God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 772 - 216: Confidences in the Inner Chambers (Part 3

"Such an expensive price..."

An Le smiled slightly, watching Sakuragi Hitomi tilt her head and said,

"But, it’s only natural to pay such an expensive price for sothing so convenient and useful, right?"

"...Indeed, that’s true."

"Then, what if this bracelet had even more powerful functions? Functions so powerful...as what you can imagine now, even if they’re a bit sci-fi...then what would be its worth?"

"Does this have anything to do with what we’re talking about..."

Sakuragi Hitomi furrowed her brows, the words were already spoken.

But as she spoke, she instantly grasped the implication behind An Le’s words.

The implication is...

If the bracelet’s current functions are worth a hundred thousand, then if it had superpower-like functions, how much should it be worth?

Equivalent to An Le asking...

What price should be paid for using superpowers?

"..."

There’s no such thing as a free lunch, Sakuragi Hitomi knew this principle well.

Yet, people of the world, including her, often forget this principle.

Sotis it might be that the gifts from fate are wrapped too nicely, making them unaware.

Sotis it might be that the gifts are too sweet, making them not want to be aware.

That’s all.

"Are you saying..."

"Ti to sleep, Vice President Sakuragi."

"..."

Seeing Sakuragi Hitomi’s face slightly change, An Le did not continue the topic.

Because if she spoke any further, the Little Thumb inside might realize sothing’s wrong.

An Le lifted the blanket, laid herself inside, looked at Sakuragi Hitomi, and said,

"Don’t worry, I promise that until the day the training camp ends, at the Sakuragi Family, I won’t make a move against you. Vice President Sakuragi, you should focus on solving the problem your grandfather gave you first."

"..."

Seeing Sakuragi Hitomi still doubting, An Le smiled shyly and said,

"Don’t worry, I won’t break my word. I have a good mory and will always rember my promises, never breaking them."

"Okay...but, why is it until the day before the training camp ends, not until we’re back at Linn?"

Seeing Sakuragi Hitomi sigh with relief, she also laid down with this question.

An Le blinked and showed a hint of shy blush,

"Because...there’s sothing very important to do on the last day."

"..."

Sakuragi Hitomi didn’t know what the important thing she ntioned was but sohow felt...

It wasn’t a good thing?

"I turned off the lights."

"Mm, good night, Vice President Sakuragi."

"...Good night."

With the lights off, Sakuragi Hitomi and An Le each turned their backs to rest.

But in the dark, Sakuragi Hitomi quietly extended her hand to set up the barrier.

Then, in her mind, she said to several Personality Masks,

"You guys, don’t show yourselves. Help keep watch tonight in case she does sothing in the middle of the night."

"Tsk, alright, alright."

"..."

Listening to the noisy response from the Personality Masks in her mind, sohow, Sakuragi Hitomi’s mind suddenly recalled what An Le said earlier.

If there is a price for using superpowers...

What would it be?

anwhile, An Le also released the Little Thumb and said in her mind,

"Little Thumb, I’ll leave tonight to you."

"Don’t worry, leave it to ! If she does anything foolish, I’ll imdiately wake you up!"

"..."

Thus, as both kept an eye on each other, they gradually fell asleep.

...

...

After An Le fell asleep, her consciousness was like a small boat, arduously drifting in the vast ocean of dreams.

The turbulent sea of mories bore her little boat, seeming to have returned to a certain day when she first entered Yuanyue Academy.

She rembered instantly recognizing, that the handso boy from Class A running for President was her longed-for Xiao Huan.

She also rembered madly dashing from the school building to the area outside where the candidates were canvassing to find Xiao Huan.

There, Owen, running for President with his campaign partner, had spent money on a temporary speech platform, and the other contenders were no less impressive, showcasing their talents.

So hosted tea breaks, and others bought a bunch of gifts. Just by taking their campaign flyers, one could get gifts.

Among this divine battle, she saw Xiao Huan all alone, holding his flyers, actively approaching passing students to distribute.

It seed that his campaign partner was a social anxiety sufferer, leaving Xiao Huan alone to handle such situations.

An Le rembered Xiao Huan saying before, no matter how far apart, he would always recognize her.

So she gathered her courage, walked toward Yan Huan, stood in front of him, swept away her bangs, and called out to him,

"Well...that...Xiao..."

In front of her, Yan Huan glanced, slightly stunned, then showed a nice smile.

He then handed her a flyer and gently said,

"Classmate, I’m Yan Huan from Year One Class A, an outer student. I’m currently running for Student Council President, would you be interested in learning about my campaign ideas?"

"This is my campaign flyer, you can have a look. If you’re interested and think it’s good, you can co and listen to my debate with Senior Brother Ouyang in the first round..."

An Le rembered, she opened her mouth, blankly accepted the flyer he handed, and blankly said,

"Okay...sure, I’ll definitely go."

"Thank you so much."

Then Xiao Huan left smiling, distributing flyers to other students.

An Le held onto the flyer, watching him alone approach each passing student to give flyers.

Of course, there were many refusals, especially hearing Yan Huan’s self-introduction buffed with "first-year" and "outer student."

Occasionally, a passing girl noticed his good looks and pretended to be interested, stopping to chat.

And An Le stood still, her gaze always follow Yan Huan.

Inside her, there was no resentnt for him forgetting the past promise that he would surely recognize her...

Instead, his solitary flyer distribution among inner court students etched in An Le’s mind.

"..."

At the mont she watched Yan Huan’s figure, An Le blinked, lowered her head, and looked at the flyer in her hand.

On it, many organized summarized data were written, looking very detailed.

Probably neatly done by Xiao Huan’s campaign partner.

"Tsk, chatted for so long and didn’t even get contact info! Who wants to listen to this outer student talking so much complex stuff anyway, no backing ans no chance..."

"He’s so good-looking, be a little patient..."

At this mont, two girls who had been chatting with Xiao Huan approached.

One was frustratedly venting while throwing Yan Huan’s flyers into the roadside trash bin.

"..."

Listening to their words, An Le pondered, until suddenly an idea sprang up.

Though at this mont when Xiao Huan neither recognized An Le nor she gathered courage to acknowledge him...

She suddenly made up her mind to do sothing for him.