God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 224 - 65. Ye Shiyu and Sakuragi Hitomi’s Wartime All

What the hell!!

Both of them were slightly stunned and instantly freed themselves from that bizarre idea.

A wave of nausea surged up, and their expressions simultaneously turned cold.

Sakuragi Hitomi still maintained a polite smile, but her eyes had completely cooled.

And Ye Shiyu’s reaction was much more severe and noticeable.

Her phone lit up instantly, and a dense, unreal shadow began to rise from within her.

"Roar!"

On Yan Huan’s shoulder, the illusory black cat suddenly materialized, its fur puffed out as it growled and looked at Ye Shiyu, who was stepping forward toward them.

The hunt begins!

Yan Huan’s pupils narrowed, and actually, he didn’t need Miao’s reminder to feel the unprecedented terrifying pressure from Ye Shiyu.

Ye Shiyu’s hostility towards Spencer is beyond imagination!

That’s right...

Given Ye Shiyu’s personality of labeling everything, encountering Spencer who tries to snatch everything, it’s like a spark eting gunpowder!

If she isn’t stopped, she might really use hypnosis in front of everyone!

What?

There are others around?

The current app only works on a single target?

Hmph!

I don’t care!

All the Minotaurs in the world must die!!

Modifier in full activation!

This is the most likely developnt Yan Huan could think of.

Thinking of this, he instantly activated his Perfect Expression Managent ability.

His already disgusted expression turned outright cold, and he casually shook off Spencer’s hand that was on his shoulder.

She staggered as her balance was thrown off. Just as her expression was about to change and she opened her mouth, she saw Yan Huan frowning at her,

"Who allowed you to eat? Are we that close?"

"Huh?"

But Spencer nonchalantly raised his hand and "tsked" at Yan Huan, muttering quietly,

"It’s just a few cookies. If it really matters, I’ll give you money, that should solve it, right?"

And just as Ye Shiyu, who was walking toward Yan Huan and Spencer, was about to step forward, Sakuragi Hitomi’s eyes flashed and she suddenly reached out to grab Ye Shiyu.

This pull directly shifted Sakuragi Hitomi for so distance.

...

Ye Shiyu turned her head expressionlessly, with confusion in her eyes.

However, Sakuragi Hitomi didn’t seem to want to start a fight; she just glanced at Ye Shiyu.

Then she smiled slightly at Spencer and said,

"She hasn’t eaten anything, her mind isn’t the best. Poor thing, let her have so..."

"Huh?!"

Yan Huan found out that Spencer really dislikes it when people call her stupid.

It makes her furious.

With Yan Huan openly scolding Spencer, and Sakuragi Hitomi subtly mocking her, Ye Shiyu who was ready to ’draw her sword’ suddenly felt perplexed.

That blond girl...

Is the sa girl from before at the Oceanarium entrance who bizarrely tried to snatch the keychain.

For so reason, Ye Shiyu instinctively detested her.

But this Sakuragi Hitomi...

Ye Shiyu stopped in her tracks, looked back at Sakuragi Hitomi, and their eyes t briefly before they both looked away.

Temporary alliance~

Although Sakuragi Hitomi had already devised a venomous plan to completely get rid of Spencer, she still has superpowers, proven by the way she influenced Ye Shiyu’s thoughts just now.

Ye Shiyu herself doesn’t like this person, but compared to Spencer, the primary problem, it wouldn’t hurt to ally first.

So, the look they exchanged ant:

"Shall we get rid of this Spencer together?"

"Deal."

Yahashiki, unaware of what happened, just felt like the temperature in the corridor dropped tens of degrees in a short ti.

He shivered and glanced at the fierce red lion on the left and then at the two beautiful girls with cold faces on the right.

I...

I just wanted to eat a piece of cookie!!

But with the situation as it is, he didn’t feel it was a good ti to speak.

Fortunately, right then, the door to L502 laboratory opened, and a club recruiter poked his head out and said to Sakuragi Hitomi with a smile,

"Vice President Sakuragi, shall we start?"

"Okay, no problem. We will co in right away."

Thank God I’m saved!

As Yahashiki saw the oppressive atmosphere break, he rushed toward L502 like a person gasping for air,

"Ha... haha, I’ll go into the class first. You all are coming too, right? Haha..."

Let’s get this crap sorted out and go to class, please, you masters.

The battle situation temporarily eased, and the frozen atmosphere started to flow again.

Sakuragi Hitomi walked toward the class with a smile and said to Yan Huan,

"President, shall we go?"

"Okay, you go ahead."

Yan Huan glanced at Spencer and said bluntly,

"You should attend too, go get the study materials we prepared for you in L501."

"Yes, yes... President Yan..."

She nodded impatiently, turned, and went into the classroom to gather her things.

And Yan Huan then handed the remaining cookies to Ye Shiyu, smiling and saying,

"Sister Shiyu, you go ahead, I need to use the restroom."

"I..."

Ye Shiyu was about to say "I’ll go with you," but Sakuragi Hitomi behind her smiled and gestured towards the classroom, seemingly wanting to say sothing.

"...Okay, Xiao Huan, you go."

Ye Shiyu thought for a mont and decided to enter the classroom with Sakuragi Hitomi to hear what she wanted to say.

Everyone else entered L502 classroom, and only then did Yan Huan turn to head toward the restroom at the other end.

"That was close, Miao."

The corridor was very quiet, especially before the first morning class when the library is so empty, and hardly anyone cos if there isn’t sothing happening.

Yan Huan entered the n’s restroom and washed off a bit of grease from the cookies in front of the mirror.

He sighed and said to Miao in his mind,

"The modifier choosing its host must be intentional, not just simply desiring...

"Miao, don’t you think, the effects provided by these modifiers very much match their own personalities?"

Miao "owed" charmingly,

"That’s right, Miao. These hosts are carefully selected by the modifiers after intricate selection. They look for certain flaws in them that lead to desires; sotis satisfying these flaws can be contradictory...

"Yan Huan, this might just be a guess, Miao: although all these modifiers co from one place, they are not on the sa side...

"Instead, from what I see, their hostility towards each other is not lesser than their coveting of you."

Listening to Miao’s words, Yan Huan narrowed his eyes.

Is that so...

He dried his hands, pondering over Miao’s words, and was just about to leave the restroom when a blond figure with a mischievous smile suddenly appeared in his vision.

Spencer was standing right in front of him, staring at him with a daunting presence.

Yan Huan frowned and said,

"Spencer? This is the n’s..."

"Bang!"

But in the next mont, Spencer suddenly closed the gap.

Under Yan Huan’s astonished gaze, she gently pressed her hand against his chest, pushing him against the wall.

One hand pinned down his wrist, and the other hand was pressed against the wall by his ear, completely enclosing him.

"Hisss..."

The muscles that were only trained last night, the soreness was imaginable.

But he just took a sharp breath, his face slightly stiff as he looked up close at Spencer.

"Miao?!"

Miao was startled, looking at the mischievous, predatory Spencer in front of her.

Then she saw Spencer lick her lips, showing her characteristic fang.

Her fair and brisk face took on a hint of pink as she tilted her head, letting the bathroom light catch the edge of her fine, beautifully wavy blond hair...

She exhaled and said to Yan Huan,

"Just had so of your cookies, wow, are you angry? Because it was the dessert your sister sent you?

"Don’t be mad, what’s done is done...if you don’t take the money, I can offer so other compensation...

"What do you think, President Yan?"

A soft, almost imperceptible touch brushed against Yan Huan’s chest, a scent like that of sports shower gel emanated from the space between her slightly reddened neck and hair.

The scent was so sharp and morable; it was as if it pierced into Yan Huan’s mind.

Yan Huan quickly cald down, this proximity bizarrely made him not consider the modifier or anything else.

For the first ti, he earnestly noted this gorgeous brisk blond girl,

"..pensation?"

In the silence, his throat moved slightly as he spoke.