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

Her hair cascaded down, and in the light, the girl's originally dark, straight hair had a slight yellow tinge, making her even more beautiful than he had imagined.

"So you just went downstairs?"

"No, it was Sakura who said she came to Aomori."

Chapter 287 The Incidentally Paid Workers

(Thanks to Xiao and Xiaose for the 5000 coins, I still owe 2 coins)

(Thanks to Tannianxiao for the 5100 points reward, I still owe 2k)

"Sakura Rei? Kuramochi is in Aomori now?" Shiraishi Sawa asked, slightly puzzled, as he put down his phone, picked up Mimi and placed her on his lap.

"Mmm." Takanashi Yuuko nodded.

"So should we go pick her up now? Is she staying at my place too? Luckily, the president's and fox's rooms haven't been cleaned yet." Shiraishi Zexiu got up and prepared to go to the entrance to get dressed.

Putting aside everything else, his ability to entertain guests has improved a lot during this time. Shiraishi Sawa is confident that on the way to Kuramochi Sakura's house, he can talk non-stop about the scenery along the way.

I've said it so many times, I've memorized all the words a tour guide is supposed to know.

However, Shiraishi Sawa looked out at the pitch-black outside, where the scattered streetlights in the distance resembled a refuge on a stormy sea—it seemed there wasn't much to see, so it was still a bit of a challenge.

“No,” Yuko Takanashi shook her head, “She has already arrived in Aomori and is staying at a hotel. We don’t need to pick her up.”

"Is that so? Then what is she here for?" Shiraishi Sawah put the jacket with one sleeve on back on the hanger and walked back to the sofa.

Seeing that his parents had gone back to their rooms and were no longer on the first floor, Shiraishi Sawah tossed Mimi, who was lying comfortably on Takanashi Yuko's lap, onto the floor and rested his head comfortably on her textured thighs, feeling their exquisite elasticity.

Takanashi Yuuko pulled his head closer to her and then skillfully massaged Shiraishi Sawa Hide's head.

Mimi was furious and in a fit of impotence, so she jumped up the stairs in desperation, deciding to get out of sight of the problem.

"She said she came with her mother, and the main purpose was supposedly to discuss collaborations with a member of parliament from Aomori and a few brands. She also said she just wanted to visit me and asked me to come over tomorrow. She told me to ask you if you wanted to come too."

"She called me first? Does she have good intentions?" Shiraishi Zexiu turned his head and used the tip of his nose as a paintbrush to draw on Takanashi Yuuko's smooth abdomen, while enjoying the fragrance of this private area.

"I don't know, so should I go?"

"Since I'm already here, I should at least do my part as a host. Anyway, I don't have anything to do tomorrow, so I'll go."

"Okay." Takanashi Yuko blushed and stopped massaging, instead pressing hard on Shiraishi Sawa's hair, her hands already slipping under his clothes.

The canvas is still the same canvas, only the obstacles on the canvas have been reduced, and the paintbrush has changed from the tip of the nose to the tip of the tongue.

"Shall we go upstairs?" Moisturized skin, a gentle voice, a youthful, radiant girl.

"Good!" A strong boy, so strong...

Mimi never expected to get so angry that she went downstairs. Doesn't this make life unbearable for the cat?

--

"Mom, Yuko and I are going to the city this afternoon. We'll probably have dinner there, so you don't need to cook for us this afternoon," Shiraishi Zexiu said at lunchtime.

"Okay, you and Yuko shouldn't stay out too late. Come back early tonight. I'll try knitting this afternoon. Yuko, can you help me check it when you come back tonight?"

Despite having only been learning to knit for a short time, Takanashi Yuko is already exceptionally skilled at it.

"No problem, Auntie."

"I didn't expect that only one day later, it would be just your dad and me eating dinner. It's even more deserted now. By the way, Zexiu, when are you and Youzi going back to Tokyo to study?"

“Our school starts on the 10th in Mingchuan. There’s a class party on the 8th that you can choose to attend or not. Today is only the 4th, so I can bother you for a few more days, Mom.”

Shiraishi Sawa thought for a moment and said.

"Although Mom finds you annoying, she still hopes you can stay home for a few more days and endure a few more scoldings. But remember to buy your train ticket, or you might not be able to get back."

"I guarantee I'll complete the task, but with my and Yuko's grades, we could go a week without studying."

"Don't be too confident..." Shiraishi Kanae began to lecture.

“Hey hey hey—” Shiraishi Zexiu began to nod—even though he wasn’t really listening.

--

On the swaying tram, Takanashi Yuuko clung to Shiraishi Sawa's clothes, leaned against his chest, and listened to his passionate and captivating heartbeat.

The snow-covered landscape outside the window did not affect the warmth inside the car, and the scenery along the way was a beautiful winter scene.

There were seats inside the car, but not two seats together, and there were more people than usual—although it was still a holiday in Hōda, people in other parts of Aomori had already started working.

This is why the Kuramochi family came over on the 4th to discuss business.

"Where is Kuramochi?" Shiraishi Sawashu wrapped one arm around her from behind, stroking the smooth curve of her shoulder, imagining the soft skin beneath the heavy cotton coat.

"She told us to go to the city hall to find her."

"Wow~ City Hall, as expected of the Kuramochi family, quite the grand presence." Shiraishi Zexiu teased with a smile, "Well, I roughly know the way, just follow me later."

"it is good."

When I got off at Aomori Station, the snow on the streets had already been cleared by staff, and vehicles were flowing in and out. Although it was a weekday, the New Year's atmosphere still lingered here.

The colorful ribbons from the shops, the discount signs, and one shop's banner, seemingly lost their adhesiveness, were blown into the air by the winter afternoon breeze, swaying incessantly and attracting the attention of passersby.

"New Year's Sale - Yonex stores offer up to 60% off, plus an extra chance to win a prize for every 10,000 yen spent!"

Unfortunately, Shiraishi Sawa was not very interested in sports equipment. Relying on his past memories, he occasionally looked at the map and led Takanashi Yuuko toward the city hall.

The city hall is located in the left-central part of Aomori Prefecture. It covers a large area and serves not only as a government office but also as a place for tourists to visit and relax.

Stepping into the town hall square, the warm air makes you want to take your hands out of your pockets. The surrounding area is filled with potted plants, planted with flowers of various seasons. By clever design, these potted plants are drawing light from the skylights or windows.

There weren't many people in the square; most of them were gathered around the artificial pool in the center, and they were all elderly.

Shiraishi Sawa looked around and indeed did not see Kuramochi Sakura.

"Where is Kuramochi-san?" he asked.

“It’s not in the plaza, it’s on the 42nd floor of the government building,” Yuko Takanashi replied, shaking her head.

Some floors of the office building are not open to the public, but the two were not stopped. As soon as they reached the lobby, someone came over and handed them two signs.

With this sign that read 'Confirmed Service', the security guard on the 42nd floor let me through after just one glance.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in." Kuramochi Sakura's voice carried a calmness and indifference that was inconsistent with their usual interactions.

Shiraishi Sawa opened the door and went in. His expression was blank. Kuramochi Sakura, who was just like Soga Kiri Ren as usual, was sitting at the office desk on the left side of the room, writing something with a pen in her hand.

This was the first time Shiraishi Sawa had seen Kuramochi Sakura in this form: a professional office lady outfit, a black coat and pencil skirt that blended perfectly with the white lining.

A white butterfly flower adorns her slightly protruding breasts.

She exudes an aura of "keep away, I'm the queen."

However, instead of white stockings, she wore regular flesh-colored thermal leggings.

Seemingly puzzled as to why the staff member had been inside for so long without speaking, Kuramochi Sakura looked up at the doorway.

"Yuko! It's been so long!"

The queen vanished instantly, and Kuramochi Sakura stood up. Surprisingly, she was wearing high heels, albeit short ones. With a clattering sound, the girl passed Shiraishi Sawa and hugged Takanashi Yuuko.

"Hello, Shiraishi." After the curves blended gently together, Kuramochi Sakura turned her head to greet him.

Shiraishi Sawa showed no sign of being ignored; he had already sat in the spot where Kuramochi Sakura had just been sitting, and was flipping through the 'memorial' in front of him.

There's a lot of stuff: meeting minutes, comparisons of plans... but most of the calculations are things that already exist.

"Long time no see, Kuramochi-san. Nice clothes, you look quite mature and sophisticated." Shiraishi Sawa complimented, subconsciously calculating the plan above. The last time he had encountered something like this was in his past life.

"Really?!" Kuramochi Sakura's reaction was much stronger. She even moved away from Takanashi Yuuko, walked to the desk, put her hands on the table, leaned forward, and blinked her bright eyes. Behind her glasses, her pupils, which concealed the shallow stream of spring, reflected every movement of Shiraishi Sawa.

The subtle yet undeniable curves on her chest rose and fell slightly with a fluttering, butterfly-like shape, due to her excitement.

A shampoo scent I hadn't smelled in a long time, mixed with perfume, gently enveloped Shiraishi Sawa's entire body.

“Really? You can ask Takanashi.” Shiraishi Sawa looked up at Kuramochi Sakura, who was overreacting, but then remembered that she was a loli who longed to become an older sister, so he understood.

He had flattered the perfect person.

"But why are you wearing glasses? Are you overusing your eyes from working as a secretary for so long?" he asked curiously.

"No, that's not it." Kuramochi Sakura's lips twitched back, and her voice became much clearer and more pleasant, completely different from her previous "please come in".

"It's because my mother said I look too young, and that it wouldn't be a good first impression for a secretary. So she made me wear these glasses without prescription to make me look presentable."

Kuramochi Sakura casually took off her glasses and placed them on the table.

The lens was indeed flat; what Shiraishi Sawa saw through it remained unchanged.

"Shiraishi-kun! Um... do I still have that mature, older sister vibe after I take off my glasses?" Kuramochi Sakura asked shyly, then took two steps back, clasped her hands together behind her back, and placed them between her legs.

Sensing Shiraishi Sawa's continued scrutinizing gaze, she turned her head away, her face flushed with the glow of the sunset, but her eyes held anticipation.

“There are more,” Shiraishi Sawa replied with a smile. Having grown accustomed to seeing him without eyes, he now looked even more pleasing to the eye.

"Yay~! Yuuko! You think I'll go to school with you in the future!" Kuramochi Sakura jumped up happily, but seemed to have forgotten that she was wearing high heels. The moment she landed, she let out a cry of surprise, lost her balance, and fell to the side.

With the sound of something falling to the ground, Kuramochi Sakura opened her tightly closed eyes and looked at the boy not far from her, whose face had a "I can't do anything with you" expression on it.

Anyone who sees such a perfect young man will feel a sense of amazement.

“Kuramochi-san,” Shiraishi Sawah straightened the girl in his arms, “A mature woman can not only look like one, but also act like one. You are clearly still a little girl.”

Were you just asking if it's okay to wear this to school? If all goes well, you can, but it's unnecessary, and you probably don't want to be stared at all the time.

Unlike Aono, the school administration in Mingchuan has a weaker network of connections, so even if Kuramochi Sakura insists on wearing office lady clothes, the school will turn a blind eye.

He then put the chair that had fallen to the ground back in its original position—it was knocked over when he rushed over after noticing that Kuramochi Sakura was about to fall.

Her ears were burning. Kuramochi Sakura stuck out her tongue, put the black but shiny hair that had just run in front of her behind her, and stopped talking about whether or not to wear the school uniform. She carefully walked behind Takanashi Yuuko and hid.

Upon noticing this, Shiraishi Sawa found it even more amusing. Instead of returning to his seat, he pointed to the desk and said, "Kuramochi, you still have work to finish, so I won't take over your place. You can continue."

"Please sit down!" Ignoring her still burning ears, Kuramochi Sakura remembered one of her purposes, peeked out from behind her, and spoke through her cherry-red lips:

"For the meeting minutes, you need to summarize and extract the main points, progress, opinions, and key details of the meeting. As for the proposed solutions, you need to compare them, write down the advantages and disadvantages, and then create a comparison table..."

The amused smile vanished, and Shiraishi Sawah sat down, resting his chin on his hand, scrutinizing the chattering girl whose head was the only part of her body visible.

Kuramochi Sakura walked out from behind, took a stack of documents from the other desk, divided them into two stacks, and pushed one stack toward Takanashi Yuuko.