God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 268 - 79. Don’t just echo each other’s words blindly! _3

Chapter 268: 79. Don’t just echo each other’s words blindly! _3

I should’ve known better than to come here and join the fuss!!

Yuanlina, it’s all your fault, unable to control your gossip-loving heart, you’ve wandered into the battlefield!!

Her gaze was vacant, already slow-witted, now in this urgent situation she’s become even more confused.

In a moment of desperation, she likewise exclaimed loudly,

"Husband sings, wife follows!! It’s husband sings, wife follows!!"

"Eh?"

Sakuragi Hitomi, who had been in a furious state, paused slightly upon hearing this, the shadow over her fading away instantly, replaced by a sudden warm cherry hue on her face.

She quickly covered her cheeks with her hands, her heartbeat quickening.

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

Oh dear, is it really...

Me and the President... are... are we that obvious?

Or is it that even Yuanlina, who’s dedicated to the "Anti-Yan Huan Sakuragi Hitomi CP" movement, now thinks the President and I are incredibly well-matched?

Sakuragi Hitomi pursed her lips and pinched the hem of her dress, her imposing manner softening all at once.

Talking about it like that, it really does seem like the President and I are a family.

To protect our family, to fend off external risks, husband and wife unite, supporting each other...

The President chose to be unbending and unyielding for me and our children.

And I have always stood firmly by his side, offering my support.

The dozen or so kids around us also came crowding over, spouting something about "supporting Mom and Dad forever"...

Sakuragi Hitomi’s face flushed deeper, and she bowed her head, the black-to-cherry gradient of her hair ends covering some of her current expression.

Cough cough...

Hearing this, Spencer also cracked a smile, content with the response.

She turned her head to face the speechless Yan Huan and the now-silent Sakuragi Hitomi, saying,

"Right, it’s husband sings, wife follows! You two are in cahoots!"

"Wuwu... Supplemental medicine... you’re grabbing my clothes again... let me go..."

Yuanlina was released by Spencer, then ran off crying and whining to take refuge in Ashley’s embrace, leaving the battlefield to those few formidable beings.

On the entire battlefield, Sakuragi Hitomi got a satisfying answer, Spencer got the appropriate words fed back from her external brain, Yan Huan only felt Spencer and Yuanlina were fooling around and didn’t take it to heart...

Only...

Only An Le’s world of hurt was born!!

An Le widened her eyes, looking incredulously at Spencer beside her.

On her shoulder, seeing this, Little Thumb also muttered softly,

"Doomed, even the dummy Spencer can see Yan Huan and Sakuragi Hitomi are well-matched."

"Little Thumb?!"

"Ah, sorry, my bad... cough cough... I didn’t expect this thick-browed, big-eyed Spencer to defect too! Didn’t you say you’d help her out?!"

"..."

An Le had realized, Spencer simply didn’t understand these worldly ways.

Her helping was nothing but a hindrance.

Or rather, even if she did succeed, in the end, I’m likely to end up disgraced.

Her way of dealing with Sakuragi Hitomi was completely the reverse.

Argue a couple more sentences with her, and I might as well get married tomorrow.

With this thought, An Le finally decided to take control of the battlefield,

"Let’s... let’s just talk about setting up the club..."

"So, are you going to talk about the club or not?"

Unexpectedly, it was Yan Huan who spoke up at the same time.

Yan Huan looked at An Le, fell silent, ready to let her speak first.

But An Le, flustered, waved her hands, signaling him to go ahead...

Little Thumb clicked his tongue in amazement, saying to An Le,

"Hey, this is the real husband sings, wife follows, isn’t it?"

"Wu..."

Yan Huan picked up the documents and put the two files uploaded by Spencer and An Le in front of Spencer,

"Look at these, what you’ve uploaded and what An Le has uploaded."

One, with barely readable crooked writing; the other, with graceful and clear handwriting.

In the face of harsh reality, even the normally dignified student Spencer found herself at a loss for words.

"Understand now? Without An Le, your Hentai Club would probably have been stillborn."

"Tch..."

Yan Huan then passed over another document, saying to her,

"It’s good that both of you are here... The club application has been submitted to the Student Union and Student Affairs Office, it should probably complete the process by today.

"Now what you need to do, is to come up with a competition event that is related to your club’s theme. If it gets picked, you can have a slight advantage in the competition. The requirements are here, take a look for yourself."

Spencer was about to speak without even looking, but before a word could escape her lips, Yan Huan’s gaze was upon her.

"Hmm?"

"..."

Her mouth agape, the action of speaking halted slightly, and she reluctantly picked up the document listing the requirements.

Upon seeing it, she was stunned,

"So many requirements?!"

"Hmm-hmm."

"No this, no that, and we have to design our own competition event, might as well not design at all."

Yan Huan glanced at Sakuragi Hitomi, who had suddenly quieted down beside him, somewhat concerned about her sudden change, but he didn’t forget to reply to Spencer,

"That’s fine too, as long as you’re not afraid of being at a disadvantage."

"Hmph..."

Spencer frowned, looking towards the competition event document Yuanlina had previously taken.

That was an internal document of the student council, other clubs wouldn’t know all the contest details.

Seeing this, Yuanlina subconsciously wanted to stop her, but recalling the terrifying way she had grabbed her clothes earlier, she dared not move forward.

That was really...

Like being snagged by an actual bull.

Spencer briefly skimmed through the events, thought for a second, and then showed a confident smile.

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