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

I should have brought bodyguards; I could have directly threatened you to do that. I regret it so much!

Kuramochi Sakura and Shiraishi Sawa Hide performed a scene reminiscent of the King of Qin circling a pillar, with the pillar being Takanashi Yuko.

“Betting is no problem, but,” Shiraishi Sawa Hide circled around Takanashi Yuuko, dodging the girl’s small fists—he was completely abandoning his ladylike demeanor now—and glanced back at Kuramochi Sakura:

"But Kuramochi-san, I don't have any prizes I want."

Damage +1.

"Yuko, don't stop me! I'm going to wipe this scum off the face of the earth!"

Takanashi Yuuko stopped Kuramochi Sakura while giving Shiraishi Sawa Hide a reproachful look.

"I'm just kidding. If you lose, Kuramochi-san, you can go out into the street and say 'I'm a loser' three times," Shiraishi Sawa said with a chuckle.

Kuramochi Sakurai suddenly became stammering.

Shiraishi Sawa is shameless; she can say these things on the street without caring at all, but she's shy.

Kuramochi Sakura, feigning composure, crossed her arms and said, "This is too boring. How about this: if I lose, I'll help you fulfill your childhood dream."

"What dream?"

"When we go shopping later, I'll hold your hand and you'll be in the middle!"

"You're going to help me find a pair of beautiful twin sisters?" Seeing the other person clench their fists again, Shiraishi Sawa finally raised his hands and nodded. "Okay, okay, I understand. I'll do as you say. What if Takanashi wins?"

"Yuko, are you going to raise the stakes?"

“I don’t need it.” Takanashi Yuko shook her head.

"Okay, wait a minute, the premise is that the base amount is the same, right? The value inside a 4,000 yen lucky bag and a 10,000 yen lucky bag must be different. Kuramochi-san, are you setting a trap for me?"

"How could that be?" The regretful look on Kuramochi Sakura's face declared that this statement was completely unbelievable.

"Let's go with the 3,000 yen one. The 10,000 yen one is too big. I'll get tired carrying three of them."

"it is good."

The three people walked into the department store. There were many lucky bags. Every few shelves, there was a row of lucky bags on the side, with prices ranging from several hundred yen to ten thousand yen.

He walked straight into the household goods section and randomly picked up three items.

"Wait," Kuramochi Sakura stopped her, "Don't help me get it, I want to get it from another shelf, that way we'll have a better chance of winning!"

After saying that, he walked into the area.

Shiraishi Sawa and Takanashi Yuuko exchanged a smile, put one of the lucky bags back, and then, feeling bored, touched the lucky bag, but unfortunately, they didn't find anything.

"Kuramochi-san, are you done?"

"Damn it, I can't choose at all! There are just too many kinds, and how come there are so many styles?"

Kuramochi Sakura returned with a jet-black lucky bag, but it still said 3,000 yen on it.

"Shiraishi-kun, you're rushing me, I haven't been picking carefully. If you lose, you'll have to say it four times."

"Alright, alright," Shiraishi Zexiu sighed, saying indifferently.

--

The three people walked to the entrance of the department store, paid their bill, and came out to sit in an open-air public area.

"I'll go first." Shiraishi Sawahide tore open his lucky bag and began to count the money. "Three power strips, 600 yen; a hardware box, 500 yen; two data cables, 300 yen..."

"Adding this 500 yen no-minimum-spend voucher from the C prize, the total is 7,450 yen. Just looking at the price, it's quite a profit, almost 2.5 times the value. But I've never even heard of some of these brands. Oh well, never mind, it's not important."

Shiraishi Sawa put everything back into the bag and said with satisfaction, "I didn't buy a hard-to-get limited edition New Year's lucky bag. For items of this value, I should consider myself lucky."

"Kuramochi-san, it's your turn."

"I'll be the last one to go, Yuuko, you go first." Kuramochi Sakurai said stubbornly, holding her lucky bag with a slight frown. She was very dissatisfied with Shiraishi Sawa's luck.

"Then I'll go first. Let me see. This is aromatherapy, 300 yen. And this... I've added it all up, and it only comes to 4,800 yen in total." Takanashi Yuko also tore open her lucky bag, and after counting everything, she looked up and said.

“It seems that Takanashi’s victory is no longer possible. We can’t have a draw. It’s either you or me. It’s your turn. Witness the defeat, Kuramochi-san!” With a snap of his fingers, Shiraishi Sawa Hide looked at Kuramochi Sakura’s all-black lucky bag.

His expression suggested that he was already the victor.

"Hmph, just you wait and see."

With a ripping sound, the black lucky bag was opened.

"Lubricant, 1200 yen!"

Looking at the lubricant in Kuramochi Sakura's hand, Shiraishi Sawa and Takanashi Yuuko exchanged a glance, their expressions very strange, and their eyes filled with disbelief.

I have heard of this brand before; I even have a half-used bottle in my Tokyo apartment, but...

Shiraishi Sawa reached out, intending to stop Kuramochi Sakura from taking anything from the lucky bag. "Um, Kuramochi-san, maybe you shouldn't look at this lucky bag for now."

"Are you scared now that you see how expensive my first item is?" Kuramochi Sakura raised her beautiful, slender eyebrows and took a step back while holding the lucky bag.

"Wow, there's so much stuff here!" Kuramochi Sakura shook the lucky bag, which was bulging with contents, and said confidently, "Don't try to stop me. Just be prepared to die in the street in a minute!"

The girl reached into the lucky bag again.

"What is this? It's all scattered. It must be worthless, but it seems to be electrified. I hope it's worth more!"

The second item that Kuramochi Sakura took out had rather simple packaging, which was easily torn open. The girl read the text on the separated box: "Extra long remote control, waterproof, powerful vibration, multiple adjustable levels, remote control jump... jump... ah!!!"

A pink, unidentified object was thrown forward with a girl's scream, and it was caught in Shiraishi Sawa's hand.

A boy pressing a button, a girl screaming and blushing beside him.

The setting sun was orange-red like fire, but without any warmth, illuminating the three people's profiles, making them rosy—the result of the eye-tracking devices in operation.

It can be called a world-class funeral painting.

Chapter 290 Thank you, Kyobashi Toshinaka!

The setting sun shyly pulled the clouds to its front, leaving only a faint red halo on the horizon.

Sensing the growing attention around him, Shiraishi Sawa gripped the remote control tightly in the back of his hand and hid it in front of him by crossing his arms.

However, as I clenched my fist, it was as if I had pressed a button, and instantly, a buzzing vibration came from inside the bag.

The World of the Dead now even has background music, with three black lines falling from Shiraishi Sawa's forehead.

Fortunately, the sound was very quiet, and passersby could not hear the vibration at all. Staring at others on the street is impolite. After appreciating the charm of the three young men, the passersby eventually continued on their way and went about their business.

“Kuramochi-san, I…advised you.” Shiraishi Sawa spoke, breaking the eerie atmosphere that was filled only with vibrations.

Kuramochi Sakura covered her face with her hands and lay on the table. Her face and the base of her ears, which were not covered, were so red that they looked like she had a very high fever.

Takanashi Yuuko's hand first reached out to Kuramochi Sakura, then withdrew, reached for the black bag, then withdrew again, finally looked at Shiraishi Sawa, and then lowered her head—looking bewildered.

Shiraishi Sawah released his grip, looked at the remote control in his hand, and began to wonder how to turn off the vibration sound—he had never used this before.

Fortunately, there were only a few buttons, and they were labeled. With another click of a button, the background music immediately stopped.

He took a breath of winter air, which turned into a warm sigh, and lowered his head, rubbing his temples. He tried his best to tighten his facial features, but then... he couldn't hold back any longer.

Shiraishi Sawa has no professional training, so it's really too much to ask him to hold back when something is really funny.

"Hahahahaha—" When the dam of restraint was broken, laughter surged out like a torrent. Shiraishi Zexiu was trembling all over, and he also lay on the table, laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

Laughter is contagious. The girl, who had been at a loss and keeping her head down, began to tremble slightly on her slender shoulders. However, she politely turned her head away and tried her best not to laugh.

This is where the difference between high-quality people (Yuko Takanashi) and low-quality people (Hideaki Shiraishi) becomes apparent.

"Kuramochi-san, don't cry." Shiraishi Sawa was laughing for a moment, but seeing that Kuramochi Sakura hadn't looked up yet, he suddenly worried that she was too ashamed to control her emotions. So he suppressed his smile, patted her shoulder, and comforted her in a gentle tone.

"Who's crying!" Kuramochi Sakura looked up, glaring at Shiraishi Sawashu with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. The blush on her face hadn't faded yet, but she hadn't actually cried, which put Shiraishi Sawashu at ease—so he stopped being gentle and restrained and continued to laugh.

"Stop laughing!" Kuramochi Sakura didn't lie back down. She stood up, hands on her hips, and said, "Yuuko, look at him... why are you laughing too? Oh, you guys, stop laughing, I can't take it anymore, how... how could this happen!"

......

The scene returned to normal, and the three people looked at each other. The black lucky bag had already been pushed to the edge of the table, closest to Shiraishi Zexiu's seat.

"However, Kuramochi-san, where did you find this lucky bag?" Shiraishi Sawa asked.

Turning the lucky bag over, it was indeed completely black except for a price tag of 3,000 yen. Shiraishi Sawa Hide leaned closer to take a look and saw that it was written in very small print, explaining what it was related to.

However, it's clear that Kuramochi Sakura didn't even look at this.

"It's in the household goods section of the department store, and this black one looks different. Seriously, how could they leave this lucky bag here? The clerk didn't even remind me. I'm going to make sure this store goes bankrupt!" Kuramochi Sakura said angrily.

"The daily necessities section is quite far from the sex toys section, so why are they placed together? Maybe someone played a prank and deliberately put them here?"

Oh right, and Kuramochi-san, you're over eighteen. No wonder the clerk didn't say anything and didn't change their expression. They were actually quite professional.

How can I remind them like this? Should I shout it out loud so others can hear, "Are you sure you want to buy this adult toy lucky bag?"? That would actually get me a complaint.

Shiraishi Sawa rubbed his sore lips and coughed twice. "Alright, let's continue to check the value of the items inside. Our bet isn't over yet."

After finishing speaking with a smile, Shiraishi Sawa was curious to know what was inside—this was a whole new world! But before he could open it, the lucky bag had already been taken away by Kuramochi Sakura.

"What else is there to order? This kind of thing should be thrown in the trash can." After saying that, she picked up the bag and walked towards the nearest trash can.

"What a waste!" Shiraishi Zexiu said with regret and heartache. Remembering that he still had a button in his hand, he had a mischievous thought and pressed the power button again.

Seemingly startled again by the sudden vibration from the bag she was carrying, Kuramochi Sakura trembled for a moment as she pressed the button, then turned around and glared angrily at Shiraishi Sawa.

That scene, it must be said, was somewhat easy for Shiraishi Sawa to misunderstand.

--

After carefully removing the batteries from the remote control, Shiraishizawa Hideaki threw the remote control away, so that whoever found it would have found a pair.

Returning to the table, Shiraishi Sawamura spun the two proper lucky bags on the surface and asked with a smile, "How do we calculate it? The items have all been thrown away, so it's hard to tell which is more valuable and which is less."

"Fine, you win!" Kuramochi Sakura pouted, leaning angrily on Takanashi Yuuko's shoulder.

It seems there's no need to say the "Why don't you buy another lucky bag and we'll have a contest?" that was left unsaid. Shiraishi Sawa shook his head smugly, his long hair, which was considered long for a boy, swaying smoothly in the air.

Today's trip was definitely worthwhile. Although I was actually tricked into coming here to work, I was able to see such interesting things, so it was a huge win.

"I won, so I win. Kuramochi-san, remember that you're also my defeated opponent now, but we don't need to bet anymore," Shiraishi Sawa said with a smile, his hands behind his head.

"Why?" The two girls looked over.

"First, Takanashi is still around. Second, I'm afraid you'll report me. Tell Su and Ichiru that I'm a piece of trash walking a tightrope, and I can't afford to make any more mistakes."

"I was just about to use this to threaten you, but you said it yourself, which is really pointless." Kuramochi Sakura pouted. As for whether she had thought of this, who knows?