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

Chiyo walked through the carpeted corridor to the door, took out a mirror and lipstick, and touched up her makeup briefly.

Kuramochi Sakura, who was walking beside her, glanced at her disdainfully, and then did the same.

The two bodyguards at the door stared straight ahead without moving their bodies or heads. When the two young ladies approached, they mechanically and respectfully opened the door.

If Shiraishi Sawah were to encounter Ryuma again, he could clap his hands and have his bodyguards drag him out.

The office was empty, the curtains were completely drawn, making it somewhat dim. The shadow of a glass bottle and a flower was visible; the flower was wilted and drooping softly, casting its shadow on the curtains. It must have been the iris that had been placed on the windowsill yesterday.

There were still three main tables, but the biggest difference was that the files on one of the main tables were piled up so high that even if someone were lying there now, they wouldn't be able to be seen at all.

The two girls exchanged a glance and subconsciously found it amusing.

However, they didn't really intend for Shiraishi Zexiu to handle everything by himself—yesterday they gave him all the things they could see in advance for the week, some of which were useless even before his subordinates had given him feedback.

"Let's take some back, but not all of it. He likes to act like a boss, so he has to pay a price," Chiyo said with a smile.

"I don't care, as long as this scum suffers." Kuramochi Sakura snorted coldly, seemingly filled with resentment.

"Sakura, why are you so resentful?" Chiyo looked over curiously. "Shouldn't the most depressed people be me and them? Never mind, Takanashi doesn't count, it's just me and Soga."

"Hmph! Can't I vent Yuuko's resentment?" Or rather, the source of the resentment was the frustration of not being qualified to vent it.

After exchanging a few jokes, the two walked to Shiraishi Zexiu's desk, ready to take some documents and begin their work for the day.

It turns out this place wasn't deserted after all.

Among the two piles of documents, there was indeed a person lying there, their warm breath hitting the corners of the pages, the sound trembling constantly, only audible when you got close.

Shiraishi Zexiu rested his face on his arms, his profile, without uttering a word, was as exquisite as a prince from a fairy tale. His bangs drooped down due to gravity, covering one eye and revealing his smooth temple, where one could even see the faint veins.

He's an absolute beauty, radiating charm even when he's not fully conscious.

Stopping Kuramochi Sakura from waking him, Chiyo's voice unconsciously lowered considerably:

"Let him sleep. It's not too late to wake him up when it's time for his official work shift."

"He's just giving up on himself!" With her hand grabbed, Kuramochi Sakura gave up on her idea of ​​taking the opportunity to pull Shiraishi Sawa's face, and said with a pout, "He must have seen that there are still so many tasks to be done and he doesn't want to do them anymore."

Chiyo smiled and said, "Ichiro, you can't deny it."

Kuramochi Sakura found the documents she had delivered yesterday, retrieved most of them, and returned to her seat.

I randomly flipped through it and ended up at the very end, because there was a sticky note lying there, blocking my way:

"Marginal benefits keep decreasing. If we require a rate of return greater than 50%, I've calculated that an investment of less than 2.1 million in the site is reasonable (I'm sure I've calculated it correctly)."

If the target is low, and the return is 10%..."

The note explained Shiraishi Sawa's understanding in detail, and how he would check his own judgment to see if he was sure after giving his assessment.

Kuramochi Sakura looked up at the still-sleeping boy and turned to the next page.

The same is true.

Upon entering, Chiyo saw a new iris on her desk, next to which was a 5,000 yen fine, with a note stuck to it:

"I have a receipt, can I get reimbursed?"

"It's okay if you don't reimburse me, but Fox, please use your connections to get my criminal record removed. That uncle has reached his limit and he's threatening to blacklist me!"

—Bai Shizexiu, a law-abiding citizen.

She covered her mouth and chuckled silently. Chiyo, too, opened the processed documents.

--

He opened his eyes, pondered life, and three seconds later, Shiraishi Sawa recalled 'Who am I?', 'Where am I?', and 'What am I doing?'

The room remained dim, with only faint sunlight filtering through the curtains, barely illuminating the area around the French windows.

"What time is it? Why haven't these two arrived yet? Luckily, I'm here. It's their honor to have met me."

“At 1:47, you’ve already slept for seventeen minutes during your work hours,” one of the two replied.

"Did you say anything bad about us behind our backs?" another person asked.

"Did I just speak? Sorry, I must have been sleepwalking, I was talking in my sleep, sorry." Shiraishi Zexiu stood up, but almost lost his balance because his feet and hands were numb at the same time, and he stumbled.

In the slightly dim space, the two girls' computer screens glowed with a soft light, illuminating their beautiful faces—this time, there really was a pair of 'double' beautiful faces.

Shaking his hands and standing for a while until his legs could walk again, Shiraishi Sawa walked to the button and turned on the office light. The bright light was even a little dazzling for a moment.

"Please forgive me for sleeping for seventeen minutes during work hours. I'm someone who works seventeen hours after get off work. Even capitalists wouldn't rush me."

He rubbed his face to clear his head, Shiraishi Zexiu said.

"Have you dealt with all the files I randomly threw at you yesterday?" Kuramochi Sakura looked up from the computer and turned to Shiraishi Sawa.

"Damn, so you guys knew it was just littering. I was just saying there were a lot of documents that the lower groups hadn't submitted their research and analysis results. What should we do?"

It made me waste a lot of time reading all that introductory material, so later when I was processing documents, I would first look at the end requirements, which wasted a lot of time.

He then waved the now-thin file in his hand and continued:

"It's not all done yet, there's not enough time. I've finished everything, Kuramochi, you only have these left."

"I gave it to you first yesterday, but you looked at that bad woman first? Do you even respect me as the real leader?"

"No... I didn't mean any favoritism. Didn't Fox say yesterday that it would be finished by this afternoon? Kuramochi, you didn't mention a time, so naturally we'll postpone it a little. Besides, it'll be quick anyway. It can be finished within an hour."

"Hmph!" Kuramochi Sakura, having grasped the strange key point, snorted softly and nodded in acceptance of this explanation.

"How long have you been watching? What time did you arrive today?" Chiyo asked curiously.

"Is this a problem that can be solved in a day?" Shiraishi Zexiu's voice was heartbreaking. "Do you know how I've gotten through these past twenty hours, Fox! I thought that coming here to help you guys would mean becoming a big boss with you, the three of us working together in our spare time, but this is what happened!"

I was afraid I'd lose or crumple these documents if I took them with me, so I took pictures of most of them and will look at them slowly when I get back. I arrived here at 5:30 this morning. Luckily, the security guard in this building recognizes me, otherwise I would have had to wake you up.

And so I've been watching from that point until now. Because of this, I've become 1000 degrees nearsighted, my brain is exhausted, my cerebellum has atrophied, and my soul has dissipated..."

"Get to the point," the girl interrupted his sob story, her expression somewhat strange.

"I won't get better without a lap pillow, and I can't read documents anymore."

"Sometimes I feel ashamed that I can completely understand you and resonate with your soul, because I actually guessed that you would give this answer just now." Chiyo covered her face with her hands and sighed, her expression helpless yet somewhat proud.

"You're like a single-celled paramecium, able to see right through things."

“‘It doesn’t have to be a paramecium; there are many kinds of insects to choose from, such as mosquitoes, flies, and moths,’ said entomologist Nabil Gamma. So please call me the moth that would rather fly into the fire for a lap pillow.”

"I don't care if you're moths or paramecia, but this is working hours, can't you work quietly?" Kuramochi Sakura took out a pistol, but missed, only hitting the corner of the table.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone point a gun at me and make me work. I, Shiraishi Zexiu, have always been someone who's afraid of the strong but only the weak. I'll fall for your tricks." With the bravest tone, he finished his most cowardly words and threw himself into the documents.

"There's no work to do, and nobody comes to report to us. I'm so bored. Yinglian, you're the same. Why don't we chat together?"

Chiyo rested her chin on one hand, while the other hand's slender fingers rhythmically tapped the table, producing a continuous clicking sound.

After burying himself in the documents for three seconds, Shiraishi Sawa mechanically raised his head.

"What are your computers doing right now?" he asked tentatively.

"Watching a show." This is Kuramochi Sakurai saying, wearing headphones.

"Candy Crush." ​​This is Chiyo Ichiriki staring at the screen with a bored expression.

"..." Silence is golden.

"What about your...work...?" he asked with difficulty.

There was no reply, yet it seemed like everything was answered.

"Who knew you'd be so silly as to finish reading it so quickly? It's all your fault; you took care of all the work that could have been done ahead of schedule for this project."

"Baby Dog, what you just said is actually quite right. Spreading these tasks across the entire project cycle is indeed a way to steal moments of busyness." The girl countered.

"I do have some left, but they're all with you. I see you seem quite interested, so I won't compete with you for them," Kuramochi Sakura said innocently.

"To resolve these issues... I haven't even looked at a single one of my own files yet..."

The world where only Shiraishi Sawa Hide is injured has been achieved.

"You've worked hard." "Thank you."

Words that contained more schadenfreude than gratitude were like salt being rubbed into Shiraishi Sawa's wounds.

--

"Is another 200,000 yen enough?" Kuramochi Sakura asked the respectful employee in front of her.

“Not necessarily, if…” The subordinate clearly didn’t expect such a number. He looked up at the girl and hesitated before speaking.

"We provided a reasonable amount of funding based on the report you gave us, after deducting some completely unnecessary expenses. You said some materials have increased in price, fine, we'll give you another 200,000 yen, that's more than enough."

Shiraishi Sawa said from the side, "This person has been talking for a long time, which is affecting his thinking."

"But these are all necessary expenses; without them, we cannot continue. Two hundred thousand might not be enough."

"But do we have to take taxis to get around? Oh, the kind that we take five or six times a day." Chiyo Ichii pulled up the budget report uploaded by the group on her computer and said with a sneer.

"This...this is to complete the task more efficiently."

"What's wrong with you? You're so subservient to your superiors, agreeing to any difficult task and then swallowing it all, at most cursing them a hundred times behind their backs."

How come you get so tough just because the three of us are barely adults... and there's even a minor high school student among us?

His thoughts were interrupted and he couldn't immediately reconnect. Shiraishi Zexiu looked at him with a smile and took out his phone.

“You know perfectly well whether there are any completely unnecessary expenditures in your expense report. If you insist on raising prices, then replace them with affordable alternatives. Two hundred thousand is not our bottom line, but our upper limit. If there's nothing else, then go down.”

The smile on his face faded, gradually turning into indifference, and the oppressive feeling in the room intensified.

"Yes."

"Oh, right, if you don't complete the task, it will be deducted from your performance bonus this month."

"Yes!"

“As expected, they think we’re easy to bully just because we’re young and beautiful. We have to be ruthless.” After the door closed, Shiraishi Sawa said, “Kuramochi, why are you looking at me like that?”

Kuramochi Sakura's eyes were filled with resentment and helplessness.

“I originally planned to use him to establish my authority, but he kept taking advantage of my kindness. I refused to give him a single cent of the 200,000 and even gave him a scolding. Now look what happened, you actually gave it to him.”

"..." Chiyo Ichii suppressed a laugh as she watched Shiraishi Sawa Hide fall silent.

"Please see if you can save up this 200,000 yen yourself, Mr. Shiraishi."