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

Even with his eyes open, Shiraishi Sawa could clearly feel the softness and warmth of the girl's skin, and he could hardly believe it was real.

Soga Kirei curled up in Shiraishi Sawa's arms, holding one of Shiraishi Sawa's hands in her own. With a slight movement of her fingertips, she could touch that face with its extremely infrequent expressions.

This is true, this is really true.

After taking thirty breaths, Shiraishi Sawa finally confirmed the situation.

Emotions may be complex, but the present moment is what matters. He shifted his body slightly forward, and with the hand that wasn't being held, he reached over the girl's rounded shoulder and stroked her smooth back.

It was early—because he was not used to sleeping in the same bed as Shiraishi Sawa was also a little sleepy, but he had no intention of sleeping. He looked down and gazed at everything about the girl, at every place that had been kissed and touched, and he would deliberately avoid breathing on her body and waking her up.

"This is mine," Shiraishi Sawah would think.

--

The butterfly's wings trembled rapidly as it kissed the windowpane, seemingly announcing the arrival of spring, before flying away again.

Her eyelashes resembled the wings of a butterfly, and Suwo Wulian gradually awoke from her dream.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a boy staring straight at me with a carefree smile on his lips and slightly curved eyes—just looking at him was a pleasure.

Her eyes were like the misty lake water in the morning, hazy and dreamy; his eyes were like the night sky, deep and captivating.

"This is not a dream." Soga Kirei's tone made it difficult to tell whether it was a question or a statement.

"I wasn't sure at first, but I spent three hours proving that this wasn't a dream." Shiraishi Sawa, who had been awake for so long, smiled and confirmed the fact.

"Mmm." No longer restrained by the hand she was holding, the first thing Suwo Wulian did upon waking was to move closer to the other person, head, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, calves, trying to get closer to every part of her body until they touched.

Body heat was transferred between the two, and Soga Kirei could feel everything about the other person, including joy.

"Hmm~" Soga Kiri shook her head as she twisted her body to hold the energetic Shiraishi Sawa Hide. "No, it hurt a lot last night."

Although he was exasperated by her insistence on holding him tightly despite her "no," Shiraishi Sawa affectionately patted the back of her head, which was resting against his collarbone, and nodded through her black hair.

"Okay, okay, no, no."

The hot breath exhaled from her nose clearly hit the junction of her neck and shoulders. Soga Kirei opened her mouth and bit down on the piece of flesh in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Initially thinking it was just a prank bite, Shiraishi Sawa asked with a smile after seeing that Soga Kirei had been biting for almost a minute and her shoulder was slightly sore. He patted her bottom.

Soga Kirei raised her head and met the gaze of Shiraishi Sawa, who was looking over. She pouted in dissatisfaction with the other's actions.

She reached out and slapped him, then wondered why the boy's butt was so hard.

Shiraishi Sawa reached out and touched the spot where he had just been bitten; the clear teeth marks were deeply embedded in his skin—it seemed the other person had bitten him very hard.

"I was wrong." Although he didn't know what he had done wrong—or rather, he had done too many wrong things to figure out which one it was—Shiraishi Sawah felt that Soga Kirei had bitten him because he had done something wrong.

"What did I do wrong?" The girl tilted her head and asked the classic question—even though she really didn't know.

"The problem is that the flesh on your neck is too tough, making it so difficult for you to bite off a piece. Do you want some? If you do, I'll cut a piece off for you later." Shiraishi Zexiu lowered his head, nose to nose, and said with a smile.

Sensing his gaze following her, Suga Wulian pulled the blanket down to cover her collarbone, but he pulled it back up again. After several repetitions, the girl gave up trying to stop him.

"I didn't want to eat your flesh."

"Then why did you bite me just now?"

"I didn't bite you."

“Mist Lotus, don’t lie through your teeth,” Shiraishi Zexiu said, clutching the teeth marks on his neck, his face full of disbelief. “Such a big teeth mark is proof. Even if Sherlock Holmes and Detective Conan came, it would be irrefutable evidence.”

"I'm growing strawberries, but it doesn't seem to be quite what I imagined." Suga Kirei's eyes were filled with doubt and confusion.

Aside from the teeth marks being reddish due to their depth, the middle part doesn't seem to change color at all, which is strange.

After a brief silence, Shiraishi Sawa pulled Soga Kirei into his arms, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha..." He tried to restrain himself, but to no avail, and his joyful laughter filled the entire room.

"What are you laughing at?"

Stop laughing.

"Don't laugh." The girl in his arms couldn't help but punch him, which stopped her laughter.

Shiraishi Sawa looked at the lovely girl, got up and leaned against the headboard, then grasped her slender waist with both hands, and with a little effort, lifted her up and placed her on his body.

The blanket slipped off her shoulders, and Soga Kirei instinctively hugged her chest to block the spring sunlight. She sat on Shiraishi Sawa's clearly defined abdomen, looking at Shiraishi Sawa's aggressive and smiling gaze.

The girl spoke in a pitiful, soft voice, her eyes glistening with tears:

"Can you do it better next time? I'm still a little sore, okay?"

The smile that had been barely suppressed almost burst forth again. Shiraishi Sawa nodded with a smile, then reached out his right hand to pull aside Soga Kiri's loose black hair, revealing her shoulders and snow-white neck.

"That's how strawberries are grown."

With a gentle pull, Soga Kirei leaned against him, tilting her head to look at his skin, so white that the veins were faintly visible. Shiraishi Sawa thought that if vampires existed in the world, their lifelong desire would be a neck like this.

Right now, I'm that vampire.

Feeling the suction from her neck, Suga Kirei finally understood the process of the so-called "strawberry." Looking at the white wall and the warm skin, her mind, filled with happiness, wandered off.

There was no need for that. Soga Kirei lowered her hands from her chest, allowing the warmth and happiness to spread over a wider area. She wrapped her arms around Shiraishi Zexiu's neck and pressed the back of his head.

This is mine, and Soga Kirei would think so too.

--

Soga Kirei relentlessly punched Shiraishi Sawa, who could only silently endure the blows, a guilty look on his face.

Didn't we agree on a next time? How did I end up listening to this person's nonsense again? But thankfully, it didn't hurt as much as last night.

Soga Kirei folded and put away the bloodstained blanket that she had left aside last night, preparing to take it with her.

The sun was high in the sky, already ten o'clock—both of them had actually woken up very early.

Soga Kirei went to the bathroom to take a shower, intending to wash those things away.

Shiraishizawa Hide, lying on the bed like a wise man, suddenly remembered his original plan for the day—to go to the company for training—and quickly grabbed his phone.

The bombardment of news continued for a long time, starting at eight o'clock. Shiraishi Sawa suspected that Chiyo would go into a berserk state once she entered the city.

"Where are you? If you're dead, I hope you live; if you're alive, you might as well be dead."

"If you put it that way, I might as well be half-dead," Shiraishi Sawa replied.

"This has been going on for a long time, where are you?"

"The situation has changed. I might not be able to make it today, but I'll definitely go tomorrow. It'll be the same as before. Let me see your notes."

It's not realistic to rush over in the afternoon. In any case, I have to spend today with Soga Kirei.

"?reason."

“Suwo.” After thinking for a moment, he realized that he could indeed lie, and there were many reasons to lie, but Shiraishi Zexiu did not want to deceive her.

The lack of an immediate reply shattered much of the dreamlike happiness, and Shiraishi Sawa felt that every second was torture.

"If you don't show up tomorrow, I'll consider you dead." Fortunately, not long after, ten seconds later, the message popped up on Shiraishi Sawa's screen.

"No problem! Even if I get into a car accident, I'll definitely bring a stretcher and lie next to you!"

"You'd better not get into a car accident, or hurt your hands or brain while you're processing these documents for me." Chiyo was very concerned about Shiraishizawa Hide's hands.

"What about the injured leg?"

"Get hurt, it doesn't matter how many times you get hurt."

"Fox, you have no heart."

"It was eaten by a dog, I definitely didn't."

“Okay, I’ll definitely be there on time tomorrow, and I’ll even be earlier than you!” Shiraishi Zexiu replied.

"Then I'll be there at six o'clock."

"I am 5:59."

"I am 5:58."

"I am 5:57."

"......"

We kept talking back and forth until Shiraishi Sawa said he would arrive at 5:37, at which point the other person finally stopped lowering the time.

"My break time is over, and I don't have time to play boring games with you anymore. So please come at 5:37 tomorrow."

"See you in thirty-eight minutes."

--

When Soga Muren emerged, her eyes held an even more resentful look.

"Shiraishi!" His voice, which rarely fluctuated, rose unusually high.

"Wh...what's wrong?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked, his head peeking out from under the bed, blinking frantically.

"Why did you plant them all here? And so many of them, one here and one there, it doesn't look good." Suwo Wulian pointed to her chest, where the curves that no one knew about were now covered in mottled marks.

At that time, my mind was blank. I didn't know what Shiraishi Sawa was doing. I just blindly obeyed him, and as a result, I became a strawberry field.

"There are many blood vessels in the neck, so it's not suitable. Besides, it's easy for people to see it on the neck. Your aunt will definitely sigh in front of you when she sees it," Shiraishi Zexiu said weakly, blinking innocently.

She then pulled back the blanket and pointed to her collarbone, revealing the mottled patches there. "Besides, you've planted just as many mist lotuses, haven't you? My whole place is covered in them too."

The principle behind strawberry sucking is that sucking causes local capillaries to bleed and turn red, forming the shape of a strawberry. The risk is very, very small, but there is a possibility that the blood vessels could burst (it's hard to understand how strong this could be) and be fatal.

Seeing her work, Soga Kirei lowered her head and began to straighten her clothes, no longer speaking.

"If you think asymmetry doesn't look good, how about I plant something symmetrical for you right now? I can make it symmetrical, either axially symmetrical or centrally symmetrical, trust me," Shiraishi Zexiu asked enthusiastically.

A pillow flew and hit him on the head, that was Soga Kirei's response.

"Go take a shower, I'm hungry, let's go eat."

"Ok."

--

The hotel provides breakfast—but it would be too much to ask if they were still serving it at 11:00 AM, so we checked out and left the hotel.

"Where am I?" Because he was in such a daze when he arrived last night, Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't even know where he was.

"Still in Shinagawa." Soga Kiriren took out her phone, opened a review app, and started looking for shops nearby.