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

“Kuramochi-san, you look beautiful today, like lava encasing snow-covered peaks,” Shiraishi Sawa said with a smile.

The girl was wearing the same business attire she wore that day in Aomori. Since he had seen it before, and given the initial shock of entering Chiyo, Shiraishi Sawa Hide was not particularly amazed—he had already been amazed.

But its good looks are still an undeniable fact.

Why can't you even come up with a different way to compliment someone? Kuramochi Sakura really wanted to grab the documents on the table and smash them onto that smiling, handsome face, but those documents were just too important.

So... she adjusted the position of the curtains, allowing the main table, which had been blocked from view, to be bathed in the intense sunlight.

This kind of revenge is actually quite cute.

Chiyo raised an eyebrow as she watched the boy squint in the sudden sunlight. She covered her eyes with her hand, took a few steps back into the shadows, and made no attempt to pull the curtains back closed for him.

"The sunlight is so warm and dazzling, just as comforting as Ms. Kuramochi." Lying in the sunlight, his bangs cast shadows on his face, and the bright space made him the protagonist of this moment.

"It's too late to praise me now." Undeterred by those words, Kuramochi Sakura returned to her seat.

"I'm not praising you, I'm just stating the facts. In fact, because words can't describe your beauty, I'm belittling you in a way, Kuramochi."

So the curtains were pulled back by Kuramochi Sakura, who was quite satisfied.

Chiyo, who had already returned to her seat, looked over curiously and said, "Baby dog, say a few bad things about me."

"You're a pig."

Amidst Kuramochi Sakura's laughter, the curtains were pulled back.

"You'll die of heat from Sakura's beauty," Chiyo Ichiyu said with a smile, her expression unchanged.

"Even though you are a venomous beauty, even if I know you are a trap, I can't stop my legs from moving towards you. This is really difficult."

“It’s no use. The moment you said ‘I’m a pig,’ you were already dead.” Chiyo said without changing her expression.

"Well, it seems I can only rely on the sunglasses in my drawer."

Shiraishi Sawah opened the drawer.

"..."

Shiraishi Sawa, who pulled out a pistol, had a stiff expression and his thoughts seemed to pause.

"Um, based on yesterday's initial learning, our project shouldn't involve anything dark, right? Has it already gotten this far? I want to go home and sleep now, is that okay?"

Kuramochi Sakura and Ichiri Chiyo exchanged a glance and simultaneously rubbed their foreheads.

"It can't be true. It's either my mother or it's a prank by Kuramochi's sister," Chiyo concluded.

"Really? Toy guns don't feel this heavy," after studying it for a while, Shiraishi Sawa finally removed the magazine and saw the plastic bullets inside.

"bump!"

The gunshot was soft, and the bullet was so powerful that it couldn't even move the nameplate by the slightest. The damage was almost zero, and Shiraishi Sawa was relieved.

However, after firing several shots at the two girls, his weapons were confiscated, and he was shot several times in the head.

"Let's get down to business," Kuramochi Sakura said, placing the gun in her drawer. "What I just showed you were the tasks assigned to our key personnel and the expected targets for each stage..."

"...We're going to have a big meeting this afternoon, like a mobilization meeting. We'll assign tasks to everyone according to this table. Each of us will be responsible for what we've been given, and we'll all be talking about it this afternoon. Is that alright?"

If Chiyo or Shiraishi feel stage fright, I can speak for you.

Kuramochi Sakura, in charge, begins to seriously assign tasks.

"No need, I'm not going to get intimidated by those people's stares," the girl, who had been the center of attention since childhood, said without a care in the world.

Shiraishizawa Hidenori eagerly approached Kuramochi Sakura with the documents, respectfully took them with both hands, and bowed to hand them to the girl.

"You should have said so earlier, Kuramochi-san! I'm counting on you for my share!"

Kuramochi Sakura and Ichiri Chiyo smiled at him, neither of them saying a word.

“I have social anxiety and get nervous easily. I tremble and foam at the mouth when people look at me,” Shiraishi Zexiu said with conviction.

“I misspoke just now. Chiyo can help, but you can’t,” Kuramochi Sakura said, making no attempt to take the document.

“I’m really looking forward to seeing you trembling and foaming at the mouth,” Chiyo Ichiryu said.

"Fine, facing you two heartless women, I can only embarrass myself." Shiraishi Zexiu returned to his seat 'disheartened'—and while he was at it, he drew the curtains, which was his real purpose.

A few minutes later, Shiraishi Sawa turned on the computer, and the roar of the computer broke the silence of everyone reading the documents.

"Looking up information?"

"No, let's make a PPT. It will make it easier for those people to understand. Do you need one? We still have plenty of time. I can make one for you too."

"When assigning tasks, it's best to do so without notes. Otherwise, subordinates who are meeting you for the first time may underestimate you. This is something we taught you a few weeks ago. Shiraishi, you should memorize these tasks first."

“I remember it very clearly. My memory is excellent, don’t worry.” Shiraishi Zexiu, who possessed the [Super Memory] ability, nodded with a smile. Every word of these documents, along with the important documents he had read yesterday, was now clearly etched in his mind.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I've already sent you the electronic version of the document." Chiyo Ichigo acted quickly.

"In that case, Shiraishi, could you help me with this too? I'll revise it for you after I've memorized it. I've been forced to create many PPTs. This is supposed to be a secretary's job, but unfortunately we don't seem to have one. Let's see if we can arrange a few when we get back."

"There's no need for that. Our top secretary, Shiraishi Sawa, is dedicated to serving everyone."

"You don't want the pretty secretary either?" Chiyo asked with a smile.

"No."

He really likes his current work environment. Even if there is one more person, Shiraishi Sawa would still feel that it would be better to have only three people.

"I don't need it. We can let Baby Dog handle things," Chiyo said naturally.

"also."

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"The PPT is very well done; it can be used directly without any modifications." Standing next to Shiraishi Sawa, Kuramochi Sakura nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the PPT on the screen.

She originally thought that since it was Shiraishi Sawa's first time doing this, there would be many problems.

"Add a few keywords here, highlight them in red and bold. If they can't do it, they'll be punished. Anyway, there are plenty of people who want to work here." Standing on the other side, Chiyo Ichiriki modified a few dots according to her wishes.

"No wonder they're true capitalists, they're ruthless." Amidst the two different scents, Shiraishi Zexiu typed furiously on the keyboard as instructed by them.

"OK." The interlacing of fingers made a few cracking sounds, and the rising left and right hands each hit a girl on the head. "Stretching is a subconscious action, you can't blame me for this."

Shiraishi Zexiu turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and said.

"I can't blame you, but your smug look right now makes me feel really annoyed." So Chiyo retaliated.

“If a bad woman hits me and I don’t, I’ll feel like I’ve lost out,” Kuramochi Sakura retorted.

He rubbed his neck, which had been tapped, and checked the time. It was just past two o'clock, and there was still an hour until the meeting at three o'clock.

All three are intelligent, with good memory and comprehension skills, so they are very efficient.

“Very good, on behalf of Kuramochi-san, I hereby announce that we are now entering the part that working people love most: slacking off.” Shiraishi Sawa Hide unhesitatingly took out his phone to browse TikTok, even playing it aloud.

"You've got one thing wrong," Chiyo said with a smile as she snatched the phone away from us. "Of the three of us, you're the only one who's an employee. Sakura and I are your direct bosses. Isn't it a bit too much for you to slack off in front of your bosses?"

"So that's your reason for taking my phone and using it?"

"I was just checking to see what kind of things you usually like."

"Let me see it too." Kuramochi Sakura pulled the phone down a little bit so that she could see the content on the screen more easily.

"Privacy, you know," Shiraishi Zexiu said helplessly, turning his head away, but he didn't seem inclined to take it back.

There is no privacy in front of capitalists.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Go open the door," Chiyo Ichigo said, kicking the chair leg of Shiraishi Sawa's chair. The two girls were too busy invading someone's privacy to do anything else.

“If I don’t go, what will happen to your mother or Mrs. Kuramochi? I can’t handle it.”

"Those two won't be coming today, so don't worry." Rolling her eyes, Chiyo urged as she entered the room, still knocking on the door.

"Sigh, I have such a low status."

"Hello, please come in."

Shiraishi Sawa walked to the door, feeling sorry for himself, and opened it.

A man who seemed somewhat unfamiliar, yet also appeared to have been met once before, stood at the door.

Chapter 313 presents a melodramatic spectacle for Little Rookie

The two men exchanged a bewildered look for a moment, then their expressions returned to normal.

I think I saw this guy in Aomori, was he Rumi Ushima who came with Kaga? Or was it Rumi or someone else? I don't remember very well.

"Hello, Mr. Shiraishi, I didn't expect to see you here. Are you here to accompany Ms. Kuramochi?" the other person asked politely, seemingly remembering who Shiraishi Sawa was.

"I suppose so, Ryūmi... hello, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to see Miss Ichiri. May I come in?" The other person smiled kindly, then looked into the room behind Shiraishi Sawa, searching for Ichiri Chiyo's figure.

?

Shiraishi Sawa's eyes narrowed dangerously before returning to normal in an instant; the change was fleeting.

"We're currently working and quite busy. Is there anything important you need?" Shiraishi Zexiu, standing at the door, held the door shut, neither opening it further nor making way for anyone.

This beast looks like a human, but he's obviously not a good person—in a short moment, in Shiraishi Sawa's mind, Ryūken Shouma had gone from an ordinary stranger to a beast.

The two girls paid no attention to the doorway, focusing intently on Shiraishi Sawa's phone. Fortunately, the volume was low, so it wasn't easily heard at the door; otherwise, Shiraishi Sawa's 'office' conversation would have been completely exposed.

"That's exactly why I've come. I have something to discuss with Miss Ichiru, to discuss in person," Ryūmi Kūma added as the last sentence.

"Please." Having no excuse at the moment, Shiraishi Sawa finally opened the door and stepped forward to the two girls.

"Miss Ichiyuri." Mizuki Hijima, who thought Shiraishi Sawa's table was Ichiyuri Chiyo's seat, stopped in front of the table and bowed respectfully.

Shiraishi Sawa's TikTok favorites are mostly comedy videos. After the two girls finished laughing, they finally had time to look at Narumi Hitoma.

"What is it?" The smile vanished instantly, and Chiyo looked at him with a calm expression.

"This is your first time handling matters in your family business, so there must be many unfamiliar tasks and methods to learn."

"Let's get straight to the point," Chiyo said impatiently. She still had many videos to watch. Meanwhile, Kuramochi Sakura, who was looking at her phone alone, suddenly exclaimed softly, "So cute!" which piqued Chiyo's curiosity.

"Here's the thing, my father recommended me to help you. I also asked President Ichiin beforehand, and he said that as long as you agree, I can temporarily step down from my current position and serve as your secretary to assist you during this project."

I've worked at the company for several years and have a wealth of experience; I should be able to help you.