God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 77 - 24. Dried-Up Woman, Buck Up!_3

Chapter 77: 24. Dried-Up Woman, Buck Up!_3

"But I was afraid I’d break Little Thumb’s defenses, I just couldn’t bring myself to say it."

"An Le is a gentle girl."

"Alright...okay...but, Little Thumb, you’re a snake, usually I have no way to bring you to school, and at home, I have to worry whether my parents could see you..."

"Do you really think that everyone can see me? Only you can see me, no one else can see or hear me."

As they were talking, Little Thumb slowly melted.

Her milky-white body seemed to be permeated with ink, turning into an ethereal tattoo on An Le’s hand.

That tattoo writhed bit by bit on her hand until suddenly, ghostly text emerged before her eyes.

[Current level: 1]

[Effects: Pleasure, pain manipulation]

[Usage method 1: Once daily, each time lasts 15 minutes, silently think within a 10-meter radius, and it can take effect on any target.]

[Usage method 2: Summon the snake tattoo, touching the tattoo to the target can also manipulate their sensations. There is no time limit or cooldown for this method, but it only works on one person at a time.]

Looking at the phantom subtitles in front of her, An Le opened her mouth slightly, murmuring,

"It’s exactly like the system in the novels..."

"Hmph, good that you know I’m the Golden Finger... Now, what you need to do, is give those who have always bullied you a piece of your mind, understand?"

In her mind, Little Thumb’s voice came through.

An Le pursed her lips and didn’t say whether she agreed or disagreed.

She just glanced at her phone, and after seeing the time, she stood up somewhat flusteredly,

"No...no good, it’s been so long since class started... I need to hurry back to the classroom..."

"Hey, did you even hear what I said?!"

"..."

An Le quietly slipped out of the stall and went to the sink.

Her thoughts, however, seemed to be chaotically stirred by the sudden appearance of the little snake.

She did not think of taking revenge on Park Shuwen and the others, but instead, a scene from more than ten years ago suddenly emerged in her mind.

Back then, her family had not yet moved away from the South District, living in a somewhat shabby and run-down old community.

Back then, just like now, she hardly had any friends.

What was different was that back then she had a very good childhood friend.

The kids in the community often played together, but they seldom included her because she was just too unanimated and unlikable.

Still longing for friendship, she would silently follow those kids, or simply sit aside without doing anything, but she still wanted to stay with them.

There was an orphanage in the community where the children of the community often went to play with the children living there.

It was there that An Le met a boy named "Yan Huan."

A very special boy.

Among all the companions, only Yan Huan would notice her sitting alone in the corner.

Only Yan Huan would actively come to her, talk to her, and play with her.

An Le would meticulously prepare birthday gifts for him, take him to her home, and sleep with him.

Her parents liked him very much too, and she naively suggested to her parents to bring Yan Huan to live at their house...

Those happy years were unforgettable for An Le.

But all that happiness dissipated like smoke when An Le moved away from Lin Gate.

She still remembered holding him and crying when she left, and being helpless, he cut out a piece of hard paper and said to her,

"Stop crying, shall I make you a bookmark?"

"Sniff, Xiao Huan, what...what’s a bookmark?"

"A bookmark is a record, it records where you’ve reached in the book when you have to leave it."

"So, is this bookmark also a record?"

"Mm-hmm, the meaning of a bookmark is to pick up where we left off when we meet again."

He wrote a line on the cardboard with a pen, their names,

"Yan Huan and An Le"

He asked her if she wanted to write something on it.

She raised her pen, thinking, but had only one simple thought in her mind,

"I don’t want to be apart."

Thus, she wrote a line on the bookmark, completing it,

"Yan Huan and An Le"

"Want to be together forever."

After that, her family returned to Dragon Country to do business for many years.

With no significant improvement, they moved back to Lin Gate and settled in Luqiao District.

She returned to the orphanage in South District, but after so many years, Yan Huan had long since left the orphanage and she had no idea where he went.

Was it fate being reluctant to let her search, or luck, for after she struggled to get into Yuan Yue, Yan Huan appeared before her.

It turned out that Yan Huan had also been admitted to Yuan Yue, attending the same school as An Le.

Yet, even though she missed him deep inside, why hadn’t she approached him after a semester?

"Swish swish..."

The cold water flows over the back of her hand, absorbing her body heat, making her look up at the mirror in front of her.

In the mirror, her long, thick black hair drags down her temperament.

After a moment of silence, she parts the black hair on her forehead, revealing her fair and pure lovely face.

But even seeing her reflection, her eyes unconsciously dodge.

That evasion is imbued with the gloom of inferiority, burying everything about her.

Such a self...

And Xiao Huan, who has become the President, liked by many...

How could it possibly...

How could we ever be together forever?

An Le purses her lips and lowers her head slightly, her long black hair falling again to hide her face.

She feels somewhat uncomfortable as she walks out of the bathroom toward the classroom.

She knocks gently on the door, enters the classroom, and looking at Zhou Bin who is teaching on the podium, An Le mutters,

"Teacher... sorry, I am late..."

Already prepared to stand as punishment, An Le heads towards the back row...

After all, she usually sits in the last row.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Bin just lifts his glasses, squeezing out a smile, and says,

"It’s okay, go back to your seat."

"Eh? Okay... okay, Teacher Zhou."

An Le gratefully glances at Zhou Bin, then lowers her head as she walks towards her own seat.

She exhales in relief, about to sit down, but her body suddenly stiffens.

I...

Where’s my book?

The book isn’t important, but... inside it, there was my bookmark...

The bookmark... if it’s lost...

Her eyes hidden under her black hair tremble and gradually become hollow as if nourished by some terrifying force, and a snake-shaped tattoo becomes agitated.

"Gurgle ~"

Turning her head to the side, she sees Spencer with golden hair, holding the wrinkled bookmark that has aged over time.

In... in her hand!

Spencer turns her head curiously towards the girl in front and sees An Le urgently whispering to her,

"Please... please give that back to me..."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Spencer raises an eyebrow, sizing up An Le.

After a moment, her expression, initially full of interest and combativeness, slowly fades into one of boredom.

"Alright then."

She hands the bookmark and the textbook back to An Le.

"Thank... thank you..."

An Le holds the bookmark, breathes a sigh of relief, and slowly sits back down.

But then, Spencer’s voice slowly drifts over,

"You like him too, huh? That President named Yan Huan..."

"Ah... no... I..."

An Le’s face suddenly flushes red, and she quickly waves her hands, instinctively denying it.

Seeing her like this, a hint of sympathy sparks in Spencer’s eyes.

She props her cheek with her hand, looking towards the podium and says leisurely,

"There’s nothing to be embarrassed about... but it’s better if you don’t, just a heads-up..."

"Eh?"

An Le awkwardly retracts her hand, purses her lips, seemingly thinking that Spencer also likes Yan Huan.

"After all, he’s already with Sakuragi Hitomi, and they’ve even done that sort of thing..."

An Le stiffens slightly, turning her head in a daze,

"That... that sort of thing..."

A mocking smile appears on Spencer’s face, her golden hair seeming to soak up the sunlight.

She faces An Le, her red lips parting and coming together, forming a shape with her mouth.

The meaning formed by that shape silently transmits, transforming into a disorienting image that crashes into An Le’s mind.

In just an instant, it feels like she can already imagine Yan Huan in some room, looking lovingly at the Vice President who is always by his side.

"..."

Uncontrollably, An Le’s face immediately turns pale.

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