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

"call out!"

Catching the notebook that was tossed to him, Shiraishi Sawa smiled and moved another chair to sit next to Kuramochi Sakura.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Is there a problem with the reward and punishment system you just mentioned? Did something go wrong during the trial period?"

Seeing Shiraishi Sawah's expression change from playful to feigned seriousness, Kuramochi Sakura took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to lighten the blush on her face.

"Yes, what Qi Chuan told me was..."

(To be continued)

Chapter 327 Extra: What if he were the childhood sweetheart of a girl who never loses a battle?

【IF line】

"Zexiu! Help! Zexiu!" With a panicked expression, Kuramochi Sakura rushed in from the doorway, shouting loudly.

One shoe was missing, and beneath the white, semi-transparent stockings, the rounded toes twitched restlessly.

"What's wrong, my young lady?" Shiraishi Sawa, who was finishing the study tasks that Kuramochi Mika had assigned her, looked up with a smile and asked.

"It's Chiyo, Chiyo! She can't take this! She scared me with a snake!" Kuramochi Sakura walked behind Shiraishi Sawa's chair, placed her hands on his shoulders, and looked up uneasily at the door.

Good evening, Shiraishi-kun.

As expected, Chiyo appeared at the doorway with her ever-present kind smile on her face. After entering, she looked around:

"Where's Sakura? Here she is! Sakura, what are you doing? I just wanted to introduce you to my new friend. Come and say hello to it." Chiyo pulled out her right hand from behind her back, revealing a live corn snake coiled between her fingers.

The little yellow snake curiously looked up and around, its tongue constantly flicking out and retracting from its mouth.

Shiraishi Sawa chuckled. No wonder Sakura was so frightened. Although it was non-venomous and tiny, it was still a living snake.

"Take it and leave my house right now!" The girl, who had poked her head out halfway, immediately crouched down again the moment the snake appeared, but she gripped Shiraishi Sawa's shoulder even tighter.

"Zexiu, get this wicked woman out of here!"

Shiraishi Sawa smiled, stood up, and patted the girl's head to calm her trembling body. Kuramochi Sakura obediently hid behind him again.

“Miss Ichiru, Sakura is really afraid of snakes. She went a little too far. Why don’t we put it away for now?”

"Did you know that Winter Melon Sauce stuffed a whole bunch of insect specimens in my classroom drawer, Shiraishi-kun?" Chiyo Ichii said with a smile.

Shiraishi Sawa chuckled softly, turning to look at the girl who was holding him. Kuramochi Sakura buried her head in Shiraishi Sawa's silk clothes, completely obscuring her face.

It seems it's true.

"Now I know."

"Do you still think I've gone too far, Shiraishi-kun?"

"Um, no... Ouch—" The soft flesh around his waist was twisted together by something strange, and Shiraishi Sawah gritted his teeth and changed his mind, "But I don't think this is appropriate, no, no, let's not do this."

"Alright, it seems she's learned her lesson. Winter Melon Sauce, I'll keep taking care of Little Yellow. As the saying goes, a friend of a friend is a friend too, so you two should get along well."

"I don't consider you my friend anymore!" Kuramochi Sakura's sullen voice came from behind.

"Alright, time to go home." Chiyo, satisfied, casually placed the snake on her shoulder, clapped her hands, and prepared to leave. But as she stepped out of the room, she turned back to look at Shiraishi Sawa.

"By the way, Mr. Shiraishi, we're having a tea party at home the day after tomorrow afternoon. Would you like to come? My mother would really appreciate it if you could come."

"If there's nothing else, I can..." Shiraishi Sawa was about to agree.

"Something's wrong!" Sensing danger, Kuramochi Sakura suddenly looked up and shouted. Seeing that both of them were looking at her, and that she hadn't come up with an excuse yet, she could only stammer out:

"Zexiu has already promised me... um... he'll come with me to... um... the zoo, it'll take a whole day! So he's busy."

"It's okay, it's still open at night, so it's fine to come at night."

"He has something to do! He... he has to do the homework that his mother gives him every day! So he doesn't have time."

"I can talk to Sister Jianhua about it."

"Even if this is it, he still wants it..." Kuramochi Sakura's voice grew softer and softer until she finally fell silent.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ichiryu, I've realized that I'll probably be very busy the day after tomorrow. I have to work on the zoo, my homework, and the things that Sakura Rei hasn't finished writing yet, so I really won't have any free time." Shiraishi Sawa Hide bowed elegantly in apology.

"Well, it seems there's no chance." Chiyo nodded, slightly disappointed, but said nothing more and left.

"What do you mean it's not well-done, Ze Xiu!" Kuramochi Sakura, her face flushed, smacked Shiraishi Ze Xiu hard on the waist. "Can't you say something else?!"

"Yes, I should have said we were going to the zoo tonight."

"Ah—! I'm ignoring you!" Kuramochi Sakura turned her back arrogantly, looking like she was saying, 'I'll talk if you don't coax me.'

"Please pay attention to me, please pay attention to me, I was wrong, I was wrong." Shiraishi Sawa stood behind Kuramochi Sakura, pinching and kneading the girl's delicate cheeks with both hands, then resting his chin on the top of her head and turning his head to mess up her hair.

"Is this how you apologize? How can you say that?" The girl's voice was a little unclear because of the big hand's antics.

"Then just tell me whether you've forgiven me or not, my lady."

"Hmph, reluctantly." She wasn't angry at all, and she genuinely enjoyed it; it felt very intimate.

"Alright, I'm going to continue my homework now. You can work on a new plan to attack Miss Ichiru over there. I really hope that one day you can come back with a smile and proudly say that you won."

Shiraishi Sawa pulled Kuramochi Sakura to sit down, teasing her.

"One day!" the battle-hardened girl declared, head held high.

"Keep it up!" Shiraishi Zexiu pressed his thumb against her forehead. "If you do, I'll give you a little red flower."

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old, Zexiu? I'm clearly older than you!"

"Let's go out and ask passersby who we look older than? Do you remember when you were mistaken for a middle school student?"

After a few seconds of no response, Shiraishi Sawa turned his head and suddenly saw Kuramochi Sakura lying on the table with a sad expression on her face.

"What's wrong, Kuramochi-neechan? Are you really unhappy? Zexiu-niechan sincerely apologizes to you. I declare that you are my sister for life."

“I’ve always been older than you,” Kuramochi Sakura said, pursing her lips.

"Okay, sister, give me a smile?" Shiraishi Zexiu pinched her chin, forcibly lifting her head off the table, and leaned closer to say.

The setting sun had somehow appeared outside and landed on the girl's face in an instant.

Before her heart could constrict to the point of being unable to breathe, Kuramochi Sakura removed his hand and looked back at the table.

"I feel like I can never beat Chiyo, that wicked woman. She's taller than me, has a better figure than me, is smarter than me, and is great at sports... She seems to be better than me in every way."

His voice was so low it was almost a murmur, and Shiraishi Sawa listened attentively. Even when Kuramochi Sakura stopped talking, he didn't say anything.

"Zexiu".

"I'm here."

"Chiyo likes you too."

"I see."

What do you think of Chiyo?

"Before answering that question, I'm curious about something."

"Ok?"

"'Chiyo also likes you,' Sakura Rei, who else does the word 'also' represent who likes me?"

The sunset was incomparably brilliant, like the flowing skirt of a dancer as she twirled.

"It's those fangirls from your school."

"Only them? Among these people, Miss Yiru is indeed the most suitable."

I like you too.

Feathers drifted down from the horizon, floating in the middle of the wide lake, creating ripples—this image appeared in the hearts of both people at the same time.

"I see." Shiraishi Sawashu leaned closer to the girl's pink ear. "Then the answer you just gave doesn't count."

"Who...is that?"

"What do you think?"

"How should I know!"

"It's you, my young lady, the one I love is you."

The room fell silent, but two pairs of bright eyes seemed to be telling an untold story.

"Really?"

"It's fake—hiss, don't twist like that, you'll get muscle necrosis. Really, I love you the most, Sakura Rei."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner! I've been worried and scared for so many years!" Kuramochi Sakura said angrily.

"Hey, anyone with eyes can see that you don't know why your mother assigns me all this stuff every day. You should know this is what you're supposed to be learning!"

"Humph!"

In the dimly lit room, the girl mustered her courage, leaned forward, and left her mark on the cheek she had longed for.

"Is that all?" Shiraishi Sawa smiled and stroked the spot where she had been kissed, then used his hand to turn the girl's head toward him again.

"what!"

"Do what you've wanted to do for a long time."

"What... Ugh!"

As the sun sets, a long and passionate love spreads from our feet to the starry sky.

In a hazy yet longing happiness, Kuramochi Sakura felt dizzy.

In any case, didn't I win this time?

It doesn't matter if you lose a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times.

She clutched her spoils tightly, thinking.

--

"Zexiu, I've come to check your work..." The door was pushed open, and Kuramochi Mika, who had been inside for half a second, narrowed her eyes, realizing that things were not simple. She quickly left the room, and the door was closed again.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Mother." Kuramochi Sakura's shy voice was barely audible.