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

"Oh, that's fine. Aunt Zuo Ye, will you wait here?"

“Yes, Shiraishi, when you go downstairs later, just walk here,” Akiko Saba said with a smile.

"Let's go, Shiraishi-kun," the girl on the other end urged.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Takanashi and Aunt Zuoye to wait for me."

The figures of the boy and girl gradually disappeared around the corner, and Akiko Saeba took out her phone to pass the time.

Yuuko's sleepiness vanished. She wiped away the condensation on the car window with her finger, basking in the opulent splendor of the upscale residential area.

In fact, in the girl's eyes, it was not as good as the apartment that Tianyuan rented.

"Ha~" she breathed softly, the warm breath blurring the window on this side.

"like."

She glanced at the stairwell again; the motion-activated lights were off, leaving it pitch black and deserted. Takanashi Yuuko sighed silently, a hint of melancholy in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Instead, there is steadfastness.

--

"President, which floor do you live on?"

"Third floor." Soga Kirei held onto Shiraishi Zexiu's arm and walked slowly.

There are only two flights of stairs from the first floor to the third floor, but it felt like Shiraishi Sawa Hide walked for a long time.

There is only one household on each floor. Soga Kirei led Shiraishi Sawa to the door of the third floor, looked up at him and said:

"Shiraishi, could you get my keys? They're in my right pocket."

“President,” Shiraishi Sawa looked at her with amusement, “you seem to have another hand.”

Soga Kirei could only hold his arm with her right hand.

However, that happened a second ago, because after Shiraishi Zexiu finished speaking, Soga Kiriren wrapped her arms around his and looked at him innocently.

It means: I don't have hands now.

"Okay, I'll get it." Shiraishi Zexiu struggled to take the key out of his pocket with his right hand and opened the door to the room.

The room was brightly lit. At a desk in the living room, a capable-looking woman with short hair was wearing glasses and typing away at her computer, not even glancing at the door as it opened.

She is Soga's mother, whom Shiraishi Sawah had met once.

"Wu Lian is back. Did you have fun today?" Su Wo's mother still didn't take her eyes off the screen.

"Hello, Auntie." Shiraishi Zexiu thought for a moment and then greeted her.

The sound of typing on the keyboard in the living room stopped abruptly. Suga's mother's fingers hovered over the keyboard for more than a second before she raised her hand, pushed her glasses up a little, and looked at Shiraishi Sawah at the door.

Just like the one he had seen before, a powerful aura swept over him, but Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't feel anything. Instead, he thought that Nao Ichinomiya and Kuramochi Mika would be more difficult to deal with.

"Are you... Shiraishi Sawa?" Soga Yuzuki asked as she saw her daughter emerge from behind the boy, change into her slippers, and search for new ones in the entryway shoe cabinet.

"Yes, it's me, good evening, Auntie."

"Okay, today is your birthday, right? Happy birthday." Suga Yuzuki's aura had softened considerably, and she no longer seemed so aggressive. A standard smile appeared on her face as she spoke.

"Yes, thank you, Auntie."

"Shiraishi, your slippers." Soga Kirei finally found a brand new pair of slippers and placed them in front of Shiraishi Zexiu.

"it is good."

"Would you like something to eat?" Suga Yuzuki closed her notebook, stood up, and walked over to ask. "There's plenty of food at home."

"No need, thank you Auntie. The president and I are already fully full."

"Shiraishi, come to my room, I'll get you a present." After Shiraishi Zexiu put on his slippers, Soga Kiri Ren took Shiraishi Zexiu's arm and walked towards his room.

Shiraishi Sawa gave Soga Yuzuki an apologetic look.

Soga Yuuki crossed her arms, her right hand habitually placed to her mouth, then lowered it. She watched Soga Kirei hold Shiraishi Sawa's hand, said nothing, returned to her desk, reopened her laptop, and continued working.

--

Shiraishi Sawa entered Soga Kirei's room and looked around.

The room is quite large, at least 1.5 times the size of my own apartment room. The overall decoration color scheme doesn't match Soga Kirei's personality, presenting a pinkish, girlish color scheme.

There was a very long body pillow lying on the bed, which Shiraishi Sawa estimated to be about 1.9 meters long.

Soga Kirei closed the door and walked to the table beside the bed.

"Please sit down for a moment, Shiraishi. It's fine to sit on the bed. I'll give you the gift."

Shiraishi Zexiu sat on the bed and continued to look around. The most numerous items in the room were the desk and bookshelf where Soga Kirei was sitting.

The most eye-catching items were several of Haruki Murakami's works, such as "Norwegian Wood" and "Dance Dance Dance," because they all looked relatively new and were reflecting the room's light.

However, Shiraishi Sawa was also a little surprised that there were two books on the bookshelf with the page numbers facing outwards, so the titles of the books could not be seen.

"President, why aren't those two books straight? Doesn't it make you uncomfortable to look at them?" Because it was so abrupt, Shiraishi Zexiu asked curiously.

Soga Kirei looked up at the two books with a slight smile on her face. She picked up one and handed it to Shiraishi Zexiu.

"Encyclopedia - Middle School Students" and "Daily Life Skills".

"So this is it," Shiraishi Sawah said with a smile as he took it, seemingly reminiscing about the past. "So you were lying to me back then, President."

"Back then, this was the only way I could be alone with Shiraishi," Soga Kirei said confidently, her lie exposed.

A hydrangea specimen sits on the bedside table, its beauty forever blooming. There are also photos of her and Shiraishi Sawa, each one printed out and framed.

I've never been to this room before, yet I feel familiar with many of the things here.

Shiraishi Sawa was feeling the added weight on his shoulders, making it hard for him to breathe.

“This.” Soga Kirei’s voice interrupted Shiraishi Zexiu’s thoughts, and a bracelet appeared in front of him.

Unlike the thin silver chain that Shiraishi Sawa is currently wearing, this is the kind of bracelet that you can tell at a glance is definitely not a cheap knock-off.

The room's soft lighting reflected the colorful glow of the various beads and jade ornaments. Suwo Wulian shook her bracelet, and the gems on it made a crisp sound.

“I strung these myself.” Suwo Wulian pointed to a small box of miniature gemstones or jade of various colors on the desk.

Pulling Shiraishi Zexiu's hand over, Soga Kiriren hung the bracelet on Shiraishi Zexiu's left hand, which lacked a thin silver chain. After examining it carefully, she took it off and replaced it with several different bracelets.

“I remember you like understated colors, so most of the colors here are black, white, and gray. How about this?” Soga Kirei grabbed Shiraishi Zexiu’s arm and showed it to him.

"I think it's very nice, I like it very much." Shiraishi Zexiu shook his left hand. The bracelet and the gemstones on it felt very comfortable. They had all been polished and didn't feel rough to the touch.

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Soga Kirei smiled with satisfaction and happiness, took Shiraishi Zexiu's arm, and snapped a photo.

"Is this a buyer's show?" Shiraishi Sawa asked.

"I'll make another one for myself based on this after Baishi goes back," Suwo Wulian said seriously, tilting her head.

Her cherry-colored lips pursed, outlining a joyful curve.

"A reward." Suga Wulian casually placed her phone on the bedside, pounced on Shiraishi Zexiu in front of her, placed her hands on either side of the boy, and stared straight at him with her bright eyes.

Her face, bathed in the soft, warm light of the bedside lamp, was tinged with a gentle, pale gold, making her appear exceptionally pure and holy.

"Do you have to give a reward for a birthday present?" Shiraishi Zexiu leaned against the headboard, but Soga Kirei followed, and the distance between the two never exceeded ten centimeters.

"It's not just a reward, it's also a gift I'm giving to Shiraishi."

The stars shone in the girl's eyes, captivating all who looked upon them. Her slender, fair legs, encased in stockings, were now resting sideways between Shiraishi Ze's slender thighs.

"Take it."

"Ten kisses on the cheek?"

"No, not here." A small pink tongue smeared around her lips, making the soft gold even more dazzling.

The girl drew closer until the distance between them was zero.

In the early morning, upon opening the wooden cabin in the woods, one is greeted by a vast field of blooming lilies, with butterflies flitting and swaying among them.

This is how I feel right now.

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Soga Kirei buried her head in Shiraishi Sawa's shoulder and breathed calmly.

"It tastes like fruit wine."

"I think I really should rinse my mouth."

"It's okay, it tastes great."

.......

"You can get up now, President," said Shiraishi Sawa, patting the girl's shoulder blades.

He stared blankly at a hook on the wall in front of him, but nothing was hanging below it. His eyes were full of confusion.

Will things get better if things continue like this? Probably not.

A war is raging in the boy's mind, a war that should have erupted long ago, but has been suppressed.

“Takanashi is still waiting for me down there.” Seeing that Soga Kirei didn’t react, Shiraishi Sawah stroked the girl’s lead-black and shiny hair and emphasized again.

“Takanashi has always lived with you, she’s not in a hurry.” Soga Kirei’s tone changed slightly.

"what?"

"Shiraishi, have you considered moving to a different place? I think your current apartment is too small."

“At the moment…” Shiraishi Sawa thought for a moment, “we don’t really have any plans in that regard. The apartment’s environment and location are pretty good, and we’re already quite familiar with the neighbors.”

"Hmm." Soga Kirei said with some regret, got up and sat down next to him, giving Shiraishi Sawa Hide his freedom.

"I'll take you downstairs."

"No need, just walk me to the door. It's too much trouble for you to put on your shoes when you go downstairs."

“It’s alright, I’ll take you down,” Suwo Wulian insisted.

"That's fine too."

The two people pushed open the door and came out. Soga Yuuki's hands hovered above the computer keyboard, not moving for a long time, as if she was frowning and thinking about work.