakura asked Shiraishi Sawa, who was showing 'gentleness' to Takeuchi Arisu, as she walked over to find Takanashi Yuuko to go to the restroom.

"Yes, I'm very bored." Shiraishi Zexiu nodded without changing his expression.

In the current situation, he couldn't bring himself to say that he was 'drawing seriously'. After the two girls left, Shiraishi Sawa returned to his seat, crumpled his artwork into a ball, and a three-pointer fell into the trash can at the back of the classroom.

Found a home.

If given the chance, Shiraishi Sawa Hide must find a way to acquire the skills he's embarrassed himself with, such as drawing, singing, and buttercream decorating!

--

"The High Heels Research Department has no club activities today."

In the afternoon, Shiraishi Sawa received a message on his phone that was different from usual.

"Fox, you've started studying too?" Shiraishi Sawa considered the most likely reason.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who's good at learning? I still insist on learning these things, but they're completely useless to me."

"That's true. After all, you still need to go home and inherit billions of dollars at any time. So, even if you come in last place this time, the school probably won't dare to send you to the training camp."

"of course."

"So why aren't there any club activities? Are you scared because I beat you to a pulp at chess yesterday?"

"Besides chess?"

"Besides chess, my other skills are also among the top three in the high-heeled shoe research department. I even won a bronze medal at the Olympics," Shiraishi Zexiu stated the facts without exaggeration.

"Baby Dog, your skin is as thick as ever. I think if Takanashi participated in our department's event one day, you wouldn't even get a bronze medal."

"So, because of my stubbornness, I won't scream."

"Ideally, all of them would be like that."

"Fox, go back and take a look at penbeat. Let's have a competition next time and see who's better at it."

"No way. You're up to no good by asking that. You're sure you know this very well." Once Chiyo entered the trap, she completely ignored it.

"How could that be?"

"swear."

"The weather is so nice today, sunny and breezy." Shiraishi Zexiu sighed, it seemed that his S-rank skill would never be of any use.

"It's going to rain in a few days."

Shiraishi Sawa checked the weather, and it was indeed so.

"It's not raining today anyway."

Once Chiyo didn't reply, Shiraishi Sawah naturally put his phone back in his pocket and continued with his class.

Yes, it's class time now.