God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 788 - 220: As If It Were Yesterday (Part 4)

"Buzz..."

"Beep beep... tap tap..."

Hearing that ominous sound from the depths, it wasn’t long before not just his body, but even Yan Huan’s expression slightly stiffened.

He struggled to lift his finger and said,

"Let’s... let’s pack our bags first, we need to leave quickly."

"...Okay."

...

...

"..."

In the guest courtyard, inside the room of Yan Huan and Sakuragi Kagami.

Yan Huan sat on the floor, quietly packing his luggage, neither fast nor slow.

Beside him, ow-chan unconsciously revealed itself, using its mouth to carry the clothes Yan Huan had changed earlier and placing them around the suitcase Yan Huan was organizing.

"Thanks, ow-chan."

"ow~"

ow-chan obediently placed the clothes down and then sat upright with a dignified posture.

Glancing at ow-chan beside him, Yan Huan couldn’t help but tease,

"I say, ow-chan, it’s fine if you’re usually useless, but can’t you at least be a good Sentinel?"

"ow?"

"Earlier, when Lucianna ca to eavesdrop, you didn’t alert ; just now, when Ye Shiyu and Bai Yi arrived, you didn’t ntion it... I’m starting to suspect you’re doing it on purpose. Do you find it amusing that there’s no progress in solving the modifier?"

Hearing this, ow-chan imdiately owed innocently,

"But, I can’t change what will happen after you make a decision, ow. Didn’t you foresee the possibility of their modifier worsening before you decided to speak up for Sakuragi Hitomi, ow?"

"...Haha, and what about Lucianna?"

"ow~"

Upon hearing that, ow-chan blinked adorably, like the cutest kitten in the world that couldn’t understand human speech.

But Yan Huan wasn’t buying it this ti; he simply wanted to quickly get into Cat TV.

As he picked up the chubby cat, it blinked its eyes and said,

"Besides, who said you made no progress with the modifier, ow?"

"Huh? What progress do you see here?"

"Isn’t Spencer part of it, ow?"

"Haha, she may have resolved her past grievances, but there’s no progress with the modifier itself..."

However, as Yan Huan held ow-chan with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, it blinked its green eyes, looked directly at Yan Huan, and asked with a deeper aning,

"Is that really the case, Yan Huan?"

"..."

These words made Yan Huan pause, as if he sensed a trace of insight in ow-chan’s words.

Just the next second, ow-chan imdiately struggled and owed,

"Quick... let go, soone’s coming, ow!"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan instinctively let it go, and as soon as he released it, it disappeared.

Finding it perplexing, Yan Huan turned to look at the door but waited several minutes without seeing anyone.

"..."

Could that damned cat have just been lying to escape?

Yan Huan pursed his lips and continued packing his luggage.

Yet, just as he turned away, a voice suddenly ca from behind,

"President..."

Upon hearing that, Yan Huan paused slightly and looked back.

There, standing at the doorway, wearing a change of clothes, was Sakuragi Hitomi.

She tidied her long hair and looked at Yan Huan, who was still packing. She imdiately said,

"Haven’t you finished packing yet, President?"

"Ah, there’s quite a bit of stuff..."

"Let help you then."

With that, Sakuragi Hitomi walked over.

Originally, Yan Huan intended to refuse, but seeing her slightly flushed cheeks and shy gaze, he realized she had sothing to say.

So, he allowed her to co over, curious about what she would say.

"Um, President..."

Indeed, as soon as she knelt gracefully and began folding Yan Huan’s clothes more neatly, she suddenly spoke,

"What is it?"

"It’s just... earlier... when I was angry, please... please forget about it, President."

"Ah?"

Sakuragi Hitomi’s face turned even redder, looking more embarrassed.

The thing is, she had a mont of satisfaction scolding earlier, but when she returned to change clothes and thought about what she’d done, she felt embarrassed.

Rembering how her face must have looked terrible when she was yelling.

Moreover...

She had even grabbed the President and uttered so overly dramatic lines in a mont of excitent...

In short...

In short, this wasn’t how the President would like her to be!

Thinking about how her earlier actions differed so much from the gentle deanor Yan Huan preferred, she felt guilty and ca over to make an excuse.

It was much like sending a long, heartfelt confession to a crush...

And then later feeling embarrassed but unable to retract it, sending another ssage,

"My account got hacked, that wasn’t ..."

And after a few minutes, sending another,

"Please don’t tell anyone."

Sothing like that.

However, seeing her so embarrassed, Yan Huan couldn’t help but laugh.

Turning away, not getting a response from Yan Huan, Sakuragi Hitomi carefully turned her head back.

Realizing he was laughing, she blushed even more,

"Re...Really, President... Did... did you hear ..."

"I heard you, but I don’t think there was anything wrong with how you acted before."

"But..."

She was worried because it wasn’t the deanor she assud Yan Huan liked.

"No buts, that’s truly how I feel."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and looked at her,

"Besides, when you yelled at earlier, I quite enjoyed it."

"Re...Really?"

Yan Huan nodded, touching his chin as he reminisced,

"Speaking of which, I’ve never t your grandfather before, but upon seeing him now, he reminds of soone..."

"Eh?"

The two exchanged glances and then, at the sa ti, their eyes lit up, raising their fingers and simultaneously saying,

"Principal Hers!"

After speaking, Yan Huan continued,

"Yes, especially when he’s angry, his face all scrunched up, it’s exactly like..."

Yan Huan mischievously pretended to forget what he was about to say, pausing deliberately.

Coinciding with Yan Huan’s thought, Sakuragi Hitomi instinctively and tacitly chid in,

"Like a chrysanthemum!"

"..."

Yan Huan held back his laughter, looking directly at the smiling Sakuragi Hitomi who had said that.

A second later, he saw Sakuragi Hitomi’s face, which had been turning pink, droop like a withered flower.

At the sa ti, she lightly raised her fist and gently punched Yan Huan in the chest.

Even though it wasn’t hard at all, Yan Huan pretended to be hit hard, clutching his chest and retreating a step,

"Sorry, sorry..."

"Ugh..."

Beside them, an unnoticeable phantom ow-chan had appeared next to the suitcase.

Nodding its head, it obediently carried Yan Huan’s packed clothes into the suitcase, then used its paw to nudge its contents before biting the zipper to close it.

After completing all this, it sat gracefully on the suitcase, watching the boy and girl who were not far apart face each other.

Silently observing their interactions, chatting and laughing...

Just like not long ago, the way they always were.

"ow~"

However, ow-chan quickly averted its gaze, tilting its head toward the door.

Its gaze seed to pierce through everything, landing on An Le, who was hiding in the shadows, enviously watching from a distance.