God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 51 - 16. Subjectively non-existent, objectively exists_4

Chapter 51: 16. Subjectively non-existent, objectively exists_4

Ashley picked up from where Yahashiki had left off,

"I’ve heard through the grapevine that last semester in senior year two, someone dropped out due to depression. Xiuzhi Academy next door even made the news for a suicide case, I guess these documents were issued because of that...

"After the investigation, it was found that the school had already conducted a survey before the incident, but the students surveyed pretended to be innocent and deceived the investigators, which didn’t actually prevent anything from happening."

Rebuffed by the two, Yuanlina made a pitiful face, and suddenly threw herself into Sakuragi Hitomi’s arms, crying out loud,

"Waaaah, Sakuragi! They’re bullying me, do something about it!"

Sakuragi Hitomi patted her back, at a loss for words.

While Yan Huan, looking at the document, thought of a line from his past life full of dialectics,

"Subjectively non-existent, but objectively maybe?"

As he was pondering, his brow suddenly furrowed again.

Because he suddenly thought of Ye Shiyu.

She also came to school today, and it was a sudden transfer.

With her weird character, could she really blend in with the class she had been with for over a year?

Just a trip to the Oceanarium could lead to a conflict with someone who has a modifier, let alone if she encounters conflict with others, Shiyu turning on hypnosis would be the end of you...

Amen, bless you, second-year students.

"President?"

Just as Yan Huan had envisioned Ye Shiyu going berserk with the modifier, Sakuragi Hitomi’s voice sounded, pulling his wandering mind back.

"Sorry, was just thinking about something..."

Yan Huan looked at Sakuragi Hitomi and gave a slight smile, saying,

"Well, it’s good that this tough issue wasn’t thrown at us to solve, the Education Department has already taken a step ahead. The document directly outlines the measures it hopes the school will take; we just need to follow them..."

"Okay, President."

...

...

Meanwhile, at the same time, in class 1C.

"Hey, Shuwen, did you really give the letter to the President this morning?! Doesn’t he never accept these? How did you manage it?"

Since classes officially started at 8:30, students were doing their own things in and around the classroom.

At a row of seats towards the back, several girls, gathered around one girl’s seat, were chatting animatedly.

The girl named "Park Shuwen" covered her mouth and giggled,

"It’s true! Today the President fell asleep in the car, and the Student Union Accountant beside him looked like a typical Otaku, easy to talk to. I just acted cute and he got dizzy, said he would pass it along to the President~"

"Really? The President fell asleep in the car?"

"Yes, look, this is the photo I took... Isn’t he handsome?"

"Sneaky shot, huh, not honest... Send it to me, come on."

As they were chatting, a girl quietly walked past the aisle nearby.

She was looking down, her heavy black hair hanging down, partially obscuring her pale face and also dampening her aura.

Despite it not being a special day, she was still wearing Yuan Yue’s uniform, making her stand out awkwardly among all those wearing casual clothes.

More notably, her uniform was stretched tight by her excessively proud bust, almost bursting out.

The buttons on her shirt and jacket were desperately clinging to the fabric on either side, as if blushing and shouting loudly,

"I can’t hold on anymore!! Command center! Tell the buttons below, I love them!!"

And the school badge on her uniform bore her name:

"Class 1C, An Le"

As she walked with her head down, certain words from the chatting girls seemed to catch her attention.

Her steps slowed, and her lips slightly parted.

The girls chatting noticed the gloomy girl who had stopped, and the Park Shuwen surrounded in the middle glanced at her peers before suddenly laughing,

"Hey, do you guys smell milk?"

"Haha, yeah, such a strong smell of milk..."

The girl with her head lowered heard their words, pursed her lips, but still mustered the courage to speak to one of the girls sitting behind Park Shuwen,

"This spot... it’s... mine..."

The girl on that spot laughed, unmoved, and simply said,

"Just sit for a while, don’t be so stingy, be more generous..."

"Pfft..."

Surrounded by her peers, Park Shuwen snorted, turned her head away, choosing to ignore the downcast An Le.

And just as she was about to share Yan Huan’s photo with her classmates on her phone, the classroom door opened, and C class’s homeroom teacher walked in,

"Quiet down a bit, something to say, we’ll start class five minutes early."

"Why so?!"

"No other classes..."

But the homeroom teacher couldn’t be bothered with their complaints, just shouted,

"Quiet! Everyone back to your seats!"

Under the authority of the teacher, the students reluctantly returned to their seats.

Students scattered back like birds, and An Le was finally able to sit back in her own seat.

She lifted her head a little, just enough to see the phone screen of Park Shuwen in the desk ahead, and thus saw the photo of Yan Huan sleeping taken this morning.

An Le’s eyes were instantly captured by the handsome, sleeping boy in the picture, her throat choked a bit, and her face blushed slightly.

While the Park Shuwen in front felt the gaze from behind, she looked back in disgust.

Then straightened up and concealed her phone screen,

"Disgusting."

"..."

An Le pursed her lips and shyly lowered her head again.

Under the desk, her pale fingers nervously clutched her skirt, seemingly pained by Park Shuwen’s comment.

But beneath her sleeve, an ethereal snake tattoo seemed to move along her skin as her emotions shifted.

"Gurgle..."

Hmm?

What was that sound?

An Le blankly raised her head, searching for the origin of that ephemeral sound, just as the teacher on the podium spoke,

"That, Class C has a new student transferring in today, please let her introduce herself, everyone welcome her."

"Clap Clap Clap..."

Sparse applause followed, An Le among the clappers.

Next, in An Le’s view, a girl with long blonde hair and a proud figure confidently walked through the door.

She stood on the podium, her gaze sweeping over all the students beneath her.

With a chuckled smile, revealing a very noticeable canine tooth.

She casually said,

"I’m Aria Spencer, your new classmate from now on, everyone please take care of me."