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

"Of course not, although I'd love to see you throw a tantrum." Chiyo looked at him with a gentle gaze that seemed unlike her usual self; those rippling eyes would have been more normal in Takanashi Yuuko's eyes.

"That is--"

"I was just kidding you. Actually, I really like chocolate." Then, before Shiraishi Sawa could speak, who already understood what she meant, she looked at Soga Kirei and asked, "Soga, do you like it?"

"I'll like what Shiraishi made."

“Hey, it’s weird for a boy to give a girl chocolate on Valentine’s Day, okay?” Shiraishi Sawa said with a smile, but he had already accepted the request. Whether it was weird or not, he wouldn’t restrain his actions.

Why refuse a request for chocolate?

"If something exists, it must have a reason. The existence of reverse chocolate proves that it is acceptable. Besides, I can always give you a gift back next month."

Chiyo raised her hand to her face and waved it up and down, sending a gentle breeze carrying the scent of roses from the table to Shiraishizawa Hide's nose.

"Alright, alright, I'll give it to you then. But Fox, you've increased my workload, so I've decided to give you cotton candy as a White Day gift. Don't worry, President, you're definitely candy, I'll even buy you two bags!"

In Japan, there are specific customs and traditions surrounding how men reciprocate on White Day, with three main ways to respond:

If a guy also likes the girl, he can give her candy on the day of the interview to show that he likes her too. If he wants to politely reject her, he can give her a small bag of cookies to show that they are friends. If he really dislikes her, he can give her marshmallows to show his dislike.

The "gentle gaze experience card" has expired, and the familiar, unsmiling smile has reappeared on Chiyo's face, which actually makes Shiraishi Sawah find her more pleasing to the eye.

"Oh? Baby dog, I hope you cherish your last few days of life, or at least take good care of your stomach. After all, when making chocolate, it's forgivable if you accidentally add some deadly elements, right?"

"Is it your sincerity and love? I admit, these things are really fatal to me."

"It's potassium cyanide... Pfft~" Chiyo Ichiriki, who was about to continue spouting harsh words, was amused by Hideaki Shiraishi's shameless answer.

"Potassium cyanide is really not as deadly as love." His face was so serious that it made people want to laugh even more.

Seeing that Chiyo was still smiling, Shiraishi Sawa looked helplessly at Soga Kiriren:

"President, you certainly won't hold back your likes and love, right? Please be sure to add it to poison me."

"All." A simple word, a sweet love confession, accompanied by a girl's gentle smile, evokes feelings of affection.

"Sometimes I'm afraid it's all a dream, because many times, the happiness is too dreamlike. I'm afraid that when I wake up, the sky will be dark, the room will be silent, there will be nothing around me, and I'll open my phone full of hope, only to find there are no messages."

"Then come out of the room, and you'll see me preparing dinner for you in the kitchen." The scene of despair was instantly transformed into one filled with flowers because of this simple sentence.

The girl, who had stopped laughing, looked at him with an expression that said, "This is the real reality."

His smile was playful, yet it conveyed a sense of gentleness.

"I won't stay in the same room as Ichiru. I might just be going to the bathroom. Shiraishi, wait a moment and I'll lie back down next to you," Soga Kirei added after thinking for a moment.

“Look, it feels even more like a dream now,” Shiraishi Sawah exclaimed.

"Are you touched? Will you give me more cotton candy?" Chiyo smiled gently, neither confirming nor denying, and asked in return.

"Okay, okay, I got it. I won't give you marshmallows anymore. How about I give you some cookies that I baked myself?"

"Okay, let's be friends then." Shiraishi Sawa Hide used a coaxing tone when he said that last sentence, and Chiyo's response was the same.

"Never mind then, I suddenly feel bad. I'll just give all the candy to everyone. I'll also make a batch for you myself, and I'll add my love and affection to it."

"Others have their favorite chocolate, but you are one of their favorite chocolates, tsk tsk."

"My affection for you is like a burning star falling to the bottom of the sea and turning into coral, or like crushed white clouds circling the mountains and flowing into a great river."

"Have you already started using sweet talk to change the subject? Besides, listen to what you're saying, is there any logic to it?" Chiyo's smile was unfathomable, making it unclear whether she was referring to 'you guys' or the scene that followed.

"Yes, it's that dreamlike, unreal, yet intoxicatingly beautiful feeling. To put it more concretely, it's like the evening breeze embracing the moon and the waves kissing the rocks."

"whispering sound--"

With the heating on, the temperature inside the activity room continued to rise, creating a comfortable and pleasant environment where one could wait for the artificial flowers to wither.

Chapter 302 A Day Trip for Zhong Yutu

"Shiraishi, aren't you getting up for lunch?" Takanashi Yuko pushed open the door to her room. Sunlight streamed into the pillar of light around her, and fine dust motes drifted quietly, turning into golden dust in the halo of light.

What time is it?

It's 12:30.

"I'll eat later," Shiraishi Sawah said lazily, pulling the blanket that had been covering his mouth up to his neck, turning to the side, his eyes so small that it was impossible to tell whether they were closed or slightly squinted.

With a rare free weekend, plus the hard work of last night and the morning run, Shiraishi Sawah still wanted to sleep.

"Okay, then if the food gets cold later, you can heat it up yourself." Takanashi Yuko nodded, went into the room, and took off her clothes in front of Shiraishi Sawa.

The air was still chilly at noon, which caused some small bumps on my skin.

When he heard the movement of the clothes, Shiraishi Sawa was indeed slightly squinting.

The loungewear was taken off, but not for any particular purpose; the underwear quickly took its place.

Are you going out?

"Yes, I'm going to Sakura's house to teach her how to make chocolate, and I'll also make the portion I'm going to give to Shiraishi." Takanashi Yuuko, who was looking for her coat, replied with a smile.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll make you some reverse chocolate when I get up in a bit!" Shiraishi Sawa weakly clenched his fist and waved it to show his determination.

"It seems we're out of supplies at home. I'll go out and buy some for you now." After putting on her coat, Takanashi Yuuko suddenly clapped her hands and said.

"Let me see if the shops downstairs have any left. I think they had some yesterday."

"No need, the Kuramochi family's car is probably already downstairs at the apartment building, Yuuko, you go ahead, I'll go buy it myself later." Shiraishi Sawa waved his hand lazily.

"That's good, you've worked hard too, Shiraishi~"

"Yuko, what did you just say?" Shiraishi Sawah pretended not to hear, poking his cheek with his finger, his meaning clear.

"Thank you for your hard work~ Mmm." Takanashi Yuko smiled and walked to the bedside, leaning down to kiss Shiraishi Sawa Hide's cheek, but he turned his head without hesitation, so that their lips met.

"Then I'm leaving." After a long while, the silk thread could no longer be reconnected due to its excessive length. The girl, whose blush had not yet faded, said shyly, straightening her clothes.

"Go ahead." A satisfied Shiraishi Sawashu covered his face with the blanket to block out the light that was spilling in.

The room door closed, followed by the sound of the outside door closing. Inside the apartment, only the sounds of Mimi and the scratching post struggling outside the door remained.

--

At 2 p.m., the sun finally became strong, and the temperature rose slightly. After playing with Mimi for a while, Shiraishi Zexiu, dressed neatly, left the apartment.

In mid-February, the air on the streets of Tahara still carried a lingering chill. After rubbing his hands together and breathing on them, Shiraishi Sawa put his hands in his pockets, humming a tune as he headed towards the nearby supermarket.

Among the passersby, there were significantly more couples than usual, and the air was filled with a pinkish atmosphere, enough to make those who had been single for a long time hate the air today.

"I'm sorry, we've sold out of cocoa powder. We should be able to get some more tonight. Could you please come back later? I'm really sorry. Or you could try our finished chocolates; they all taste great."

In response to Shiraishi Zexiu's inquiry, the sales clerk said apologetically.

At the entrance of the supermarket, chocolates of various brands were scattered everywhere, and people were coming and going to choose them. Shiraishi Sawa even saw some working women in their twenties and thirties asking the sales clerk to bring them a whole row of chocolates.

It seems that the claim that 2% of Japan's annual chocolate sales are sold today is not unfounded.

"It's okay, I'll go look around somewhere else." Shiraishi Zexiu waved his hand dismissively, left the supermarket, opened the map, and searched for his next destination.

Since it was going to be done by hand, it had to be done with all its heart. If it weren't for the fact that there was no grinder at home, Shiraishi Sawah would have even planned to buy cocoa beans directly.

"Hello, do you still sell cocoa powder and other chocolate ingredients here?"

In a large supermarket he had never been to before, Shiraishi Sawahide walked directly up to the sales clerk and asked questions.

"Yes, the ones sold out at the entrance are right? The rest are on the shelves to the left at this intersection. There are plenty left, they definitely won't be sold out, they're all there."

"OK, thanks."

It turned out there were some right at the entrance. I hadn't looked closely since I just came in and they were all chocolates. But since I was already inside, Shiraishi Sawa walked toward the shelf he had just pointed to.

"Cocoa powder...I've got it. Cocoa butter...I've got it. Ugh, should I buy potassium cyanide or not?"

Before he even turned the corner, Shiraishi Sawa heard a girl's melodious voice, clear and melodious like the babbling of a stream in a canal.

Stopping in his tracks, Shiraishi Sawa slowly peeked out and looked at Ichiri Chiyo, who was holding a basket and browsing the shelves on her phone. The bag was full of chocolate ingredients.

Her slightly furrowed brows, her softly murmuring lips, her upright posture, and her alluring figure all speak to the concept of 'beauty'.

Unfortunately, the beauty still couldn't forget about the idea of ​​killing him.

"You absolutely can't buy potassium cyanide in supermarkets or regular pharmacies. You can try asking at chemical plants, but you'll probably be subjected to strict questioning."

As soon as Chiyo entered, she turned her head and looked at the half-exposed face. Beside the shelf, that face that she could never get tired of looking at was staring straight at her and smiling.

Unable to suppress it, Chiyo felt the corners of her mouth turn up as soon as she entered, her features relaxed, and her reflection in the boy's pupils made every cell in her body feel a sense of surprise.

It seems like supermarkets have changed.

It's like wanting to eat some street food but realizing you don't have any money. As you leave dejectedly with your hands in your pockets, you find some money you left behind from the last time you wore these pants.

Her expression was quickly brought under control. Chiyo gently tapped her smooth chin with her fingers and said with a troubled expression:

"That's right, it seems we can't buy it here anymore. We'll have to go back and ask our families for help."

"They'll need to ask for their help after they poison me, so you'd better mention it together. I think your aunt will put in a good word for me."

"No, if I tell you the reason, she will be the one who most wants to poison you. No, the second most likely, the one who most wants to kill you is still your father."

“What you said makes a lot of sense, and it’s even true. So, if we’re not going to be perfect, let Shiraishi Sawah go and stop being poisonous?” Shiraishi Sawah earnestly suggested as he walked up to Ichiyo.

"Then why bother making chocolate?"

"Speaking of which, why did you come to this supermarket, Baby Fox? Why don't you buy it at your local store?"

The location of this supermarket has absolutely nothing to do with the villa area of ​​Suginami Ward; in fact, it takes a long time to get there by taxi.

"Just so I could run into you." Raising an eyebrow, Chiyo looked at him with a smile and said.

"You're so amazing, you even foresaw this. I'm so touched." Shiraishi Zexiu wiped away non-existent tears.

"I'm staying at Nakaoto's place this weekend. I'll be making chocolates at home, but my mother will drive me crazy," Chiyo Ichiri said, revealing the truth.

"I see. Let's go then." Shiraishi Sawa skillfully took the materials, put them into Ichiyo's basket, and then took the basket from her, speaking as if he were the owner.

"Where are we going?" Chiyo asked with a mix of amusement and helplessness, but she followed behind him with a smile.

"Going home to make chocolate, where else would I go?" Shiraishi Sawa replied naturally, picking up some dried fruit along the way to decorate the chocolate.

--

"Your home looks rather ordinary." Following Chiyo into the room, Shiraishi Sawah looked around at the common furniture and decorations and commented.

"I'm not picky, and this place is quite comfortable." After changing into slippers, Chiyo turned to look at him, her gaze both calm and impatient, which she made particularly attractive.