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

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"Kuramochi-san? Didn't you attend this class this afternoon?" Following Chiyo Ichii into the place where the afternoon class was to be held, Shiraishi Sawa greeted him as Kuramochi Sakura was sitting inside.

"Shiraishi-kun? You're here too?" Kuramochi Sakura was slightly stunned for a few seconds, then realized and her face lit up with surprise. "Will you come too? Will you help me and Chiyo?"

She knew that with Shiraishi Zexiu around, the burden on her shoulders would be much lighter.

“Yes, cheap labor Shiraishizawa Hideaki No. 1 is ready.” Shiraishizawa Hideaki put his index and middle fingers together, first pressing them to his forehead, then waving them in the direction of Kuramochi Sakura. Light sunlight floated around him, and the hair hooked by his fingers bounced forward, everything was perfectly matched and handsome.

"Great~ Then I can slack off." Having been seduced so many times, Kuramochi Sakura was immune to this scene that could make people swoon. After taking off her glasses that didn't have a prescription, her body seemed to deflate like a sponge that had been soaked in water.

“Sakura Rei,” Chiyo walked over and sat down next to her, “maybe you can’t slack off. If I use my charm a little, Shiraishi might only help you and not you.”

This way, you do half the work, and Shiraishi and I each do a quarter. It's perfect—easy work, yet we can still see how hard you work!

Chiyo clapped her hands excitedly as she entered.

"You think you're so bad, using your beauty to seduce me?! I..." Kuramochi Sakura retorted, hands on her hips, her words caught in her throat. The crackling of streetlights seemed to echo in her mind. After a moment of hesitation, she said:

"My name is Yuko, and I also use my beauty to seduce you. Hmph, Yuko is a more perfect girl than you, and her beauty scheme is more powerful than yours."

"Ah, if you bring up Yuuko, I really have no choice. I thought you would talk about yourself." Chiyo shook her head in distress.

"I won't use my beauty to seduce Shiraishi-kun." Kuramochi Sakura turned her head to look out the window, then slowly turned back. "This guy who considers breasts a huge criterion for judgment is hopeless."

Sitting next to him, Shiraishi Sawa scratched his head, neither admitting nor denying it.

“I don’t dislike that about him.” Chiyo smiled and straightened her posture.

"Boring." Pouting, Kuramochi Sakura slumped onto the table, her head once again leaning against the window.

"Are you angry?" Chiyo leaned closer and patted her back. "I'm sorry. Besides, you've changed quite a bit lately, haven't you?"

Chiyo's hand, unable to stay still, moved closer.

Shiraishi Sawa knew the principle of not looking at what is improper, but unfortunately he was a petty person. However, he turned his body to the side, blocking all directions from which others in the room might see.

"You wicked woman, you've gone mad!" Kuramochi Sakura shrank back like a frightened rabbit, pressing her hands tightly against her chest. "Shiraishi-kun, turn your head away!"

"Oh." The little man turned his head, leaving only the back of his head visible.

"There have been many changes, but I haven't changed much."

"Go to class, listen carefully, don't hold me back." Kuramochi Sakura hurriedly pushed her away and said in a slightly rushed manner.

"You're not angry, are you?"

"Oh, no."

Her relationship with Chiyo is quite peculiar. Although she is always at a disadvantage compared to Chiyo and rarely wins in verbal sparring, Kuramochi Sakura still finds enjoyment in it.

Furthermore, Chiyo knows her limits; if she feels she has gone too far, she will sincerely apologize and never mention it again.

She is a friend I dislike but also like more.

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"By the way, Shiraishi-kun, are you coming to class with that silly woman tomorrow too?" Kuramochi Sakura asked casually while packing up her lecture notes after the class on the pros and cons of various company systems.

"Him? He's very busy." Chiyo smiled knowingly.

"I won't be coming tomorrow. I'll have Fox prepare a copy of the lecture notes for me. I'll study on my own and ask you guys if I have any questions." Ignoring Chiyo's gaze, Shiraishi Sawa said with a smile.

"Oh, I see." Kuramochi Sakura nodded.

My desire to spend the whole day tomorrow under the pretext of 'studying' vanished instantly.

But he said he would 'ask you,' but would he really ask himself?

After glancing at Ichiyo, Kuramochi Sakura pouted.

Chapter 297: A Return to Familiar Place

The sky was vast, with white clouds drifting by, and the sunlight occasionally disappeared from the sky, making it a fairly comfortable cloudy day.

On Sunday morning, the streets of Shibuya were bustling with people, who huddled together like penguins facing a blizzard, and the winter chill dissipated considerably.

Upon arriving near the designated location, Shiraishi Sawah turned his head to look around and finally met the gaze of another man with short hair and an almost bald head, whose head was also piled high with a lot of hair.

"Hey—! Shiraishi, over here." Taichi Oki also spotted Shiraishi Sawa and shouted loudly, waving his hand at the same time.

"We're here." Shiraishi Sawah waved back, and after pushing through the crowded throng, they finally arrived at the location of Oki Taichi and the others.

"Good morning, Vice President Shimizu and President." After giving Taiichi Oki a high-five as a greeting, Shiraishi Sawa said naturally as he stood next to Soga Kirei.

Wearing a pale white long dress, if it weren't for the thick coat over it and her slender legs encased in flesh-colored stockings, one would doubt whether it was a cold January in Tokyo.

"Good morning."

"What's the schedule for today? I've roughly looked at the handover ceremony process for our student council, so do we need to buy banners and other props?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked.

"Weren't you out having fun this morning? Let's talk about work when Shinru-san arrives this afternoon, shall we?" Taichi Oki asked in surprise.

Shiraishi Zexiu stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, his gaze shifting to Soga Kirei beside him.

The girl turned her head and looked at Shimizu Yoshiko's shoes.

These are very ordinary shell-shaped sneakers, pure white, with some dirt on the edges, and they don't seem to have any research value.

Shimizu Yoshiko was dressed in a somewhat androgynous style, and the jacket she was wearing seemed to be Taichi Oki's, loosely covering her legs.

"Of course we're here to have fun!" Shiraishi Sawa immediately replied with a smile, "The reason I asked about the itinerary is that we still have important business to attend to, so we can prepare the route in advance."

"There's not much important business to do," Taichi Oki waved his hand, displaying the demeanor of a lazy leader. "I've already thought of what to do. How about we go to the arcade again? We didn't play much last time we went together. Let's go this morning and have a good time!"

Then in the afternoon we'll watch a movie together, and after the movie, we can casually take care of our business..."

Taichi Oki spoke eloquently, seemingly having prepared in advance.

Shiraishi Sawa had no objection; he was happy to avoid having to think about it, but he glanced at Shimizu Yoshiko:

"Is Vice President Shimizu interested in this, or are we going to play Dragon Fist Machine again? It's a promise, I definitely won't slip this time."

"Hey!" Taichi patted his chest, his eyebrows almost touching his hair with pride. "This is something you don't know, Shiraishi, but under my care, Miko is becoming more and more like a girl. She's not so rude anymore!"

"Bang!" The sound was clean and crisp.

"Don't say these things outside," Shimizu Yoshiko said softly, but the sound of her slapping Taichi Oki on the back was really loud.

Shiraishi Sawa had no doubt that the force was enough to crack a walnut. Watching Oki Taichi enjoying himself without feeling anything, he thought, "Love really does make people stronger."

Taichi Oki used to be the kind of person who would tell others to go easy on him during basketball games.

Perhaps different people have different definitions of 'rudeness', but Soga Kirei is more suitable for me.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi Sawa looked down at the girl beside him. Soga Kirei had her hands in her coat pockets and was walking slowly close to him.

Shiraishi Sawa didn't find it strange that he didn't speak, because as long as the two of them had each other by their side, they would never be bored. Where they went or what they did didn't matter.

Even if it's just a bench, saying nothing, just snuggling together and breathing the same air, from dawn till dusk, it doesn't matter.

On the way to the arcade, if the images overlap, it's a very simple spot-the-difference game:

The original four-person combination of Hideki Shiraishizawa, Taichi Oki, Yoshiko Shimizu, and Kirei Soga has changed to Hideki Shiraishizawa, Kirei Soga, Yoshiko Shimizu, and Taichi Oki.

"President, you could have just said we were out having fun. You don't need to trick me into coming now." Shiraishi Sawa said, leaning down, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"I need a legitimate reason too, otherwise you'll go to class with Yiru. Besides, we really do have something important to do later today, I'm not lying."

Suwo Wulian looked up, her sincere face revealing captivatingly beautiful, sparkling eyes.

Shiraishi Sawa's weekend was already planned out during the weekdays.

At first, Chiyo directly told Shiraishi to accompany her to class on the weekend in a small group chat of three people. Then, Soga Kirei said that she had student council work to do and needed Shiraishi Sawa's help.

After a brief discussion, it was decided that I would spend Saturdays with Chiyo Ichiru and Sundays with Soga Kirei.

As they walked, Taichi Oki and Yoshiko Shimizu unconsciously took each other's hands.

Upon seeing this scene, Soga Kirei's hand, which was in her pocket, suddenly felt a little awkward, unsure whether she should take it out.

But this trouble soon disappeared, because a large, warm hand squeezed into the gap between the arm and the pocket, interlocking the fingers with his.

The pocket suddenly bulged out a large chunk, which looked rather odd.

Feeling the warmth between his palms and the coolness between his fingertips, Shiraishi Sawa took Soga Kirei's hand out of his pocket.

The two of them were holding an avocado hand warmer between their hands.

Shiraishi Sawa walked behind Soga Kirei and, in an embracing gesture, touched the girl's other pocket, where only a small, cool hand was inside.

"President, what are you going to do about your hand?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked with a smile.

"I don't know, is that so?" The hand she was holding had been released. Suga Wulian shook her head first, then brought both hands in front of her, held the hand warmer in both hands, and said.

“It’s clever, but not the smartest thing to do.” Shiraishi Sawa shook his index finger and then took the hand warmer from Soga Kirei’s hand.

Soga Kiri, who had lost both the hand warmer and Shiraishi Sawa's large hands, turned her head to look at him with pouting eyes, her little mouth pursed unhappily, making her even cuter than a kitten.

It's the kind of cuteness that makes you reflect on what terrible thing you did when you see it.

Shiraishi Sawa began to wonder if there was anything cuter than this in the world.

He placed the hand warmer in her right pocket, and Shiraishi Zexiu took her left hand and put them both in the large pocket of his trench coat.

"Look, this way both your hands are warm, and much warmer. Isn't it smarter than what you did before?"

"Mmm!" Suwo Wulian nodded vigorously, her delicate and pretty face resting softly on Baishi Zexiu's arm. Because of her comfort, her eyes were slightly squinted, and sunlight filtered through a few unruly strands of her hair, casting shadows on her face.

Shiraishi Sawah felt apologetic for his earlier certainty, because something even cuter had appeared right beside him.

He lowered his head: "I really want to take your hand and run to the clear sky and fields, without fear or escape."

"Then let's run away quickly!" The response came as the girl looked up and smiled.

As Taichi Oki and Yoshiko Shimizu were walking slowly, they noticed that the two people behind them suddenly sped up. Soga Kiriren's hand was still in Shiraishi Sawa's pocket, making the running scene somewhat comical.

But it's so sweet, it's almost overflowing the entire Shibuya.

"Hahahaha—, Miko, let's follow!"

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We arrived at the arcade. Unlike the Taito arcade we visited last time, this one was located inside a shopping mall and was called Players, not a well-known brand.

The variety of video games in the store is much smaller than last time, and the "video game" aspect is also much less prominent, making it more suitable for couples and friends.