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Chapter 150 - 46. Miss Sakuragi Doesn’t Like Stamp Collecting_3

Chapter 150: 46. Miss Sakuragi Doesn’t Like Stamp Collecting_3

The voice that softly arose by her ear, carrying breath that tickled the lobe, spoke of topics so elusive that they easily led the mind to wander.

A tingling, numbing sensation arose from within, even though she felt incredibly shy and fond of it, her body seemed to react uncontrollably with the opposite action.

Thus, she found herself punching Yan Huan.

Why, indeed?

Cute aggression~

A term in psychology, it refers to the brain’s reaction when encountering something overwhelmingly cute or beloved, feeling an "extreme fondness".

To balance the excess of endearing emotions, the brain generates actions that seem completely opposite to the so-called "fondness".

Just now, Sakuragi Hitomi’s brain was swept up in this mechanism, leading to the action of hitting the other person.

"Could the President have misunderstood?"

Under the umbrella, Sakuragi Hitomi’s face blushed as she looked at Yan Huan’s retreating figure.

Misunderstanding her action as one of dislike...

The next second, as Yan Huan who had just seen off Yahashiki turned his head, a startled Sakuragi Hitomi quickly tilted her umbrella forward, partially concealing her face.

Fortunately, Yan Huan just smiled slightly and said to Sakuragi Hitomi,

"Let’s go queue, Sakuragi."

"Alright..."

Leading Sakuragi Hitomi toward the queue at the east entrance, they soon saw the long line to enter.

"Sakuragi, the tickets."

"Thank you, President."

Yan Huan handed Sakuragi the tickets he had brought. He had a QR code from Yi, which apparently allowed access through the VIP channel.

But since Sakuragi was still there, Yan Huan decided to line up with her.

Slowly following the queue forward, Sakuragi Hitomi occasionally glanced at Yan Huan, who was looking at his phone.

She pursed her lips, wanting to explain her previous action.

But just as she was about to speak, another voice rang out beside Yan Huan,

"Excuse me... young man, could I get a photo with you?"

Sakuragi Hitomi was slightly stunned, turning her head to look to the side, she then saw several young girls shyly surrounding Yan Huan.

Collecting photos?

If I remember correctly, this is about taking a photo with the President, right?

Wait... hold on!

All morning I had been busy perfecting the costume and preparing the "traps" for the convention; I even forgot to take a photo with the President!

And now, my first photo with the President is about to be snatched away?!

Collecting photos...

Truly an annoying culture!

Isn’t it improper to take photos with strangers of the opposite sex?

Due to her own lack of a photo opportunity, Sakuragi Hitomi launched into a fierce critique of the comic convention’s cultural habits.

Should I stop it?

But...

On what grounds could I intervene?

My persona doesn’t allow it, and besides, this is a normal part of convention culture, right?

As long as the President doesn’t reject it, then they can rightfully cozy up next to the President and lift their camera.

They’re definitely going to use the beauty filter, right?

And then add some cute stickers...

Ah, placing them on the President’s face would certainly be adorable.

"You’re really handsome~"

They would surely compliment him like this, then naturally move on to asking,

"How about another photo?"

After adding him as a friend on social media, chatting cosily with the President, and somehow sparking a romance.

Eventually graduating, getting married, having children, and then sending me invitations to their wedding and baby showers, and I’ll have to give a gift...

This is the culture of Dragon Country, isn’t it?

How frightening, the photo-collecting culture of comic conventions is truly terrifying.

No, I must eradicate this dreadful custom.

Afterwards, all comic conventions in Ying Country must prohibit photo collecting, then slowly the practice will extend from one nation to the whole world...

Within a few short seconds, Sakuragi Hitomi’s imagination was so overwhelmed that it triggered a brainstorm.

"Miss, could I take your photo?"

"Eh?"

As Sakuragi Hitomi’s smile on her face grew more graceful and perfect, and an aura of discontent spread around her, a male voice suddenly cut through the air from behind, interrupting her thoughts.

She turned her head while holding her umbrella, only to see several boys with cameras in front of her making the same request.

Yet, without a second thought, Sakuragi Hitomi politely declined,

"Sorry, I’m not really into taking photos."

Previously, having the photo Spencer took of Yan Huan almost instantly deleted, how could Sakuragi Hitomi agree to take photos for others here?

"But miss, you’re so pretty, and I’m a professional photographer. I’ll take your picture for free, no charge at all."

The other party persisted nevertheless.

"..."

Sakuri Hitomi kept smiling, saying nothing.

Just as the photographer in front of her was about to say something else, Yan Huan’s voice suddenly rang out,

"Didn’t you hear? She said she doesn’t want to take photos."

Sakuragi Hitomi blinked, and the photographers in front of her also paused momentarily upon seeing the person behind her, then they smiled apologetically,

"Alright then, bro."

"..."

President, did he make any kind of expression?

After the people in front of her had left, Sakuragi Hitomi then turned to look at Yan Huan, yet his expression had already returned to its usual smiling state.

"...Thank you, President."

"My pleasure."

Sakuragi Hitomi glanced once more at the spot where the girls had been standing earlier; they were all gone without a trace.

"Earlier... those girls who wanted to take photos with the President, didn’t you take any pictures with them?"

"Ah, no."

Yan Huan, looking at the still long queue ahead, said with a smile,

"Your family from Sakuragi doesn’t allow you to take pictures outside that might leave an image, right?"

"Indeed, after all, if it spread it could affect my family..."

"Mm, so I figured, it wouldn’t be nice to go take photos and leave you behind who can’t be photographed. Plus, I don’t really like to be photographed myself."

Sakuragi Hitomi’s pupils contracted slightly.

Despite feeling her heart tighten and her body heating up, her grip on the umbrella tightened.

As if afraid of being seen, she shifted the umbrella slightly to the side, hiding her face.

"Do you... dislike taking photos?"

"Because seeing myself in the photo feels a little... embarrassing?"

"Pfft, what kind of reason is that, President?"

Under the umbrella, Sakuragi Hitomi covered her mouth and chuckled softly,

"But maybe if you take more, you might get used to it?"

"That’s true..."

"Thump thump~"

Yan Huan’s voice came softly, followed by Sakuragi Hitomi feeling a few gentle taps on the top of her umbrella.

Like a gentle knock on a door, it made Sakuragi Hitomi’s heart skip a beat.

That direction...

It was Yan Huan tapping on her umbrella.

She moved the umbrella along her shoulder, revealing her face to Yan Huan.

Looking up at the handsome young man before her, she saw him raising his phone with a smile looking towards her,

"So Sakuragi, shall we take one photo together?"

"..."

Sakuragi Hitomi’s lips parted slightly, her eyes seemingly melting into the reflection of Yan Huan’s, shining with lustrous light.

"Okay... okay, President..."

Her reply came out weaker than intended, even a little flustered.

The hand clutching the umbrella turned white, her chest feeling tight as if she couldn’t breathe.

"Thump... Thump... Thump..."

Her heart pounded like the beat of a drum, silently causing Sakuragi Hitomi’s mind to change.

This widespread culture of taking commemorative photos...

Is the best!!

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