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

"Okay, got it. Didn't Mr. Gennai find out?"

"No."

"Okay, then Takanashi and I will be going now. Goodbye, class monitor."

"be careful."

Worried that the wind blowing in from the window would make Yuuko Kotori catch a cold, Hideki Shiraishi rolled up the car window after starting the car.

After getting drunk, Takanashi Yuko seemed extremely insecure. At the dinner table, she tightly held onto Hashimoto Nana's arm with one hand, but in the car, she wrapped both arms around Shiraishi Sawa Hide, rested her head on Shiraishi Sawa Hide's shoulder, closed her eyes, and made shallow breathing sounds.

Fortunately, I was already able to interact with the opposite sex, otherwise I probably would have died by the end.

But the unfamiliar yet familiar touch did indeed make Shiraishizawa Hide's mind wander. He opened his car window a little so that the wind could just reach his forehead and not blow on Takanashi Yuuko, allowing himself to calm down.

"This young lady has been drinking, hasn't she? I see you're all underage, this isn't appropriate," the driver said to Shiraishi Zexiu.

"Uncle, you're mistaken. We're just well-preserved. Actually, I'm 38 years old."

"Don't call me 'uncle' anymore, I'm only 37 years old, hahaha, it's okay, kids drink, it's actually quite normal. My kids are underage and they drink with me..."

While chatting with the driver, the car arrived at the apartment building. After paying the fare and saying goodbye to the driver, Shiraishi Sawa helped Takanashi Yuko out of the car.

Perhaps because the sudden change gave Takanashi Yuko a great sense of insecurity, after getting off the car, she went from holding Shiraishi Sawa's arm to hugging his waist and resting her head on his chest.

Hideaki Shiraishi could feel Yuko Takanashi's exertion; it seemed as if she wanted to bury herself completely in his body.

Shiraishi Sawa, who wanted to adjust his position, found that whenever he tried to pull Takanashi Yuuko away, she would hug him even tighter and say, "Don't move~," in embarrassment and annoyance. Since he wouldn't lose points or suffer any loss, Shiraishi Sawa stopped trying to adjust his position.

With one arm around Takanashi Yuuko's waist, Shiraishi Sawa Hide walked up to the apartment building with the keychain in his hand.

The process of climbing the stairs was extremely difficult. I couldn't pull Takanashi Yuuko up directly because I couldn't pull her away. I could only walk up step by step. During this time, I had to speak to Takanashi Yuuko gently to get her to take a step.

He took the key out of his pocket with one hand, opened the apartment door, and sat down with Takanashi Yuko in the entryway. After taking off his own shoes, he also took off Takanashi Yuko's shoes.

Dr. Martens boots are so hard to take off! A one-handed teenager's opinion.

After much effort, Shiraishizawa Xiucai entered the apartment with the pendant.

Standing in front of Yuuko Takanashi's room, Hideaki Shiraishi pondered for a moment. The girl's room probably didn't offer much privacy, so he should be fine going in and coming out right away.

When I opened the door to Yuko Takanashi's room, there was nothing unexpected.

The room was exceptionally clean, everything was in perfect order, and the household items and furniture inside were all bought by Shiraishi Sawa Hide. Although they had been used for some time, they still looked brand new.

With Yuko Takanashi by his side, Shiraishi Sawa Hide did not intend to do anything suspicious, and did not even try to take off his clothes or socks.

Yuko Takanashi will probably be very upset about crossing the line the next day, so it's better to let her wear them to bed.

“Takanashi-kun,” Shiraishi Sawa said gently, “it’s time for bed. Go to sleep.”

He tried to pry open the hand that Takanashi Yuuko had wrapped around his waist.

"Don't~"

With a muffled, coquettish voice, Yuuko hugged him even tighter.

"No, I need to go to sleep."

Shiraishi Sawah lowered his head, gently patted the back of Takanashi Yuuko's head, and whispered in her ear.

"Hmm~"

The head buried in Shiraishi Zexiu's chest shook violently.

"It's very late now, you have to go to sleep." Shiraishi Sawa couldn't remember the last time he had spoken to a child like this.

No!

"No, Takanashi, you hate causing trouble for others the most. You have to lie down and sleep now."

Takanashi Yuuko pouted and mumbled "Okay," loosening her grip on Shiraishi Sawa Hide a little, "but we have to sleep together."

Shiraishi Sawa didn't refuse. He lay down on the bed with Takanashi Yuko, picked up the neatly folded blanket next to him with his free hand, covered Takanashi Yuko with it, and then lay down on the edge of the bed and looked at his phone for a while.

After more than ten minutes, when he felt that he had almost no strength left to hold himself, Shiraishi Sawah lifted a corner of the blanket and tried to slowly move out.

When Takanashi Yuuko realized what was happening, she reached out with both hands, but not very fast, and only managed to grab one of Shiraishi Sawa Hide's arms.

"Don't leave me too~" Takanashi Yuko's voice was already trembling with sobs.

Hideaki Shiraishi gently patted Yuko Takanashi's hand with his other hand.

"I won't abandon you, I'll always be out there."

He pried open Takanashi Yuuko's hand, put it back under the covers, and then covered her with the corner of the blanket before tiptoeing out of the room.

The door closed with a soft click.

The drunken Takanashi Yuuko rolled over, her glistening tears faintly glowing in the darkness. Her brows were furrowed, as if she were having a nightmare, and she murmured in her sleep:

"What they said isn't true, I didn't do that..."

Chapter 50 Eggs Full of Art

Shiraishi Sawa went to the kitchen, opened the upper cabinet, and took out an unpackaged porcelain bottle containing homemade sake sent from his home. The alcohol content wasn't particularly high, only around ten degrees.

Today, I finally managed to get a little bit of a craving for alcohol, but then my turn was stolen. So, Shiraishi Sawa decided to have a little bit by himself.

I stir-fried a plate of peanuts, placed the wine and peanuts on the coffee table, turned on the TV, lowered the volume, and started having a small drink.

Shiraishi Sawa didn't plan to drink too much. He needed to get up early tomorrow to prepare three meals a day. Although Takanashi Yuuko was supposed to be in charge this week, no one knew when she would wake up after getting so drunk.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, so Yuko Takanashi can sleep as long as she wants.

After drinking about half a bottle of sake, Shiraishizawa Hide capped the porcelain bottle, thought for a moment, and then wrote the character for "sake" on it with a colored pen on the table, in case Takanashi Yuuko ever discovered that she had drunk something she didn't know.

After tidying up the scattered trash, Shiraishi Sawa went to the fitness corner to start exercising, then took a shower and went to bed.

--

Shiraishi Sawamura habitually opened his eyes, found the watch on the bedside table, and saw it was 6:12.

The alarm clock didn't go off; Shiraishi Sawa woke up naturally. Waking up early these past few days has created a new biological clock.

After thinking about it, Shiraishi Sawa decided to get out of bed and go for a morning run; physical strength is really quite important.

During the 2000-meter race, if it weren't for his special abilities, he really wouldn't have been able to deal with Akimoto Tadahiro's underhanded tactics and would have had to suffer in silence.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and Shiraishi Sawah brushed his teeth with much more force.

After his morning run, Shiraishi Sawa bought two breakfasts on the way. He ate one himself and left a message for Takanashi Yuko with the other, then put it in the rice cooker to keep it warm.

I'm going back to sleep, this time I've set my alarm for 9 o'clock.

Shiraishi Sawah woke up at nine o'clock and walked out of the room. Takanashi Yuko was still asleep. It seemed that not only did she have a low alcohol tolerance, but she also sobered up very slowly.

As expected, Shiraishi Sawa went to the kitchen to start preparing a meal.

It wasn't until 11 o'clock that Takanashi Yuko came out of her room, still wearing the clothes she had worn to bed the day before.

Looking at Shiraishi Sawa, who was reading a comic book on the sofa, I asked, "Shiraishi-kun, what was wrong with me yesterday?"

"Oh, you're awake," Shiraishizawa Hide greeted the bewildered Takanashi Yuuko. "Yesterday, Maeda put the water glass you gave me and my sake glass together. You got completely drunk after drinking half a glass of sake yesterday."

"Huh?!" Takanashi Yuko looked incredulous.

"Takayuki, have you been drinking alcohol before?"

"Never."

"You shouldn't drink anymore. After half a cup, you won't even know who you are."

Hideaki Shiraishi began to recount to Yuko Takanashi some of what she had done the previous day.

"...So you can rest assured that the gentleman Shiraishi Sawa Hide has not done anything bad to you. On the contrary, you may have been molesting me all along. I only took off one pair of shoes from you."

Silently counting to three, two, one, sure enough, Takanashi Yuuko returned to her room and closed the door.

Shiraishi Sawa shook his head and smiled, "I've already prepared the food, remember to come out and eat later!"

A significant improvement is that Yuko Takanashi appeared exceptionally quickly this time.

"How embarrassing, Shiraishi-kun!"

During the meal, Takanashi Yuuko complained to Shiraishi Sawa Hide in a sullen mood, her face still flushed with embarrassment.

"It's okay, only I saw it, it's not particularly embarrassing."

"But it's precisely because I spend every day with you that I feel even more embarrassed if you knew!"

Hideaki Shiraishi picked up the sake bottle he hadn't had time to put back in the cupboard and placed it in front of Yuko Takanashi.

"Come on, Takanashi-kun, how about we drown our sorrows in a drink?"

"I'm ignoring you, Shiraishi-kun!" Takanashi Yuko angrily pushed aside the porcelain bottle and buried her head in her rice.

Only the laughter of Shiraishi Sawah, who had succeeded in his prank, remained in the kitchen.

When Shiraishi Sawa came out after washing the dishes, there was a skull drawn on the wine bottle on the table with a red marker, and the word 'Danger' was written below it.

"I will never touch a drop of alcohol again!" Takanashi Yuko vowed to Shiraishi Sawa after seeing him come out of the living room.

"Great! Very energetic! I support you, Takanashi-kun!" Shiraishi Sawah chuckled as he put the bottle back in its original place.

"Takayuki, do you have any extra mud? I want to go back to my childhood and play around with it."

After practicing calligraphy for half an afternoon, Shiraishi Sawa was getting a little bored. He looked at Takanashi Yuko, who was sculpting clay, and asked her curiously.

“Please show some respect to Shiraishi-kun. This is called clay, not mud,” Takanashi Yuko replied to Shiraishi Sawa after carefully sculpting the expression of the figure in her hand. “If you want to play, that’s fine, but don’t touch these materials on my table yet.”

Takanashi Yuuko got up and went back to her room, then took out several large, unopened pieces of clay and placed them in front of Shiraishi Sawa.

"I've already assigned all those colors to specific uses. You can play with these; use as many colors as you want and take them apart as needed. I have other colors in my room; I'll go get them if you need them."

"No need, no need. I'll just play around with this blue one. I don't need to worry about the color scheme." Shiraishi Sawa only took apart one large piece of blue clay and returned the rest to Takanashi Yuuko.

"Is 'Takayuki' something you can play with like you would with Play-Doh?"

"Pretty much, but the texture needs to be a bit harder. I also have carving tools here, just come and get them if you need them."

"No need, Takanashi, just you wait and see, my fingernails are the real weapons."

"The clay paint will fade and leave nail polish that can't be washed off."

"Where are the tools? Give me the tools now!"