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

"Pfft~" Takanashi Yuko let out a soft laugh.

"I'm sorry, Shiraishi-kun, I was just kidding. The color won't fade, so don't worry about playing with it. Didn't you notice I wasn't wearing gloves?"

"I already noticed, I was just teasing you." Shiraishi Sawah pulled back his hand that was reaching for the tools. "Takanashi, how come you've become just like that woman, Ichiin?"

"You mean Chiyo Ichiro? You're the really pretty girl who came to our school to watch your competition the other day, right? By the way, how did you two meet, Shiraishi-kun?"

"I met her at work. That woman has a very unpleasant personality. Takanashi, you must not be like her."

"But once my classmate told me that dealing with you would only make you suffer, and if I couldn't win an argument, I would just fight you, and you would definitely back down."

"Ha!" Shiraishi Zexiu sneered. "I was letting her have her way before, but from today onwards, if she dares to lay a hand on me, I'll fight back!"

Just kidding! Shiraishi Sawa has finally basically eliminated any possibility of losing points. As for romance, it seems completely impossible for him now. Revenge is a dish best served cold, and now is the time for Shiraishi Sawa to strike back!

"It's finished! My masterpiece!"

Shiraishi Sawa held his masterpiece up in his palm.

What caught Yuko Takanashi's eye was an exquisitely beautiful blue sphere, and for a moment she was stunned.

"Art, absolute art," Shiraishi Sawah was still boasting, "I named it..."

"Ostrovsky's Blue Egg".

After repeatedly confirming that it was just a ball made of clay, amidst Yuuko Takanashi's uncontrollable laughter, Hideaki Shiraishi silently stuffed the 'egg' back into the original clay box and sealed it, muttering to himself:

"Da Vinci couldn't even draw an egg properly."

He took out his calligraphy brush and continued writing.

"Damn it! Am I really lacking in artistic talent? From now on, I'm never touching anything again."

Chapter 51 Revenge Can Also Be Intercepted

Shiraishi Sawa has been having a feeling lately that someone is watching him.

On weekends, when I occasionally go out to buy things or take out the trash, I feel as if someone is watching me, but when I look around, there is no one there.

Sitting in his seat, Shiraishi Sawah recalled the feeling of being watched when he went for his morning run and took the subway; it still lingered.

Shiraishi Sawa became increasingly convinced that someone was following him.

"Have you heard? Higashiyama Taishi, that corrupt referee at the Sports Festival, has been dismissed."

"It is said that Mr. Gennei was very angry after hearing about this and reported it directly to the principal."

"Everyone is happy!"

Hearing this conversation, Shiraishi Sawa shook his head, temporarily setting aside his worries about being followed. He took out a small notebook and crossed out Higashiyama Taishi's name:

Shiraishi Sawa Hide's Notebook:

Dongshan Taishi (crossed out)

Physical Education Teacher at Mingchuan Middle School, Office: Room 216, Teaching Building C (crossed out)

Suggested start date: Undetermined (crossed out)

Tadahiro Akimoto:

Senior Three B Group Sports Specialty Students

From Tuesday to Friday afternoons, students stay at school for training until 6 PM. They go home normally at 4 PM on Mondays.

Suggested start date: Monday

Verification confirms no organized crime background; you can proceed with confidence.

Kume Ryozo:

Senior 3 Group B students,

I attend the Go club on Wednesday afternoons and go home between 6 and 7 pm. The rest of the time I go home normally, around 4 pm.

Suggested time to start: Wednesday

Verification confirms no organized crime background; you can proceed with confidence.

Osako Shoichi:

For the senior students in Group D, specific information has not yet been collected.

Suggested time to start: Decide after Wednesday.

.......

The names of seven people lay neatly arranged in this small notebook.

A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years, but it's okay to do it sooner, for example, by setting a ten-day deadline.

Now that he hadn't even taken action against a single target, he had already been punished, which made Shiraishi Zexiu feel both relieved and regretful.

However, I still have a goal for today. I circled Akimoto Tadahiro's name in red pen so I can vent my frustration after school.

Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't plan to use the bad luck card. He felt it was too wasteful to use such a tool on these people; it wasn't worth it. He wouldn't bother with a tool if he could do things himself.

--

The morning classes ended quickly, and Shiraishi Zexiu leisurely headed to the meeting room of the Organization Department.

Essentially, Shiraishi Sawa has already left the student council, but Oki Taichi has been bombarding his LINE account with messages lately, saying he's going to throw him a farewell party on Monday.

Under a barrage of requests, Shiraishi Sawa had no choice but to agree.

Shiraishi Sawa, who pushed open the door to the agreed meeting place, saw that Taichi Oki and the others all had white armbands on their hands and were looking at him with sorrow on their faces.

So the farewell party has turned into a memorial service, huh?

Shiraishi Sawahide turned and left.

"Ahem, just kidding," Taichi Oki took off his sleeve, rushed up and grabbed Shiraishi Sawa's hand, "Let's lighten the mood, Shiraishi, don't come back."

The rest was the normal farewell party program.

Taichi Oki first talked about how Shiraishizawa Hide's contributions to the organization department over the past month were almost zero, but he was a great contributor to the minister's love life, even though the revolution had no chance of success.

After hearing about his own achievements, Shiraishi Sawa realized that he was a master of slacking off.

Then everyone gave Shiraishi Sawa a blessing card. The girls generally used the contents of the cards as love letters, while the boys wrote all sorts of farewell messages.

Then the organization department started its regular meeting.

Shiraishi Sawa interrupted the meeting with a gesture of his hand, and asked Oki Taichi with a puzzled look:

"Minister, is there no food or drinks at the farewell party?"

"Is there?"

"No?"

"Should there be?"

.......

After learning that everyone had already eaten and that the hasty farewell party indeed had no other activities, Shiraishi Sawah left the meeting room with a dark expression and headed to the cafeteria.

He had even specifically asked Takanashi Yuko not to make a bento box today, just so he could come and freeload off this meal. Shiraishi Sawa Hide really hadn't expected this outcome.

I will never believe Taichi Oki's nonsense again!

--

In the afternoon class meeting, Gennai Ichiro summarized the sports festival and praised everyone again. Then he advised everyone to focus on their studies, because in about a month they would be facing their first high school final exams.

After Gennai Ichiro finished speaking, the class meeting was left for everyone to study on their own.

Shiraishi Sawa, who had been waiting impatiently, left the classroom as soon as Gennai Ichiro left.

He took out a baseball cap he had specially prepared, put it on his head, and then pretended to read a book on a chair near the school gate.

As soon as the bell rang, students began to leave the school one after another.

Shiraishi Zexiu's eyes were fixed on the entrance to the senior year B class inside the school.

A few minutes later, the target appeared:

Tadahiro Akimoto and Ryozo Kume walked out of the classroom arm in arm.

Shiraishi Sawah frowned. This wasn't what was planned. He wasn't so sure he could handle it if it was just the two of them.

Fortunately, the two parted ways after walking together to the school gate.

Shiraishi Sawa pulled his hat brim down a little lower, got up from his chair, and followed Akimoto Tadahiro.

Shiraishi Sawa had figured out Akimoto Tadahiro's route home over the weekend. He roughly knew that, given Akimoto Tadahiro's habits, he would definitely pass through a quiet alley with few people, no surveillance cameras, and sparse population, which was perfect for murder and arson.

This is one of the reasons why Shiraishi Sawah dared to take action during the day.

Akimoto Tadahiro had already entered the alley. Shiraishi Sawa put on plastic gloves and a mask, preparing to rush up and take him down.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side of the alley and pulled Akimoto Tadahiro inside. Then came Akimoto Tadahiro's scream, which quickly turned into a stammering sound, as if something had gagged him.

The sudden turn of events left Shiraishi Sawa Hide bewildered.

Not daring to get too close to the alley, fearing that the people inside would take him along, Shiraishi Sawah took off the hood he had just put on and chose to hide quietly in the bushes outside.

"No way? Akimoto Tadahiro is already being targeted? His evil deeds are unforgivable. No matter how he seeks revenge, someone will try to intercept him."

Shiraishi Sawa was getting a little bored while waiting in the bushes. At this moment, the sounds in the alley gradually disappeared, indicating that it must have ended.

A man in black, wearing large black sunglasses and exuding an aura of unease, walked out of the alley and pulled out a walkie-talkie.

"The target for Kutian Lane has been achieved."

Then he left.

Shiraishi Sawa didn't come out immediately. After waiting for five minutes, he slipped out of the bushes and went into the alley to observe the situation.

In the alley corner where they had just been pulled in, they found Akimoto Tadahiro lying motionless on the ground, looking like he was about to die. Shiraishi Sawahide put on gloves and a hood and rushed up.

"I hope no one dies."

After checking him over, Shiraishi Sawah breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing seriously wrong; none of his limbs had fractures, just basic skin and flesh injuries, so there was no need to call an ambulance.

This coincides with Shiraishi Sawa's purpose today; it's time to stop.