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

"This is a part-time job, a part-time job."

"Oh~" Shiraishi Sawa replied with a knowing look from Nakano Satake, "Do you have your contact information? I'll contact you if I need anything in the future."

“Shiraishi-kun,” Chiyo suddenly said, looking at Shiraishi Sawa with a slightly amused expression, “Shouldn’t you be a law-abiding citizen? Why are you trying to do this kind of thing?”

"Do you think someone who was planning to resolve the issue by force can be considered law-abiding? At most, I'm a five-star good citizen."

What Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't notice was that Ichiyo's index fingers were crossed, seemingly as a gesture to Nakano Satake.

"I'm sorry, sir, this is our last order."

"You've retired from the game, haven't you?" Shiraishi Sawa said with a hint of regret, then turned to Ichiryu Chiyo and asked, "By the way, Ichiryu-san, how much did it cost you to fight six people?"

Chiyo smiled and said, "Because I was the last person, I got a discount, so it's only 60,000 yen."

In the context of assault, 10,000 yen per person is incredibly cheap. Shiraishi Sawa didn't expect that the four people combined were only worth a pair of high heels.

Shiraishi Sawa looked regretful and was still trying to persuade Nakano Satake to return to his old profession, "Are you really not considering when to make a comeback? Please contact me after you make a comeback!"

Do you guys have any orders that are a bit higher than 10,000 yen? I can occasionally act as a hired hand.

--

After Nakano Sake left, Shiraishizawa Hideaki wiped away non-existent cold sweat with his hand.

"It turns out it was just a false alarm. You should have told me sooner when we entered the sang."

"You didn't ask."

"Then tell me you sent people to teach them a lesson. You spent 60,000 yen."

"fall...."

“I know, I know. Even a fallen young lady’s family still has some assets that can be sold.” Before Chiyo could finish speaking, Shiraishi Sawah interrupted her.

He finally understood that once you enter Chiyo, you won't be short of money at all, and your family probably isn't particularly poor either.

I don't know why I had to take on a part-time job.

"Alright, Shiraishi-kun, let's calculate how much you've taken advantage of me."

"What's cheap?"

"This is the first time a man has ever held my thigh! And you're the first person to carry me on your back besides my elders. I really thought something was up. You've taken so many firsts from me today."

"Well... who told you to wear a skirt instead of pants..." Shiraishi Sawah weakly retorted.

"Oh~?" Chiyo crossed her arms, which accentuated her imposing presence. "So you mean it was my fault?"

"Sigh," Shiraishi Sawah lowered his head, "My bad, my bad, but it's understandable, after all, my original intention was to protect you..."

If Shiraishi Sawa had known it was a false alarm, he would have tried to experience it firsthand. He was so focused on running that he didn't feel anything at all, which was a huge loss.

“Not bad,” Chiyo Ichiri smiled at Shiraishi Sawa, “I’m very satisfied with your attitude of wanting to protect me today. For that reason, I’ll let bygones be bygones.”

"Long live the young lady! But could I carry you again? I was so focused on running that I forgot to feel it!" The two walked forward.

"Do you want to memorize it? If you do, squat down in front of me."

“I don’t believe you. I’m afraid to squat down because I’m afraid you’ll step over my head.”

"If you had squatted down just now, you would be carrying me on your back now."

Is it too late to squat now?

"It's too late."

"hateful!"

.......

Shortly after he left, Nakano Sake's phone rang again.

"Master, what are your orders? Yes, yes, we should handle this according to Miss's wishes, without revealing her identity."

"That boy did a pretty good job today. According to him, he rushed to the young lady's side as soon as he discovered that I was following her."

And today she even carried the young lady on her back for quite a distance, and the young lady didn't seem to object; she was very cooperative, and I couldn't even catch up.

"Please invite him to our home in a few days, right? I understand."

"Kidnapping them directly is fine too? Yes, yes, patriarch!"

Chapter 55 Meeting an online friend!? But not Shiraishi...

Since they were already halfway there, Shiraishi Sawah followed Ichiyo to the subway station to take the subway home.

Since they were going in opposite directions, after reminding each other to send a message when they got home, the two boarded trains in opposite directions.

"Shiraishi-kun, are you free this weekend?"

This was the first thing Takanashi Yuuko said after seeing Shiraishi Sawa Hide return.

"Takanashi-kun, you've gone too far. You used to be so attentive, but now you're not even attentive anymore. You didn't even say 'Welcome back and thank you for your hard work today.'" Shiraishi Sawah complained about his treatment while taking off his shoes.

"Welcome back. You must have had a hard day, Shiraishi-kun!" Takanashi Yuuko said, sounding slightly exasperated but still earnest. "So, are you free this weekend?"

"There are no plans at the moment, but tell me what it is, and I'll think about it." Stretching, Shiraishi Sawah sprawled comfortably on the sofa.

"Let me pour you a cup of coffee first," Yuko Takanashi said beforehand, seeing that Shiraishi Sawa was about to add something. "Four sugar cubes, and some creamer, okay?"

"Takanashi-kun, if you were a maid, your master would be so happy," Shiraishi Sawa said lazily.

"Please don't say such frivolous things, Shiraishi-kun."

--

“Go ahead,” Shiraishi Sawa said, taking a sip of coffee. “Don’t make it too complicated.”

"Here's the thing, I'm going to meet someone I met online this weekend, and I hope you can come with me, Shiraishi-kun." Takanashi Yuko sat down next to Shiraishi Sawa.

"Meeting someone you met online?" Shiraishi Sawa's first thought was how boring Tokyo was. "Why do I have to come along when meeting someone I met online? I don't even know them."

"Because I don't know the other person's real information. After all, I think everything on the internet can be faked, right?"

“I completely agree!” Shiraishi Sawa, whose gender had been a mystery for years due to Tokyo’s boredom, thought for a moment and then asked Takanashi Yuuko, “How did you two meet? How much do you know about each other?”

"This is what I was just about to say. She is my number one fan on TikTok. Her name is supposedly Kuramochi Sakura. She would often give me a lot of gifts during my occasional live streams. Later, we became friends, and she would transfer money to me from time to time, but I never accepted it because the amounts were sometimes too large, in the tens of thousands of yen."

Does your online friend still need more online friends? Instead of revealing his true thoughts, Shiraishi Sawa Hide continued to ask for related information:

"Is this person male or female, and how old are they?"

"Since her name is Kuramochi Sakura, she must be a girl. She should be a girl around my age, which I can tell from our conversations."

"Kuramochi, that name sounds familiar. What do you guys usually talk about?" Shiraishi Sawa asked, picking up a chocolate bar from the coffee table and munching on it.

"We initially met through pottery. She was very interested in pottery for a while, so we kept talking about it, and I kept teaching her. But after a few months, she lost interest in it completely, but we still kept in touch, and she would still support me during my live streams."

Actually, this meeting has been delayed for a long time. She was very happy when I came to Tokyo and said she wanted to meet me, but I didn't accept because I was unfamiliar with the area. Now I feel that it would be disrespectful to delay any longer, so I agreed to meet this week.

Takanashi Yuuko moved the living room trash can under Shiraishi Sawa Hide to catch any crumbs that might fall when he's eating cookies.

"Thank you. So, I'm going there to make sure this Kuramochi Sakura isn't an old man, right?"

"That's roughly the situation. I'm hesitant to go alone."

"No problem, but on one condition: you also have to prepare all three meals for this month." Shiraishi Zexiu was almost used to having someone else prepare meals for him at home.

“That’s fine too!” Takanashi Yuko stood up happily and bowed.

“Remember to tell them,” Shiraishi Sawa waved his hand, “If you take me there without telling them, they might think you’re disrespecting them.”

"I know, I'm planning to contact them right now!"

“No problem, she said she understands my concerns, and that she always has a lot of bodyguards with her when she goes out, so she can take you there. The time is set for this Saturday night at 7 pm, and she will pick a restaurant to treat us to dinner.”

"I didn't expect to save money on another meal. Oh right, I forgot to bring my things." Shiraishi Sawa suddenly stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and brought in a large box from outside.

"What is this, Shiraishi-kun?" Takanashi Yuuko asked curiously.

"Boxing gloves and a punching bag, let's practice our long-neglected fighting skills." As he spoke, Shiraishi Sawa Hide picked up a pair of scissors from the coffee table and cut open the box.

They took out the sandbags and sandbag rack and fixed them to the corner where they usually store the fitness equipment.

"Why are you suddenly practicing martial arts again, Shiraishi-kun? Are you going to participate in some kind of martial arts competition?"

Shiraishi Sawa picked up the boxing gloves, smelled them to make sure there was no odor, then put them on and symbolically punched the sandbag twice.

"To protect you, in case the online friend this weekend is a super skilled fighter."

It can't be that when Shiraishi Sawa was running for his life today, he thought that if his fighting skill was S, he could directly fight Nakano Satake head-on. It's more impressive to be a hero saving a damsel in distress than to run away with her.

That's why I specifically bought a punching bag and boxing gloves on the way back.

"Please stop saying things like that, Shiraishi-kun..." Even after living together for so long, Takanashi Yuuko still hadn't gotten used to Shiraishi Sawa's flirtatious remarks.

"Oh, right," Shiraishi Sawa said, peeking out from behind the sandbag with a mischievous grin, "Takanashi-kun, you shook my hand every time you asked for my help last time. How about you shake it again this time? I won't push you away! I swear!"

After dodging several sofa cushions that flew at him, and once Takanashi Yuuko had nothing left to throw, Shiraishi Sawa looked at her blushing face with satisfaction. Teasing a girl is so much fun!

The improved Takanashi Yuuko no longer felt so embarrassed that she went straight back to her room. Instead, she came over and picked up the cushions one by one and put them back on the sofa. Then, she sat with her back to Shiraishi Sawa and read a book.

The only sound left in the room was the sound of Shiraishi Sawa hitting his punching bag. Realizing the sound was somewhat noticeable in this situation, Shiraishi Sawa scratched his head.

"I think I'll install the boxing bag in my own room. It's too noisy when I use it outside."

"It's alright, this little noise won't bother me. It would be too much trouble." Seeing that Shiraishi Sawa was thinking about her, Takanashi Yuuko turned around and said seriously to him.

"No, let's just disassemble and reassemble it. If I happen to be typing while you're recording the video, there will be background noise, which will cause you a lot of trouble."

After saying that, Shiraishi Sawa picked up a screwdriver and disassembled the bracket.

In the past, as long as you control yourself, you can work out here without making any noise. But hitting the sandbag is definitely not something you can do. Shiraishi Sawa Hide doesn't want to cause trouble for the other party.

"sorry."

"Huh?" Shiraishi Sawa looked at Takanashi Yuuko, who had inexplicably apologized to him. "What's wrong?"

"I was just thinking that the 347-chapter agreement we made at the beginning clearly stated that neither of us should bother the other or take up the other's space, but during this time I have been bothering Shiraishi-kun. I have not kept the agreement I made. I am sorry."

"Oh, it's fine. We're helping each other out. You have to cook and do other things too, right?" After dismantling the parts, Shiraishi Sawa returned to his room and began reassembling them.

Takanashi Yuuko stared blankly at the half-closed door after Shiraishi Sawa went inside.