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

"Auntie, I'm leaving now."

"I'll go see Bai Shi off."

"Okay, make sure Akiko takes you to your building, Shiraishi-kun. Be careful on your way back." Soga Yuzuki put her hands together and looked at the two of them with much gentler eyes.

"Yes, Auntie, I'll message Wulian when I get home."

The process of going downstairs was still slow, but it would eventually come to an end.

Shiraishi Sawa opened the passenger door and greeted Soga Kirei with a smile.

"President, I'm going home now!"

"Ah."

Akiko Saba's phone was lying horizontally, and judging from her hand movements, it looked like she was playing a game. However, when she saw Hideaki Shiraishi enter, she immediately turned off the phone screen and put it aside.

Shiraishi Sawa turned his head to look at Takanashi Yuko behind him. Her seatbelt was still fastened, her head was resting against the window, her eyes were closed, and her brows were furrowed.

Although Takanashi Yuko doesn't usually talk much, she seemed unusually quiet today.

"Slow down, Aunt Zuoye, we're not in a hurry," Shiraishi Zexiu whispered to Zuoye Akiko.

Akiko Saba glanced at the rearview mirror and nodded.

--

Suwo Wulian watched her family's car gradually drive away, until all the dust and leaves had returned to the ground and the moon was a little brighter, before she turned and went upstairs.

Back in her entryway, Soga Kirei put the slippers that Shiraishi Sawa had only worn once back into the plastic bag and placed them on the top right of the shoe cabinet—that's where their personal shoes are kept.

Soga Yuzuki hasn't touched a computer in a long time; her main concern now is her daughter.

Just as she was about to go over and speak, the phone next to the computer suddenly rang. Looking at the caller ID, Soga Yuzuki frowned in disgust, got up, walked to the room where the balcony was, and closed the door.

Soga Kirei returned to her room, pulled out the copy of "Prince Ito's Wish" that had been stored away from under the bed, and hung it back on the hook.

--

Akiko Saeba's car slowly slowed down—waiting for the security guard at the gate to give her permission to pass.

Takanashi Yuuko was asleep, so he couldn't talk to her. Playing on his phone would easily make him more carsick. Shiraishizawa Hide could only press his forehead against the window and continue to admire the Tokyo street scene.

Occasionally, you can also enjoy glimpses of the diverse lives on the streets of Tokyo.

At the entrance of this upscale neighborhood, a middle-aged man was making a scene, trying to get in, but was ruthlessly refused by the security guards, who even started waving their batons in threat. When he saw the car, he stopped making a scene and quickly walked outside.

Shiraishi Zexiu suspected that he was furious because he had been noticed, but something didn't seem right. Wasn't the car window tinted with privacy film?

On a street not far away, a vendor pushing a cart moved slowly forward. On the cart were some strange little toys that emitted colorful lights, which were particularly eye-catching in the night and outshone the moonlight. He must have packed up and gone home.

Everything blurred in Shiraishi Sawa's vision.

It wasn't that he was so sensitive that he would burst into tears at the sight of this scene, but rather that a raindrop fell precisely on the glass window in front of him.

The splashes of water obscured the view, and the water droplets flowing down from the center of the splashes.

While waiting at the traffic light, Shiraishi Sawa took out his phone and checked the weather forecast.

It seems there will be a long, continuous autumn rain. At least the current weather forecast says that it is possible to rain for the next seven days, but nothing heavy.

Shiraishi Sawah dislikes rainy days. The reason is simple: his umbrella can't block all the rain. As long as it's windy and rainy, the slanting raindrops will definitely soak his lower body.

If the wind gets any stronger, the affected area can extend to waist level and below.

The rain isn't heavy yet, and it doesn't seem to be getting heavier; there are only a few scattered drops.

Shiraishi Sawah adjusted his posture, leaning back in his chair, and continued to enjoy the night view.

The scenery gradually became familiar, and the hustle and bustle of downtown Tokyo was gone, replaced by a quiet and desolate atmosphere. Every now and then, you could hear the crisp sound of large raindrops hitting the fallen leaves in the drizzle.

"We've arrived, Shiraishi-kun." Akiko Saba slowly stopped the car and whispered to Shiraishi Sawa.

"It's okay, Aunt Zuoye, I'll wake her up anyway." Then Shiraishi Zexiu unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned out from the middle of the front car to the back, and shook Takanashi Yuko's shoulder, "Takanashi, wake up, get up."

This time, she didn't fall asleep because of drinking, and since Takanashi Yuko doesn't have trouble getting up in the morning, she opened her eyes quickly.

"Ah, sorry, I fell asleep again. Are we home yet?" Takanashi Yuko rubbed her eyes and tried to get up. The beautiful curves of her chest were accentuated by the seatbelt, making Shiraishi Sawa Hide take another look.

"Takanashi, you need to unbuckle your seatbelt before you get up." Shiraishi Sawa said, both amused and exasperated, as he saw Takanashi Yuuko bounce back into her seat after being buckled by the seatbelt.

Yuko Takanashi was too embarrassed to speak, and instead lowered her head to unbuckle her seatbelt, her ears turning bright red.

The rain wasn't heavy, so Shiraishi Sawa opened the car door, walked to the back of the car, and took out two bags from inside—one containing gifts for Kuramochi Sakura and the other for Ichiryu Chiyo.

After waiting for Yuko Takanashi to come out, they went upstairs together.

Goodbye, Aunt Zuo Ye.

"Then I'll drive back, goodbye!" Akiko Saba waved to them, then turned her car around and drove away.

"Takanashi, this way." Shiraishi Sawah grabbed Takanashi Yuuko, who was walking straight ahead. "You have to turn here on the stairs. Are you still asleep?"

"I don't know." Takanashi Yuuko lowered her head, leaning on Shiraishi Sawa's shoulder, and at the same time, she hugged Shiraishi Sawa's arm. The position was roughly where the seat belt had been.

"What a fool you are, not even aware of whether you're fully awake." Shiraishi Zexiu ruffled her hair with his other hand and slowly walked towards the stairwell, carrying her like a pendant.

"Lift your leg, you know? You have to lift your leg here. Lifting your leg means raising your foot, raising it high." Shiraishi Zexiu kept babbling nonsense in front of the first step.

"I've learned it, thank you Shiraishi." Takanashi Yuuko stepped onto the first step, and at the same time, tiptoed and pecked Shiraishi Sawahide on the cheek.

Shiraishi Zexiu glanced at her helplessly and continued walking upstairs.

When they reached the door, Takanashi Yuko reluctantly let go of Shiraishi Sawa's seatbelt, picked up the small box placed by the door, looked at it, and handed it to Shiraishi Sawa.

"Bai Shi, what does it mean that it says you're here to open it?"

"Let's go in the car."

"car?"

Shiraishi Sawa then remembered that when Kuramochi Mika said she was going to give him the car, the other three girls were not present.

As he explained, Shiraishi Sawa opened the package, which contained two identical car keys, a gas card valid in Tokyo, Shiraishi Sawa's driver's license (she was 18 years old), and a note.

The note listed the car and the location of the purchased parking space, and also noted that the driver's license would take three days to be checked and officially used.

However, Shiraishi Sawah didn't actually need them at all, so he put them back in the packaging box.

"Shiraishi, you seem to be quite popular with the aunties," Yuko Takanashi remarked after hearing the explanation.

"That's right, I was a heartbreaker for young women since I was a baby. When I was a baby, several aunties fought over who would hold me." Shiraishi Sawa opened the door to change his shoes, while bragging to Takanashi Yuuko about his 'true' childhood exploits.

The girl listened attentively and would occasionally say "Wow, that's amazing!"

"Little Bird, why don't you take a bath first today? You still look very sleepy. I'll take a bath later and use that time to work out." Shiraishi Sawa walked to the gym corner, picked up Mimi, who was sleeping on the dumbbells, and put her back in her bed, saying.

"Okay~ Haha." Takanashi Yuko yawned again and went back to the two-person room to find her clothes.

When Shiraishi Sawah came out of the storeroom after finishing his boxing practice, he ran into Takanashi Yuko, who had just come out of the bath.

There was still steam rising from the bathroom doorway. The ends of her hair, which had been accidentally wet during her shower, were now stuck together, and tiny water droplets remained on the girl's exposed, fair skin.

It's like freshly washed, edible fruit.

She was wearing only a thin short-sleeved shirt, which perfectly showcased her voluptuous curves. Shiraishi Sawa could easily spot two details.

The short-sleeved shirt wasn't very long, only covering half of his buttocks, but Shiraishi Sawa was already used to it, nodding his head:

"Quickly grab a jacket, put it on, and dry your hair. Go to bed once it's dry, or you'll catch a cold."

"Okay, Shiraishi, I'll wash your clothes after my exam tomorrow."

Shiraishi Sawa took his change of clothes inside and handed the hairdryer to Takanashi Yuuko, saying, "I'll wash first, you go to sleep soon."

--

When she came out, the living room was still lit; it was left on for her by Takanashi Yuuko. The girl herself should already be lying in her room.

Shiraishi Zexiu wasn't in a hurry to go to sleep. He sat on the sofa and first put the small box containing the car keys at the very back of the coffee table drawer.

I admired Ono no Michikaze's calligraphy; it has a distinct Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi style. It's really quite good. I'll hang it in the same spot where I previously displayed the imitation of "Prince Ito's Prayer" tomorrow.

As for the 20-centimeter-tall Ultraman Tiga figure, Shiraishizawa placed it on the back of the sofa and posed it as if it were releasing the Zepelion Ray, the direction of which... was towards Mimi's little nest.

As Shiraishi Zexiu took out the packaging box of the "One Treasure Box" and opened it, he was somewhat surprised—it looked a little like the one he had given her, but it was also quite different.

Shiraishi Sawah pressed the top button, and a chibi version of Ichiyo Ichiin slowly stepped out and began to rotate.

The remaining functions... Shiraishi Sawa picked up the instruction manual that was included next to him, and the handwriting seemed to be that of Chiyo Ichiyuki.

It turns out this is an upgraded version of the [White Stone Treasure Box]. It can be operated via the touch screen next to the machine, and all recorded words can be searched and played back. You can also add more later.

"...If you want to hear anything else in the future, you can kneel down and beg me while crying, and I will definitely grant your wish. — Ichiyo"

The requirements are too demanding. If it were just a matter of 'begging and crying,' Shiraishi Sawa Hide might have considered it.

"You're a pig, you're a pig, you're a pig." This was the first conversation that popped up when Shiraishi Sawah searched for the keyword 'happy'.

"Human hearts are unpredictable." Shiraishi Zexiu shook his head and sighed, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Shiraishi Sawa didn't study the remaining recordings; he planned to save them for later. It was already very late, so late that he wouldn't be a birthday boy any day soon.

For most people, today was just an ordinary day.

What should have been an ordinary seventeenth birthday has become one that I will never forget.

The rain outside intensified, and the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the leaves drifted into the quiet living room, marking the end of the seventeen-year-old's birthday celebration.

Shiraishi Zexiu leaned back on the sofa, looking at the snow-white ceiling.

A glowing LED tube light made it difficult for Shiraishi Sawa to focus his gaze.

He was lost in thought, his breathing sometimes slow, sometimes rapid.

Shiraishi Sawah lowered his head, grabbing his hair in frustration and distress, his fluffy hair twisted and wildly pointing in different directions.

I suddenly remembered a quote from Haruki Murakami:

"I wasn't ready to turn twenty at all, which is quite puzzling, like someone pushed me from behind."

I thought I would see mountains and rivers, and the afterglow of sunset when I turned seventeen, but in reality, I am still searching for myself.

......

"I like you."

"...I like you too."