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

"Okay, I'll inform Nao about that and tell her to be careful around you." Kuramochi Mika nodded, a smile still playing on her lips, though it was hard to tell if it was genuine. She then tapped her girlish cheek with her manicured, cherry-colored fingers and excitedly said:

"However, speaking of large families, you could try to take over the position of the head of the household. After all, our family is currently lacking men, which is easier than taking over the position as soon as you enter the family."

And as you can see, Sakura is easier to fool than Chiyo. A few words of coaxing and she's completely disoriented. The chances of her changing her surname to Shiraishi are much higher once she's taken in by the family.

"Mother! What are you saying! It's clearly bad... Chiyo is so easy to fool, she's already been fooled by Shiraishi-kun!" Kuramochi Sakura raised her head to protest.

"I'm very tempted, but I'll pass. After all, I'm not even the son of a senator; I'm the son of a farmer, and I'm even more inexperienced."

“Working people are the most glorious, and farmers are definitely better than politicians, which is just right,” Kuramochi Mika replied.

"Mother!" Kuramochi Sakura stood up, stacked the documents on the three of them's desks, stuffed them into Kuramochi Mika's arms, and then pushed her out. "My tasks are done, including tomorrow's. You go out and get back to work. I'm going out to play with Yuuko and Shiraishi!"

"Mom just got back from a meeting and has nothing to do now. How about she comes with you?"

"Oh no!" Kuramochi Sakura blurted out what Shiraishi Sawa was thinking, "If you're bored, you should find a man for the Kuramochi family."

“Sakura is right, Shiraishi-kun. Actually, I’m quite easy to fool too.” Kuramochi Mika clenched her fist and tapped it against her palm. She tilted her head and said to Shiraishi Sawa.

The room fell silent for a few seconds.

"Cough...cough! cough!" The boy eating senbei was instantly choked.

Shiraishi Sawa was stunned on the spot, and Takanashi Yuko quickly handed him a glass of water.

"Don't push Sakura, oh dear, I'm leaving. Why is your face even redder than your mother's? Are you having fun?" The door finally closed tightly, and Sakura leaned against the door, covering her face with her hands.

"You flatter me," she said weakly. "My mother is like this."

"I can't laugh anymore, I choked," Shiraishi Sawa replied weakly, squeezing Takanashi Yuko's small hand that was resting on his shoulder.

"How about we wait until my mom has completely left this floor before we go out?" Kuramochi Sakura asked tentatively.

"I second that!" Shiraishi Sawa and Takanashi Yuko answered in unison.

This is the sense of oppression that comes from Kuramochi Mika.

Chapter 289 Some lucky bags are not available for purchase.

Looking through the wide, wall-sized display window, the wooden tables, the comfortable sofas, and the exquisite potted plants make it feel like the place where the male and female protagonists in a movie first meet.

What passersby will truly care about and marvel at at this moment are the three main characters sitting on the sofa, who fit the scene perfectly.

The man envied the boy who could sit with two such stunning and uniquely different girls, while the woman envied the two girls who could sit with a man who could shine even in Venice.

However, they all agreed that they were a 'good match'.

The snow in Aomori fell intermittently. The clouds were now clustered in the sky, but no more snowflakes were falling. Some pedestrians were still holding umbrellas out of habit.

In the distance, crows cawed, their rough, hoarse cries carrying far in the desolate winter air—if this were a movie, it would most likely be to set a somber tone.

Shiraishizawa Hide blew the steam from the coffee cup forward, took a sip, and silently smacked his lips. He added a little too little sugar; after all, it wasn't made by Takanashi Yuko, so he couldn't ask for too much.

The office lady sat very dignifiedly, which seemed somewhat incongruous with her slightly youthful face after she took off her glasses. She sat on the other side of Takanashi Yuuko and chatted with her in a language that Shiraishi Sawa Hide couldn't understand—they were talking about cosmetics.

Kuramochi Sakura was describing the details of her makeup for this outfit, but Shiraishi Sawa Hide, who was listening and watching, couldn't see any difference at all.

He had seen Kuramochi Sakurai without makeup, and even compared to now, she still looked like she was playing a difficult version of Spot the Difference—but a beautiful one at that.

The three of them had left the government building and arrived on the streets of Aomori, where they were now in a coffee shop.

"Shiraishi-kun, what's fun to do in Aomori?" Kuramochi Sakura seemed to feel it wasn't right to ignore Shiraishi Sawa's presence, so she turned her head and peeked out to ask.

"You can come to Hōda Village at night to see my glow-in-the-dark watch." After giving a casual reply, Shiraishizawa Hide thought for a moment, "If I don't have much time, there's not much to go around, mainly because it's winter now, the cherry blossom season and autumn leaf season haven't started yet, and I don't actually go out much..."

In conclusion, no recommendations are offered.

“We can’t really go too far. I have to go to work tomorrow, so let’s just wander around here.” Kuramochi Sakura didn’t seem to care about that. She frowned for a second and then relaxed, speaking casually.

"You've only just turned eighteen and you're already shouldering the burden of being a corporate slave. It must be tough for you, Kuramochi-san."

"Sigh, after all, I really have to share the weight on my mom's shoulders, there's no other way."

"You're already taking care of people like an older sister. You're getting a little closer to becoming a mature, sophisticated woman," Shiraishi Sawah casually praised.

"Great! That's it." Kuramochi Sakura's tone gradually shifted from excitement to calm.

Shiraishi Sawa pinched Takanashi Yuko's soft and lovable cheeks, gesturing for her to open her mouth, and then used a fork to put a piece of tiramisu into her mouth.

Kuramochi Sakura's gaze darted between the two, looking at her friend, whose face was flushed but who showed no sign of refusing, and the shameless and composed Shiraishi thug. In the end, she shook her head helplessly and sighed.

"Kuramochi-san, if you want some too, I can feed you, plus a bonus face-pinching service." It's hard to deny that Shiraishi Sawa's smile is as magical as that of an idol drama male lead, capable of captivating anyone.

"Get lost, you..." Kuramochi Sakura struck her classic "X" sign with both hands.

"Don't seduce me," Shiraishi Zexiu said to her with a smile.

"But if that's the case," Kuramochi Sakura asked curiously, picking up a small piece of tiramisu from the end with another fork and putting it in her mouth, "so Yuuko has already won? The bad woman has become the loser?"

Shiraishi Sawa cleared his throat twice, but did not answer. He looked out the shop window with an unnatural expression. He saw passersby glancing at him as they walked by, and he smiled slightly. The other person then shyly pulled up his scarf, lowered his head, and ran away.

"What the hell, Shiraishi-kun, that's just too much!" Kuramochi Sakura, having finally gotten a response, lowered her crossed arms and looked at Shiraishi Sawa with the eyes of someone looking at 'scum'.

The girl in the middle snapped out of her shyness and smiled contentedly. She took another bite of cake with Shiraishi Sawa's fork. She loved her surroundings—her best friends and loved ones were all around her. What could be better than this?

"Hurry up and finish your drink and eat, then let's go shopping. I, Shiraishi Zexiu, love shopping the most!" Shiraishi Zexiu's clumsy attempt to change the subject once again drew contempt from Kuramochi Sakura.

--

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival is strong, with lanterns and decorations everywhere. The roads are not narrow, the sky is clear and blue, and the sunlight shines on the rows of shops. The jewel lights and shop signs that can be seen everywhere are vying with the sunlight for the right to illuminate pedestrians.

The male and female leads in a movie always attract attention, no matter where they are, and this is certainly true at this moment.

Takanashi Yuuko walked in the middle, with Kuramochi Sakura holding her right arm. When Shiraishi Sawa noticed that Takanashi Yuuko's gaze had lingered on his arm several times, he took her left arm. She immediately held on tightly, as if afraid he would change his mind.

They simply walked onto the road, yet they already formed a beautiful landscape painting.

"Seriously, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before? You have to deal with so many stares every time you walk on the street," Kuramochi Sakura said, pouting.

“Maybe, I mean maybe, is it possible that the passersby were looking at me and Yuuko the whole time, and not at you, Kuramochi-san?” Shiraishi Sawahide teased, turning his head.

"Hey! Shiraishi-kun, speak from your heart! Aside from my breasts, what about me doesn't qualify me as an absolutely perfect beautiful girl?!" Her gaze fell on Shiraishi Sawa, who was above Takanashi Yuuko's head; the three of them were roughly the same height. She then added:

"Although I'm not very tall, that's what makes me cute. You know, because of her height, many guys who are 1.7 meters or even taller don't dare to approach her.

"If I go to a school with boys, my shoe closet will be overflowing every day! You know what I mean, Shiraishi-kun!" Kuramochi Sakura raised her little fist and said angrily.

"Let me see." Shiraishi Sawa placed his left hand on his chin, looked at Kuramochi Sakura and pondered for a while. "Okay, it's my fault. I was blind. One-sixth of the reason was because I was looking at you."

"Only one-sixth? You still look down on me!"

"No, the three of us are one-sixth, and the other half is because of our group, sigh."

Hearing the final sigh, Takanashi Yuuko looked up and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

“No,” Shiraishi Sawah exhaled, the white mist gently lifting the bangs on the girl’s forehead, “I just feel that our combination is not suitable. I should be walking in the middle, with you two beautiful girls holding my left and right arms. Yuko, you stole my spot.”

"Then I can give it back to you," the girl said with a smile.

“Great, let’s switch places.”

"Hey, hey, hey! Can you please consider the opinion of another beautiful girl!" Kuramochi Sakura leaned over and interjected.

"Please, fulfill this dream I've longed for since I was a child." However, there was no hint of pleading in Shiraishi Sawa's tone.

"Is this all you've ever dreamed of since you were a child?"

"No, that's too narrow-minded. My childhood dream had an additional condition: I had to have twin sisters on both sides. Yuuko, do you have a twin sister or a twin sister?" Shiraishi Sawa asked earnestly.

"No," the girl replied with a smile, seemingly unconcerned about the type of topic.

"Does Kuramochi have a younger sister who has been living among commoners?"

"Go to hell, Shiraishi-kun. I regret ever knowing a piece of trash like you."

"I'm also very sorry." However, judging from his expression, it was clear that Shiraishi Sawa's regret was not about the same thing as Kuramochi Sakura's.

"Are you even listening to me? I'll make you die!" The voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of passersby. Kuramochi Sakura lowered her head, then glared at Shiraishi Sawa—a method of diverting anger.

"Hey—" Shiraishi Zexiu's expression remained unchanged, already ignoring the girl's glare.

--

"You guys really have a strong connection with apples here." Kuramochi Sakura looked at the shops on the roadside. The shops were full of a wide variety of goods, but many of them had the element of 'apple' in them.

Apple dolls, applesauce, apple pie...

"That's how it is." The three of them were no longer holding hands. Shiraishi Sawa walked behind, his hands behind his head, watching the two girls select and admire the goods.

"What a huge lucky bag!" Kuramochi Sakura looked at the sign hanging at the entrance of the department store and pulled Takanashi Yuuko over to take a look. "Yuuko, how about we have a contest to see who's the luckiest and can get two... Ugh! Shiraishi-kun, why are you pulling me like that?"

Kuramochi Sakura stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Shiraishi Sawa with displeasure.

New Year's lucky bags are a popular item in Japan. Merchants put various items of different prices into these lucky bags and sell them at a uniform price. Before buying, you don't know the total value of the items in each lucky bag, nor do you know whether you need them.

Like buying lottery tickets, you might be pleasantly surprised or disappointed; it's a fun and addictive thing.

Some New Year's lucky bags are extremely popular, requiring people to queue up to grab them, otherwise they simply cannot buy them.

"Kuramochi-san, have you considered this?" Shiraishi Sawa Hide looked at the lucky bag by the door, pondered for a moment, and said, "You don't want most of the things in here, do you?"

After all, this lucky bag is themed around Barbie dolls, the bag is quite large, and it costs four thousand yen.

I don't know if Sakura Kuramochi likes Barbie dolls or Hideaki Shiraishizawa, but even if she does, if she wanted to keep them at home, the price of a similar figure would definitely be higher than this.

"No, I don't want them. I don't like these. Aren't lucky bags just for the thrill of opening them?" Kuramochi Sakura nodded, saying indifferently.

"Then how about a lucky bag for daily necessities? Whatever I get, I can take it home and use it, so it won't go to waste," Shiraishi Sawa suggested.

Takanashi Yuuko tugged at her hand and nodded in return.

Neither he nor Yuko Takanashi are wasteful people, even though they have much more money than before.

"Okay, then let's change it to this." Kuramochi Sakura nodded in agreement and did not insist.

“Then I’ll join too,” Shiraishi Sawa Hide, who was always a very childish person, said excitedly, “I want to participate in this game of luck too, I’m someone who is favored by Lady Luck!”

Meeting them is proof of my good fortune.

“Yuko is lucky to have met me. It seems that you, Kuramochi-san, will definitely be the one to lose this competition in the end,” Shiraishi Sawa said shamelessly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm not going to lose to your Shiraishi-kun in terms of luck!"

"prprpr~" Shiraishi Sawa Hide stood behind Takanashi Yuuko, with his hands on her shoulders and his chin resting on the top of her head, while Asakura Mochi Sakura made a face.

"Want to make a bet? Damn it, Shiraishi-kun, I'm going to make you suffer. If you're not as lucky as me, I'll punish you by making you run into the street and say 'I'm unlucky' three times."