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

"Shiraishi-kun, I can only eat medium spicy." Chiyo Ichiriki, who was still looking around the kitchen, raised her hand to indicate.

"Opinions are invalid. This is for the president. She thinks the most important thing is that it tastes good. You can decide how to process the tempura shrimp. I can leave it without batter and just coat it with medium-spicy chili powder."

"It's alright, then make it medium spicy," Soga Kirei said upon seeing this.

"Waaaaah, Soga-san is so good to me, unlike this heartless little dog!"

Chiyo stepped forward and gently hugged Soga Kirei, then lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against Soga Kirei's cheek.

Is this the legendary "beauty sticker"?

Chapter 79 They Gather in This House

"Then, for the sake of the chairman, I'll make the boiled fish medium spicy. Ichiro, you should thank the chairman properly."

"I'm already thanking you." Chiyo hugged Soga Kiriren and continued to look around, and Soga Kiriren let her hug her.

"Damn it! Shiraishi-kun, are you doing this on purpose? Why are there eel pieces here?" Chiyo poked Shiraishi Sawah's back and pointed to the sliced ​​eel next to Takanashi Yuuko, questioning him.

"Waaaaah, I never expected you to go to such lengths to put eye drops on me."

"Do you make tofu puffs, Shiraishi-kun?" Soga Kirei asked.

After glancing at the eel, Shiraishizawa Hide rolled his eyes at Ichiyo and said in a disdainful tone:

"Stop your fake crying. Don't ruin my image in front of the president. The eel was made for Takanashi's friends, not specifically for you. Don't worry, president, there won't be any tofu puffs for dinner tonight."

"I see. I'll let you off this time, Shiraishi-kun. Soga-san, let's go to the living room. I'll show you the brooch I bought a few days ago..."

Once Chiyo left the kitchen with Soga Kirei, Shiraishi Sawa was finally able to prepare dishes in peace again.

--

Just before five o'clock, Shiraishi Sawa came out of the kitchen alone and sat on the sofa.

"Is it over?"

Soga Kirei, sitting next to her, asked curiously, while Ichiyo also peeked out from the side.

"Not yet," Shiraishi Zexiu shook his head, "but all the preparations are done. Everything that needs to be cooked or stewed is on the pot. I'll take care of it when we're about to eat."

After a busy day, Shiraishi Zexiu leaned back on the armrest of the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

"You've really worked hard, Shiraishi-kun."

"Serving the people is not hard work~" Shiraishi Sawa replied listlessly to Ichiyo.

Feeling someone poke him, Shiraishi Sawa opened his eyes to find a peeled pear in front of him.

"You've worked hard, have a pear."

Soga Kirei tilted her head and looked at Shiraishi Zexiu.

"Thank you very much, President. Let's eat together."

Shiraishi Sawa picked up a small knife from the coffee table, cut the pear in half, and handed one half to Soga Kirei.

"Hey Shiraishi-kun, have you forgotten your old flame with a new one?" Chiyo Ichigo straightened up and put her hands on her hips, looking at the two of them.

"The pear will grow and be peeled, and I will bear the bitterness. But you still want to take a share of the pie once the mulberry tree is in bloom. How despicable!"

Despite saying that, Shiraishi Sawah still cut the half pear in his hand in half again and handed it to Ichiyo Ichiriki.

Chiyo took the pear, took a bite, and said, "I participated in the arduous task of peeling bean sprouts, isn't that enough? Indeed, the fruits of labor are sweet!"

"Wait a minute," Shiraishi Sawa said, his face darkening, "then your hard work should be bean sprouts, not this pear, right?"

Chiyo stuck her tongue out at Shiraishi Sawa.

"Meow~" The meow of a kitten in the corner interrupted the three people's conversation.

"I just saw this kitten, but it was sleeping so I didn't disturb it. Soga-san, let's go take a look."

Soga Kirei followed along and joined Chiyo in watching Mimi.

Shiraishi Sawa didn't follow. After finishing the pear in a few bites, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. It was supposed to be the weekend, but he hadn't gotten a good night's sleep. He could only reward himself with math class next week.

"What's Shiraishi-kun's kitten's name?"

"...Mimi"

After hesitating for a moment, Shiraishi Sawah finally answered, "Mimi."

"Can I hug it? Wait, why is its leg bandaged? Is it injured?"

“Hold it. I found it injured a few days ago. I couldn’t bear to see the little bird like that, so I brought it back for treatment and adopted it.”

Women are completely powerless against cute things. Whether it's a sharp-tongued girl or an ice queen, Shiraishi Sawa's ears were already filled with the doting voice of "Mimi".

Looking at the corner where the kitten was, Mimi was lifted up in front of Chiyo's head with both hands. She wasn't too scared. She kicked her four little feet and looked around curiously.

--

"Okay, okay, you're here? I'll come pick you up now, just a moment." Takanashi Yuko walked out of the kitchen with one hand on the phone and the other holding a spatula.

"Shiraishi-kun, could you please stir-fry it for me? It'll be ready in a few minutes. I'm going to go get Sakura-chan."

Chiyo Ichiri, who was playing with the cat with a cat toy, suddenly turned to look at Yuko Takanashi, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Okay, I should go back and do the final steps too." Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Sawa Hideya got off the sofa, walked to Takanashi Yuuko's side, took the spatula, and went into the kitchen.

Seeing Chiyo Ichiriki and Kirei Soga playing with the cat, Yuko Takanashi rummaged through the cabinet next to the TV and found some soft cat treats, handing them to the two of them.

"You two can use this to feed Mimi. I'm going to pick up my friend now. Goodbye."

Chiyo clearly wanted to ask something after receiving the cat treat, but Yuuko Takanashi walked too fast and didn't have time to ask.

It was almost six o'clock, and Shiraishi Sawah put all the dishes on the table, leaving only the tempura shrimp to be fried later.

The aroma of the boiled fish instantly filled the entire apartment.

"It smells so good, what is this smell?"

"Boiled fish in chili oil, I bet none of you have tried it before, it's really delicious."

Before serving, Shiraishi Sawa couldn't resist picking up a few pieces to test for toxicity.

After all, it would be terrible if the food was poisoned when you invited someone to dinner; that would be very noble.

"Has Takanashi not come back yet? She's been out picking up Kuramochi Sakura for ages." Shiraishi Sawa looked at his watch; it was already 5:50.

"Kuramochi Sakura? Shiraishi-kun, is this your friend?" Ichiyo asked with a smile, her fox-like eyes narrowed.

Why do I feel a murderous aura for no reason?

"No, I already said she's Takanashi's friend, I don't know her."

Picking up her phone from the coffee table, she glanced at the message and shook her head, saying, "Kotori is trying to take Kuramochi Sakura around our neighborhood. She'll be back before six. I really don't know what's so interesting about a residential area like this. Women are terrifying."

"Can I take this as a veiled criticism of me, Shiraishi-kun?"

"Baby Fox, don't overthink it. Let's sit down first. I've already used those chopsticks, the ones with the red oil on the tip. Don't sit in the wrong ones."

Shiraishi Sawa took out bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and set them out one by one.

The two had already taken their seats. Soga Kirei sat to the left of Shiraishizawa Hide, while Ichiyo sat to the left of Soga Kirei.

When the watch showed fifty-five, the sound of the apartment door opening rang out, followed by the laughter of two girls.

Shiraishi Sawa felt inexplicably that entering Chiyo Sakura's place was even more dangerous. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong, did he?

"You can take your seats now, Takanashi and Ms. Kuramochi. Dinner is ready," Shiraishi Sawah called out loudly from the doorway.

"We're here, we're here. Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Don't call me Miss Kuramochi anymore, just call me Kuramochi."

Kuramochi Sakura walked over with Takanashi Yuuko's arm around hers, saying this as they went.

Good evening, Winter Melon Sauce.

Chiyo greeted Kuramochi Sakura with a smile.

"Stupid woman! What are you doing here!"

Chapter 80: Three spectators were at a loss.

Kuramochi Sakura's eyes were filled with surprise, and she covered her mouth with her free hand.

"I knew it! How could anyone in this world have such an old-fashioned and awful name as 'Sakura Rei' and also love eating eel? Sure enough, it's you, you little winter melon."

Chiyo crossed her arms, looked at Kuramochi Sakura with a smile, and said in a light, casual tone.

"Shut up, you stupid woman! Fried shrimp is the worst thing in the world! How could I have run into you here? You've ruined my good mood!"

"Each each other."

The three of them, including Shiraishi Sawa, looked at each other, somewhat confused about the current situation.

"Sakura-chan, let's sit down first..."

Takanashi Yuuko pulled Kuramochi Sakura to sit in the remaining two seats, and Takanashi Yuuko decisively took the seat next to Ichiyo Ichii.

"So, Kuramochi-chan and Ichijin-senpai know each other?"

After sitting down, Takanashi Yuuko asked a question timidly.

“I don’t know him,” Kuramochi Sakura said angrily.

Chiyo simply shrugged, looking innocent.

The remaining three people present found it hard to believe.

Shiraishi Sawah had no choice but to step in, and he was also very curious about the current situation.

“Okay, let’s go in. What’s wrong with you two? Why are you acting like you’re meeting your enemies?”

"They're not enemies. Winter melon sauce is just a defeated opponent of mine."

"You!!!" Kuramochi Sakura slammed her hands on the table and stood up. "Don't you dare call me a melon! I'm not that short for a girl. You're just a little tall, but you're not cute at all! What's there to be proud of, you stick-up!"

“First,” Chiyo Ichiru held up a finger, smiling as she continued to add insult to injury, “There’s no one under 165cm at this party today, oh, except you.”

“Secondly, I’m not a bamboo pole,” Chiyo patted her conscience lightly. “Bamboo poles aren’t that big. I really envy you, Winter Melon Sauce. You can look down and clearly see your entire shoe. It seems like no one here can do that. Hmm~ wait, Shiraishi-kun, can you even see the entire shoe surface when you look down?”