"Pfft, hahahaha!"
Looking at Bai Yi's teary-eyed expression as she laughed until she cried, Yan Huan couldn't hold back anymore. He reached out and poked her waist, wanting to stop her from making more noise and waking the other two.
"Hey, keep it down."
As a result, the mont he touched Bai Yi's waist, her eyes widened, and her entire body trembled as she laughed even harder.
"Pfft, hahahahahaha!"
'Are you made of ultra-sensitive skin or sothing?!'
'I just barely touched you!'
"Aba..."
Beside them, Yurianna seed disturbed by the sudden, unbridled laughter, her small mouth making soft murmuring sounds.
Seeing this, Yan Huan imdiately raised his index finger to shush her.
"Shh!!"
"Hahaha... sorry, it tickles way too much..."
She clutched her stomach. From that single tickle, she couldn't recover for a long ti and just kept laughing.
At this mont, the thrill of her ntal victory from being intimate with Yan Huan right in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi, combined with the physical tickle attack, made it completely impossible for Bai Yi to stop laughing.
Her left hand struggled to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, while her right hand gripped the leather sofa beneath her, creating slightly rippling creases in the material.
Beneath her skirt, her legs curled up tightly, and the toes of her small feet, wrapped in boat socks, scrunched together...
"Mmh..."
Seeing that she was still laughing and that not only Yurianna but even Sakuramiya Hitomi was showing obvious reactions, Yan Huan really couldn't take it anymore. With a darkened expression, he gently reached out and pressed his hand over her lips.
"Shh!!"
"Mmph, mmph... got it, I got it..."
Beneath his fingers, her voice instantly quieted down significantly.
Yan Huan only felt that as she spoke in muffled tones, the breath brushed back and forth against the palm of his hand, unexpectedly feeling incredibly ticklish.
This inevitably made him look down at his palm, and just as inevitably lock eyes with Bai Yi, who was blinking her beautiful eyes up at him from where she was pinned beneath his hand.
"..."
Yan Huan suddenly felt that Bai Yi had beco a bit more beautiful recently than before.
However, he kept this thought to himself, withdrawing his hand the very next second.
"Do you still want a massage or not? You're going to wake everyone up in a minute... Hiss, your lip gloss got all over my hand."
Hearing this, Bai Yi widened her eyes and looked at the glaringly obvious pink lip print in the center of Yan Huan's palm. Her face flushed red, and she quickly covered her mouth.
Yan Huan thought she was just being shy again, but a second later, she sat up, pulled a compact mirror from her pocket, opened it, and puckered her lips to check her reflection.
"Ah, good, good..."
Fortunately, Bai Yi's everyday makeup was always of high quality. It rarely ever caked, and it wouldn't co off even if it touched water, let alone from a gentle touch of Yan Huan's hand.
Even so, Bai Yi puffed out her cheeks and lightly struck Yan Huan with her feminine fists, complaining like a chubby pink pufferfish.
"You can't just casually touch a girl's face when she's wearing makeup!"
"...How would I know that? Besides, you were the one laughing non-stop, so I had to step in and stop you, okay?"
Yan Huan's hands were already sore, and now he was left completely speechless. He really wanted to poke her puffed-up cheeks to see if he could deflate them.
Yet upon hearing this, Bai Yi felt an inexplicable surge of joy in her heart:
The fact that Yan Huan didn't understand these things precisely proved that he was a pure Chu Nan with little experience with the opposite gender.
In that case, wasn't he just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a fish on the chopping block, waiting for her to be the first to enjoy him?
"Since you're so ticklish, how about we skip the massage? I'm also a little..."
Yan Huan originally intended to say he was a little tired, but a second later, Bai Yi, sitting beside him, sounded the horn of attack with shining eyes.
"No, I just thought of so happy things earlier and couldn't hold back. I'm not that ticklish, you can massage ..."
As she spoke, Bai Yi shot a stealthy glance at Sakuramiya Hitomi behind Yan Huan with a flawless smile, the depths of her eyes filled with pride and mockery.
Finally getting a chance to flaunt her superiority in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi, did anyone really think Bai Yi would give up this opportunity?
Back when the unbreakable alliance was ford in Sakura Country, Bai Yi had been too intimidated to voice her anger.
Against any of the other four superpower users, she was as helpless as a stray dog on the street.
She either couldn't out-argue them, couldn't beat them with her superpower, or just lost in every conceivable way...
Things were a bit better now, no longer such a tense standoff.
But Bai Yi held grudges!
Even though Sakuramiya Hitomi was currently unconscious and Bai Yi herself didn't seem to have made any major moves, whatever...
This was still a win!
And an absolute, total victory at that!
As long as they kept up this ambiguous atmosphere, even if Yan Huan didn't make his confession today, he would definitely do it before the grand High Table Dinner!
"...Are you sure?"
Yan Huan was half-believing, half-doubting, but Bai Yi puckered her lips and grabbed his hand, just short of begging him to let her win this once.
"I'm sure, I'm sure, hurry up..."
With that, she turned back and lay down on the sofa, arching her back slightly to adjust into a more comfortable position.
"..."
Yan Huan looked at her skeptically, but he still extended his slightly sore hands, reminding her in passing.
"Lie on your stomach, not your back."
Hearing this, Bai Yi's small face blushed slightly.
"Let's just do it like this!"
She raised her shoeless foot and lightly kicked Yan Huan's back. After saying that, she averted her gaze, puckered her lips, and muttered softly.
"Do you really think I want you to prove how pure your massage technique is? We've already... done that before. Our relationship isn't like with Sakuramiya Hitomi where it's... handling business impartially or whatever."
'Done that before...'
'Is she talking about yesterday, or the ti we kissed in Sakura Country?'
Yan Huan didn't know, but looking at her slightly flushed, gorgeous face, his gaze inevitably wandered.
Sotis it fell on the black hair spread out beneath her like a waterfall, sotis on her chest gently rising and falling with her breath...
This caused Yan Huan's eyes to darken slightly, feeling a subtle stirring in his heart.
'Could it be because I increased my fertility attribute last night and An Le isn't around?'
'That's it, this is all Myau-chan's fault. That cat has truly set
up!'
"Then I'll start?"
Regretting his decisions, Yan Huan was just about to reach out his slightly trembling hands when Bai Yi suddenly thought of sothing and interrupted him again with a red face.
"Wait... wait a sec!"
"What is it now?!"
Yan Huan's expression was just about to darken again, but Bai Yi abruptly sat up. She closed her eyes, trembling as she leaned forward, and gently pecked Yan Huan on the cheek.
"Muah~"
"?!"
This single action completely sealed whatever expression or words Yan Huan was about to produce.
He blinked blankly at Bai Yi, who was pursing her lips beside him. Before he could speak, Bai Yi hid her hand under her sleeve, raised it, and wiped the spot she had just kissed, erasing the lip gloss she left behind...
Only, her wiping motion, much like the words she was about to speak, carried a nervous tremor.
"Paynt... this... this is the paynt for the massage."
When she finished speaking, she also finished wiping Yan Huan's cheek.
Imdiately after, she lay down again with her eyes closed and her face flushed, tilting her head back slightly and pursing her lips.
"Co on!"
"..."
Yan Huan raised his hand to touch the cheek she had sneaked a kiss on. For a mont, his stunned expression gradually turned into a helpless smile.
Shortly after, he raised his hands once more and activated Godly Hands...
However, behind them, Sakuramiya Hitomi had stealthily opened her eyes at so point.
She lay motionless on the sofa, her gaze fixed blankly on Bai Yi, who looked as appetizing as a delicate flower on the adjacent sofa.
But she didn't make a single move, simply watching Bai Yi comfortably enjoy the afterglow of her kiss and the ongoing massage.
"..."
For so reason, watching Bai Yi lying there, Sakuramiya Hitomi felt a flare of unprovoked anger, a strong urge to teach her a harsh lesson...
But in the end, she didn't move or say a word.
Because originally, she had devised another plan to hunt down Self-Doubting Sakuramiya.
The conditions for that plan still required so preparation, but seeing Bai Yi act this way had unexpectedly fulfilled them without any extra effort.
'I'll let you flaunt yourselves a little longer. As long as I kill Self-Doubting Sakuramiya...'
Thinking this, Sakuramiya Hitomi remained completely motionless, as if she had never opened her eyes at all.
But...
It seed she wasn't the only one who had witnessed everything that just happened.
"Rumble!!"
Because in the next second, another unprecedented earthquake erupted within the Illusory Barrier.
It seed that a certain entity inside the Jiejiè had its defenses broken by the scene Perfect Sakuramiya had just witnessed.
"Jiang Yun, what does ninety-six an, awo?"
At the sa ti during lunch break, in the Doujinshi Society classroom of the Club Instruction Building.
Spencer sat on the tatami mat hugging her arms, absent-mindedly staring out the window, and asked in distress.
Behind her, wearing white gloves while organizing a massive pile of sorted doujinshi, Jiang Yun turned back in confusion upon hearing this. "Ninety-six? What's that?"
Previously, because the Doujinshi Society lacked mbers and activities, existing in na only, Jiang Yun rarely ca to the club.
But now that An Le had returned, and with the club's the undergoing a revamp, Jiang Yun had been coming over to help. Together, they were cleaning up the doujinshi that had been classified and confiscated as contraband by the Spencer Family.
While Spencer had been working away earlier, she suddenly adopted an intellectual look akin to Philosophical Contemplation of Major Existential Issues.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Yun thought the number ninety-six represented a profound philosophical query on the level of To Be or Not to Be...
"Mhm... I don't know either, awo. An Le ntioned it to
before."
Spencer cupped her cheeks, growing even more puzzled.
"An Le?"
Alright then, it seed it wasn't a philosophical question after all.
"Awo, yesterday An Le said she'd teach
so techniques to make Yan Huan like
more.
"I haven't tried them yet, awo, so I casually asked if she had any stronger techniques. She just threw this one out... said it was magic that could turn you into an adult...
"I thought about it all night but still couldn't figure out what it was, so I figured I'd ask you."
Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Yun's mouth grew increasingly stiff.
She honestly couldn't understand the exact dynamic between President Yan and these two girls, An Le and Spencer...
Regardless, it felt completely chaotic.
She liked him, he liked her, and she liked her too?
She didn't know, but Jiang Yun's personal code of conduct told her:
It's best not to blindly interfere in other people's romantic affairs.
So, it was better to handle business impartially.
"Mhm... let
see your chat log with her? I'm not sure if I know it either."
"Awo."
Spencer obediently took out her mobile phone, opened the chat interface with An Le, and handed it to Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun glanced at it and imdiately put on a speechless expression. Looking at Spencer, she said,
"You read the numbers backward. It'd be a miracle if you figured it out... this isn't ninety-six, it's sixty... sixty..."
As she spoke, Jiang Yun's mind suddenly went blank, entirely short-circuiting in an instant.
In disbelief, she scanned An Le's contact na at the top and double-checked the profile picture.
While confirming beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was indeed An Le, she also happened to see the other Divine Cultivation thods An Le had sent to Spencer...
It was simply because Spencer's brain processing power was limited that she only rembered this shortest, simplest technique.
"..."
Seeing this, Jiang Yun quickly and shakily handed the mobile phone back to Spencer...
It was as if the entity on the other end of the chat box was so kind of terrifying Unspeakable God.
"Sixty... what's wrong, awo? Do you know sothing?"
Seeing her expression, Spencer knew she must have figured sothing out, so she quickly questioned her closely.
"I—I don't know! Don't ask , I don't get it!!"
Jiang Yun hurriedly covered her bright red face, only shaking her head in a series of rapid denials.
She never expected that An Le, who appeared so timid and pure on the surface, could be so fierce...
Was this what they ant by you can't judge a book by its cover?!
Right now, Jiang Yun felt like a despairing ordinary person in a Cthulhu World.
Even with the Secret Scroll gifted to a Newly Initiated Cultist by a Great Old One laid out in front of her, catching just a glimpse of a single corner would subject her to horrific Information Pollution, causing imnse trauma.
'Ahhh, so scary...'
'The underclassn's world is so scary...'
'The world around President Yan is terrifying...'
"Huh?"
Spencer looked at Jiang Yun, who was clearly lying, entirely baffled. But seeing how deeply shaken she appeared, Spencer couldn't bear to press the issue.
'Forget it, awo. I'll just try the basic things An Le taught
first.'
'Let's see...'
'How did it go again?'
Spencer blinked, trying hard to recall so incredibly embarrassing things.
Her small face couldn't help but heat up bit by bit, making her clumsily look out the window again, trying to use the cool breeze to physically lower her temperature.
"Phew..."
And it was exactly this glance that led her to notice sothing.
"Hmm? Look, awo, Jiang Yun! What's going on over at the Equipnt Room? It looks like there's a light, awo!"
"The Equipnt Room? A light? Could it be on fire?!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yun's expression changed slightly, and she hurried to the window.
They were in the club classroom, which wasn't too far from the Athletics Field.
Furthermore, the window of the Doujinshi Society just happened to face the Comrcial Street, so they could faintly see a corner of the Equipnt Room connecting the Athletics Field to the Comrcial Street.
But Jiang Yun squinted for a long ti before finally retracting her gaze, looking at Spencer suspiciously.
"Are you sure you haven't been brainwashed by the things An Le taught you? I don't see anything at all."
"You don't see it, awo?"
Looking at Jiang Yun, who showed absolutely no sign of lying, Spencer paused slightly.
She turned her head back toward the Equipnt Room and saw that from within the tightly shut doors, a faint, smoke-like light was emanating.
The light was very dim, yet it was enough to catch Spencer's eye.
"..."
After a second of careful thought, Spencer's limited processing power seed to belatedly catch on to sothing. She didn't say anything more to Jiang Yun, simply keeping her gaze fixed on the glowing Equipnt Room.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
"Hum!!"
At this mont, inside Mama Sakuramiya's Illusory Barrier, the earth shook and mountains swayed.
The once impregnable Jiejiè in all directions began to crumble under the Great Power of a certain entity whose defenses had been broken.
Golden cracks completely erupted across the periter of the Jiejiè, gradually exposing the true nursing room that the barrier had been overlaying.
"ow! This is bad!!"
Cat-Faced Sakuramiya scurried around the collapsing flower room with her tail drooping, panicking until she saw Mama Sakuramiya erge. Only then did she sprint over in a disoriented panic, her tail held high.
"The Jiejiè... the Jiejiè seems to have cracked!!"
"I know..."
Mama Sakuramiya frowned, looking at the fissures in the Jiejiè with a sigh.
"This level of destruction, even Perfect Sakuramiya couldn't possibly achieve it... Is it Hitomi?"
"Hitomi?!"
Upon hearing that na, the bodies of all the Sakuramiyas present trembled slightly.
"Could this be Perfect Sakuramiya's sche?"
"Yeah, yeah, she couldn't break your Jiejiè, so she found so way to get Hitomi to intervene?"
"Or maybe... she's already stolen one hundred percent of Hitomi's authority over the Jiejiè?!"
"No way... wouldn't we be completely dood then?"
Watching the surrounding Sakuramiyas descend into panic, Mama Sakuramiya's expression also turned extrely grim.
Now that the Jiejiè was broken, Perfect Sakuramiya would inevitably charge in to hunt them down...
The only plan now was to have these Sakuramiyas flee imdiately.
But...
"..."
Thinking this, Mama Sakuramiya couldn't help but look back at the two unconscious Sakuramiyas lying on the ground behind her.
They were Self-Doubting Sakuramiya and Cool Sakuramiya...
It was exactly at this mont that the President had successfully put Perfect Sakuramiya to sleep, causing the two of them to sink into a slumber to find Dream Sakuramiya.
Now, they were completely immobilized.
The flow of ti varied from Jiejiè to Jiejiè, so no one knew how long it would take for them to wake up.
And from what Petite Hitomi had told them, Perfect Sakuramiya seed desperate to kill Mouse Sakuramiya.
Now she couldn't move, and the other Sakuramiyas couldn't take her with them to flee.
They were all like mud Buddhas crossing a river, unable to even save themselves, let alone carry an unconscious burden...
"Sigh... everyone, hurry up and pack your things. Prepare to evacuate from my Jiejiè."
Thinking this, Mama Sakuramiya softly issued her command.
Shortly after, however, she remained motionless where she stood. Looking at the soundly sleeping Mouse Sakuramiya and Cool Sakuramiya, she couldn't help but murmur.
"Tonight... she will raise her butcher's knife once again."
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