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

"Ah, this," Meteor, still unaware of Shiraishi Sawa's true nature, looked at him expectantly, hoping to hear a decent answer.

Hongyu stared wide-eyed, trying to stop the meteor, but it was too late.

You actually believe that kind of thing?

Meteor breathed a sigh of relief. "That's right, Master, you really know how to joke around..."

"We're divorced. She's my ex-wife now."

Meteor's head froze, and the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.

Three sentences, three different answers, and none of them were correct.

Hongyu, standing to the side, gave a wry smile that said, "I knew it."

Chapter 129 Men are all competitive creatures

"You two are really interesting..." Meteor said awkwardly, barely managing to come to her senses. "How about we play some board games?"

Board games aren't outrageous; board games are salvation!

Meteor and Red Feather stared intently at Shiraishi Zexiu, fearing that this devil would utter another word of refusal.

"Of course you can."

The two looked at Shiraishi Sawa in disbelief, who had readily agreed, and marveled that the sun had risen in the west.

--

Actually, the sun still rises from the east.

Because Shiraishi Sawa Hide lost all six games in a row, this is unacceptable for a male butler who needs to maintain a good customer experience.

If everyone is friends, then this is perfectly acceptable, and Meteor and Red Feather can even laugh at each other.

If the other party is a female customer, there is also a solution: smile, use your masculine charm, and then change the game.

The problem is, this time the target is a normal man who is completely unyielding. If it weren't for the fact that his face was getting darker and darker, they would have even suspected that Shiraishi Sawa was deliberately losing.

Actually, they guessed correctly. Even his dark expression was an act by Shiraishi Zexiu. I didn't play when I had a chance to win; I was just playing around.

The goal was simple: to put the two deacons in a difficult position.

Of course, the best solution would be to let Chiyo keep losing, but Shiraishi Sawah considered that if he targeted her, he might face retaliation later, so he decided against it.

However, Shiraishi Sawa Hide gradually lost more and more, as his opponent became stronger and started competing with him for the win.

So now, the only one playing normally on the field, Chiyo, discovers that in every round, she wins first, leaving the other three to struggle desperately.

From where she was sitting, she could see Shiraishi Sawa's hand. He was basically making blunders very seriously, and it seemed like he considered the maximum penalty for each card he played.

But surprisingly, the three of them managed to go back and forth.

"Master Shiroishi! You've won!"

In the ninth round, when Meteor and Red Feather watched as Shiraishi Sawa finally won second place, both of them wanted to hug each other and cry.

Shiraishi Sawa was a little disappointed; the hand he had was just too good, and no matter what he played, he couldn't keep losing. On the surface, however, he was very happy.

"Finally won! I'm so happy! Let's stop playing and play another game."

"What should we play?"

"I want to be carried in a princess carry," Chiyo suggested, leaning out of her seat.

"Go play somewhere else," Shiraishi Sawa said, grabbing Chiyo Ichiri's clothes around her waist and pulling her back to the sofa. "Girls shouldn't interrupt when boys are chatting."

"No, otherwise I'd be losing out big time if I ordered the deluxe set meal. I really want to see Meteor Butler hug Red Feather Butler."

"I already said... so it turns out they were hugging each other. I support it. Meteor Butler, could you please give Hongyu a princess carry?"

"Of course!" Meteor immediately walked to the open space next to her and assumed a ready posture. Although this request was a bit outrageous, it was as normal as it could be compared to her experience this afternoon.

Hongyu, who was relatively small, walked up to Liuxing and lay down on him when he squatted down.

"Wow, that's really impressive," Chiyo commented from the sofa.

"That's it? That red feather weighs only about 100 pounds. I could lift it up and do several squats with it."

"Then go hug him, he won't refuse."

"No, I'm not into philosophy."

"I suspect that you, Shiraishi-kun, are nothing more than that Meteor Butler."

"Don't try that. Simple provocation won't work on me."

"Shall we have a competition?"

"What's there to compare?" Shiraishi Zexiu scrutinized Meteor. "He's not as tall or handsome as me, and he doesn't have my charisma. He's a complete winner."

"Even though what you said is true, Shiraishi-kun, it doesn't stop me from thinking you're narcissistic."

"Did you find any maids at the maid cafe we ​​went to last time who were prettier than you or as pretty as you?"

“I understand,” Chiyo Ichiri said after a brief silence. “Indeed, this is the self-awareness that an excellent person should have.”

Meteor and Red Feather, who had been ignored, were still hugging each other, watching the two whispering.

Please?! You haven't forgotten about the two of us, have you? Going back now is pointless, and standing there isn't an option either.

"Um, Master, can we stop hugging like this?"

Meteor couldn't hold on any longer and could only ask a question.

"Ah, sure, but my ex-husband wants to have a match with you."

Shiraishi Sawa glanced at Ichiyo Ichiriki. This woman was being forced into this situation again, but a competition suited him perfectly.

The two butlers, ignoring the term 'ex-husband,' sat back down on the sofa.

"Of course! What kind of competition should we have?"

We're going to lose no matter what we compete in this time!

"Let's arm wrestle. The loser will do 20 squats."

"Squat..."

Suit pants plus squats equals double the nightmare. Anyway, this customer named Shiraishi Sawashu is never going to make me look good, so I might as well embarrass him a little.

With that in mind, the two of them prepared to give it their all.

Three seconds later, Meteor looked at her hand that had been pinned down and didn't know what to say. Thirteen seconds later, Red Feather also looked at her hand that had been pinned down and didn't know what to say.

It turns out that some things can't be won just by giving your all.

.......

It seemed as if a new world had been opened up. For the rest of the time, the four of them did not play any other games. Instead, Chiyo Ichiru set up challenges for Shiraishi Sawa to compete against the two butlers.

In most cases, Shiraishi Sawa Hide won.

Unfortunately, her singing skills are not as good as Butler Hongyu's, but since the latter is just a third-rate singer and the butler is just a side job, it's understandable.

Even dancing was a loss; Shiraishi Sawa, who only knew square dancing and hand gestures, was helpless against it.

I'll definitely learn it when I get back!

"Ready, go!"

Chiyo Ichiriki, lying in Shiraishi Sawa's arms, gave the order.

They're having a princess carry squat competition now. Because Chiyo is relatively light, the rule is that Shiraishi Sawa's four squats are only equivalent to three.

The butler should not have cared about these things; instead, he should have accepted the negative conditions and lost in a more gentlemanly manner. However, Meteor and Red Feather's competitive spirit had been aroused, and the butler's duty was gradually forgotten.

Shiraishi Sawa's competitive spirit was even stronger than theirs. After the projects gradually became incomparable, he agreed to Chiyo's suggestion without much consideration.

Chiyo didn't wrap her arms around Shiraishi Sawa's neck. Lying in Shiraishi Sawa's arms, she could feel the slight warmth from his breath. The world was moving up and down, but she felt exceptionally at ease. Playing with the tie in her hand, Chiyo looked at Shiraishi Sawa's face.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his handsome face, giving it a faint yellow glow, making him look radiant and dazzling.

Sensing the gaze, Shiraishi Sawa looked down at Ichiyo Ichiri, and after a brief exchange of glances, they both looked away.

However, there seemed to be a faint smile on their faces.

Chapter 130 The purpose of digestion is, of course, to satisfy hunger.

"I'm doomed, I'm definitely going to get a bad review this time. Why did I get so competitive?"

Six o'clock finally arrived. Looking at Shiraishi Sawa and Ichiyo Ichiri walking ahead, Ryusei and Kurenai walked behind, whispering to each other.

"Yeah, this means half my salary will be deducted. I was actually quite happy that I ordered the deluxe version."

"The main problem is that my colleague is too terrifying. I really can't have more than ten sentences with him."

"I feel like they're a couple who've had a fight or something, and they're here to relax. Sigh, isn't it okay to tease the maid?"

"Hello, you two, your service time is up. How would you rate your service experience? Please rate it from 1 to 10."

“I’m very satisfied, and she’s very satisfied too.”

Meteor and Red Feather stared in disbelief at the man who had said those words.

"Okay, would you like their contact information? But there's an extra charge for that."

"No need, but I can sell you my contact information."

"Really? To be honest, do you plan to work part-time here...?"

"Yes... Alright, Fox-san, stop pulling on my suit, it'll get wrinkled. I can walk by myself. Goodbye, everyone. No, there won't be a next time. Goodbye, everyone."

The people inside watched as Shiraishi Sawa was slowly dragged away from the shop by Ichiyo.

“I’m only a few years older than them, but I feel like the generation gap is as deep as the Mariana Trench.”

"Feel the same."

"He's so handsome." Only the receptionist made a different remark.

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"What should we have for dinner, baby fox?"