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

Authentic yakiniku restaurants have chefs who handle the grilling; customers simply place their orders and wait.

The two of them sat in the far corner of the row of seats and ordered two recommended set meals.

"President, don't you have a swimsuit? Or are you just saying this to trick me into coming out?" Shiraishi Sawa teased with a smile.

“No,” Soga Kirei shook her head seriously, “I didn’t lie to Shiraishi this time, I really don’t have a swimsuit.”

"why?"

"Because I can't swim."

"...Huh?" Shiraishi Sawa was genuinely surprised. "Wait, didn't your junior high school include swimming as a compulsory subject?"

I remember Shiraishi Sawa Hideki remembering that this was a required course.

“It’s included, but I haven’t studied it.” Suwo Wulian shook her head and continued to explain.

"When I was in junior high school, boys and girls took swimming lessons together. Although there were two swimming pools, there was no obstruction in between. I didn't like the possible line of sight, so I stopped learning."

Because of my good grades and my eccentric personality, the teachers didn't pressure me.

The reason was very simple and blunt, but Shiraishi Sawa accepted it, though he had objections:

"President, your personality is not strange at all. You are like a carefree flower on the grassland."

"Okay! So, when the club training camp starts, please teach me, Shiraishi."

"President, you didn't stop learning years ago just for this moment, did you?" Shiraishi Zexiu nodded, ate a slice of the free radish provided, and asked with a smile, thinking of this.

“It’s so good that I didn’t have to learn to swim.” Soga Kirei responded with a smile as well.

"No problem, President, swimming is very simple."

Besides, I've now mastered A-level swimming and have a lot more swimming skills in my mind. With my physical strength, being a teacher wouldn't be a problem at all.

The whole pickled eggplant was served to the two of them. Shiraishi Sawa used chopsticks to cut it into many small strips so that Soga Kirei could eat it without affecting her appearance.

"By the way, President, may I ask about Bored Guy?" After thinking it over, Shiraishi Sawa asked, his tone tentative, as he had been holding it in for several days.

"Sure, actually I've been wondering why you haven't asked about Shiraishi. I've switched my LINE account several times, but I haven't heard from Shiraishi. I thought Tokyo was so boring that it didn't matter anymore."

A hint of sadness appeared on Soga Muren's face.

"Of course not, President! I've always cared about it! When Tokyo was so boring and ignored me, I was really annoyed, feeling like my best friend had been stolen!"

You just wouldn't tell me, and I'm the kind of person who, if you don't want to tell me, I definitely won't press you for details.

"If the necklace you gave me hadn't implied that you had told me this on your own initiative, I wouldn't have even asked today."

Shiraishi Sawa quickly explained that he was genuinely bothered by how boring Tokyo was.

"Shiraishi, you are such a kind person."

"Or perhaps I'm just an indecisive person," Shiraishi Sawah said with a self-deprecating laugh.

“The reason is…” Soga Kirei picked up a shredded eggplant and placed it on Shiraishi Sawa’s plate, and continued, “Because although I am ‘Tokyo is so boring,’ I can’t be like her in reality.”

Even if the person I'm talking to is Shiraishi, I can't keep talking like I can on a phone.

"What do you mean? Does that mean you can only become talkative on your phone?" Shiraishi Sawa asked curiously.

"Um, could you please stand somewhere I can't see you, Shiraishi?"

“Sure.” Shiraishi Zexiu was very interested and immediately got up and walked to the corridor.

"Like this, as long as I can't see you, Shiraishi, I can say a lot of things. I can express whatever I want to say at once. Sometimes I type faster than I speak."

A message popped up on my phone very quickly; it was sent from Suga Kirei's account.

"I feel I can express myself easily, whatever I want to share or say, and I can even use the jokes I learned from you, Shiraishi. I can make you commit seppuku right here and now."

"For example, I could say things like, 'Why haven't you replied to me after I've sent so many messages? Don't you love me anymore?' But in reality, I simply can't say those words. But don't worry, Shiraishi, I will always love you."

Shiraishi Ze Xiu peeked out from the doorway, looking at Soga Kirei sitting in the far corner. The girl didn't even have time to pay attention to the food that was brought to her; her fingers were nimbly tapping on her phone screen.

Seeing that the waiter at the door was giving him increasingly strange looks, and realizing that his own demeanor didn't seem like that of a good person, Shiraishi Sawah went inside first.

"At first, I was very surprised when I saw Shiraishi at the student council meeting. At that time, although I was happy and found it interesting, I didn't actually like Shiraishi yet, and I still didn't want to prove my identity. I felt that being an online friend was enough."

"But Shiraishi, you were so strange and attracted so much attention. Back then, you were just like me, using a mobile phone to communicate with others."

And then suddenly she asked me online, "How can I make Xiao Su talk?"—such strange things—saying that I have a "very nice voice" and that she wanted to hear me speak, adding, "It's such a waste if she doesn't talk."

"This is so strange! We haven't even spoken a word, and I... I was starting to think you'd figured out who I was! But it turns out you're still clueless."

"Later, when I started to care about you a little, maybe even like you, I thought, Shiraishi, you like listening to me talk, and you think it's a pity that I don't talk."

That has nothing to do with how boring Tokyo is; as for what "Boring Guy" is about, it doesn't really matter if we announce it.

"I want Shiraishi to like Soga Kirei, not Tokyo is boring. If Shiraishi likes the way he is with Tokyo is boring, I can't do that. I don't want us to end up chatting on our phones after we're together!"

"Furthermore, since I helped myself and even recommended myself during the All-Around Knowledge Competition, I was even less willing to reveal my identity."

Shiraishi Sawa Hide sensed a hint of shame in the text; similarly, it seemed to be an emotion that could only appear in Tokyo is so boring, not in Soga Kirei.

"So I put it in the necklace and left it to fate."

“I see.” Shiraishi Sawa, standing behind Soga Kirei, nodded and said.

Soga Kirihime's typing stopped. She turned her head and looked up at Shiraishi Sawa, saying:

"I know Shiraishi is behind me, and there's no way I can become Bored."

"Can't I even type while I'm looking at you?"

"Hmm." Her cherry-blossom-colored lips were slightly pursed on her cool, delicate face, revealing a hint of annoyance.

Shiraishi Sawa sat back down in his seat, ate a few skewers of grilled meat that had already been placed on the table, and smiled as he comforted her:

"It's okay, President, you did it. The you I like really has nothing to do with how boring Tokyo is."

“But I lost for the first time.” Soga Kirei pouted, looking slightly aggrieved. “Shiraishi, if I had told you earlier that Tokyo was so boring, would you have chosen me?”

"In that case..." Shiraishi Zexiu had only eaten half of the grilled skewer, which was a little hot, and he breathed on it as he entered a thinking mode.

"No need to think about it." Soga no Kirei said before the answer was even given.

"What's wrong."

“Because Shiraishi said, ‘There are no ifs,’” Soga Kirei said with a smile.

Just then, the chef was pouring oil onto the grill, and flames rose, the warm, soft light kissing the girl's face.

"What's really important is your continued favoritism towards me, which I haven't reciprocated. I'm truly sorry," Shiraishi Zexiu said apologetically.

"You can respond now, Shiraishi."

"Ah~" Soga Kirei opened her mouth, and between her two soft lips, a pale pink tongue and white teeth, places that Shiraishi Sawa had once touched, were displayed before him.

"Be careful, it's hot."

Shiraishi Zexiu blew on the remaining half of the skewer in his hand, noticing it was still steaming, and reminded it.

She gently bit down with her teeth to test the temperature and make sure it was okay before biting into the grilled meat, pulling it out of the skewer, and slowly chewing it.

“It’s delicious,” Shiraishi responded.

The girl's voice mingled with the sizzling sound of oil hitting the grill.

The chef, carrying the freshly grilled barbecue, hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to interrupt their eye contact.

Chapter 251 Him and Her in the Swimsuit Shop

The outside temperature wasn't high, but the bare legs of the young girls on the street and their deliberately raised skirts showed their dedication to beauty.

"Don't look."

The two, who had just come out of the barbecue restaurant, were taking a walk to digest their food and head towards their destination.

"I didn't see it. I just think they're so brave. The weather is already cold, and they're still dressed like that."

But that's not the scariest part. The scariest part is winter, when girls choose to go completely bare-legged because tights make their legs look thicker.

Shiraishi Sawa was willing to relinquish the title of 'hero' to them, admitting defeat.

Soga Kirei lowered her head. Today, she was wearing a French-style shirt jacket and a light blue long skirt, but she wasn't showing her legs.

"No, President, I really didn't look. I've switched to looking at men now."

Noticing the girl's movements, Shiraishi Sawa immediately realized what Soga Kirei was trying to do, straightened his gaze, and said seriously.

"Shiraishi, you once told me that you saw a really beautiful leg the other day."

“That time…” Shiraishi Sawah fell into recollection, “That time it was actually a mannequin, and I only found out later that the legs were fake.”

“So, Shiraishi, you must have a habit of staring at girls’ legs on the street. Don’t look,” Soga Kirei said firmly.

"So you still remember things like being pursued by several girls in elementary and middle school, to the point that you had to run away every day?"

Shiraishi Sawa Hide hadn't yet habitually equated Soga Kirei with Tokyo is so boring; back then, because they were online friends, he had told her almost all his secrets.

"Are you talking about the time you hid on the roof, the time you hid behind the mound, or the time you hid directly in the teacher's office?"

After a moment of silence, Suwo Wulian asked as if she knew the details well.

"...Stop talking, President. It turns out the one who should feel ashamed is myself." Shiraishi Sawa said weakly, covering his face with his hands.

"But that time I hid in the teacher's office was really outrageous. I spent the whole afternoon grading other students' homework, and it was better to have been caught by them..."

Shiraishi Sawa and Soga Kirei recounted the story they had discussed before. This time, Shiraishi Sawa mainly did the talking, while Soga Kirei listened, occasionally adding details that she knew.

"Look, there are seven eggs in the nest, not eight."

Soga Kirei showed her phone to Shiraishi Sawa—they were trying to determine the authenticity of a vague memory.

The phone screen displays a chat history between Shiraishi Sawa and Tokyo is so boring.

"Looks like I remembered wrong. I wasn't that awesome after all. But I didn't expect this to be a chat log from two years ago. You still have it, guild leader."

Tokyo is so boring. Her contacts are empty except for Shiraishi Sawa and Soga Kirei's own accounts.

"Because when I change my phone, I also transfer all of these things over; they are all very good memories."

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The sky was dark and gloomy, with only the moon, obscured by sparse clouds, emitting a soft glow.