A Peaceful Daily Life of Romance

Almost a month had passed since the start of the school year.

As the end of the month approached, the students of Class D began to complain about being broke, but fortunately, the next month was coming soon, which meant a new deposit of points.

Because of this, the atmosphere in the class had been exceptionally good these past few days, and the students had become very diligent in their classes.

Ever since they learned that their behavior might be linked to class points, they had become cautious; no one wanted to go against money, and if they had no money, what was the difference between staying at this school and being in prison?

"We will have a short quiz during this period. Pass the papers back once you receive them."

The calm voice of Chabashira Sae echoed through the classroom.

Upon hearing that there would be a test, the students' faces fell.

"The test will not be recorded as an official grade; consider it a reference, so there is no need to worry."

Only then did they set their minds at ease.

After school, Horikita Suzune took the initiative to come to his desk, waiting for him to head back together.

As the two left the classroom, she asked:

"How did you do?"

"Probably no problem."

Horikita nodded: "You've improved very quickly during this time. I don't know why you didn't study properly before?"

Horikita had occasionally tutored him during this period, under the pretext of making his grades worthy of his status as a member of the Student Council.

And he hadn't refused, for reasons he would explain later.

"Horikita, why do you study?"

"Me? ...I used to do it to get praise from my brother, but now... I'm not sure."

Bai Ye felt a slight joy, thinking that his efforts over this period had not been in vain.

Horikita had gradually shifted her focus from Horikita Manabu to him.

He said: "Studying is useless to me, so there is no need for me to study."

Others might study to make money or for a living, but it held no meaning for him.

He wasn't short on money; even if his family were gone, relying on previous channels and the massive fortune his father—who he didn't know was dead or alive—had secretly left him, he would never be able to spend it all in this lifetime.

Besides, he had already finished all education below the university level in his past life, so there was no need to study again.

He didn't want to become some kind of scientist, anyway.

Horikita frowned slightly: "Considering your obvious progress, I won't lecture you. Let's go back; I'll cook for you."

"Horikita, you're so kind. Whoever marries you in the future will be truly happy."

"Don't be glib. I'm just making it while I'm at it; it's not like one extra person makes a difference... and it's also to reward you for studying hard lately."

"Alright then."

"Do you not need to go to the Student Council anymore?"

"The president said my tasks were completed beyond expectations, so I don't need to run to the Student Council every day anymore. I'll just go when there's something to do."

"I see..."

Watching the slightly dazed expression on the cold, beautiful girl's face, Bai Ye stepped forward and took her hand, interlacing his fingers with her cool ones.

Feeling his movement, Horikita rolled her eyes at him, her face flushing slightly.

But fortunately, she was already used to this action; after a moment of discomfort, she relaxed.

The two walked back to Horikita's dormitory holding hands.

He sat on Horikita's soft, fragrant bed, watching the beautiful girl busy preparing dinner in the distance.

Logically, he should go up and help; he had often cooked for himself in his past life.

But having been pampered for these past few years, he felt uncomfortable all over at the mere thought of doing it himself.

People, once they get used to a life of luxury, find it very hard to go back to the past.

As he watched, he gradually felt bored, so he got up and walked over to Horikita's side.

She was cutting vegetables.

She had already taken off her wine-red school blazer, and over her white shirt, she wore a black apron.

The apron strings tied around her slender, graceful waist, and the soft curves of her hips beneath it swayed with every motion of her chopping.

Below that were her fair, smooth thighs and her perfectly shaped, slender calves wrapped in black stockings.

Bai Ye felt a bit thirsty; he stepped forward, pressed against her back, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Horikita's chopping motion stiffened, and the roots of her ears slowly turned red.

But she didn't say anything, just kept her head down and continued to cut the vegetables.

Seeing the girl offer no resistance, he smiled slightly, leaned in toward the back of her beautiful neck, and breathed in the scent of her body.

After all, it wasn't the first time, and she had already tacitly allowed his behavior.

It was only after she finished prepping the vegetables in her hands that she spoke languidly:

"How much longer are you going to hold me..."

"What vegetables do you need? I'll get them for you."

"No need. Just go stand to the side; you're in the way here."

"Then... will you give me a kiss?"

"...No."

Horikita's face turned cold.

"Fine." It would still take time to get Horikita to take the initiative to kiss him.

Reluctantly, he left the kitchen and sat back down on Horikita's bed.

His gaze drifted to the clean sheets, his eyes flickered, and he took off his jacket, lay down, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Instantly, a fragrance even richer than before filled his nostrils, and his entire body was enveloped in that delicate scent.

This aroma seemed to have a calming effect, automatically smoothing out the restlessness in his heart, leaving his mind peaceful and his spirit untroubled.

He really liked this feeling.

No matter how many storms one experiences or how many hardships one passes, the pine tree still stands tall in the cold wind, unmoving.

This was his first time lying on Horikita's bed, and he felt a sudden sense of regret.

If he had known sooner, he would have come up here earlier.

Unfortunately, it wasn't long before Horikita finished cooking and walked over to nudge his quilt.

She wasn't angry, but there was a hint of regret in her words:

"Why are you becoming more and more like a pervert..."

"Isn't that what normal couples do? What's so strange about it?"

"It's not strange...?" Horikita's face flushed red. "You keep running over to kiss me at the drop of a hat. Do you have some kind of weird sickness?"

"It's because..."

This brought to mind an interesting story.

Every time he kissed her, Horikita would show some resistance, but as their feelings deepened, the young girl would gradually give up, ending up with a face flushed like a sunset, whimpering, and collapsing against him with no strength left in her body.

And this was the moment when he could do as he pleased.

Clearly, Horikita hadn't forgotten about this either; she shot him an annoyed look, her tone growing fiercer:

"Eat. If you dare to think about that, you're finished."

"Oh."

He didn't dare offend Horikita. Although she was beautiful and delicate when he kissed her, if he made her angry, she could be very fierce, and quite childish too.

She actually made him copy textbook passages...

If the Three Idiots found out about this, they would definitely laugh themselves to death.

The meal was very warm and cozy.

This was all thanks to his enthusiasm and his world-class sense of humor.

Even an ice cube like Horikita was teased into laughing a couple of times.

That said.

He didn't actually like being that proactive all the time.

However, if he weren't proactive, given Horikita's personality, the two of them would probably just sit there staring at each other for a lifetime.

After the meal, he tried to kiss Horikita again, and only after he had teased her into a state of shy annoyance did she, with a racing heart and a flushed face, chase him out.