God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 309 - 91. Is this correct, Spencer?

"Uh..."

The Tuesday morning light filtered through the curtains, sweeping away the gloom of the night.

The long eyelashes of Ye Shiyu, lying in bed, trembled slightly, betraying her drowsiness.

Her eyes opened groggily until she sat up and noticed the bedding covering her, unlike what she rembered when she fell asleep the night before.

After being zoned out for a second, her returning consciousness suddenly reminded her of last night’s events.

"..."

She turned her head to look around, but the boy’s figure was no longer in the room.

The balcony door was closed, and the curtains, without the embellishnt of the wind, looked lifeless.

It wasn’t until she turned her head to check her phone for the ti that she realized the jellyfish toy from her nightstand had been pulled out by soone at so unknown ti.

It looked dumbly back at her.

On the jellyfish’s tentacles, there was a sticky note from her stationery, displaying a ssage, as if the adorable jellyfish was presenting the information to her.

"I’m gone.

"Goodnight, Sister Shiyu

"Yan Huan"

Ye Shiyu couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch the end of the sticky note where the other party signed their na.

Originally, the jellyfish gift didn’t have a na on it, but now it seed to have gone a step further, with his na written on it, placed in her room.

But...

She didn’t seem to dislike it.

"..."

After staring at the sticky note for a long ti, Ye Shiyu suddenly got up, went to her desk to pick up the correction tape.

Then, she turned around and wiped off the top line of the sticky note that read "I’m gone."

Thus, she contentedly put the sticky note, which had wished her goodnight, back on the nightstand together with the adorable jellyfish toy.

She picked up her phone, its display reading "7:11."

After a silent mont, she opened plane, and opened the chat box with her mother, Ye Lan.

Her slender fingers moved lightly, tapping out two lines,

"Mama, teach ...

"What does it an to like Xiao Huan?"

She lowered her head, holding the phone, staring at the chat box.

Until, several seconds later, the phone vibrated with a notification.

It was a ssage from her mother,

"Okay."

...

...

Tuesday, noon, in the L501 classroom of the library, the study group’s activity location.

Today is Tuesday, the study group’s official first day of activity... although there are hardly a few people in the study group.

"Ah, Commander, it’s ti to set off together!!

"Pink, sparkle!!"

The sweet female voice burst from Yahashiki’s phone next to her, his fingers moving rapidly like shadows, frequently switching the characters in his team to release their skills and attack the endlessly spawning monsters.

anwhile, Spencer pouted, watching the final golden bomb pig in her phone get slingshot into the sky, towards the splendid nest of birds,

"Roar roar roar roar!"

But it seed there was an issue with either the order or the angle of the pig’s launch, as she only had the very last pig left to launch, and there was still a heap of birds to defeat.

"Boom!"

As expected, the strength of a single pig was too feeble, even the most powerful golden bomb pig couldn’t breach the resplendent abode of the birds.

"Failure~"

Watching the bright red failure sign on her phone, Spencer clenched her teeth, her forehead veins bulging.

A second later, she slapped the desk, visibly annoyed, then turned her head to look at Yahashiki, who was a short distance away, holding his phone and playing so mobile ga,

"It’s all your fault!! Can’t you play your ga quieter!? You’re making lose over and over again!"

Yahashiki, in disbelief, put down his phone and pointed at himself,

"What, how is it my fault if you can’t pass the level?"

"What’s with all those noises, girls constantly yelling!?"

"...Noob, just practice more."

Yahashiki scoffed with disdain, his hands forming pincer-like shapes, and said,

"That crappy ga, even a primary schooler could beat it, and here you are, sweating over it, whining about everything..."

Spencer imdiately stood up and demanded loudly,

"What did you say?! Say that again?!"

Seeing Spencer about to explode, Yahashiki’s face turned pale, and he quickly shouted,

"It is what it is!! Quack! Wha... what are you doing?!"

"Click~"

Just as Spencer was about to rage, the door suddenly opened, revealing Yan Huan at the entrance, carrying three cups of milk tea.

"President, save !"

"Huh?"

Spencer turned her head around, her raised fist hanging midair, but her attention was caught by the three bags of milk tea in his hands.

"Sit down; we’re about to start."

Yan Huan walked to the table, handing a cup of milk tea to Yahashiki,

"Thanks, President."

Spencer glanced at Yahashiki then turned to look at the two bags of milk tea in Yan Huan’s hands.

She blinked, silently counting the number of people present in her mind.

One, two, three...

Huh?

After counting, she looked at Yan Huan, who sat expressionless as he pulled out chairs and took out materials, and revealed a aningful smile.

This guy, always saying how much he dislikes , but he still brought milk tea for ...

What a contradictory fish~

And reacting so earnestly to just now, maybe these past few days he can’t stop thinking about in private.

Let tear off your hypocritical mask then, President Yan~

Spencer cleared her throat, gently ran her fingers through her long golden curls, and quietly sat down across from Yan Huan.

Then, resting her chin in her hand, she smiled and looked up at him.