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

“Maeda, have you considered that Takeuchi simply doesn’t have any luck with women? So you’ve sacrificed nothing. I suggest you sacrifice your lifespan instead.”

Having nothing to do and waiting for the next class, Shiraishi Sawahide, after a rational analysis, added the following.

"Bai Shi, you womanizing maniac, die!"

"Don't worry, you'll receive it." The two were playing around loudly, and class monitor Hashimoto Nana turned to them and said.

"Really, class monitor! Do you know someone who's trying to woo me? Can you give me some information? Look, Shiraishi, my luck with women is on the rise!" Takeuchi Arisu asked excitedly.

"Um...actually, I'm going to give chocolates to the whole class, and a few other classmates have the same idea."

"Ah—, but I'd still like to thank the class president in advance." At first, he helplessly slumped onto the table, but then realized that this was not a good idea, so Takeuchi Arisu straightened his attitude and thanked him.

"Sigh, then we need to start saving money, otherwise we won't have enough for return gifts," Maeda Shusuke said softly.

"Yeah, but it's good this way. It would be so embarrassing if you didn't get a single chocolate on Valentine's Day."

“I have a feeling that Shiraishi will spend hundreds of thousands of yen on White Valentine’s Day gifts.” The two of them suddenly looked at Shiraishi Sawahide with schadenfreude.

In Japan, men have a love-hate relationship with Valentine's Day. Not receiving a gift from a woman proves that they are not attractive enough and not popular, which is a very heavy blow to them.

The more gifts a guy receives, the more money he has to spend on buying them, not to mention that there are girls who just randomly hand out chocolates in return.

However, it won't be like that in the classroom. The chocolates given won't be expensive, and even if no one reciprocates, Hashimoto Nana won't mind.

With Valentine's Day over, Shiraishi Sawa, who had a guaranteed tens of thousands of points, naturally wouldn't mind these small expenses. If it were him at the beginning of last semester, he would have made it clear in advance that he wouldn't accept any chocolates.

So much time has passed without me even realizing it.

The trees outside the window, except for a few evergreens that are still lush and green like summer, have lonely branches swaying in the wind.

The cherry blossom tree right next to the window is about three stories high. In the middle of its bare branches, there is a conspicuous bird's nest, but its owner hasn't flown back for a long time.

Soon the cherry blossoms will bloom. I wonder if this bird will return to its home.

Chapter 301 The Deadly Element of Chocolate

Dusk crept down the corridor, and shadowy smoke, seemingly appearing from nowhere, flowed through it, bathing everyone's legs in a warm, gentle glow.

There was no need to pick up flowers today, as they were delivered yesterday, so Shiraishi Sawah followed the two girls to the activity room.

According to a survey, more than 30 percent of Japanese men feel that Valentine's Day is a boring and meaningless holiday.

"I used to think so too, but now I've decided to abandon them. I like Valentine's Day," said Shiraishi Sawa.

“According to a survey, 100% of Japanese women dislike men who are unfaithful,” Kuramochi Sakura added.

"..." He was speechless for a moment.

“This is a genuine investigation. I can even send you the link when I get back, Kuramochi-san.”

"This isn't a survey, but it's common sense; any normal person would know this."

"I'll let your attacks go since you're going to make me chocolates by hand for Valentine's Day."

"It's Yuuko's leftovers!"

"Fine, fine, scraps!" The last three words were spoken by Shiraishi Sawa in the tone of Kuramochi Sakura, which made the other party extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

"You don't even have any scraps left."

"I was wrong, Kuramochi-san. I apologize again. I shouldn't have been so sharp-tongued. I was wrong." Shiraishi Sawa immediately repented.

"Humph!"

"There will be, right?"

"Scrap materials".

“Okay, I understand.” This time, Shiraishi Zexiu answered earnestly, just like a new subordinate in the workplace, working diligently.

Kuramochi Sakura was quite satisfied with this attitude and looked at Takanashi Yuuko: "Yuuko, how about I have someone bring the oven over tomorrow, and you can start teaching me right away?"

"If you need it, I have no problem."

.......

The three parted ways at the entrance of the high-heeled shoe research department.

"Good afternoon. Have you released my schedule for this weekend, my two agents?"

Upon entering the activity room, Shiraishi Sawah took off his coat and tossed it onto the carpet because the heating was on. He then strode to his seat and asked...

Starting from the beginning of the third semester, Shiraishi Sawa's weekends were basically divided up by the two girls. Every time, without fail, he would first accompany Ichiri Chiyo to her classes for a whole day.

Besides attending classes, you also have to deal with random checks from time to time. Sometimes it's once a day, sometimes twice a day.

I really don't know why the head of such a large family can be so idle.

Then the remaining day was spent accompanying Soga Kirei on her "work". At first, when there was actually work, it was fine. Adhering to the philosophy of playing for nine minutes and working for one minute, we allocated our time reasonably and combined work and rest to "strive" to prepare for the student council handover ceremony.

With all the gifts, equipment, and props prepared, and the situation becoming so dire that doing anything else would be superfluous, Soga Kirei used work as an excuse to go out for a day with Shiraishi Sawa.

Last week, four of us went to Yomiuri Land again. This time, we all went on all the rides together. At the end, Soga Kiriren looked at the photos on her phone and sighed regretfully:

"It's such a shame I can't post updates."

However, Shiraishi Sawa thought that Chiyo should know this, because in the following weeks, during her class breaks, she would always send him a message saying, "You've worked hard, don't overwork yourself, go out and have some fun sometimes."

“It’s not hard work. You’ve worked hard studying. Don’t tire yourself out. I’ll teach you after I’ve finished studying on my own.” This was Shiraishi Zexiu’s answer every time, while he would nervously look around for possible 'informants'.

I have a feeling that the next moment, I'll hear her message saying "Don't look for me anymore" on my phone.

"The weather is really nice today, Fox. Here are the answers to the questions you asked me yesterday. Take a look, and ask me any questions you have now."

The last one is a question I don't understand. Use your clever brain to help me solve it.

Handing a stack of handwritten papers to Chiyo Ichiriki, Shiraishi Sawah sat down and took a deep breath of the air that he never tired of smelling.

"I've been learning so much lately. I don't have classes this weekend, but I have something to do. I might also have to 'work' on my end."

She put down the book she was reading, stretched for a moment, and looked so gracefully like the twilight that one wished they could be there. She took the paper, smiled, and looked at it with a playful gaze.

“If you don’t attend classes, then the student council won’t have anything to do either,” Soga Kiriren said calmly, completely ignoring the other implications of Ichiyo’s words.

Clearly, Soga Kirei didn't care that this lame excuse had been discovered.

"So, I actually have a weekend off?" Shiraishi Sawa asked tentatively, glancing at the eye-catching girl on the left and then at the eye-catching girl on the right, blinking his eyes as he felt refreshed.

"That's how it looks right now."

They all suddenly have something to do; they must be preparing to make chocolates for themselves this weekend! This is what Shiraishi Sawa thought to himself.

Chiyo slid her pen cap across the paper, making a pleasant rustling sound. The activity room was very quiet, but occasionally Kuramochi Sakura's voice could be heard from outside the window next door, as if she was doing something.

Stopping his daydreams about next Monday, Shiraishi Sawa felt he needed to make sure, so he put down the textbooks and materials he had just been holding and looked at the two girls.

"What's wrong?" Faced with his gaze, Suwo Wulian, who had been focusing her attention on her, looked up at him. Just by looking at each other, they both felt their hearts tighten instantly.

What classes did you have today?

"Why are you asking this? Let me answer it. I've been using most of my time to catch up on sleep." Upon realizing the question, Chiyo, who had just looked up, immediately lowered her head again, a few strands of hair falling down and blocking her view.

"Chinese literature, history, mathematics, art... politics, that's all." Soga Kirei recited them one by one in chronological order.

"Aren't there any cooking classes?" Shiraishi Sawa asked in return after hearing this.

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I had this class today. Guess what the teacher taught us?"

"Hmm? Cooking? I rarely listen to that, Miko usually helps me. Strawberry pie? Sushi?"

Upon entering Chiyo's room, she was like a fancy mouse that had smelled cheese. She raised her head but did not say anything. She just smiled at Shiraishi Sawa, her delicate eyes as lively as musical notes.

Being too in sync isn't good either; before you even start talking, you already know you're about to be seen through.

"No, I learned how to make chocolate today. Speaking of which, the chocolate tastes really good." Shiraishi Sawa said, almost implying, with his arms crossed.

"Pfft~" Chiyo burst out laughing and collapsed onto the beechwood table. Her graceful curves rippled like ocean waves, but Shiraishi Sawa, whose face was feeling warm, had no time to appreciate it.

"I don't like chocolate, it makes me fat," Chiyo said, her smile fading.

"Is it Valentine's Day chocolate? I'll try my best to make it this weekend." Seemingly infected by Chiyo's smile, Soga Kiriren's lips also twitched slightly.

Shiraishi Sawa gave Soga Kirei a thumbs-up, then, feeling that wasn't enough, made a heart shape with both hands, turning the other person's smile into a real one.

"Hey, where's my love?"

Soga Kirei looked at Ichiyo Ichiriki, who had interrupted Shiraishi Sawa's actions, with displeasure, but the other party merely raised an eyebrow.

"Do you like chocolate?" Shiraishi Sawa asked instead of answering.

"do not like."

"It's gone. You have nothing left, not even a heart or a thumb." Shiraishi Zexiu's expectant eyes drooped weakly in an instant.

"What do you think I'll be doing this weekend?" Chiyo asked.

"Sleeping in late."

"Okay, as you wish, then I'll just sleep in." The girl nodded in agreement.

"If you're actually asking me what to do this weekend, I have some suggestions. What do you think of making a special chocolate?"

"Get your hands moving, improve your skills—who could resist such a great activity?"

"My cooking is bad, no, to be precise, I don't know how to cook at all," the other person said lazily, without denying it.

"It's okay. As long as you make it yourself, the person you want to give it to will definitely devour it... not necessarily devour it, but they will definitely eat it all without wasting any."

Considering that he would have to collect several portions of chocolates, and that these things are easy to get tired of, it wouldn't be good if Chiyo played word games with him and forced him to wolf them down. Knowing this possibility, Shiraishi Sawah revised his wording.

"President, you too, no matter how well you do it, I will eat it with a smile."

"Okay." The smile of the icy girl can also be warm and bright.

"Sure, I'll try making chocolate this weekend." Chiyo said casually, but then suddenly looked at Shiraishi Sawa.

After confirming that he would receive the handmade chocolates, he relaxed and looked at the documents.

stare--

A minute passed, and after turning two pages, Chiyo's gaze remained fixed on her forehead. With a soft sigh, Shiraishi Sawa looked up at her and asked weakly:

"You're not going to back out, are you? I don't recommend it. Don't force me to throw a tantrum."