Yan Huan's concern for Sakuramiya Hitomi was not entirely unfounded; after all, there was a precedent.
He still rembered a ti during the autumn sester when the Student Council went out for team building, and Sakuramiya Hitomi accidentally got caught in the rain.
The rain back then was not even that heavy, but as a result, she spent the entire following week dizzy with a cold, sitting listlessly in her chair and sneezing every day.
Although that version of Sakuramiya had a flushed face and acted incredibly adorkable due to her muddled head.
But this was related to her health after all. Compared to letting her suffer for a long ti, he would rather skip seeing that kind of cuteness.
If a light drizzle could do that to her, a storm severe enough to prompt a red alert in Linn would definitely make her terribly ill.
"Hitomi, stay at the factory building for now. I am coming to pick you up."
Sending a ssage to Sakuramiya Hitomi, Yan Huan felt the surrounding winds growing stronger. He accelerated into a wild sprint in that direction, planning to buy an umbrella first before picking her up.
"Rumble!!"
"Pitter-patter..."
The fierce wind blew his bangs wildly, and bean-sized raindrops left streaks of water on Yan Huan's face as he ran.
Running to one of the few chain convenience stores near the factory building, he grabbed two umbrellas and handed them to the clerk.
"Two umbrellas, please."
"Fifty."
Yan Huan raised his eyes and glanced at the expressionless clerk ringing him up, then looked down at the transparent umbrellas in his hands.
'You could buy two of these low-quality umbrellas online for ten yuan!'
"Are you buying or not?"
"..."
'Forget it, it is what it is when the weather demands it.'
Speechless, Yan Huan scanned his paynt and turned to run out of the convenience store.
Opening one umbrella for himself, he continued on his way.
"Bam-bam-bam!!"
As soon as he stepped outside, the incredibly heavy rain pounded against the canopy like cannonballs, denting the surface. The umbrella ribs were frighteningly flimsy, feeling like they would flip inside out with a single gust of wind.
"..."
Yan Huan's face darkened, but he still sprinted toward the factory.
However, the entrance to the factory was completely empty. Not a single person was in sight.
The main gate was closed. A security guard was inside eating noodles, and there was no sign of anyone taking shelter from the rain.
'Could she have missed the ssage and gone to the bus station?'
"..."
"Ding~"
Right at that mont, Yan Huan's mobile phone rang.
Pulling out his phone, he saw a ssage from Sakuramiya Hitomi:
"Eh? Did the President go to the factory?! I was planning to buy umbrellas first and then go to the school to pick you up!!"
'So she had the exact sa thought as ?!'
Realizing the mix-up, Yan Huan slapped his forehead and imdiately replied.
"Stay right there, I am coming over right now."
"Okay, President."
Yan Huan took a deep breath and had no choice but to sprint all the way back.
"Splash-splash-splash!!"
By now, the sky had turned pitch black, illuminated only by occasional flashes of lightning striking the earth.
Through the dense curtain of rain, Yan Huan ran for quite a while before he finally spotted the petite girl trembling in the wind in the distance.
She held an umbrella with both hands, as if that was the only way to stop herself from being blown away.
And tightly in her arms, she hugged another umbrella that she had originally bought for Yan Huan.
"Hitomi!"
"President!"
Yan Huan called out to her. Hearing this, she imdiately turned around, subconsciously trying to hand the umbrella in her arms to him.
"Whoosh!!"
But as she let go with one hand, the umbrella above her tilted, and in an instant, the wind blew it completely inside out.
"Splash."
Raindrops poured down from the side, instantly soaking her white shirt.
The wet shirt grew heavy and clung tightly to her body, vaguely revealing her pale pink skin underneath.
"Gasp!"
Yan Huan quickly ran to her side and reached out to snap the inverted umbrella ribs back into place.
"It seems the umbrellas we bought are both of terrible quality."
"..."
Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi glanced at the total of four umbrellas in their hands.
For so unknown reason, she suddenly covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh.
"What are you laughing at? You are completely soaked and you are still laughing."
"It is nothing, President~"
Yan Huan looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi, originally intending to check how wet she had gotten.
But when he looked, all he saw was the white shirt acting like a sheer veil over her petite and lovely body.
Through the gently rising and falling wet folds, tracing the distinct straps of her undergarnts, Yan Huan could clearly see the shape of her collarbones.
For so reason, even though her figure was so immature compared to An Le's...
Yan Huan still felt:
It was really seductive.
"Buzz!!"
However, before he could tear his gaze away, a bone-piercing chill surged into his heart once more.
The surrounding scenery vaguely darkened. From the boundless abyss, a pair of ice-cold hands wrapped around Yan Huan's neck from behind.
Like a hangman's noose slowly tightening and suffocating him, Ye Shiyu leaned against his ear expressionlessly, her fragrant lips parting slightly.
"Xiao Huan...
"You have already started to turn over a new leaf. You cannot give up halfway...
"Otherwise, I will be very sad~"
A biting cold wind drilled into Yan Huan's brain along with her breath. He instantly shuddered, and all his romantic thoughts were completely wiped away.
'Ye Shiyu, you really...'
'Ruin absolutely everything!!'
Yan Huan's face darkened, and he hurriedly shifted his gaze away from Sakuramiya Hitomi, terrified of triggering another illusion.
"Uu~"
Noticing Yan Huan's gaze, Sakuramiya Hitomi also looked down at her own body. Slow to catch on, she finally realized what was happening, and her face uncontrollably flushed red.
'Today...'
'Today I am wearing a triangle cup bra!!'
'A triangle cup~'
'A bra with a unique triangular shape. It is fashionable and sexy, but it does not have any push-up effect and is suited for girls with smaller chests.'
"..."
Sakuramiya Hitomi blinked her eyes and remained calm and composed as she raised her arms to cover her chest.
While it looked like she was trying to cover up, the upward squeeze of her arms visually made her chest appear a little fuller.
"President... Do you want to check... if we can call a cab or sothing?"
She spoke shyly, her eyes darting away, but she could not help quietly observing Yan Huan's reaction.
As a result, she saw Yan Huan decisively avert his eyes and take out his mobile phone, completely devoid of any lingering attachnt.
"Ah, let
check."
'Is my body so barren that the President does not even want to look at it anymore?!'
"Crack..."
Seeing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's expression instantly froze.
Subsequently, her feminine fists resting in front of her involuntarily tightened little by little, and her lips pouted higher and higher.
'Right. Thinking carefully about the others...'
'An Le goes without saying. She is unchallenged for eternity.'
'Although Aria seems a bit silly, Sakuramiya Hitomi had seen her figure. It could be called the golden ratio.'
'It was like a Golden Bomb Pig piloting top-tier cha, crushing everything with sheer stats.'
'The remaining two, Ye Shiyu and Bai Yi, are well-matched, but they are both at least B-cups, only differing slightly in band size.'
'It is just
alone...'
"Uu!"
Just as Sakuramiya Hitomi revealed an expression showing her defense broken, the umbrella over her head gave an involuntary shake, instantly dumping another splash of rainwater onto her other side.
"Ah!"
"Sakuramiya, there is no signal here."
'As expected, just like that ti with Ye Shiyu, whenever the weather turns bad, the signal just...'
'Hm?'
'Wait, no signal?'
Yan Huan narrowed his eyes. As if realizing sothing, he opened the Yezi AI app interface.
Sure enough, the Yezi AI avatar inside was completely motionless, looking as if it had frozen a while ago.
"Sorry, it seems there is a problem with the network. Yezi cannot assist you right now. Please restore your network settings and co find Yezi again."
"..."
At this mont, inside Ye Shiyu's office at Ye International.
Ye Shiyu stared expressionlessly at the Yezi AI interface filled with static, which was failing to transmit any footage. A trace of displeasure flashed deep in her eyes.
Especially since, right before the signal disconnected, she knew that Xiao Huan had gone to work together with Sakuramiya Hitomi.
But...
As long as the hypnosis on Xiao Huan was still active, he could not do anything to Sakuramiya Hitomi.
After all, the hypnosis she implanted was not as simple as rendering him physically unable to perform; it prevented Xiao Huan from feeling desire for anyone other than herself...
Xiao Huan would not even think of using his hands or any other thods.
One might say Sakuramiya Hitomi possessed a Jiejiè and could use a cognitive overwrite once she discovered this?
Hehe.
It could only be said that Ye Shiyu was eagerly waiting for these girls to notice the anomaly and use their Modifiers on Xiao Huan.
If that happened, Yezi would be able to enjoy a massive feast.
Thinking of this, and confirming that absolutely nothing could happen between Xiao Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi, Ye Shiyu relaxed. She shifted her gaze to the data on the nearby computer monitor.
"The download volu of Yezi AI in Linn has already covered 10% of Linn's total population."
"..."
Ye Shiyu expressionlessly rubbed the screen detailing the data and softly murmured,
"Almost... soon..."
"..."
Outside the skyscraper, a fierce flash of lightning tore across the sky...
...illuminating Yan Huan, who was standing near Far Moon Academy in the Kyogo Ward, faint beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
'So, Ye Shiyu probably cannot keep
under surveillance right now.'
'But...'
'The hypnosis is still active?'
Yan Huan realized that Ye Shiyu's hypnosis had definitely upgraded again.
In the past, no matter how long the hypnosis lasted before losing effect, it was never permanent. But now, it seed her hypnosis was no longer bound by duration.
'Who knows...'
'If I suffer from this hypnosis, could it be that I will never wake up from it for the rest of my life, becoming Ye Shiyu's permanent toy?'
"Gulp~"
Yan Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He turned to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, only to find that she was completely drenched.
The contours of her body were already perfectly displayed.
"Uu..."
Seeing Yan Huan looking her way, the expression of her broken defenses instantly vanished, replaced by a proper and understanding deanor.
"President, wha—Achoo!"
After a sneeze, she hurriedly wrapped her arms tightly around herself.
Her constitution was weak, and it was obvious she had already caught a chill.
Little did she know, Yan Huan felt even colder than she did.
"..."
Because he had seen Sakuramiya Hitomi's body, he was now plagued by the lingering phantom image of Ye Shiyu.
'Life is just getting better and better...'
'I have a female ghost on
anyti, anywhere, reminding
to practice abstinence.'
"There is a hotel nearby. Let's go rest our feet there first so you do not freeze. You can take a hot shower to avoid catching a cold."
"A hotel?"
Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi stared blankly.
Yan Huan turned back with a smile and gently held her hand.
"Do not worry, I will not do anything strange to you."
"..."
'Who wants to not worry!!'
'If I was unwilling, it is not like I could not just open my Jiejiè and run!!'
'Right now, it would be more accurate to say that if you do NOT do anything, President, then I will be the one worrying!'
'Does not this just make
seem like I have absolutely no charm at all?!'
'And I just shalessly boasted in front of Elvira that I was the President's girlfriend!'
"Hahaha..."
Elvira's mocking laughter still echoed in her ears. Staring at Yan Huan's back, Sakuramiya Hitomi could not help but feel a wave of dread.
'Could it be...'
'Could it be that the President views our romantic relationship as purely platonic?'
'Which ans, physically, he prefers soone like An Le, while with
it is a relationship of mutual respect and spiritual harmony?'
'Eh?'
'Can guys even operate like that?'
"Splash-splash!!"
The rain hamred down, much like the young girl's current state of mind.
Sakuramiya Hitomi had fallen into a massive crisis!
'Only a spiritual girlfriend? Eh, eh, how... how is that even possible...'
'But, if I directly talk to the President about it, will he think I am overly promiscuous or sothing?'
'But, he already did it with An Le...'
'What exactly...'
Amidst letting her imagination run wild, Sakuramiya Hitomi's facial expression began to turn abstract. She did not even care about her soaked body anymore.
To one side, an angelic Petite Hitomi appeared.
"What is wrong with holding back a little! Hitomi, did you get together with the President just to do that kind of thing?"
On the other side, a demonic Lewd Hitomi materialized.
"Doing that kind of thing does not conflict with being with the President. Hitomi only wants to do it because she likes him. Besides, Hitomi clearly really wants to, right?"
Petite Hitomi:
"Nonsense! The President is clearly doing this to take care of Hitomi's health! After all, even just kissing made her... Doing that kind of thing would definitely be too much for her!"
Lewd Hitomi:
"That is true. But the President does not seem urgent at all. Could it be because he is already too satisfied with An Le, so he holds no expectations for Hitomi, thinking 'a platonic romantic relationship like this is fine too' or sothing..."
Petite Hitomi:
"Or is it... Hitomi just does not have enough charm? If she was charming enough... no matter what, the President would still be very eager."
Lewd Hitomi:
"That is true too."
While listening, the figures on Sakuramiya Hitomi's left and right slowly morphed into the appearance of Perfect Sakuranomiya.
'If only my health was a little better...'
'If only my figure was not so barren...'
'If only I had made a move earlier than An Le...'
"Ah, we have arrived, Hitomi."
Pursing her lips with her thoughts growing increasingly chaotic, Sakuramiya Hitomi imdiately looked up upon hearing this, only to see the love hotel that Yan Huan had previously visited with Ye Shiyu.
'A love...'
'A love hotel?!'
'Could it be that the President actually wants to do that kind of thing?'
"!!"
The unconfident shadow of Perfect Sakuranomiya vanished like smoke and clouds in an instant. She pursed her lips and tidied up her hair. Lowering her head, her gaze darted away, but she still revealed a shy smile.
"Ah... i-indeed. Only this kind of place is available to rest our feet temporarily..."
"Yeah, and it happens to be empty. I will grab two room cards for now. We can take showers and wait for the rain to stop."
'T-two rooms?!'
Sakuramiya Hitomi's previously darting eyes instantly widened as she stared at Yan Huan in front of her.
In her mind, the phantom image of Perfect Sakuranomiya reappeared, clutching her stomach and roaring with laughter at her.
"Hahahaha!!"
"..."
As Yan Huan turned his back to Sakuramiya Hitomi to get the room cards, Sakuramiya Hitomi's small mouth pouted higher and higher, her petite face growing redder and redder.
"Smack!"
Unable to hold back any longer, she raised her feminine fist and lightly punched Yan Huan on the back.
"Hm?"
However, when Yan Huan turned his head, she imdiately smoothed out her hair, adjusted her expression, and smiled.
"Getting two rooms is too wasteful. Let's just book one, President?"
"..."
Naturally, Yan Huan wanted to agree, but right now...
If they shared a room, even the slightest romantic thought would trigger Ye Shiyu's jumpscare. Who could handle that?
However...
"President, I am currently... your girlfriend now, right?"
Looking at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was still maintaining a smile despite his hesitation, but whose cheeks were slowly puffing up with air, Yan Huan could not help but laugh.
"That is true. Let's just book one room."
"Mm!"
Taking the room card from the machine, Yan Huan glanced at the room number.
He was surprised to discover:
It was actually the exact sa room he had stayed in with Ye Shiyu last ti!
"Hitomi, you go wash up first. I will turn on the air conditioner."
"Mm, okay."
Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips, her face slightly flushed as she examined the double bed inside.
Being alone with him in a single room, her heartbeat unavoidably began to quicken.
"Thump-thump, thump-thump..."
After turning on the air conditioner, Yan Huan double-checked his mobile phone signal.
The hotel had Wi-Fi, but Ye Shiyu shouldn't be capable of remotely controlling the hotel's infrastructure yet. Turning on his phone's airplane mode would suffice.
"Drip, drop..."
"Splash~"
Outside the window, the curtain of rain was still heavy, while the faint sound of running water from behind made Yan Huan subconsciously turn his head.
As a result, he realized that the bathroom in this place actually used frosted glass, and it was separated from the bedroom by only that single pane.
Thus, against the bathroom light, Yan Huan could effortlessly trace the complete silhouette of Sakuramiya Hitomi's body.
'Should I say this is expected of a love hotel?!'
"Thump-thump, thump-thump..."
'Also, is Sakuramiya the type to use a showerhead by hand?'
Yan Huan personally preferred an overhead shower, feeling that freeing up his hands was more comfortable.
But watching Sakuramiya Hitomi hold the showerhead with one hand, carefully tracing it along her skin to rinse every single inch of her body, he still sensed a unique aesthetic sense.
The streams of water flowing from the showerhead also cast shadows, like the tip of a calligraphy brush vividly sketching out her figure.
The faintly wafting body scent and water vapor, coupled with the slightly high temperature from the air conditioner behind him, made Yan Huan feel as if he were stranded in a desert.
"Buzz!"
But, unsurprisingly, in the very next second...
A pair of ice-cold hands instantly clamped down on his neck, causing goosebumps to erupt all over Yan Huan's skin.
"Xiao Huan..."
It was still Ye Shiyu!!
"..."
Yan Huan instantly slipped into a sagely state of enlightennt, completely free of earthly desires. But this ti, faint beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Finding it hard to bear, he massaged the space between his eyebrows.
"This is truly..."
"Swish, swish..."
"Hum, hum, hum~"
Sakuramiya Hitomi had dried her hair and was sitting on the bed wrapped in a bath towel. It was now Yan Huan's turn to wash.
She inevitably glanced at her mobile phone. Seeing that it still lacked a signal, she sighed and tossed it onto the bed.
Fortunately, she didn't court death by connecting to the hotel Wi-Fi.
Because her phone had also downloaded the Yezi App.
'Speaking of which, I am dressed like this, and the President actually has no reaction at all!?'
Sitting on the bed, Sakuramiya Hitomi puffed out her cheeks. Looking at her carefully calculated bath towel outfit, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
'Uu, what exactly is... the President's deal? Even if he is worried about my health... he shouldn't go to this extre, right?
'Or, at the very least... he could say sothing to ...
'Even though he said those things inside the Jiejiè... his actions do not match his words at all!'
Thinking of this, Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips and turned her head toward the bathroom full of resentnt, looking in Yan Huan's direction.
The next second, her eyes widened dramatically.
'Eh, eh, eh?!! It is... semi-transparent?!'
Idiot Sakuramiya, she was only just noticing.
'Then earlier... earlier didn't the President... uu...'
Her face had just flushed completely red, but in the next second, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes dulled into a dead-fish stare.
'Wait, the President saw the whole thing earlier and still had no reaction. Does not that prove even more that he has absolutely no interest in ?!
'Ahhhh, Perfect Sakuranomiya, please co back quickly!!'
Sakuramiya Hitomi clutched her head and began squirming around on the bed.
However, right in the periphery of her squirming, the silhouette of Yan Huan's figure behind the glass also reflected in Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes.
"Gulp."
Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes seed glued to the sight. Her legs slightly rubbed against the bath towel, and her face grew redder by the second.
'Well, although I already knew from before, the President's physical condition in that aspect is indeed...'
"Clack~"
Right at this mont, the sound of water inside gradually stopped.
'The President is done washing!'
Sakuramiya Hitomi instantly sat up straight, tightly clutching the bath towel on her body.
"Whirrr~"
The sound of a hair dryer ca from the bathroom.
The bathroom door was now open, and the full-length mirror hanging near the entrance reflected everything inside.
Yan Huan had a bath towel tied around his waist. After the heat of the shower, his muscles always felt slightly expanded.
From his pectorals down to his abdominal muscles, the overhead light cast distinct shadows across his torso.
"..."
Seeing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi rubbed her nose, while her posture grew straighter and straighter.
"Step, step..."
The next second, Yan Huan walked out and gave Sakuramiya Hitomi a slight smile.
"The rain outside will probably last until the evening. It looks like our afternoon date is ruined... However, we can take a short nap."
"Ah... I see."
Sakuramiya Hitomi rubbed her legs together, squeezing out layers of wrinkles on the bedsheets beneath her.
Yan Huan sat down on the bed beside her, while Sakuramiya Hitomi's throat bobbed slightly as she looked at him.
"President..."
She coughed once, drawing Yan Huan's attention.
"What is it?"
"Actually, the date is not completely ruined or anything..."
Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips, lowering her head as she whispered softly,
"I heard that when couples go on dates, in the end, they... they always end up coming to this kind of place..."
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan's pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
His throat bobbed slightly as he looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi.
He read between the lines, understanding Sakuramiya's aning.
'That ans...'
'Is Sakuramiya agreeing to do that kind of thing?'
"Gulp."
Yan Huan swallowed hard, but in the very next second, that sleep-paralysis-like frigid sensation pressed down on his body with the weight of Mount Tai.
Like a purification spell, it instantly purged all of Yan Huan's extraneous thoughts.
'Ye Shiyu, aren't you annoying?!'
"..."
Devoid of desire, Yan Huan surprisingly felt extrely annoyed.
Massaging the space between his eyebrows, he could only simultaneously plot how to break the hypnosis quickly while attempting to explain the situation to Sakuramiya Hitomi.
"Oh right, Hitomi, your mobile phone is not connected to the internet, right?!"
Before he began his explanation, he suddenly rembered this crucial detail and hastily asked.
"Eh, n-no, it is not."
"That is good. Listen to
first, Hitomi... It is the perfect ti for
to explain the Modifier situation to you..."
"..."
Yan Huan's original intentions were pure, but how should one put it...
In Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes, those words sounded exactly like an attempt to change the subject.
'I clearly just gathered my courage to hint at that kind of thing with you, President, yet you are still talking about sothing completely unrelated!?'
'Could it be that you just don't want to... with ...'
'Do that?!'
"Uu~"
The mont he spoke, Sakuramiya Hitomi pouted.
Soon after, she summoned her courage, clutched her bath towel, stood up from her side of the bed, and walked toward Yan Huan.
"Creak~"
With a soft sound, she half-knelt directly in front of Yan Huan. At the sa ti, leaning her head closer to him, she asked with a tinge of anger,
"Could it be, President, that the words you said in the Jiejiè were actually lies, and you do not like ?"
"How is that possible? Is your brain short-circuiting?"
Yan Huan's face darkened, and he instantly shot back.
However, upon hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi was not angry at all; instead, her anger dissipated quite a bit.
She pursed her lips and unconfidently glanced down at her own body before speaking:
"Then does the President feel... my figure is very barren, so... I have no charm?"
But in the next second, Yan Huan grabbed her hands and stated with absolute seriousness,
"No, it is the absolute best."
"Eh, eh, eh?!"
Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes trembled slightly.
Afterward, she took a deep breath.
"Since it is like that..."
Unexpectedly, right there in front of Yan Huan, she mustered up her courage and gently released her grip on the bath towel.
"Rustle."
In the split second the bath towel fell, Yan Huan's pupils sharply contracted.
But in an instant, everything before his eyes was replaced by Ye Shiyu clad in pure white.
It was exactly like watching a movie reach its climax, only for a full-screen advertisent to suddenly pop up on the dia player.
He could only hear the audio of the scene, completely unable to see the visual.
"Although I am very shy... I... I also want to see the President's... uu..."
"..."
'This is pure torture, Ye Shiyu!!!'
'You really ruin absolutely everything!!!'
"Hitomi, listen to , my main concern is your health. Also, you do not know this, but Ye—"
At this mont, Yan Huan's face had darkened like coal.
Especially since the Sakuramiya Hitomi in front of him had been entirely swapped with an expressionless Ye Shiyu. As a result, he didn't even dare to look in Sakuramiya Hitomi's direction. He could only turn his head to the side to try to explain the situation.
"Smooch~"
However, the next second, Sakuramiya Hitomi gathered her courage, leaned forward proactively, and kissed the corner of his lips.
A faint warmth and softness, like a phantom heat manifesting in extre freezing cold, caused Yan Huan to slightly freeze up.
Imdiately following that, Sakuramiya Hitomi tightly embraced Yan Huan, her lips trembling as she said,
"Look, President, I will not faint anymore. Before, I was just... just in a bad state!"
"..."
Hearing an excuse that sounded a lot like a gar blaming a 'bad controller', Yan Huan could not help but laugh helplessly.
"Really?"
"Mm..."
"President, during the High Table Dinner when you danced with ... do you know what I was thinking about?"
Right now, Yan Huan was like a paralyzed blind man who could only see Ye Shiyu's face, communicating with Sakuramiya Hitomi purely through sound.
"What were you thinking about?"
"When we were little, probably every girl fantasized about what her wedding would look like, and I was the sa... During the High Table Dinner, I was thinking, 'Everything happening right now is exactly identical to the wedding scene I dread of as a child.'"
"Ah, is that so? Even though Perfect Sakuranomiya indeed pulled off a massive production at the ti, there were simply far too many accidents... Your real wedding, Sakuramiya, should be much better than that."
"No."
In his arms, Sakuramiya Hitomi shook her head and could not help whispering,
"When I was a child, I actually thought of that while being locked inside a closet. So, at that ti I thought... there will definitely be soone who can take
out of this closet...
"...take
outside to a sunlit forest, to an endless, boundless field, and dance with total freedom...
"At that mont, I would find my reason to exist, feel true happiness, and no longer feel fear and insecurity...
"Just like that night. Just like right now."
Hearing this, Yan Huan's expression blanked slightly.
Around his neck, the hands of Ye Shiyu—representing bone-chilling frost—locked tighter and tighter.
But even so, he thought of many things.
Before eting Sakuramiya, he had never tasted the feeling of first love.
Only after eting Sakuramiya Hitomi did he understand that a person's heartbeat, constantly rising and falling over a lifeti, could truly be continually swayed by a single person.
Just like rcury encountering the Sun, or the Moon encountering the Earth.
That was why he tried to play the role of a good Student Council President.
That was why he tried to play the role of a savior.
'Right now, I am the sa... Hitomi.'
With that thought, Yan Huan gently closed his eyes.
He stopped looking at the expressionless Ye Shiyu in front of him, no longer caring about the bitter cold brought on by the hypnosis.
He simply wanted to hold Sakuramiya Hitomi tightly...
Nothing more.
"Then, what about the future, President?"
Yan Huan did not open his eyes, rely murmuring in response like soone sleepwalking.
"The future?"
"Mm... regarding the future, what do you think?"
"I..."
"Then, should I talk about mine first?"
"Okay."
Right before him, in a place Yan Huan could not see, Sakuramiya Hitomi looked at the young man and offered a soft smile.
Instantly, she softly whispered,
"I want... to beco the President's wife, and stay with the President, forever and ever..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan felt a slight tremor in his heart.
For so unknown reason, listening to Sakuramiya Hitomi's gentle words beside his ear, even with his eyes closed, even while subrged in the freezing cold, he suddenly felt the urge to cry.
"Thump... thump..."
His heartbeat sped up bit by bit, like drumbeats urging his breathing.
"Crack!"
He wanted to say sothing; he wanted to open his eyes and look directly into Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes.
But he was afraid that opening his eyes would an seeing Ye Shiyu.
Because the words he was about to say, he only wanted to say to Sakuramiya Hitomi, his beloved.
"Hitomi..."
"Crack."
The instant his emotionally charged words softly left his mouth, a shattering sound echoed silently.
"Snap~"
The next second, right amidst the dead silence and biting cold of the hypnosis, a pair of warm little hands gently cupped his cheeks.
Feeling the contours of those hands, Yan Huan paused slightly before snapping his eyes open.
"Crack."
"Crack-crack-crack!!"
He saw the phantom image of Ye Shiyu right before him, her face full of astonishnt, her entire figure completely covered in cracks.
And from her shattered chest, a pair of small hands reached out, holding Yan Huan's face.
The chilling darkness surrounding him also began fracturing with cracks that let the light shine through.
"Thump... thump... thump..."
Amidst the rapidly accelerating heartbeat in Yan Huan's chest, emotions that even hypnosis could not suppress were violently erupting.
"Shatter!!"
The next second, Ye Shiyu's hypnosis abruptly shattered.
Left before him under the warm, cozy lights was his lover, Sakuramiya Hitomi, cupping his cheeks and staring deeply into his eyes.
"President..."
Looking at the unclad petite girl in front of him, who was tilting her head to look at him, Yan Huan parted his lips.
Following that, he gently reached up and grasped Sakuramiya Hitomi's hands that were resting on his cheeks.
"Rustle, rustle..."
Rubbing them gently, he lightly bit down on Sakuramiya Hitomi's fingers.
"Uu..."
Feeling the sensation on her fingertips, Sakuramiya Hitomi's face flushed red.
At this mont, Yan Huan raised his gaze to et hers, uttering word by word:
"I also want to stay with Hitomi forever..."
The instant those words left his mouth, the thoroughly shattered hypnosis fell to the ground like broken shackles.
He was no longer bound by Ye Shiyu's hypnosis.
Thus, his originally suppressed affection for Sakuramiya Hitomi's body and soul...
...could no longer be restrained.
"..."
But facing Yan Huan, whose aura was gradually turning dangerous, Sakuramiya Hitomi did not feel any fear. Instead, her eye sockets reddened little by little.
The next second, she smiled faintly. Tilting her head, she nodded to Yan Huan and said,
"Okay, President~
"It is a promise. We will be together forever..."
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