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

"Where are mine?" After carefully scanning the shoe cabinet from top to bottom, Shiraishi Sawah couldn't find a single slipper.

“This house was never intended for anyone to come in; there was no preparation at all.” With a sigh, Chiyo entered the bathroom, took out a pair of slippers she wore for showering, off-white with a flower on them, and placed them in front of Shiraishi Sawa.

"You're being unfair. The basic requirement of being a guest is to give the best to the guest, right? I want the slippers you're wearing." After comparing them, Shiraishi Zexiu pointed to the slippers on the other person's feet and said.

"The premise is that I invited the guest myself, not someone like you. Whether you wear it or not, if you don't want to wear it, I'll put it back."

"Wear it, of course you're wearing it."

The suggestion to come to Ichiriki Chiyo's place, where Nakaoka was staying, was indeed made by Shiraishizawa Hide. The main reason for coming was to use the kitchen utensils that Ichiriki Chiyo had just bought, rather than out of curiosity.

"Your kitchen utensils are really new," Shiraishi Sawa said, opening the microwave, tearing off the protective film inside.

"These were all bought last week; the kitchen was almost empty before." Chiyo took the basket, took out the ingredients, and placed them on the dining table.

The first step in cooking is to watch a tutorial video.

Shiraishi Sawa looked at Ichiyo, whose chin was resting on the back of her own hand and whose eyes were intently focused on the phone on the stand. Her serious expression was somewhat uncharacteristically adorable.

"Temperature and time are very important, especially with my 1500W microwave oven..."

"Baby Fox, have you ever considered that someone might be able to teach her even better than she did?" After admiring the girl's pleasing appearance for several minutes, Shiraishi Sawa straightened his back and asked.

"Shut up."

“I really did better than her.”

"Sigh, who am I giving this to?" His glossy lips exhaled a warm breath mixed with a faint white mist, and Chiyo's gaze shifted from the screen to him.

"Isn't it me?" Shiraishi Zexiu's gaze shifted between the two.

"Since you know it's a gift for you, why would you ask me to teach you how to make it? I want to do it all by myself."

"Okay, I promise I'll keep quiet today." Shiraishi Zexiu made a zipping motion over his mouth with satisfaction, then got up and left the kitchen.

The room was decorated in a very simple style, without anything fancy. Shiraishi Sawa sneaked into the girl's boudoir, but found nothing interesting.

When I regretfully left, the sound of stirring could already be heard from the kitchen.

“I’ll shut up.” Shiraishi Sawa walked over and stood at the kitchen door, saying before Ichiyo could turn around.

"Good to know." The girl, who had left her phone propped up beside her, watched the video repeatedly and followed along with the actions shown in the video.

“I like sweets, you can add more.” Shiraishi Zexiu broke his promise to ‘shut up’ the very next second.

"Who cares what you eat?" Chiyo turned around and gave him a disdainful look, then moved the bowl with sugar out and continued to add sugar to it.

Is this enough?

"I think that's enough."

"Okay, that's enough to make you sick, shut up."

"Ok."

Her silhouette was enough to spark endless imagination; her waist-length hair swayed back and forth with the movements of her hands, and from time to time, a few wisps of fragrance mixed with a pleasant scent wafted out.

"You've prepared so much, are you making one for them too?"

"Shut up."

"Okay... but what shape are you planning to make? I just bought some molds, do you want to use them? But if the shape is strange, it will be difficult to package, but I don't care about that."

"Baby dog, do you even understand what the word 'shut up' really means?"

"I was actually using ventriloquism the whole time, you wouldn't believe it, would you?"

Chiyo turned her head and looked at Shiraishi Sawa, who was keeping his mouth tightly shut. She then used the stirring stick, which was covered in cocoa powder and milk, to lightly rub her neck—if she spoke again, she could die.

Shiraishi Zexiu nodded seriously, and under the girl's questioning gaze, he stepped forward, placed his hands on her shoulders, and began to massage her.

This is a new skill that Shiraishi Sawa has already mastered. When they are at the apartment, he and Takanashi Yuko will massage each other in their spare time.

She tugged at her clothes, then, once she was in the moment, she ignored him. The video was halfway through, so she pulled the progress bar back to where she left off and continued studying.

"Why does this look different from the video? It looks a bit crystalline. Is there something wrong with it?" Chiyo asked, her voice troubled as she frowned.

"Hmm?" Shiraishi Zexiu stopped the massage, leaned forward to dispel the air between them, tilted his head, and rested his chin on the girl's snow-white neck.

"Ugh... ugh, ugh, ugh! Ouch, that hurts." The boy who had been keeping quiet first pursed his lips and said something that earthlings couldn't understand, but then his stomach was elbowed by a girl who was sneering.

"Foxes are so hard to please. Even if you follow the 'shut up' principle, you still get this treatment."

"Say it."

"Add more milk, a little more cocoa butter, and keep stirring."

"Okay, shut up."

"You're really good at this kind of thing, killing the donkey after it has done its work." Rubbing his stomach, Shiraishi Zexiu went out and came back, bringing back his materials.

"A little later, I'll start making chocolate too."

"Can't you wait until I'm finished before you do it?" Chiyo asked in a cool voice as she moved the pots and pans to the left.

"That wouldn't be cozy, I don't think so. Let me tell you, a kitchen should have a warm, inviting atmosphere, especially when there are many people around..."

"Shut up."

"Ok."

"But speaking of which, Fox, what shape of chocolate do you want?"

"Shut up."

"OK, OK, although it's a bit difficult, I can still do it without any problem. So, your chocolate shape is a mouth, then close it and make a 'shh' sign, right?"

Shiraishi Sawa took out several molds and compared them carefully, seemingly studying how to arrange them into a shape.

“I kind of want to shove your head into this bowl.” Chiyo Ichiri showed Hideaki Shiraishizawa the nascent chocolate in the bowl.

"I want to emphasize here that violence is bad."

"Please, shut up."

"What shape do you want?"

“...Fox.” She gave up.

Chapter 303 is about many documents

February 14th, Monday, sunny, Valentine's Day.

A day when some are happy and some are sad, and some are happy and sad at the same time.

Various shops along the street also took advantage of this special holiday to launch many Valentine's Day activities and packages, standees of anime characters or celebrities, and couples holding hands and making intimate gestures.

"Really, I'm not bragging, but it's a good thing I was here. If you had come alone, Takanashi, you would have been exhausted by all this stuff."

On the way to the classroom, Shiraishi Sawa was carrying two large bags, his hands dangling at his sides, and he was walking with a slight sway.

The students passing by looked at him with some surprise, then squeezed their bodies against the wall or railing to pass through, like a roadblock.

"Thank goodness you were here, thank you for your hard work." Takanashi Yuko, who was also carrying things but much less than Shiraishi Sawa, used one hand to pat his shoulder.

With so many people, this is the only way to express 'thank you for your hard work'.

"You have so many friends."

Both bags were filled with chocolates that Yuko Takanashi had bought on Sunday to give to her friends.

"After I give them to everyone, they'll all be happy, right? Classmates and friends from clubs I've been in before. But don't worry, Shiraishi, I'll give them to all the boys except for my classmates. I haven't prepared any girls outside of class that you don't know."

Walking up to Shiraishi Sawa, the girl with a serene smile on her face, bathed in the morning light streaming into the corridor, looked as pure and beautiful as an angel.

"Very good, very sensible." With his right hand, which was gripping the bag, Shiraishi Sawa gave a thumbs-up with difficulty.

"Santa's here to bring warmth to everyone." Shiraishi Sawashu pushed open the back door of the classroom with his knee, walked in, placed two bags of chocolates on Takagi Ryo's desk closest to the door, shook his hand, and said.

The shockwave from the falling object made Takagi Ryo's hair stand on end.

"Chocolate? Shiraishi, you prepared this... Oh, it was Takanashi-san who prepared it, right?" Takagi Ryo leaned back, looked up at Shiraishi Sawa, and then changed his words after noticing Takanashi Yuko beside her.

"Of course, how could I possibly give you chocolates? I'd rather give them to the crows and pigeons on the street. If dogs could eat chocolates, I'd give them to them too. Don't just sit there, they're all the same style, no need to choose, come and get one."

“That’s true, Shiraishi would never give chocolates. Thank you, Takanashi-san.” Taking a bag of chocolates, Takeuchi Arisu bowed to Takanashi Yuko in thanks.

“Of course.” Shiraishi Sawah nodded in agreement, his shoulder bag containing four homemade chocolates.

"Don't be shy, these are all gifts you don't need to give back to. You don't need to spend any money next month either. If you give me gifts in return, it will only bother me." Takanashi Yuuko smiled and nodded, then handed out chocolates to the other students.

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On Monday's class meeting, Gennai Ichiro simply walked in with a smile and glanced around. He then told everyone to move around freely in the classroom, provided they didn't disturb other classes. Afterward, he took a few chocolates and left the classroom, leaving everyone to their own devices.

By the time halfway through the class, all the chocolates that were openly given to the class had finally been given out—after all, there were many other chocolates that were meant to express affection, but wouldn't be given out in this situation.

Because of classmates like Yuko Takanashi and Nana Hashimoto, there was no awkward situation where no one in the class had a single piece of chocolate.

However, the number of chocolates on each person's table still varied, and those who were more popular with the girls in the class naturally had more chocolates on their tables.

However, popularity is not the only criterion. There are also many handsome guys who are not popular with the girls in the class, such as Shiraishi Sawa.

There were many kinds of chocolates. The ones given to the whole class were mostly small pieces, except for the ones given by Yuko Takanashi who was very generous and gave large chunks. The others mostly received small pieces or small bags of chocolates—perhaps because they found the large bags really heavy.

Giving it only to close friends or family members would make it much more elegant.

He gathered all the chocolates, put them in the bag that Takanashi Yuuko had used to distribute the chocolates, and placed them next to his seat.

Turning his head, he saw Takeuchi Arisu touching all the chocolates, her expression even showing a hint of nervousness. Shiraishi Sawa asked curiously:

"Hey, Takeuchi, what are you doing?"

"pray."

What are you praying for?

"Do you think there might be classmates who, out of shyness, use 'friendship chocolate' as a protective shell, but actually, underneath it is their own handmade 'true love chocolate'?"

I was looking forward to opening them when I got home, and finding a note inside that read:

'Takeuchi-kun, I love you the most!'

"Blanching".

The last sentence was spoken by Arisu Takeuchi in the tone of a female character confessing her love in an anime, and her awkward and unnatural movements instantly made everyone in the vicinity laugh.