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

"Shiraishi, I will never return the part of my heart that you left with me."

Even if you give it back to me, I won't take it.

"Thanks for your hard work."

“You are the ones who have been wronged,” Shiraishi Zexiu said softly.

I'm sorry, but even if I could do it all over again, I would still choose to do it this way.

--

When Shiraishi Sawa came out of the mall, he had an extra U-shaped pillow—Soga Kirei had somehow heard that he loved to sleep in the classroom and said that this would be perfect for him.

It seems to be quite useful.

"Thank you, President. From now on, when I sleep in the classroom, I'm very likely to dream about you."

"That would be wonderful." Suga Muren's eyes seemed to be anticipating such a scene, and a small smile appeared on her lips.

"Let's just wander around. If we get tired, we can sit down and rest. If we get bored, we can go out or consider going to the port area instead."

"it is good."

The shopping malls in Harajuku are mostly filled with niche trendy brands. Although some of them are unconventional and the average person would never wear them, there are still many styles worth buying.

--

"Shiraishi, what are you looking at?"

Soga Kiri, who had been admiring the clothes in the shop window for a while, looked down at Shiraishi Sawa, who was leaning on the railing of the walkway and looking down, and asked.

"It's a party at the mall, they're singing 'Jinglebel' right now," Shiraishi Sawa said, turning his head.

"ジングルベル" is the Japanese version of "Jingle bells".

Soga Kirei then moved closer to Shiraishi Sawa, looking down at the well-constructed stage and the numerous audience members around it. A singer with a sweet voice was performing.

"はしれソリよふうのように,ゆきのなかをかるくはやく..."

Soga Kirei's voice rang in her ears, the moving melody seemingly composed to complement her. The only noise in Shiraishi Sawa's ears was the singing of the singers below the stage.

"President, let me tell you a secret."

"what?"

“You sing much better than her, and if you were to stand up there and sing, the number of people who want to listen—no, the number of people who want to watch—would probably be so large that they would stand outside the mall.”

"I'll just sing it for you."

"I think so too. So if you really sing on stage, President, I'll just jump up and carry you away."

"I'm thinking of going to sing."

"Haha~"

Smiling, Shiraishi Sawa took the shopping bag from Soga Kirei and continued:

"Let's go downstairs and take a look, President. There are quite a few activities on the first floor right now. We've been looking around for over an hour, let's take a break."

"Listen to Shiraishi." Soga Kirei took Shiraishi Zexiu's free arm and walked towards the escalator.

The singing performance I was watching had already ended by the time Shiraishi Sawa came downstairs, and the segment had been replaced by a brand introduction.

Seeing that the host seemed determined to talk for another ten minutes or so, Shiraishi Sawa led Soga Kirei away to other places.

Because those who are more accepting of Christmas are mostly young men and women.

Many of the people out and about today are couples or soon-to-be couples, so there are quite a few love-related activities here.

Soga Kirei's interest was greatly piqued, and she participated in almost every couples activity she could.

"These elk antlers suit you quite well." After several rounds, having won many small prizes and discount coupons, Shiraishi Sawa said, looking at the elk antler decoration on Soga Kiri's head.

Upon hearing this, Soga Kirei shook her head from side to side. Although she remained expressionless, this very act created a unique and endearing contrast.

"Now that you've finished participating, how about taking a break?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked.

“It’s changed here.” Soga Kirei pointed her slender, soft fingers at the stage where she had just been singing and said.

They no longer sing or do commercials. On stage, three couples are doing princess carry squats, while the host cheers them on.

The meaning is self-evident.

"I'll participate!" Shiraishi Zexiu nodded with a smile.

He won very easily; Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't even need to use his [Super Strength] to become the first in his group.

--

"Let's go home, Shiraishi," Soga Kirei said, tugging at Shiraishi Zexiu's trench coat.

"Hmm?" Shiraishi Zexiu glanced at his watch; it was only a little past nine. He asked with a hint of doubt, "So early? Do you have any events going on at home?"

“No,” Soga Muren said with a troubled look, “but I’ve already been urged twice.”

Shiraishi Sawa took out his phone; apart from a few Christmas greetings, there were no other messages.

"Why haven't I received any messages from her?"

Soga no Kuni didn't say much, she just sighed.

"Wait a minute, Shiraishi, I need to go to the restroom."

"Okay, I'll go too."

--

I had just pulled up my pants when my phone started vibrating incessantly.

"Suga is right. Chiyo is a very scheming and wicked woman. Even if you like Shiraishi, you need to keep your distance. She'll definitely have a lot of tricks up her sleeve. I know you two like to chat, but just chat..."

Shiraishi Zexiu couldn't help but laugh out loud at the entrance to the restroom, drawing surprised glances from shoppers coming and going.

Tokyo is so boring. I sent a lot of messages, all of them were endless admonitions to my boyfriend when he went to see the vixen.

They're just short of putting together rules and regulations.

"...You absolutely cannot stay out all night. Takanashi is a girl, you absolutely cannot leave her home alone, understand?"

"I'll try my best, Mr. Boredom."

"Okay, I'm going to the restroom."

When Soga Kirei came out, her face was slightly flushed with embarrassment. She looked up at Shiraishi Sawa and noticed his smiling face before quietly going to wash her hands.

"President, you're so cute."

Suga no Kirei didn't respond, but pulled his arm and walked outside. Only when they were almost at the door did she whisper:

"Remember what I said, and don't do too many things that would betray me."

"understood."

"You can't have more than me."

"understood."

They are just too cute, like a golden retriever puppy that has just learned to walk and has to land on its belly or face after taking a few steps. It's funny to watch, but so cute that you can't give them up.

Shiraishi Zexiu gently rubbed her face, watching her icy, expressionless face gradually become funny in his hands. Soga Kirei simply let him do as he pleased, looking at him.

She's even cuter now. I really don't deserve it, but even if I don't deserve it, I have to.

The two decided not to take the subway or tram back, as the subway was too crowded. They flagged down a taxi, which was much more expensive than usual tonight, and headed to Azabu-Juban.

Instead of letting the driver leave, since she would need to take a taxi later anyway, Shiraishizawa Hide took the shopping bags and delivered them to Soga Kirei's doorstep—even though it was only a short distance, it was still tiring for a girl to carry them.

"President, see you next year! Happy New Year in advance!"

"Hmm." Suga Wulian simply nodded.

When the door opened, Soga Yuzuki was in the living room.

"Why didn't you ask Akiko to pick you up? Kirei, Shiraishi-kun, you're here too. Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

"No need, I have to go now."

"Thank you for spending Christmas with Wulian."

"This is what I wanted, it's my responsibility. Goodbye, Auntie, Wulian," Shiraishi Zexiu said, placing the shopping bag at the door.

"See you in Hōta Village, Shiraishi." Soga Kirei tilted her head slightly, her jet-black, glossy hair cascading down. The two were only separated for ten seconds, but both longed for that delicate fragrance.

"Okay, remember to contact me in advance, otherwise I might need to go into the city and it will be troublesome if I can't find it."

Okay, bye-bye.

"Bye-Bye."

I didn't hear the door close until I disappeared from the stairwell.

This is a heavy burden, a sense of responsibility, something I will no longer run away from.

--

"Fox, where are you? Where do we go next?" Shiraishi Sawa sent a message to Ichiyo.

"I am at the Tiansheng Catholic Church in Tokyo Bay."

"A church? Is it fun? It sounds so boring. You guys spent the whole night in a church? Really?"

“It’s not fun at all, it’s more boring than breathing, and I didn’t even stay for a whole night. I was just sitting in a nearby villa, and now I’ve come here with them to pray.”

"It's really boring." Shiraishi Sawa thought he wouldn't be able to stay in the church for long.

Moreover, such words and a bored attitude should absolutely not be said or displayed in a church. It is truly painful to enter Chiyo and then have to put on an act as if this place is great.

"I finally convinced my mom to let me slip away, but she absolutely refuses to let me go by myself. Our driver listens to my mom more, so please come and pick me up quickly."

"Coming right away, where are we going for Christmas?"

"I haven't decided yet, but it will be better than the church."

"it is good."

"Sorry to keep you waiting, driver. Tokyo Bay, Tiansheng Church," said Shiraishi Sawa, getting back into the taxi.

"By the way," Chiyo sent another message after driving for a while, "when you arrive, see if you can put on a show."