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

"It's nothing, I was just talking nonsense. I'm just a little tired." Shiraishi Sawa was too lazy to repeat this novel-like plot again.

No one can truly understand Shiraishi Sawa's bewilderment right now.

"Oh, are you going to lie on the sofa?" Takanashi Yuko quickly stood up. "It's not comfortable for you to only lie on half of the sofa like this, Shiraishi-kun, why don't you just lie on the whole thing?"

Yuko Takanashi is so considerate; she won't suddenly become my wife or anything.

"Thank you so much, Takanashi. I really need to rest now." Shiraishi Sawah moved over and lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

"By the way, Shiraishi, have you received any follow-up notifications regarding the Zhiqing All-Around Knowledge Competition?"

"No, I don't recall receiving a text message or a call. Takanashi, have you received it yet?"

"Not yet. I thought he forgot to send it because I was chatting with the seniors this afternoon and they said that these are usually sent out soon after the exam."

"Maybe this year will be different. Anyway, we've already received the 130,000 yen from the preliminary round, so it doesn't matter."

“That’s true,” Takanashi Yuuko nodded, though Shiraishi Sawa Hide couldn’t see her at all. “I was overthinking it. I’m going back to my room to do my homework.”

"I'll leave it to you tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll put it in the living room after I finish writing it tonight. If you want to copy it earlier, you can."

"Thank you so much......"

Feeling listless and weak is the most accurate description of Shiraishi Sawa Hide's current state.

With the soft sound of the bedroom door closing, the living room, where Takanashi Yuuko had deliberately turned off the TV before leaving, became exceptionally quiet, with only Shiraishi Sawa Hide's breathing remaining.

Even Mimi was carried into the room.

Recalling the agreement they had just made, Chiyo's mother, Nao, was returning on Friday, and Shiraishizawa Hide was to accompany Chiyo back to the villa on Saturday to give Yumi a hard time and then meet Nao.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm surrounded by danger. I hope I'll come back with all three legs intact.

Other people's whirlwind marriages are at least based on mutual consent after they are adults. How come in my case, I was forced to agree even though I was a minor? Luckily, this won't actually be recorded in the marriage record, otherwise, how would I explain this record after I get married?

As he thought about it, he got a little tired, and Shiraishi Zexiu's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

--

When I groggily opened my eyes, the figure in front of me was pondering a plan.

"How can we get Shiraishi-kun back to his room?"

"It's okay, I'm awake... What time is it?"

"Phew~ I'm glad you're awake, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do," Yuko Takanashi said, turning on her phone. "It's 9:30 now."

"How did you fall asleep? Luckily, you didn't sleep for long," Shiraishi Sawa shook his head to wake himself up. "Have you taken a shower? If you have, I'll go take one."

"I've washed up, you should go now, Shiraishi-kun."

--

Sleeping and taking a bath can indeed solve many problems. Shiraishi Sawa, feeling refreshed after his bath, walked out of the bathroom in a much better mood.

If entering Chiyo won't harm me, then based on that, I should just make the best of it.

"Little Bird Swim, what are you knitting?"

I saw Yuko Takanashi diligently knitting something with two knitting needles and a ball of yarn.

"I want to knit a dress for Mimi."

"You can knit clothes too?" A little curious, Shiraishi Sawa dried his wet hair with a towel, sat down next to Takanashi Yuko, and watched her movements.

"I didn't know how before either," Yuko Takanashi said, a little embarrassed by the gaze, her movements slowing slightly. "I've been learning little by little these past few days by watching videos, but I'm still a bit rusty. Look at my hands."

After putting away a knitting needle, she showed one of her hands to Shiraishi Sawa.

Shiraishi Sawa saw several small red dots on Takanashi Yuuko's finger, which were probably marks left from a previous puncture.

"Thank you for your hard work, but Takanashi, your knitting is quite good." Shiraishi Sawa carefully picked up the half-finished cat dress. It was just the beginning, but it looked quite decent and was considered good for a beginner.

"I followed the video step by step, it's not that amazing."

"But it's only the beginning of July, and the hottest weather is just around the corner. Why do we need to learn to knit now?"

Grabbing Mimi, who was trying to climb up Shiraishizawa's calf with one hand, he lifted her up, watching her flailing about, and continued with a laugh:

"Mimi, you'll be so hot if you put this on! Little thing, if you keep moving around, I'll put a sweater on you right now!"

The last sentence was spoken by Shiraishi Sawa, pointing at Mimi's big head.

"Because what we make now definitely won't work,"

Yuuko Takanashi grabbed a loose thread from a partially knitted sweater and forcefully ripped it apart, turning the sweater into a jumble of loose yarn.

"I occasionally set aside some time to practice, and by winter I can knit a usable sweater."

"Hahaha, does that mean I can ask you to take care of all my sweaters, scarves, and gloves this winter?"

“Sure,” Yuko Takanashi nodded vigorously. “I would be happy if it could help Shiraishi-kun.”

"When we first moved in together, you were so afraid that I would bother you."

"I didn't know what kind of person Shiraishi-kun was back then..." Takanashi Yuko said shyly, clutching the yarn on her leg, her ears turning red.

"Ring ring ring~"

Yuko Takanashi's phone rang.

"It's 10 o'clock, break time is over, I need to go back to my room to continue studying, there's not much time left before finals!"

"So you use practicing your sweater as a break, huh? You're really something," Shiraishi Sawa nodded with a hint of admiration, but continued, "Studying is fine, but don't stay up too late. If I see any light in your room after midnight, I won't let you lock the door anymore."

"I understand, I will rest before 12 o'clock."

Seeing the neatly folded yarn under the table reminded Shiraishi Sawa that he should also prepare a gift.

In a sense, I'm still going to see my future in-laws this weekend.

But what should he prepare? Shiraishi Sawahide stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Anything related to money is out of the question. Anything that makes a house feel expensive must be something that even if Shiraishi Sawah sold himself, he couldn't afford.

However, I don't know how much money they'll give me in Kabukicho, so I'll leave that aside for now.

Looking at the several different brands of fountain pens and calligraphy brushes next to the yarn,

Shiraishi Sawahide nodded. "This one is good."

Since I'm not actually meeting my future in-laws, I can just write something casually to express my feelings.

Chapter 93 The Manifestation of the Brotherhood in the Family

On Saturday night, Shiraishi Sawa took the subway to Nakaomichi Station, walked through the crowds, and came to the outside of the subway station.

Taking a breath of air completely different from the inside, I looked around and saw Chiyo Ichiri sitting on the park bench directly opposite, holding a cup of milk tea in both hands and tapping the ground with the soles of her high heels.

The two agreed to meet here at this time and then take a taxi together.

"Stop smashing it, or you'll smash a hole in the ground."

The shadow of the person in front of her under the streetlight obscured the ground where her shoes touched, and Chiyo didn't even lift her head.

"Just pay for the damage if you smash a hole in it. It's not like I can't afford to pay for it."

"I understand, Your Highness, you nouveau riche. Now it's time to take a taxi to your house. Don't keep your parents waiting."

“If it’s just my dad, then let him wait forever,” Chiyo stood up and saw the bag Shiraishi Sawa was carrying. “Shiraishi-kun, what did you bring?”

"Two calligraphy pieces, one for your uncle and one for your aunt. And what's that?" Shiraishi Zexiu noticed that Ichiyo also had a bag in her hand.

"I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. Get in the car first, and I'll show you later." Chiyo pointed to the taxi that had just stopped beside her.

"Here, take this. Let's switch." After getting in the car, the two sat together in the back seat. Chiyo swapped the bag she was carrying with Shiraishi Sawa's.

Chiyo pulled out two small boxes from her bag. When she opened one of them, she found a calligraphy scroll with a small knot tied to it.

"Can I open it, Shiraishi-kun?"

"OK."

The scroll wasn't very long, and it had four Chinese characters written on it: 'gentle and refined'. Chiyo couldn't understand them.

"What does it mean?"

"This is a Chinese idiom that means to be gentle and refined in manner. It is a gift for your father."

The idiom contains Shiraishi Sawa's expectations for Ichiru Yumi: "It's just abducting a daughter, please be gentle, especially since it's not a real abduction."

Furthermore, there was a reason for sending a Chinese calligraphy piece. Shiraishi Sawa's calligraphy level is only A, which is not considered top-level. Sending a Japanese calligraphy piece would easily make it seem shabby if compared with other works. However, if the Chinese calligraphy is not copied from the works of masters such as Wang Xizhi, it will not be easily compared with other works.

Chiyo immediately unwrapped another calligraphy scroll, which read "蕙质兰心" (a phrase implying a kind and gentle heart). Before Chiyo could ask, Shiraishi Sawah explained:

"A heart as pure as a hawthorn" is a compliment to your mother, praising her for being as pure as a hawthorn and as elegant as an orchid.

"Not bad, that's thoughtful..."

"Of course, after all, it's a gift for my parents-in-law."

"But what about mine?" Chiyo asked with a smile as she discovered there were only two boxes in the bag.

"Stop looking at me like that, Fox-san. I'm already immune to it. Okay, stop pinching my flesh. I'll make it up to you next time."

Seeing that Ichiyo had calmed down, Shiraishizawa opened Ichiyo's bag. Inside was a large, rather heavy box.

"Are you bringing gifts for your parents when you go home?"

"You'll see when you open it; this is a gift for my dad," Chiyo said with a smile.

Well, this is definitely not a good thing.

Shiraishi Sawa carefully opened the box, but it wasn't a scary box at all; inside was just an ID card and a bunch of photos.

Japan doesn't have official marriage certificates. This marriage certificate was probably custom-made for Chiyo. It doesn't contain much information, just photos of the two people, their birthplaces and ages, and their love story.

It's obvious that this certificate was copied from a template, because apart from the name, all the other information on it is completely irrelevant.

Their love story is even more outrageous. Shiraishi Sawa didn't even realize that he and Ichiyo had known each other for ten years and been in love for eight years. Their long-term relationship has only just succeeded today.

"Once you enter the mulberry grove, won't your uncle be able to tell at a glance that you're a fake?"

"It doesn't matter, I just find him annoying. He's the one who bullied me first."