God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 394 - 113.Pardon? (Two in One)_5

Chapter 394: 113.Pardon? (Two in One)_5

Yan Huan nodded, gazing at the rising black tide and muttered,

"Anyway, it’s not like this kind of sea with the sign ’Violent waves, no swimming’ and chilly waters, right?"

"..."

Sakuragi Hitomi held her knees, looking at the sea before her. She was silent for a moment before suddenly reaching down to take off her shoes.

Yan Huan turned his head and saw that she had already taken off her black shoes, revealing the white socks inside.

Then, she pulled at her socks, slowly sliding them off.

The socks were tucked inside the shoes, and she placed the shoes aside.

Just like that, under the moonlight, she lifted her leg and tentatively extended her petite bare feet towards the sea.

"Sakuragi, the water’s quite cold."

"It’s okay... I want to try feeling the temperature that the President is feeling right now."

"..."

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, then watched as her feet were placed beside his.

Delicate and cute, even her feet were much smaller than his, making him feel like they were at least a size smaller compared to his own.

But her skin was so white, just like two carefully sculpted pieces of jade.

Realizing he had been looking at her feet for too long, Yan Huan felt somewhat embarrassed and wanted to avert his gaze.

"Whoosh~"

But the next second, the water surged up and swallowed the feet that they had placed side by side.

"Sss..."

Sakuragi flinched, her exquisite little face scrunching up,

"So cold~"

"I told you it’s a bit chilly, didn’t I?"

Yan Huan turned his head to look at her, and she nodded pitifully, though she didn’t withdraw her feet.

And it wasn’t until that moment that Yan Huan realized how close the petite girl was to him.

The hands placed at their sides were half-buried in the sand, and with just a slight stretch forward, their fingertips could touch each other.

The gap between their shoulders was so narrow that not even the moonlight could slip through, so it huffed, scattering the clouds and making the sea surface much brighter.

"By the way, Sakuragi, this is for you."

"Eh? What..."

Sakuragi Hitomi blinked and turned her head to look at Yan Huan.

Then she saw him taking out another neatly wrapped gift box from his backpack and handing it to Sakuragi Hitomi.

"This..."

"Gift."

Sakuragi Hitomi smiled helplessly and said,

"I know it’s a gift, President. But why are you giving me a gift? Isn’t today Mizuki’s birthday?"

"You two are cousins, rounding up, it’s like when she hosts her birthday party, it’s as if you are hosting as well. Plus, you are the one who invited us to come out and play, so I got a gift for you as well."

Sakuragi Hitomi laughed lightly, covering her mouth, but looking at the box wrapped in exquisite wrapping paper in front of her, she found herself unable to look away for a moment.

Because she realized that this was not a gift she had obtained from her cousin...

This was prepared especially for her.

"Pfft, what kind of lousy excuse is that?"

While her heart was touched, the words that came out of her mouth were inadvertently the opposite of what she was feeling.

Yan Huan didn’t seem to mind, and after seeing Sakuragi Hitomi accepting the gift, he turned his head back to look at the sea and said,

"Let’s just say that I wanted to give you a gift then."

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

Holding the box in front of her, Sakuragi Hitomi held back the increasingly restless beating of her heart and asked,

"President, can I open it now?"

"Ah, of course."

Sakuragi Hitomi gently untied the ribbon, unwrapped the packaging, and opened the box.

Inside, surrounded by fresh flowers, was a small delicate folding fan.

She was slightly startled, picked it up, and opened it.

It was beautifully adorned with delicate painted flowers, and in the middle of the fan were four calligraphy strokes,

"Orchid heart and fine silk quality"

Sakuragi Hitomi was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to look at a slightly embarrassed Yan Huan.

Mainly because in Yan Huan’s custom, gifts were typically opened later at home, so there was no need to torture oneself over whether the selected gift was to the recipient’s liking.

"How... How is it?"

Sakuragi Hitomi smiled and covered her mouth and said,

"Do you want to hear the truth or a fib, President?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan’s heart sank halfway.

He awkwardly covered his face and said evasively,

"Let’s go with a fib, haha..."

"Hmm, a fib, you say..."

Sakuragi Hitomi smiled faintly and said,

"A fib would be: Who gives a girl such a gift?"

"Umm... because I saw that Yakusi Mizuki always carries a fan, and she said that it’s a custom for the girls in the Sakuragi circle to always have one, so I thought..."

Sakuragi Hitomi looked at the fan in her hand, noncommittal.

That was indeed true, but whether she used one or not was another matter.

In fact, she had them in her maiden home, but she didn’t bring them to Lin Gate.

Seeing Sakuragi Hitomi not responding for a long time, Yan Huan inquisitively looked up and asked,

"What about the truth?"

"Snap!"

However, in the next second, just as Yan Huan was about to look up to see Sakuragi Hitomi’s expression.

The very fan he had just gifted opened up revealing the beautiful painting and those four idiomatic characters, slightly hiding her face.

Strands of cherry-pink hair that gradually turned black fluttered in the sea breeze, and at the same time, the fan lowered slightly, revealing her smiling eyes.

"President, the truth is...

"I’m not telling you~"

Yan Huan stared straight into her eyes, as if reading a hint of inscrutable meaning in her moist, gleaming eyes.

That meaning was so intriguing, making one want to delve deeper.

He wanted to know more, to understand what this beautiful girl in front of him was thinking, what her opinion of him was...

Whether it was the same as his.

Even if it was just a little bit...

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