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

Do you still want the flowers?

"If I don't want you, are you going to reuse you?" Chiyo looked at Shiraishi Sawa with a mocking expression.

"...This is something I never thought of doing." Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

"Of course you should get what's mine."

"Okay." Shiraishi Zexiu was holding flowers, an umbrella, and trying to open the passenger door. He barely had enough hands. "I feel like I'm carrying a bag."

"You are."

He carried her to the hotel entrance, and Shiraishi Zexiu waved to her.

"Would you like to come in and have a seat?" Chiyo asked.

"Do you live with your parents?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked, feigning thought.

"We don't live together. I have my own room, and the two of them live next door."

"Farewell." Shiraishi Zexiu turned and slowly walked towards the vehicle.

"You'll have to face this sooner or later," Chiyo said softly.

"I'll face this sooner or later!" Shiraishi Zexiu shouted, raising his fist and continuing to walk forward without turning his head, attracting the attention of several people nearby.

Having received a response, Chiyo entered the hotel carrying a bouquet of flowers.

--

It still takes some time to get back to Tahara from here, and Shiraishi Sawa Hide really felt that having a car was much more convenient at times like this.

"Takayuki, are you home?"

"not yet."

Shiraishi Sawa raised an eyebrow; this was something he hadn't expected. Because he needed to drive, he chose to call Takanashi Yuko, and the call was answered immediately.

"Hey, can you hear me, Takanashi?"

"Okay." From the other end of the phone, you could still faintly hear Kuramochi Sakura's voice asking, "Who is it?"

"Where are you now, with Kuramochi-san?"

"Yes, it's at the Muji store in Ginza, on Matsuya-dori. Let's head back soon."

"Okay, I'll come find you now." After entering the destination into the navigation, Shiraishi Zexiu changed direction according to the instructions.

"Hey? Shiraishi, where are you right now?"

"We're still on this side of Tokyo Bay, heading towards your location. If you need to change seats, please let me know."

"Then let's not change it. Yinglian and I are just strolling around here. But the trams and subways are about to stop running. Is it convenient for you to come over?"

"I'm driving today, so I'll stop here and get there in a bit."

"Okay, stay safe."

.....

"He really knows how to drive, Shiraishi-kun." Kuramochi Sakura said, looking at Shiraishi Sawah who had rolled down the car window.

When have I ever lied to you?

"There are too many to list." Kuramochi Sakura opened the back door and stuffed a bunch of things into it.

"Aren't you going to shop anymore? But it's pretty much over." Shiraishi Sawa asked, seeing that it was just past midnight and Christmas was actually over.

"I'm not going shopping anymore."

"Then I'll take you home, Kuramochi-san. I've asked you to send a driver to take Takanashi and me so many times before, so today I'm giving you a big thank you back." After Takanashi Yuko got in, Shiraishi Sawa said.

"Okay, the Remenk Hotel, location..."

“I know that, I just came back from there.”

"Sigh, Yuko, if you don't fight back, there's really no hope for you. Look at this scumbag, what is he doing all day? He must have just come back from dropping off that wicked woman, Chiyo."

Takanashi Yuuko smiled serenely, saying "Okay, okay" as if to reassure Kuramochi Sakura.

There were vehicles following him, but Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't pay attention; they were probably from the Kuramochi family.

See you next semester, Kuramochi-san. Happy New Year in advance!

"Hmm? Is it New Year's Day? Happy New Year." Kuramochi Sakura, who was already feeling a bit tired, was dozing off in the car and leaned against Takanashi Yuuko.

She's clearly not quite there yet; her eyes are dazed, and her speech is thin and weak.

"Yes, Mr. Kuramochi, you are already sixty-eight years old."

"Shiraishi-kun, it's you. You lied to me again. I'm going to sleep a little longer." Overwhelmed by this unexpected trust, and seeing her about to fall into the arms of the girl beside her again, Shiraishi Ze reached out and caught her head.

"Get up! Go back to the hotel and sleep some more. I don't know your room number."

"4017."

"...I really thank you." Shiraishi Sawa Hide covered his face helplessly, while Takanashi Yuuko tried to suppress her laughter.

In the end, the two of them helped the half-asleep, half-awake Kuramochi Sakura back to her room. Kuramochi Mika opened the door and invited the two of them to stay there, or that she would book another room for them.

--

"The elders of big families are all too terrifying." As the car slowly drove away from the hotel, Shiraishi Zexiu complained.

Yuko Takanashi, already seated in the passenger seat, nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

The two politely declined, and finally left under the tender gaze of Kuramochi Mika—a chill ran down their spines.

"Although Christmas is over, Takanashi, have you thought about your Christmas present yet?" Shiraishi Sawa asked.

This time, whether it's proper or not, he can accept it generously!

"I've thought it through, um..." Takanashi Yuko hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Sigh, this is a serious request. What a pity."

One sentence made Takanashi Yuko blush bright red. Shiraishi Sawa released one hand and pinched her cheek, the feel of which was perfect.

"Be careful, Shiraishi." Takanashi Yuuko didn't mind the gesture, but she was worried about safety.

"I'm very skilled at driving with one hand. So, tell me, what's your wish?"

“My foster mother wants me to go home before the New Year. Shiraishi, can you come back with me?” After hesitating for a moment, Takanashi Yuuko asked.

"When?" Shiraishi Sawa asked, frowning slightly. "Going shouldn't be a problem, but I'll definitely be going back to Aomori for the New Year. Will you be spending the New Year there?"

"No! I'm going back with Shiraishi." Takanashi Yuuko loudly denied, but after meeting Shiraishi Sawa's gaze, she felt embarrassed, lowered her head, and her voice became much softer.

"We'll stay for one night at most, or we can stay elsewhere if we don't want to. If we take a plane, it shouldn't take too much time. I'll pay for the plane ticket."

“What does this have to do with money?” Shiraishi Zexiu said with a smile. “Then go ahead, and go straight home after you’re done.”

"Okay, thank you, Shiraishi!"

"No need to thank me, but where's my Christmas present?" Shiraishi Sawa looked at Takanashi Yuko with great interest.

"I have everything that's yours, how can I give you a new gift?" Takanashi Yuko said, sounding slightly aggrieved.

Shiraishi Zexiu laughed triumphantly.

Takanashi Yuuko leaned over and pecked him on the cheek: "I'll listen to you for the rest of my life."

"Then let's keep this as a gift."

“Actually…” Takanashi Yuko’s face flushed even more, brighter than the neon lights, “There are still differences. I bought a Christmas outfit a few days ago, and I can wear it tonight.”

Then he turned his head away, refusing to look at Shiraishi Sawa.

"Is it the one I joked about before?"

"Ah."

Do you think I would care about these things?

Shiraishi Zexiu shrugged indifferently, saying that he had only driven a tiny bit too fast.

"Be careful, Shiraishi, you're going too fast."

"Huh, did I speed up?"

......

"Do you think it's okay to do this in the car?" Halfway through the drive, Shiraishi Sawa looked at Takanashi Yuuko with a smile, like a jackal eyeing a lone sheep.

"Huh?" Takanashi Yuuko didn't understand what Shiraishi Sawa meant at first, but under his gaze, she quickly understood. "That's not a good idea... but I'll listen to Shiraishi."

Its head was lowered even further, squeezed full from all sides, and severely deformed, making it the most beautiful sight.

"I'm just kidding you. This car isn't mine, and it might be filthy inside. Let's forget about it," he said after a moment's thought. "We can consider the car we have at home."

Takanashi Yuuko didn't dare to speak; she only knew that whatever made him happy, she would do as he pleased.

"Anyway, I am his private property."

How could Chapter 271 have been forgotten?

The spring night is too short to rise before the sun rises high, and from then on, the emperor no longer goes for morning runs.

impossible!

With unwavering determination, Shiraishi Sawa successfully woke up at 6:30.

The girl in his arms was completely naked, her head buried tightly against his chest. Her smooth, creamy skin and snow-white shoulders were gilded by the morning light that had sneaked in, making Shiraishi Sawah unable to resist stroking her again.

It feels wonderful in the hand, I love it.

"I only slept for a little over three hours." Shiraishi Zexiu said softly, glancing at the time on his watch by the bedside.

Don't ask what time you went to bed last night or what you did; those things are unimportant. —Hideaki Shiraishi

However, Shiraishi Sawah feels guilty if he doesn't go for a morning run—it's like the guilt of feeling guilty when everyone else is studying during evening self-study and you're the only one playing, making you restless.

All I can do is finish the run and go back to sleep.

Just as she sat up, Takanashi Yuuko rubbed her eyes, her beautiful eyes slightly misty as she looked at Shiraishi Sawa, her chirping even more melodious than the birds outside the window:

"Is it time to get up?"