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

Once inside, Chiyo also came to her senses, licking her upper lip with the tip of her tongue. Shiraishi Sawa, who was still reminiscing about the touch just now, silently recited a calming mantra in his heart.

"How are you going to compensate me, Shiraishi-kun? I kindly helped you tie your belt, and you not only twisted my hair, but also put your finger in my mouth?"

Unable to decipher Chiyo's expression or discern whether she truly cared about the matter, Shiraishi Sawa could only say:

"Well, I had another chance to see what you wore casually before, so let's cancel that out."

"Oh dear, I almost forgot I still owe you two outfits to dress up for me. What, does that mean I can wear whatever I want to make up for the bunny girl part?"

"Because I want to express my remorse for this matter."

Shiraishi Sawa can't very well say that because your mother really wants to see your bunny girl outfit, the outcome is the same no matter which one you abandon, so you might as well abandon the one that looks bigger.

"Then that's settled, you gave up on your own."

Her nonchalant tone made Shiraishi Zexiu realize that she didn't care about this matter, as if he didn't have to exchange it, which was a bit of a loss for him.

Upon entering Chiyo, I stepped back a few paces to continue examining the place, feeling that something was missing.

Then he stepped forward again, stood on tiptoe, and ruffled Shiraishi Sawa's hair with his hands.

Her delicate and smooth face was just centimeters away from Shiraishi Sawa, and even at such close range, it was perfect. Shiraishi Sawa could even hear the girl's breathing.

This time, Shiraishi Sawa Hide really didn't dare to make a move.

After entering Chiyo's mess, he looked at his work and nodded in satisfaction.

"Why are you so petty? I just scratched your hair, and you scratched it back. Shouldn't you kiss my finger too?"

Then a fair hand was raised in front of Shiraishi Sawa, with the fist clenched and only the index finger extended.

"Hmm? But be careful, Shiraishi-kun, I didn't wash my hands."

Chiyo tilted her head slightly, looking at Shiraishi Sawa, her face still smiling.

At this moment, he couldn't back down. Instead of kissing her finger, Shiraishi Sawah gave a Western-style hand kiss.

The girl's skin is so tender; that's how Shiraishi Sawa felt.

Even after entering the Thousand Representatives area, his expression remained unchanged. He wiped away imaginary drool from the back of his hand and continued:

"Let me explain, I messed up your hair not to get back at you, but because this style suits you better. Don't be so quick to doubt me, go look in the mirror across from the drinks cabinet."

Shiraishi Sawa walked to the full-length mirror with some skepticism, glanced at himself, and then tidied his hair. Indeed, messy hair suited him better.

"Okay, then I was the one who won by kissing you just now. Do you want to kiss the back of my hand to win me back?"

"No." Chiyo rolled her eyes, then looked at Shiraishi Sawa with disdain: "Remember to mess up your hair tomorrow."

"receive."

Since it was almost time for work, Shiraishi Sawa was reluctant to wear the clothes that cost over 100,000 yen to work, so he went back to the staff room to change into his own clothes first.

--

“So,” Chiyo Ichiriki said, looking at Hideaki Shiraishi during a break from work, “what are you going to wear to school tomorrow? Are you going to bring something and change in the restroom?”

Shiraishi Sawa had already made a decision, so he answered directly:

"It's too much trouble to take it with me to change, and I'll have to bring my original school uniform with me. I don't plan to do that."

I plan to wear this outfit all tomorrow, and also let the girls at school see a different side of their dream guy, Shiraishi Sawa Hide.

"Huh?" Chiyo was taken aback by the answer. "Doesn't your school forbid wearing other clothes?"

"Rules and regulations are meant to be broken, otherwise what's the point? I'll just go straight to the door tomorrow; they can't expect me to go back and change them again."

“Our school does that, and the school has a huge network of relationships, so I have to try my best to follow some rules.”

“I’ve grasped the key word ‘try my best’ once I entered the sang, and I’m sure you’ve broken it quite a few times as well.”

A customer came to pay the bill. After Chiyo Ichiin finished collecting the money, Shiraishizawa Hide continued:

"As the top student in the first year of high school at Mingchuan High School, the school will give me some face. And don't forget that we are just an ordinary key high school. With your family's help, I also have the reputation of being a 'gangster prince' at school."

"Are you implying something?" Chiyo's tone turned unfriendly.

"What?" Shiraishi Zexiu didn't react at first, but then he remembered that Chiyo's grades were not high in her class, let alone her grade.

"Actually, I didn't mean that just now, but since you reminded me, it's okay if I meant to mock you. Let's add it: lazy woman who doesn't like to study."

Chiyo isn't stupid; her intelligence is 3 points higher than average. The only reason her grades aren't high is that she doesn't like studying.

Surrounded by supermarket goods, she couldn't just toss her coins over. All Chiyo could do was squint her fox-like eyes and glare at Shiraishi Sawa.

All that could be seen was Shiraishi Sawa's disdainful attitude; this person was becoming more and more capable.

"Tomorrow night."

"What?" Shiraishi Sawa was a little confused when he heard Chiyo Ichiryu suddenly say those two words, not knowing what they meant.

“I’m telling you,” Chiyo Ichii said, her unfriendly expression vanishing and her usual smiling face returning, “I’ll make sure you have an unforgettable Tanabata Festival tomorrow night, Shiraishi-kun. After all, you’re supposed to be my husband, yet you’re still fooling around with so many other girls, right in front of me.”

"Of course, it's okay if I can't do it. Shiraishi-kun, you don't seem very good at dealing with elders. My mother certainly won't refuse my suggestion for something that will make people happy to watch a show."

"I'm sorry, but once I entered the Sang family, I had an epiphany. Now I feel that studying is the most meaningless thing in the world. Studying is a waste of life. Really, I really regret that I spent the first half of my life studying. I think your attitude towards life is what it means to live authentically."

The first half of one's life mainly refers to the previous life.

"Oh?"

"Therefore, please forgive my rash actions. I am willing to give you 1.6 million as an apology."

"Since you've put it that way, there's nothing I can do about it."

With a sigh of relief, Shiraishi Sawa Hide realized that Ichiriki Nao, who shared a similar personality with Ichiriki Chiyo but also had the added advantage of being an elder, was indeed a difficult person to deal with.

"Why are you so relaxed? I didn't say I changed my mind!"

"......"

Chapter 105 Who is the Scheming Man?

On his way home, Shiraishi Sawah sighed again.

Even after entering Chiyo's territory, she didn't change her mind, saying, "Don't try to fool me with sweet talk and the 1.6 million yen that's a hot potato." But when Shiraishi Sawa asked her what to do, she just smiled and remained silent.

What an unlovable woman.

Neither the quiet Soga Kirei nor the quiet Takanashi could do something like this.

Shiraishi Sawa could only pray that Chiyo wouldn't cause any too much trouble.

Back home, I noticed that I had mentioned it to Yuko Takanashi in the afternoon, and sure enough, I had already bought all the materials for making the tangram. However, by this time, most of it was already finished.

The small portion that was left was because Yuko Takanashi deliberately left it to prevent Hideaki Shiraishi from thinking that a sense of participation in the production was very important.

See how thoughtful that is?

--

As expected, when Shiraishi Sawa returned from his morning run, he saw two steaming bowls of noodles on the dining table, one large and one small. One bowl was estimated to weigh about 500 grams, while the other was about 200 grams. Takanashi was washing a pot in the kitchen.

I moved the large bowl of noodles in front of me, scooped up a spoonful of soup, then picked up a circle of noodles, blew on it to cool it down, and slurped it up in one gulp. It was quite delicious; it looked plain but tasted surprisingly good.

Yuuko Takanashi also came out of the kitchen after washing the pot.

"How is it, Shiraishi-kun? How does this noodle dish taste?"

"Very good!"

Shiraishi Sawa Hide answered the question again with a gust of wind during the operation.

Yuko Takanashi smiled happily after receiving approval, and the two of them sat at the table and finished eating noodles together.

After taking a quick shower, Shiraishi Sawah came out and changed into the gray kimono. Although it was a dark color that was not eye-catching, the high-quality fabric and Shiraishi Sawah's handsome face made it a combination that would be popular anywhere.

For example, Yuko Takanashi, who was somewhat surprised when she saw it.

Shiraishi Sawa remembered Chiyo's advice, went to the bathroom, and started messing up his hair in front of the mirror. It was a pity that he hadn't bought hairspray or hair wax, so he couldn't fix it.

"Shiraishi-kun, are you going to school wearing this today?" After coming out, Takanashi Yuuko had recovered her senses, but she was still a little puzzled.

"Because I'm going to the Tanabata Festival with you guys, I naturally have to dress up nicely," Shiraishi Zexiu said righteously.

Seeing that Yuuko Takanashi was about to ask a question, probably about school rules, Shiraishi Sawa preemptively answered with the same explanation he gave yesterday regarding Chiyo Ichiyo.

"So, Takanashi, why don't you put on your own clothes too? I guarantee Gennai-sensei won't blame us."

“No,” Takanashi Yuko shook her head firmly. “I don’t want to trouble others, and I also find it troublesome to bring clothes. Wearing my school uniform to the Tanabata Festival is fine.”

Actually, Shiraishi Sawa Hide didn't care, but unfortunately, he didn't have the power to decide this matter to some extent.

"Since it's a decision you can make, let's go."

To Shiraishi Sawa's surprise, after wearing this kimono, people on the subway were hesitant to get close. On the crowded morning subway, everyone's eyes kept glancing at Shiraishi Sawa, but no one dared to get too close.

"You've become a noble young master, Mr. Shiraishi," Yuko Takanashi remarked as she got out of the car.

"I'm actually just a lewd, cheap young master."

Unsurprisingly, Shiraishi Sawa was stopped at the school gate.

"Excuse me, wearing unusual clothing is not allowed on regular school days at this school."

Today, the disciplinary officer is a boy. Although I was surprised by Shiraishi Sawa's handsomeness, I became even more hostile because of it.

"Oh dear," Shiraishi Sawah feigned surprise as he looked at his clothes, "Why did I come out dressed like this? I thought I was wearing my school uniform. It's a pity, I live so far away from home, I don't have time to go back and change into my school uniform."

These words made the disciplinary administrator's lips twitch. The clothes were specially prepared for the Tanabata Festival, but now they're playing this trick. Even Takanashi Yuko, who was already inside the school gate waiting, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Before the discipline supervisor could speak, Shiraishi Sawa waved his hand, his expression returning to calm:

"I know, I'm familiar with the process. Shiraishi Sawa, Grade 11, Group A. This is my student ID. I'm not lying to you. Please take a look. You're going to get your name recorded and publicly criticized, right? Here you go."

Without uttering a single line, the disciplinary officer reluctantly took the student ID and wrote down the name.

"Classmate," Shiraishi Sawa waved to the other person before leaving, "I hope I can see my name on the bulletin board soon."

Arrogant! Extremely arrogant!

--

Both Shiraishi Sawa and Takanashi Yuuko entered the classroom through the back door, and everyone was excitedly discussing that today was the Tanabata Festival. At first glance, no one noticed the unusual Shiraishi Sawa.

"You scheming bastard! Shiraishi, you're not wearing your school uniform behind our backs!"