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

Shiraishi Sawa couldn't help but laugh, ruffling her hair: "So actually, we could both have gone on those rides, but we didn't. We only went on the bumper cars and the teacups..."

The girl who was tidying her clothes let out a soft laugh.

But those 'childish' experiences playing on those devices are like a jar of mellow sake, exuding an alluring fragrance in the long river of memory.

“So, shouldn’t we find a chance to go back to the amusement park and play on these rides again? Otherwise, it feels like we’re missing out,” Shiraishi Zexiu pondered.

"Yes!" Ignoring the wrinkles on her chest, Suwo Wulian immediately looked up, nodded vigorously, and extended her little finger.

“OK! Let’s simulate a roller coaster first.” After understanding, Shiraishi Sawa Hide also made an agreement with his little finger, selected the 'Yomiuri Land-style roller coaster' map, pulled down the handrail, held it in front of him, and then clicked start.

The position began to shake, accompanied by the clattering sound of the roller coaster running on the track. A partial aerial view of Yomiuriland appeared on the screen, showing some familiar attractions and locations.

......

"I forgot to turn off the simulated tourist sounds, it's too noisy." Shiraishi Sawa was the first to come out of the machine, reaching out to Soga Kiri Ren for support, rubbing his ears with his other hand, and frowning as he spoke.

The simulated screams were too loud and continued throughout the entire performance, which was somewhat harmful to the ears.

Soga Kirei didn't get off the machine immediately. Instead, she pulled Shiraishi Sawa's head over and started fixing his hair.

"His bangs have been turned into a slicked-back hairstyle."

"President, you're not much better off." So the two of them fixed each other's hair.

--

“Let’s go play that,” Soga Kirei poked Shiraishi Zexiu’s palm and pointed in the distance.

It was a row of dance machines where you scored points by stepping on the directional keys on the screen. But what really attracted Soga Kirei was that the players jumping on it at that moment were a very skilled male and female player.

"つきあかりのぼるごろ，ともるあかちょうちん——"

Like a couple, they skillfully jumped around to the instructions and the song "Gokuraku Jodo," occasionally switching positions with each step, the boy stepping on the girl's side and the girl stepping on the boy's side, which was quite entertaining.

"Hiss~" Shiraishi Sawa took a deep breath and leaned down to whisper in his ear: "President, I have to tell you something. In all my life, apart from knowing a little bit of waltz, and I want to emphasize that it is really just a little bit, not being modest, I don't know any other dances, let alone 'Gokuraku Jodo'."

Even her waltz was something she only learned on Takanashi Yuuko's birthday, and she wasn't very good at it.

“We don’t need to be like them. We can just honestly press the buttons, and we can change the songs.” Suwo Wulian looked on expectantly, her clear eyes possessing an irresistible charm.

"Alright, speaking of which, can you dance, President?"

"I know a little bit about everything, but I'm not an expert in anything." After thinking for a moment, Suwo Wulian added, "I'm not being modest."

"Then I don't feel so much pressure anymore. I was worried that people would think we were a handsome toad and a noble swan, but now I'm fine."

However, I still want to call Minister Oki over and embarrass myself with him.

There are only four dance machines in total, and they are all in use right now. Shiraishi Sawa and Soga Kirei are sitting together on a long mat next to them, waiting.

Shiraishi Sawa held Soga Kirei's hand, looking at the two sets above, learning how to play.

It seems that to play well, you don't even need to look at the directions on the screen; just follow the rhythm. The girls on the pro players' side have their eyes closed.

And... it seems they didn't care whether they stepped on the right spot or not.

Shiraishi Sawa suddenly felt like he had grasped the key point!

It's okay if you don't hit the target, as long as you have confidence.

The song ended quickly, and the two walked forward. Soga Kirei chose "Sugar," a song that Shiraishi Sawa Hide also really liked.

As the intro began, their hands, which had only been separated for a few seconds, came together again.

"I'm hurting baby, I'm broken down, I need your loving, loving..."

Relaxing his upper body, half-closing his eyes to look at the prompts on the screen, and swaying his head to the rhythm, Shiraishi Sawah played a melody with his feet.

It's okay if you miss a step; there's no need to panic. Just step on something else to ease the awkwardness. As for the score, who cares?

The hands connecting the two became lighter, swinging back and forth like a jump rope. Soga Kirei gently sang along, adding the finishing touch to Marie Kyou's singing.

"sugar!"

Just like the north and south poles of a magnet, the lyrics of "Sugar" appeared, and the two subconsciously turned their heads to look at each other. Sweetness gathered into a transparent river, flowing between their eyes.

Soga Kirei suddenly lifted her foot and walked towards him. Shiraishi Sawa, who knew nothing about dance, understood her meaning in that instant. He lifted her hand, placed it in front of him, lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, while retreating in rhythm with her.

When they retreated to the edge of the stage, Shiraishi Sawah changed to moving forward, while Soga Kirei changed to moving backward, and so on.

As the climax ended, Shiraishi Sawa squeezed Soga Kiriren's hand, then let go. As the upper right corner lit up, he stepped onto Soga Kiriren's side.

The girl's movements were completely natural; she even grabbed Shiraishi Sawa's arm and spun around, her skirt and hair fluttering as she smoothly switched positions.

Shiraishi Sawa's left hand moved to hold Soga Kiri Ren's slender waist, and he continued to stomp around without any regard for direction.

There seemed to be applause nearby, but the two of them were already lost in the moment. The air was pink, and they could smell the fragrance. They only had each other in the world.

"Sugar! Yes, please." With the last "sugar," Shiraishi Sawa pulled Soga Kirei into his arms.

"Won't you come and put it down on me~" The song ends.

Applause erupted again, and the two realized that five or six people had unknowingly gathered around them, including Taichi Oki and Yoshiko Shimizu. Yoshiko Shimizu was holding a phone and seemed to be recording a video, while Taichi Oki was clapping excitedly.

"Great! That's awesome! But you should kiss at the end!" Taichi Oki said encouragingly.

"That's awesome!" the dance machine exclaimed in a mechanical, childlike voice.

On the screen, the accuracy rate is 40.3%, which was achieved based on the previous accuracy of Soga Kirei's jump.

However, the number '40.3%' was displayed very small on the screen, and the machine did not read it aloud.

Very sensible.

Shiraishi Sawah announced that he has conquered the dance machine.

"Minister Oki, do you want to go up and jump? I have a trick that I can teach you." The two men got off the machine and came to their side.

"Me and Miko should probably pass. I'm afraid our strength might accidentally break the machine if we stomp too hard, and neither of us can dance." Taichi immediately waved his hand in refusal.

"You and the president danced well. Miko will send you the video later."

"OK."

"It's almost lunchtime. Shiraishi, is there anything you'd like to eat?" After saying that, Taichi Oki mouthed "sukiyaki" in a direction that the two girls couldn't see.

"Sukiyaki?" Shiraishi Sawah repeated.

"Miko, Shiraishi wants to eat sukiyaki. How about we have some today?" Taichi Oki immediately turned to Miko Shimizu and said.

"Alright, so you like this too, Shiraishi-kun?" Seeing that Soga Kirei had no objections, Shimizu Yoshiko nodded somewhat helplessly.

".......I don't know either."

--

Four people are sitting in a street-side café.

Shimizu Yoshiko's eyes were red, and Oki Taichi was handing her a tissue.

"Miko, don't cry. Didn't the ending foreshadow something? When the female lead opened the door at the end, the person looked a lot like the male lead. He probably didn't die and came back to be with her."

Taichi Oki offered his clumsy words of comfort.

"Couldn't the director just say it outright? It's so annoying."

It's 3:15 PM now. After lunch, the four of them went to the cinema to watch a romantic movie.

He gently touched Soga Kirei's delicate nose, and as Soga Kirei looked up at him, Shiraishi Sawa asked softly with a smile:

"President, you are so cold-blooded. You don't seem sad at all, you're even smiling."

"If I had watched it last time, I might have been sad, but I am very happy now and have no reason to be sad."

They said nothing, yet they said everything.

“Shiraishi, aren’t you just as unsad?” Soga Kirei retorted.

"What a coincidence, I'm just as happy as you." The sunlight touched the girl's face, making it turn white, and the soft light filled her entire vision. Shiraishi Sawah felt the tangible happiness with his hands.

It was so beautiful.

"No, I'm happier than you."

Chapter 299 Hugging the Cat Will Lead to Hugging the Wrong Person [March Request for Monthly Tickets!!!]

Sunlight streamed through the glass window, tracing smooth lines across Soga Wulian's beautiful form.

When the coffee had stopped steaming halfway through, Shimizu Yoshiko finally calmed down. It was unexpected that the seemingly 'rough' woman was such a sentimental person.

Using the stirrer to quickly create a tornado in the coffee in front of him, Shiraishizawa looked up and asked, "The movie's over. You said this morning we were going to get some serious work done, right? Where are we going now?"

"Let me see," Taichi Oki said, opening his phone. "It's only 3:15 now, fifteen minutes before the agreed time. Let's wait for Shinru to arrive before we start. Let's sit down and rest for a bit first."

"I forgot to ask this morning, who is Shinru-san?"

"Next student council president, speaking of which, Shiraishi, you haven't been to the student council even once since you became an unofficial member, no wonder you didn't know anything about it."

"Hey." Shiraishi Sawah scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed. It was indeed the case, since he wouldn't be able to do anything there—or rather, he didn't want to be assigned to it.

If someone like me were treated as a 'privileged person' in the past, it wouldn't be good if it affected the management of the student union.

"What's the procedure later?"

"When she first became the student council president, our usual tradition was to use the student council's regular funds to give our class a farewell gift in her name, and then give your class a gift to win people's hearts."

"Isn't it too early to buy now?" The student council handover ceremony, according to the initial draft, was scheduled for the last day of the third semester, in the lecture hall after the graduation ceremony, which is still more than a month away.

"I already have a wish list for everyone here. Some people want gifts that aren't expensive, but they need to be ordered in advance. Actually, there aren't many, and it doesn't take that long."

The main reason is that the student council president said we were just going out to have fun today and would buy it while we were at it. Miko and I didn't care, and Shinru was even less of a concern, except she had tutoring in the morning.

Soga Kiri, who was secretly pouring her coffee into Shiraishi Sawa's cup, blinked innocently.

"Don't want to drink anymore?"

"Ah."

"Put it here, I'll drink it later." Shiraishi Zexiu said, tapping Suga Kirei's soft arm with his fingers together.

"Don't waste it."

"Okay," Shiraishi Sawa said with a mix of helplessness and amusement, then looked at Oki Taichi. "Are we going to the gift shop later?"

"Not only that, we also want to go to gift shops and department stores. That guy in our year who works in the office called Hachimon Kento, he wrote a barrel of olive oil on his wish list. I really don't know what he wants it for."