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

"Whatever, it doesn't matter if Tokyo is destroyed."

Chapter 270 The End of Christmas: Danger and Sweetness Coexist

The orange-yellow light from Tokyo Tower spilled onto the observation deck.

The observation deck is a space of twenty square meters, with walls made of solid glass. Without the elevator, the tower's support structure obstructs the view, making the scenery below even more magnificent.

The intertwined streams of lights and the ever-changing neon lights proclaim the magic and grandeur of this scene, captivating viewers for a long time without becoming tiresome.

Indeed, as the LINE post said, you could see a hazy, gray shadow of Mount Fuji against the night sky.

If it were Christmas, during the business hours, this place would be packed with people, but right now, there are only Shiraishi Sawa Hide and Ichiri Chiyo.

Although the two walked side by side from the elevator, when they reached the observation deck, Shiraishi Sawah hugged Ichiyo from behind again.

This time, there wasn't even a symbolic act of resistance.

Chiyo actually quite likes this kind of hug; it gives her a feeling of being loved.

"The electricity used here in one hour could probably last Pengtian Village for a month," Shiraishi Sawah joked after the two quietly watched the night view for a while.

I'll be going back soon. Christmas is over, and tomorrow I can start preparing what I need to take home.

"when are you going back?"

"The day after tomorrow or the day after that."

"I can't go back with you this year. My dad definitely won't allow it. At most, I can go back as soon as possible next year."

"So today is the last time we'll see each other this year, shouldn't I wish you a Happy New Year in advance?"

"Call me when the time comes, don't let me receive the call at 12:01." Chiyo turned her head, and as she did so, her soft cheek brushed against Shiraishi Sawa's nose, tickling him, as she spoke.

Shiraishi Sawa understood what she meant—in the case of a phone call, it wasn't about the time, but rather that she couldn't accept being called by a second person.

The president didn't seem to have asked me to call her, right? No, she didn't even wish me a Happy New Year. So it should be fine.

That's what that scumbag, Shiraishi, thought.

He tilted his head back, and their two high noses touched. "I understand."

This movement lifted the hair along his jawline and brought it close to his mouth. Chiyo gave him a disgusted look and tucked the hair behind her ear with her hand.

"Where is my Christmas present?" Chiyo asked.

"Does that bouquet of flowers count? And what about the driver's behavior today?"

"Not counting."

Shiraishi Zexiu raised an eyebrow. "Why are you making such a high-sounding statement? What about my Christmas present?"

"Do you owe me more, or do I owe you more?" The night view held no appeal for Chiyo. She turned her head and looked at Shiraishi Sawa with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I was wrong, Chiyo-neechan. It was my fault. You absolutely do not owe me anything." Shiraishi Sawa replied quickly from the bottom of his heart.

"so...?"

"To uphold the tradition of exchanging Christmas gifts, how about I give you my saliva and you give me yours?" Shiraishi Sawa analyzed earnestly.

"You are truly shameless to the extreme."

"I stopped caring a long time ago. What's the use of having a face?"

"If you were ugly, I would never work at that supermarket," Chiyo said with a half-smile.

"..." This young lady's determination to experience life was so weak.

"Of course, face is useful. I've decided that I'm no longer shameless, but thick-skinned." Shiraishi Sawah firmly changed his mind.

......

Chiyo didn't respond, and the empty observation deck fell silent, with only the soft breathing of the two of them.

It wasn't awkward at all; on the contrary, it was a very comfortable environment for both of them, like a fish swimming into clear, wide waters where there were no natural enemies.

"Okay." The comfortable atmosphere was broken by the girl's voice.

"what?"

"This is a good Christmas gift."

"Really?" Shiraishi Sawashu used one hand to turn Chiyo's pretty face towards him.

In the night sky before our eyes, stars weave through the night, creating a galaxy that belongs only to the two of us.

"fake."

"I'm sorry, I had a hearing problem and couldn't hear anything. Please understand."

As soon as Chiyo entered, the pocket of her trench coat vibrated. Since both of their phones were there, they didn't know whose it was.

“Generally speaking,” Chiyo said with a smile, as Shiraishi Sawa had turned her to face him, “in this situation, if it were a novel or a TV series, the information in it would definitely prevent us from exchanging Christmas gifts.”

"Let me see," Chiyo replied with great interest.

"So to prevent this from happening, let's send the gift first."

As soon as Chiyo reached out, Shiraishi Sawa grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him with his other hand, which encircled her slender waist, which resembled that of an eighteen-year-old ballerina.

Shiraishi Sawah lowered his head, while Chiyo looked up, and the two made intimate contact.

Under Shiraishi Sawa's aggressive gaze, Ichiyo closed her eyes, her captivating eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.

The Milky Way between the two was severed, but the Milky Way of reality flowed into the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the entire observation deck and gently embracing the two of them.

Releasing his grip on Chiyo's hands, he instead stroked her long, glossy black hair. Now that she had her hands back, Chiyo embraced his broad back, wishing she could merge herself into his embrace.

Although the process took a long time, the gifts were successfully exchanged, which was very sweet.

Finally, he was willing to leave her, but this was just a break. Shiraishi Sawa buried his head in Ichiyo's neck, greedily inhaling the girl's natural fragrance.

Chiyo pulled out her phone and saw that she was the one who received the message, so Shiraishi Sawa looked over curiously.

Soga Mizuren.

No way, is that really the case?!

Meeting Chiyo's enigmatic gaze, Shiraishi Sawa asked timidly, "We haven't finished kissing yet, how about we finish before we look?"

He felt that if he couldn't finish kissing her, things would definitely be hopeless.

Chiyo left his embrace to express her stance, but Shiraishi Sawa quickly hugged her from behind again, returning to the initial position.

This also makes it easier to see the conversation between the two people from behind.

Once inside, Chiyo didn't resist anymore, nor did she care about the peeping tom behind her, and unlocked her phone.

All the group chats or people on the main interface, except for the family group chat at home, are either known to Shiraishi Sawah or are present in.

I'll have to find a way to add the remaining family group later," Shiraishi Zexiu encouraged himself.

Let's return our attention to the chat interface that we opened.

"Did Shiraishi go back?"

Chiyo glanced at Shiraishi Sawa with a smile and replied:

"gone back."

"【Link】"

The link's title is "The Christmas party at Harajuku TKIAE department store has come to a perfect end."

Once you clicked into Chiyo, you quickly found what Soga Kiriren wanted you to see: in the intermission activities section, there was a "Boyfriend Power Challenge," and the cover photo was a candid shot of Shiraishi Sawa Hide hugging Soga Kiriren while squatting down.

The editor's comment below: "A match made in heaven, and the boyfriend's boyfriend power is also MAX, easily winning first place. I am so envious of such a couple."

Shiraishi Sawah watched the video of Ichiyo's arrival and started watching it slowly.

Strange, this almost enclosed observation deck is starting to get cold. Is something wrong?

"Just kidding, Shiraishi is still with me, he didn't go back." After reading this, Chiyo returned to the chat interface and replied.

He then turned off the screen, put it back in his pocket, crossed his arms, and looked at Shiraishi Sawa's reflection in the glass window with a 'smiling' expression.

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"I told you we should have watched the second half first." Shiraishi Sawah limped as he followed Ichiyo into the elevator.

"You squatted down so many times while holding Suwo, and you were perfectly fine when you came over. How did you end up like this now? What were you saying behind my back?"

"Aren't you just asking a question you already know the answer to?" Shiraishi Zexiu leaned against the glass window, staring wide-eyed at Ichiyo, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You're taller than the president, have bigger breasts than her, and are definitely heavier than her. Besides, you just made me squat so many times, don't you know who did more?"

“She deserves it,” Chiyo said with a slight smile.

As soon as I entered Chiyo's room, she asked me to do squats while holding her in a princess carry, which meant I did it a little more often.

However, Shiraishi Sawa's current state is actually an act. He just activated [Super Stamina], and he's actually fine right now, able to easily do several hundred more squats.

But this is a very simple choice: be fine or go all out? Of course, the choice is to pretend to be at your limit.

Now that I'm in Chiyo's place, my complexion is much better than before, all thanks to my acting skills!

However, the two were somewhat in sync, and neither of them said or asked what Shiraishi Sawah and Soga Kirei had done besides squatting.

"Is the view from Tokyo Tower beautiful? I kept saying I wanted to see it, but I didn't take a single picture."

"I don't really remember it. Maybe I'll remember it next time I'm alone."

"You think I'll forgive you just because you say some nice things?"

"You think this is a compliment and not the truth?"

Chiyo rolled her eyes and fell silent, her slightly upturned lips declaring that Shiraishi Sawa had won this exchange.

The two left Tokyo Tower and headed towards their parking spot.

"Where are you going back to? To Tokyo Bay or back home?" It was almost 11:30 when Shiraishi Sawa asked.

"Just take me back to the Remenkshu Hotel next to the church. I'll sleep there tonight."

"That's well said, but it's the same as not saying anything to someone who has no sense of direction. In short, just give directions."

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