God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 392 - 113.Pardon? (Two in One)3

"Waaaah!!"

Sakuragi Hitomi averted her gaze slightly because she realized that the crying was not a pretense, but truly instigated by her own words.

Sakuragi Ryou sobbed as she threw the wooden box onto the table and ran upstairs, crying,

"Wuwuwu, Sakuragi Hitomi, I hate you!! Wuwuwu!"

"..."

Yuanlina and Ashley awkwardly reached out their hands to retain her but did not know what to say.

Yan Huan glanced at the expressionless Sakuragi Hitomi beside her, also remaining silent.

And Yahashiki...

He picked up the wooden box and, along the way, picked up the King’s Token to start experinting, jokingly said with a heartless smile,

"Hey, look, there really is a scale underneath. And the cup’s wall does attract the King’s Token; this thing is specially made!"

"...Shut up!"

"Alright, Ashley sis."

Yan Huan glanced at the half-eaten cake and then at the seascape outside, soaked in moonlight, just about to speak, when Sakuragi Hitomi stood up.

Looking up, she saw that she had regained her proper smile and apologetically said to her classmates,

"Um... sorry, I’m going upstairs to chat with Ryou. President, feel free to do as you please below. The beach outside is private, you can walk around and play freely... I’ll co down as soon as I’m done."

"Oh... oh..."

After speaking, she placed her hands in front of her belly, elegantly and properly walked towards the upstairs where Sakuragi Ryou had left.

...

...

"Knock, knock, knock..."

At the villa’s second floor, deep along the corridor in the master bedroom, Sakuragi Hitomi knocked on the door.

Silence persisted for a mont, still no response from inside.

She tugged at the door, found it was locked, so she knocked again, adding,

"Ryou, it’s , open the door."

"I don’t want to see you, wuwuwu... I hate you..."

"If you don’t open the door, I will have Nara break it down."

"Go ahead and break it! Wuwuwu... I’m going to tell uncle, tell him everything you did, wuwuwu..."

"Alright, let Aunt and Dad co to Lin Gate as well, and let Aunt see also those things in your room..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door that had been firmly closed opened.

Through the door crack stood a tear-stained Sakuragi Ryou.

Just behind her, the vast room walls and tables were adorned with all sorts of male celebrity paraphernalia.

"..."

Sakuragi Hitomi, with an expressionless face, looked at Sakuragi Ryou still crying but stubbornly looking back at her, and couldn’t help but sigh.

She tilted her head and asked,

"Shall we have an honest talk?"

"..."

Sakuragi Ryou pouted and nodded.

After a mont, she hastily said,

"Let’s talk at the doorway!"

"Alright."

Sakuragi Hitomi, with crossed arms, looked at Sakuragi Ryou and asked first,

"You ca today for the President, didn’t you? What exactly do you want?"

Sakuragi Ryou’s gaze shifted slightly, murmuring softly,

"I don’t know."

"You don’t know and you start all this? Do you think you like the President?"

"I like him!"

"...What about him do you like?"

Sakuragi Ryou blinked her eyes, moved back a little into the door and said,

"He is handso."

"...That’s it?"

Sakuragi Ryou nodded, cautiously glanced at Sakuragi Hitomi, and retorted,

"Aren’t you ashad? Aren’t you with him because he is handso too? What else do you see in him?

"You can’t strive to match us by family background; as for his character, what if it’s just an act? It can’t fill your stomach.

"It’s better to ask for sothing tangible and visible, don’t you think that makes sense?"

Sakuragi Hitomi stared directly at her, silent for a long ti, then sighed and said,

"...You don’t understand, you don’t like him. I have nothing more to say to you."

As she spoke, Sakuragi Hitomi wanted to turn and leave,

"If you are no match for , accept the loss graciously; just being sore doesn’t show maturity. Co down, let’s not air our dirty laundry."

Sakuragi Ryou, watching the departing figure of Sakuragi Hitomi, clenched her teeth, stepped out of the room, and said,

"You are the one! What nonsense... Since you like him, you had a good chance just now to find out who he likes! If it’s you, then..."

Sakuragi Hitomi, however, turned her head back with a cold expression, sharply asked,

"What if it’s not ?!"

"..."

"What if he likes a girl who is sunnier, more cheerful, and from a family more suitable than mine?"

Might it be Bai Yi?

Or that childhood friend An Le?

No matter who it is, it seems that anyone would be more suitable than her inherently despicable self, right?

Even when Yan Huan said he didn’t like anyone, Sakuragi Hitomi felt she might have a chance.

But when he actually said he liked soone, Sakuragi Hitomi subconsciously ruled herself out again.

Or rather, even if it was her, she would think that soday due to the exposure of her nature, she would lose him.

She clearly told Nara to adjust her persona, to play it for a lifeti...

Even having said this, her own nature beca prematurely uneasy and insecure, worrying about potential problems one-day.

"..."

Sakuragi Ryou, slightly stunned, watched Sakuragi Hitomi in the hallway, at a loss for words.

Just as Sakuragi Hitomi, who was slightly breathless even while saying these few lines, silently turned to leave, Sakuragi Ryou suddenly spoke with her head lowered,

"Actually... what I did today... I originally wanted to thank President Yan Huan."

"Thank?"

Sakuragi Hitomi looked puzzled and turned her head back, only to see Sakuragi Ryou shift her gaze away slightly and nodded.