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

"For the sake of the ceremony, and also so it won't be so cold when there are more people later." Shiraishi Zexiu casually found four stones and placed them on the four corners of the blanket to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

"Let's go, let's buy something hot from the roadside stall to warm our stomachs." At the oden stall not far away, steam rose from the lamplight, scattering like glitter in all directions.

"It's really tough, having to work on New Year's Eve." After buying the oden, Chiyo sat on the mat with the steaming hot oden in her hand and said.

Shiraishi Zexiu rented several windbreaks and was taking them from the vendors to place around the area to block the wind.

"It's for making a living." After firmly planting the board in the snow and weighing it down with a few stones, Shiraishi Sawa sat contentedly beside the three girls. It was indeed much warmer this way.

"I can earn more money in one day of work than in many days before. Didn't you see that the oden sold here today is twice the usual amount at Lawson?"

"I hadn't noticed. It's been half a year since I last went to Lawson." Chiyo waved her hand innocently.

After receiving his portion of oden from Takanashi Yuuko, Shiraishi Sawa took a sip of the hot soup and then pulled a bunch of things out of his pocket.

"These are the fireworks, nightlights, and pillows I mentioned... These are things I wanted to buy during previous Chinese New Year celebrations but couldn't afford. Now I can finally enjoy them."

"You're very rich now? You donated so much money to the donation box just now." Ichiyo, who was unaware of the system's existence, asked suspiciously, "Or are you planning to use that 1.6 million?"

"You all have money, so what if I spend a little more? With you guys around, I won't starve in Tokyo anyway." The 'gold digger's' words were inexplicably arrogant, leaving Chiyo at a loss for words.

“And this too,” Shiraishi Sawa took out two small boxes from his pocket, placed them in his palm, and showed them to Takanashi Yuuko and Soga Kirei.

"It's a New Year's gift."

"What is this?" Soga Kirei asked.

Chiyo noticed the nervousness in her eyes and wanted to scoff, but then she remembered that she had been the same way yesterday, and felt a little embarrassed. She awkwardly turned her head and looked at the light blue windshield.

Since he was already sitting on the ground, there was no need for the two girls to stand, so he knelt down on one knee himself.

He took Su Wulian's cold little hand and rubbed it with some heartache. "President, you should have brought that hand warmer with you when you came."

"Just carry it with me, I'm afraid I'll lose it." Suwo Wulian's eyes were only on the ring that was slowly approaching her finger.

"It's okay, I'll send you a new one even if you lose it again."

"Look, Takanashi's hands are so warm, and they're even a little hot!" Shiraishi Zexiu looked up, her face more radiant and beautiful than the midday sun of summer due to her excessive shyness.

Noticing his gaze, she buried her head in her chest, but kept staring at the silver ring he was playing with until it fit perfectly against her ring finger.

"Besides the ring, there are other things. This is your earring, President, and this is Takanashi's bracelet. I made all of these myself, and they all have your names on them."

Shiraishi Sawa held one of the girls' hands in each hand, raising them to shoulder level to admire them.

Under the moonlight, the ring shimmered softly, a truly beautiful sight.

Or perhaps, it's their beauty that's truly breathtaking, and has nothing to do with the ring.

“One is too hot, and the other is too cold. You two need to balance each other out.” Shiraishi Zexiu put his hands together, and as if to please him, the owner of the hands actually clasped them.

A strange sense of comfort welled up inside me.

Seeing Shiraishi Sawa start fiddling with the fireworks, Soga Kirei and Takanashi Yuuko both looked at Ichiyo Ichiri across from them.

The other person had their face turned to the side, their forehead higher than the windshield, and was looking at the lighthouse in the distance with its lights flashing alternately, their expression unreadable.

She seems a little pitiful for some reason.

After hesitating for a moment, feeling the hand she was holding squeeze slightly, Soga Kirei still asked Shiraishi Sawashu, "Doesn't she have it?"

"I thought she was going back yesterday, so I gave it to her ahead of time." Shiraishi Zexiu looked up, appearing indifferent.

The girl turned around when she heard her name called; the ring-wearing part she didn't want to see was finally over.

She held the bowl of oden with her right hand, raised her left hand at Soga Kirei, and her face showed a smug and provocative expression.

What's there to pity? This woman is wicked.

Soga Kirei turned her head and looked at Shiraishi Sawa with slight annoyance—he was taking the blame.

"Where is the shop that makes these? I want to make one for Shiraishi as a New Year's gift, because then Shiraishi will be the only one without a New Year's gift again."

Seeing that the other girl beside them hadn't asked, Takanashi Yuuko spoke up.

Her voice was somewhat downcast, and she was unhappy that she hadn't prepared a gift.

Soga Kirei and Ichiyo Ichiryu did not express their opinions, but their slightly perked-up white ears showed their interest in the matter.

"When I sent you flowers, I also sent myself a vase, so of course I'm sending myself one this time too."

白石泽秀挑了挑额头的刘海，做作的表情让路人想要揍他——可惜在情人的眼里一切动作都是有趣的。

He pulled a... necklace—for the time being, something called a necklace—from his pocket.

Hanging from the silver chain was a silver ingot that was a hundred million times larger—about half the size of Shiraishi Sawa's palm, and quite thick, with what appeared to be three ring-shaped patterns on it.

Because of its size, the moonlight it reflected was much brighter.

"What is this?" The three girls stared at the object in his hand with curiosity.

"Can't you tell? I made this necklace for myself."

“I find it hard to accept that the ring on my hand comes from someone with your kind of aesthetic sense, and I want to take it off.”

“Then take it off, I can keep it for you,” Suga Muren said immediately.

Chiyo extended her slender, beautiful left hand, palm facing Soga Kirei, then clenched her fist tightly, a calm smile on her face, to show her attitude.

"Don't fight during the New Year." Shiraishi Zexiu used a silver ingot to stand between the two.

The girls then saw up close that it wasn't a ring pattern, but three ring-shaped slots arranged in a triangle. They were similar in size but seemed to be different, and appeared to be for holding something.

They looked at the rings in their hands.

"Is this necklace of yours being used as a storage box?"

"Bingo! It's just too heavy. I probably won't wear it normally, which is a shame."

There are so many things I want to complain about, but looking at the boy's smug and beaming face, I don't know where to begin.

In a way, it achieved the goal of being a couple's gift for three people.

The triangle design was chosen to prevent anyone from ending up in the middle; otherwise, another ring slot could be created in the middle of the triangle.

--

In Japan, disturbing the peace is a relatively serious offense. Therefore, the fireworks sold by Japanese people who do not have the custom of setting off fireworks during the New Year are basically small or silent.

One of the things Shiraishi Sawa bought tonight can't even be called fireworks; it's more like an independent fuse, and one fuse can burn for about one or two minutes.

"Be careful when you play, don't burn your clothes."

But it was clear that Shiraishi Sawa was overthinking it, because none of the three girls moved.

Shiraishi Sawa, who was using the device to melt the surrounding snow, turned his head in surprise and asked, "Why aren't you guys playing? It makes me look so childish."

“Playing with this will be fun.” Chiyo’s first sentence was agreed upon by the other two girls. “Secondly, you don’t need to pretend to be childish, because that’s just how you are.”

Although the two girls turned their heads away when they said the second half of the sentence, their expressions clearly showed that they agreed.

"Sigh, I bought so many, I could play with them all night."

After finishing the one he had, Shiraishi Sawa straightened up and looked at the sea. It was pitch black, like spilled ink; he couldn't see or distinguish anything.

The yacht we just saw has disappeared; we don't know where it went.

In the distance, the sea and sky intertwine, and the boundary between the clouds and the sea is not obvious; it is only one o'clock in the morning.

But the coastline was not lonely at all; on the contrary, it was quite lively. Many people had unknowingly arrived and scattered blankets symbolizing their territory around the campfire. Everyone sat and chatted with their friends, enjoying the moment.

"Is this the performance you were talking about? The quality doesn't seem very good."

Finally, someone went up to the high platform next to them, and now they are performing a shadow puppet show.

"That's right. The live performance lasts about an hour, then it will be replaced with a movie. It's just for passing the time, so don't have such high expectations."

"This is boring, I'd rather play on my phone." Chiyo gave up looking up and curled up on the mat.

"When I was a kid, I thought cell phones were pretty fun, but I never managed to stay up all night. Either I'd be woken up by the uncles and aunts around me in the morning, or I'd just go home."

There are power bank rentals over there, so don't worry about playing. I'll rent one later.

Hideya Shiraishi took out his phone and chatted with the girls while playing it.

......

The sounds of movie dialogue, whispers and yawns, and the ebb and flow of the waves all mingled together and filled my ears.

For people who are not used to staying up late, it is very difficult to stick to an all-nighter for the first time.

Shiraishi Sawa's phone was face down on his lap, but he didn't move it.

Soga Kiriren leaned on her left shoulder, while Ichiyo Ichiriki held her hand on her right, and Takanashi Yuuko seemed to be using her legs as a pillow.

Shiraishi Sawa was also a little sleepy, but he was so immersed in this happiness that he didn't want to fall asleep even for a second.

Just breathing and watching their sleeping faces brings me boundless happiness.

In such an environment, even the air seemed to change color, and their faces shone with a dazzling light.

There's a sense of comfort here, like the instant you open the refrigerator door on a hot summer day.

It seemed someone was playing a musical instrument nearby; the sound of a saxophone flowed gently through the air. Time seemed to drift away with the music.

--

6:13.

The surroundings became noisy, and between the sea and the sky, a faint red light revealed its presence.

The campfire in front of him had long since died out, but the black embers within still offered a final glimmer of warmth.

"Get up." Shiraishi Sawa, the only one who had stayed up all night, shook the three of them one by one—Chiyo had started trying to wake her at 5:30.

"If you miss it, you'll have stayed up all night for nothing."

The girls opened their hazy eyes, their fear of the unfamiliar environment replaced by a sense of peace only when they saw him.

What time is it?

"It's a little past six o'clock, sunrise is just around the corner."

A layer of pink tinged the pale blue sky, and beneath the pink, countless golden rays could be faintly seen.

They finally woke up.

The crimson sun peeked out from behind the clouds, bathing the surrounding area in its golden light. The gently unfurling clouds resembled dancers in red costumes, gracefully twirling at the most beautiful age of sixteen or seventeen.