"A threat?" The girl, who should have been smiling and asking in return, spoke with an unusually weak voice, her throat a little sore.

"It is a plea, because I have no legitimate reason to do this, and this is the only way I can ask you and beg you."

"I'm so tired. Liking you is so tiring. Why didn't you confess to me earlier, the day after my birthday? Then none of this would have happened."

The distance between them, so far, seemed to be a cruel twist of fate, and the girl's voice betrayed her resentment.

"I'm sorry, please be with me. I love you, I really love you. I want to wake up with you by my side, go out and clean up the kitchen you've messed up, cook the food you want to eat, and go to the balcony to collect your clothes."

"Will you marry me?"

"No." Shiraishi Zexiu's voice trembled slightly. His heart was pounding wildly, making his body shake.

"Ok?"

"We were divorced, but we've gotten back together."

Will you get back together with me?

"Ah."

"I want to say yes." Chiyo raised her head again and looked at Shiraishi Sawa, both of them with sadness in their eyes.

No one pulled on the tie, but Shiraishi Sawa felt suffocated. Such words always had a "but." He subconsciously hugged her back tightly, wanting to merge into his own body so that they would never be separated.

"Then...why not say it?" He was a little afraid of what he was about to hear.

“But…” Her back was a little sore from being pressed, but Chiyo didn’t care. “I am the young lady of the Ichiri family.”

"You can't hide fire with paper, and there's no such thing as a secret that can't be kept. My mother likes you because she doesn't know that you also like Takanashi and Soga."

My father has never liked you from the beginning. The fact that he accepts you now is because he has realized that I cannot change my mind.

And once they find out about these things, our ending is destined to be a tragedy. You might even get killed by them in their anger. How can I say 'okay' to you like that?

I told you, this is something you'd have to face sooner or later, but why haven't you reacted at all?

Sadness welled up in her eyes, and Chiyo bit down hard on Shiraishi Sawa's neck.

"Would you say yes if...they accept it?"

Contrary to what Chiyo had expected, Shiraishi Sawa's voice trembled, yet was filled with excitement.

You have activated Super Memory.

"Uh-huh."

"You will stay with me."

"Ah."

"Stay with us."

"Ah."

"You will never leave me. You will appear when I miss you. You will openly and affectionately ask me to appear when you miss me."

"I don't act cute; I only command you to appear. And whether you miss me depends on my mood."

"Anything is fine, it doesn't matter!" Shiraishi Zexiu said hurriedly, then felt the two people's chests pounding and their arms tightening, so he quickly loosened his grip a little.

Chiyo rested her head on his shoulder again, feeling both tired and relieved. She let out a long sigh and softly asked:

"You're getting too excited. This isn't that simple. I can't think of any way to do it."

I'm so tired, I don't want to think about anything anymore. If you succeed in getting them to accept you, I'll be with you; if not, then so be it.

"Okay! No backing out! Pinky promise with me!" Shiraishi Zexiu stretched out his right hand and placed it beside hers, but in his panic, he couldn't find his little finger.

"Here." Chiyo, feeling both helpless and amused, hooked her arm around him. "I won't lie to you."

"What would you do?" she asked curiously. She had been troubled by this for a long time, and ever since she learned about Takanashi Yuuko's situation, she would think about it from time to time.

"I don't know the process, but I know the result. Trust me."

Shiraishi Sawa smiled brightly and met her gaze—he really did have a way, this was the information Chiyo had read.

"I believe you," the girl said softly, feeling her body trembling more and more violently. She chuckled and said, "Don't tremble."

"I wasn't shaking, it was just an earthquake." The trembling voice, the fanatical and excited expression, and the barely suppressed smile all spoke volumes about this yet another lie.

Shiraishi Sawa released the girl from his arms, letting her stand firm. He clenched his fists and repeatedly pounded the air, unable to restrain himself any longer. He rushed toward the private elevator.

Although Chiyo was puzzled, she still followed along.

"What are you doing here?" Chiyo asked as she entered the office where the three had previously worked.

Seeing that Shiraishi Sawa had closed the door, Ichiyo retreated to the corner and asked with a smile, "You haven't done it yet. What are you going to do? I'll call the police."

"Once you enter Chiyo! She's mine! She's mine! Yay!"

Like a naive child, Shiraishi Sawah leaped into the air after closing the door, shouting similar words at the same time.

The girl in the corner helplessly covered her face, but the sound that kept hitting her ears repeatedly made her body and heart feel hot.

She wondered how she could have fallen for such a foolish boy; she should have known better than to like him.

In the clear spring sky, white clouds drifted by, set against the azure backdrop; trams rumbled past distant stations, disappearing along the tracks into the jungle of skyscrapers.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting shadows that danced wildly. Birds flew past the window, but were startled by the sounds emanating from it and kept their distance.

"Hey, have you had enough? It's so noisy." Overwhelmed with sweetness, Chiyo interrupted, "Besides, you haven't even succeeded yet, so why are you acting like you've already done it?"

Shiraishi Sawa ran over and grabbed her legs and smooth back, lifting Chiyo Ichii into a princess carry amidst gasps of surprise, and happily spinning her around.

The initial discomfort quickly disappeared, and Chiyo instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. From this angle, he looked as handsome as ever.

Her heart, which had previously been unwilling to care about anything, suddenly began to yearn—she hoped that Shiraishi Sawa would succeed.

If she doesn't succeed, she might still soften her heart and try to create another opportunity—this is a fact she has just realized.

"I want to kiss and caress every part of your body, I want to shout this to the whole world, I can't wait to see what the future holds!"

As Shiraishi Sawa said this, he gently put Ichiri Chiyo down and simply hugged her.

Shiraishi Sawa used his long arms to bind the girl in front of him.

The soft hair felt so comfortable, the reddish ears were adorable, the slender neck was so white, the straight shoulders were so delicate, the rise and fall of her chest was so magnificent, and the slender waist was so perfectly curved.

Shiraishi Zexiu looked at the girl, inhaled her fragrance, listened to her helpless murmurs, and felt the softness of her body. He used all four senses.

Perhaps it doesn't matter if there is no "super memory". Shiraishi Sawa believes that these feelings have already been automatically placed in the deepest part of his memory, imprinted on his heart, and will never be forgotten.

"Alright, it's time to go back." Chiyo broke free from the embrace she cherished and pushed Shiraishi Sawa towards the door. "Who takes this long to go to the toilet? Mother and Sakura Rei will just add fuel to the fire."

“Yes, there was a time when I went to the toilet from the second semester to the third semester.” Shiraishi Zexiu then took her hand and walked towards the door.

“Let’s go on a picnic together when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom,” he said. “We’ll go together: you, me, Takanashi, Soga, and we can also invite Kuramochi Sakura.”

"Huh? Why?"

"Get your parents to accept us."

"I believe you." She answered irrelevantly, yet addressed something very important.

--

He once asked a question.

"System, how can we get Chiyo's parents to accept our relationship?"

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I can't afford it, but that's okay.

There was such a reward in a mission a long, long time ago.

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Chapter 323 The fragrance of cherry blossoms lingers between the lips and teeth.

Moonlight streamed into the room like water, nestling beside the boy, whose open eyes shone brightly.

The ceiling was dyed a dark blue, and the girl beside him was fast asleep, hugging one of his arms, while Shiraishi Sawa Hide couldn't help but reveal a silly smile.

He tried not to think about it, but he simply couldn't.

It's like when I was in second grade, it was the first time I knew what a spring outing was, and I was going the next day, so I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Or perhaps it was in junior high school, when I found out I was paired with the girl I liked on a school field trip. What would happen then? — I lay in bed, lost in my daydreams amidst the fervor of excitement.

I thought I would never experience this in my life, but now it seems that's the case. Anyway, I can't sleep.

--

March 26th, Saturday, spring is in full bloom, the day the Tokyo Meteorological Observatory predicted Tokyo's cherry blossoms would be in full bloom.

Shiraishi Sawa, who hadn't slept all night, didn't go for his morning run. Instead, he went to the bathroom to wash his hair and take a shower—even though he had already showered the night before.

But my hair always gets messy after sleeping, and my body always gets dusty after showering.

"Yuko, can you help me with my makeup? My dark circles are so bad." Shiraishi Sawa, who had just come out of the shower, saw that Takanashi Yuko was awake and pointed to his lower eyelids, saying with a troubled expression.

"Zexiu...you didn't sleep all night, did you?" Takanashi Yuko stepped forward and touched the obvious dark circles under his eyes, saying with concern.

Like a kindergarten teacher, with a gentle voice and eyes as soft as water.

"Why don't you go back to sleep for a while? There's still time."

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