At this mont, outside the room.
Spencer looked at the tightly shut door, tilting her head to reveal her little canine teeth.
Today, she wore a caral-coffee-colored short pullover hoodie, paired with matching coffee-colored side-striped harem pants and white sneakers.
Her beautiful blonde hair was tucked under a Bomb Pig collaboration baseball cap. At a glance, it was a very energetic British sporty outfit.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Yan Huan, open the door!"
anwhile, inside a high-end apartnt in the tower block opposite the hotel.
Having just finished a shower, Sakuramiya Hitomi was wiping her damp hair, glancing at her ringing mobile phone.
Dressed in a light blue silk nightgown, her soft pink skin was still slightly damp with the lingering moisture from her bath.
Keeping her eyes on the phone, she relaxed and sprawled out on the soft bed, kicking her feet up and lightly swaying them.
A faint light swirled around the bedroom, indicating that her room had also been enveloped by a barrier. This allowed her to check on other barriers at any ti and teleport back and forth between them at will.
"Tap-tap-tap!"
"What's wrong, President? Is there sothing the matter?"
Inside the hotel room, Yan Huan, who was clutching his phone while looking toward the door, widened his eyes, a light cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Not good!
Quicker than words could describe, Yan Huan abruptly snapped out of his daze the very next second. He tossed his phone into the air and simultaneously called out in his mind,
'Myau-chan!'
'ow!'
The plump black cat instantly materialized, opening its mouth in mid-air to catch the phone.
"Myau-chan, I'll leave the chat with Sakuramiya to you."
Hearing this, Myau-chan, who had landed silently and steadily, turned his head and widened his eyes in astonishnt.
"I-I don't know what to say, ow!"
"Of course I know that! I an you're in charge of typing. Whatever I say, you type, and then tell imdiately whatever Sakuramiya replies!"
"Oh, oh, okay, ow!"
Hearing this, Myau-chan finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, a second later, he seed to realize sothing and hastily asked,
"Wait, are you going to use multi-threading, ow?!"
Facing the question, Yan Huan rely sighed and urged,
"Hurry up, I have to go open the door."
"ow~"
Left with no choice, Myau-chan obediently turned invisible. Carrying the phone in his mouth, he trotted over to the coffee table and set it down.
'Beep beep, Myau-chan Custor Service is happy to serve you!'
Once Myau-chan was in position, Yan Huan couldn't help but glance at the glowing halo of the barrier swirling around him.
Imdiately after, he finally walked toward the door, simultaneously speaking in his mind,
'Just ask her if she's free right now, and say that I have sothing to tell her.'
'Okay, ow... Sakuramiya, are you free right now...'
Hearing this, Myau-chan nodded. He stood on his hind legs on the coffee table and raised his two front paw pads to press the phone screen.
But after pressing twice, he exclaid in dismay,
"My paws are too plump! It's so hard to type, ow!"
Yan Huan's face darkened. He glared at Myau-chan in exasperation and scolded,
"Useless furball!"
"ow?!"
Fortunately, it was only difficult to press, not impossible.
Myau-chan lifted his little chubby paws and painstakingly tapped a few tis until he finally successfully inputted the text.
Then, he hit send!
...
On the other end of the line, Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was sprawling on her bed, pursed her lips and muttered in confusion,
"The President has sothing to tell ? Why is he being so serious? Could sothing have happened in his room?"
With this thought, Sakuramiya Hitomi pouted and typed on her phone,
"I'm free. What did you want to talk about, President?"
"It's about what happened before."
Eh, eh, eh?!
Looking at the ssage in her hands, Sakuramiya Hitomi imdiately sat up, biting her lip.
What happened before...
Could he be talking about the ti I spied on him?
Now that I think about it, because of the Club War, the midterm exams, and the school trip, that incident just kind of blew over.
I never really had a proper talk with the President about it.
What do I do? What do I do?
Could it be that he hasn't completely forgiven yet, and deep down he's still a bit uncomfortable, so...
But when we were at the main residence earlier, the President clearly helped so much. He should have forgiven by now...
Then, what exactly does the President want to say?
...
'There's no response from her side for now, ow. Yan Huan, Sakuramiya Hitomi's status has been stuck on "Typing..."'
Listening to Myau-chan's telepathic report, Yan Huan nodded.
This was good. Temporarily drawing Sakuramiya's attention away was the only way he could safely open the door for Spencer, otherwise...
"Click~"
The next second, Yan Huan reached the door and pulled it open, revealing Spencer standing outside like a radiant little sun.
"Spencer..."
"Yan Huan, you're alright!"
The mont she saw Yan Huan, a beautiful gleam burst from Spencer's sky-blue eyes, and she imdiately lunged into his arms in excitent.
"Thud!"
Yan Huan quickly reached out to catch Spencer, but his body involuntarily stiffened.
He raised his eyes and cast a swift glance around the room.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
It seed that Sakuramiya's attention had indeed been caught by the bait he had thrown out, leaving her oblivious to the situation over here.
Phew...
Step one of the operation: a success.
Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief before smiling down at Spencer in his arms.
He saw her biting her lip with her canine teeth, looking him up and down. She even reached out a finger to poke him here and there, as if checking to make sure he wasn't missing any arms or legs.
"Where did you go all this ti? We were all looking for you. I even went ho to ask for help, but then you ca back not long after..."
Feeling her deep concern, the smile on Yan Huan's lips deepened, and he honestly confessed,
"I went to Kyushu Island."
He didn't continue the mory Correction lie about not rembering how he got there.
If he said that, the naturally perceptive Spencer would definitely see through his lie.
As he spoke, Yan Huan closed the hotel room door and walked further inside.
"Mmm..."
Kyushu Island...
Where is that?
Hearing this, Spencer stroked her chin and fell deep into thought.
And the result of her thinking was...
No result whatsoever!
In her little head, the Earth probably wasn't even round, let alone understanding geography.
Spencer didn't even know how Yan Huan had disappeared in the first place.
She only had a superficial understanding of her own superpowers, much less Sakuramiya Hitomi's barrier.
"Whatever, never mind all that. The important thing is that you're back!"
With that thought, Spencer completely gave up on thinking and just happily hugged Yan Huan tight.
Usually, Yan Huan would be thrilled to be hugged by Spencer like this.
Spencer's body was toned from exercise yet incredibly soft, carrying a pleasant scent of body wash.
She was warm all over, making it feel like he was holding a comforting little ball of fire.
But right now, Yan Huan couldn't help feeling a bit nervous.
Because they were currently inside the barrier, and Spencer hadn't realized it at all!
'Yan Huan, Sakuramiya Hitomi replied, ow!'
Hearing Myau-chan's voice in his head, Yan Huan imdiately looked over.
'Read it!'
' "About what happened before, it was my fault. President, I'm truly sorry for causing you trouble." '
Like a nagging busybody, Myau-chan shook his head while reading.
'That's what she said, ow...'
Yan Huan let out a breath. After thinking for a second, he ntally replied,
'Reply to her: "There's no need to be so tense. I've already forgiven you. That is, unless you're still secretly keeping under surveillance." '
'Oh, oh, that's a good move, ow!'
Hearing this, Myau-chan's erald eyes lit up slightly. He raised his paw pads to type again.
'To think you could use this thod to prevent her from spying on us right now and discovering Spencer making out with you, ow.'
'What do you an, "discovering Spencer making out with "?'
'I haven't even done anything yet, have I?'
Watching Myau-chan wagging his head and swaying his body on the coffee table, Yan Huan thought to himself.
"Of course not! I've already turned over a new leaf, President! You have to believe !"
Turned over a new leaf again?
Hearing this familiar rhetoric, Yan Huan felt a slight twinge of PTSD.
'How should we reply next, ow?'
'Hmm, just... Mmph!'
Just as Yan Huan was about to "speak," a pair of warm hands suddenly slapped onto his cheeks.
Yan Huan paused in surprise. The next second, a trendous force forced his slightly turned head to face straight ahead...
He saw Spencer standing directly in front of him, her hands holding his face. Her innocent features clearly displayed undisguised suspicion.
"Yan Huan, why does it feel like you're thinking about sothing else?"
His face slightly squished by Spencer's hands, Yan Huan blinked and subconsciously answered,
"I'm no—"
But the mont the word left his lips, he instantly regretted it.
Not good!
The mont he said "I'm no—", he abruptly changed the subject and asked,
"By the way, Spencer, how did you know I was staying— Mmph!"
But it was already too late.
The instant Yan Huan spoke, Spencer's hands squeezed inward with slight force, instantly squishing his mouth into a fish-like pout, cutting off his words.
Looking at Spencer herself, her expression had puffed up into an angry pout.
"You really are absent-minded! And here I rushed all the way back just to see you, even though I wasn't supposed to return until tomorrow..."
"I..."
Right at that mont, an urgent report ca from Myau-chan's side.
'Yan Huan, Sakuramiya Hitomi is asking about you because you haven't replied for too long, ow!'
"Mmm..."
With his lips squished out, Yan Huan felt like his brain was going to divide into two.
On one side was the adorable, sulking Spencer right in front of him.
On the other side was Sakuramiya Hitomi at the end of the phone line, who could discover the situation over here at any mont.
Yet in this very mont, Yan Huan felt an unprecedented clarity in his mind.
Because, it seed...
He could actually pull this off?
Yan Huan blinked. The next second, he raised his hands and grasped Spencer's hands that were still squishing his cheeks.
Feeling her hands enveloped by a larger pair of hands, Spencer trembled slightly, as if she had received a weak electric shock.
"L-Let go..."
The ticklish feeling in her heart was sothing Spencer wasn't used to, and her instinct told her to pull her hands away.
Taking advantage of the direct hit on the U.S.S. Spencer, Yan Huan instantly spoke to Myau-chan with a clear mind, having him relay the ssage.
'Tell her: "I an, Sakuramiya, I'd like to go out for a walk with you alone. Just treat it as going out to have fun. What do you say, is that okay?" '
Eh? Eh?
In her bedroom, Sakuramiya Hitomi held her phone and stared blankly at Yan Huan's ssage. Her face suddenly flushed a faint red.
She pursed her lips, her thumbs hovering tremblingly over the phone's input thod editor for a long ti, only to eventually tap out two simple words:
"Alone?"
"Yes, just the two of us."
Yan Huan spoke in his mind, and Myau-chan's typing on the coffee table beca increasingly proficient.
He held up his paw pads, typing so fast that they left afterimages.
And right in front of him, while simultaneously formulating the conversation with Sakuramiya Hitomi in his mind, Yan Huan was actually conversing with Spencer in reality.
It was just like holding conversations with two different people at exactly the sa ti!!
"But I was indeed a bit distracted just now, thinking about other things. I'm sorry, Spencer."
"Mmm..."
Spencer managed to pull her hands free from Yan Huan's grip with great effort, then rubbed her hands, which still held his lingering warmth.
She averted her gaze slightly and, for the first ti ever, acted coy and fidgeted bashfully.
"T-Then you have to compensate ."
"Compensate you?"
Hearing Yan Huan's confusion, she imdiately turned her head back and indignantly explained,
"During this ti, even when I was busy with other things, I've been studying hard! And I listened to you and built good relationships with everyone else... Anyway, I've worked really hard!"
"Then what kind of compensation do you want?"
Even as Yan Huan asked the question, he couldn't help but swallow slightly as he looked at Spencer's lips being bitten by her canine teeth.
Upon hearing this, Spencer's sky-blue eyes sneaked a glance at Yan Huan.
After making eye contact for a brief mont, she imdiately looked away, her voice dropping significantly in volu.
"I just... I want that."
That?
Yan Huan achieved instant understanding.
But looking at Spencer, who was acting uncharacteristically bashful instead of her usual straightforward self, he felt intrigued and pretended not to understand.
"What's that?"
"It's... it's just that!"
"So what is that?"
"Just— Yan Huan! You clearly know what it is! Are you ssing with ?"
Unable to get her kiss, Spencer was so flustered that her face was turning red.
But as she shyly shifted her gaze, she saw the smile on Yan Huan's unmasked face growing ever wider.
Even an idiot would know that Yan Huan was just teasing her.
Gritting her teeth in anger, she flew into a flustered rage and went straight for a bull charge...
Oh, as in, using her head to violently butt Yan Huan right in the chest.
A trendous force transmitted over. Without his bare-chested buff or Kiss God activated, Yan Huan was like a helpless little chick in front of Spencer, being forced backward continuously by the headbutt.
A true display of her Taurus divine strength!
"Thump!"
Until the next second, Yan Huan plopped bottom-first onto the bed.
But Spencer still wasn't finished. Blushing heavily, she continued to press her head into his chest.
However, since Yan Huan was already lying back on the bed, it now looked exactly as if Spencer was burying her head in his arms to act coy.
"W-Wait a minute..."
"I'll butt... I'll butt you to death!"
Spencer was still talking tough, but then Yan Huan gently reached out and wrapped his arms around her back.
The very next second, it was as if so hidden switch had been flipped.
Spencer's body actually went soft in Yan Huan's arms, losing every ounce of strength.
Yan Huan widened his eyes and looked down into his embrace.
He saw her little face was flushed completely red, her eyes looking up at him.
The two exchanged a look, and Spencer shyly buried her head back into Yan Huan's chest.
But a muffled voice drifted up,
"...I want a kiss. Right now."
...
Feeling the vibration in his chest as her muffled voice sounded out from his arms, Yan Huan only felt his heart pounding wildly.
It was as if a feather were gently tickling his heart in so unknown corner of his chest, causing an intense, irrepressible itch.
That tickle compelled Yan Huan to swallow a mouthful of saliva, though his voice still ca out husky,
"Okay, Spencer..."
On the bed, the atmosphere was heating up.
anwhile, on the other side, inside her bedroom, Sakuramiya Hitomi was completely oblivious. Instead, she was excitedly rolling around on her bed.
"Ahhh! Doesn't the President just want to go on a date with ?! So he isn't trying to settle old scores after all..."
After doing a few rolls, tossing and turning until she had exhausted all her energy, she finally panted and picked up her phone again. What she needed to reply was already very clear.
O-O-Of course, no problem!
She was thrilled in her heart, but the text she typed out perhaps still retained so restraint:
"Alright, President. Do you have anywhere you want to go? I'm familiar with this area, so I can give so recomndations..."
Back in the hotel room, Myau-chan imdiately relayed the ssage upon seeing Sakuramiya's reply.
"Smooch~"
But when he turned his head to look, he saw that Yan Huan and Spencer were already making out, lost in their own world.
"ow?!"
Myau-chan was horrified. Turning back to Plane and seeing Sakuramiya Hitomi's perfectly pure love ssage, he couldn't help but feel the jarring contrast.
Inside the hotel room versus the girl's bedroom—the scenes were worlds apart!
Looking at Spencer, who was finally getting her kiss from Yan Huan and looking completely satisfied, Myau-chan could practically feel her silently taunting Sakuramiya Hitomi.
"Oh, so that's how Yan Huan usually acts in front of you, Sakuramiya Hitomi? He's completely different when he's with !
"If you can stomach it, keep watching the video of him making out with while you're busy chatting and fantasizing about your romantic date."
There's NTR here!!
Myau-chan was so anxious he owed incessantly, hastily calling out to Yan Huan,
'Yan Huan! Yan Huan! Stop kissing, ow! Sakuramiya Hitomi is still waiting!!'
!!
On the bed, Yan Huan's previously closed eyes snapped open.
Looking at Spencer, who was equally lost in the mont with her eyes tightly shut, he struggled to detach his attention, as if desperately clawing his way out of a swamp.
The next second, he finally sent a response to Sakuramiya Hitomi:
"Hmm... How about Akihabara?"
"Akihabara?"
To Sakuramiya Hitomi, that really wasn't a good place for a date.
"Ah, Yabashi Ki asked to go there to buy so ani rchandise for him, and I already agreed. Plus, I heard it's very lively there, so I want to take a look around too."
At the thought of the kind of rchandise Yabashi Ki would buy, the corners of Sakuramiya Hitomi's mouth couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
Tch...
Yabashi-kun, you really are sothing else.
There could have been a much better location, but thanks to your commission for the President, everything was ruined.
Sakuramiya Hitomi gritted her teeth and silently made a ntal note to get back at Yabashi Ki, but her response on Plane remained completely graceful:
"No problem. Then, when should we go?"
"How about the day after tomorrow?"
"Mhm. Okay, President."
Lying on her bed, Sakuramiya Hitomi sent her reply. She then scrolled up the screen, uncontrollably reading through their chat history as if to savor the aftertaste.
Looking at the dialogue boxes word by word, she couldn't help but hum a happy tune. Even her legs, raised behind her, kicked back and forth even more joyfully.
"Hum, hum, hum~"
But as she read, her expression suddenly shifted slightly as she realized sothing.
Wait, that's not right...
"Um, President, I just wanted to confirm... Is the person chatting with right now really you?"
On the phone screen, staring at the ssage that had suddenly arrived, Myau-chan was ten thousand tis more nervous than Yan Huan.
If he wasn't a Kami, he probably would be breaking out in cold sweat right about now.
'N-Not good, ow!! Yan Huan! Not good, ow!!'
'What the hell?'
They had just successfully set a ti and put a stop to any possibility of Sakuramiya spying on them through the barrier. Yan Huan had no idea why Myau-chan was suddenly screaming like a ghost.
But when he raised his eyes and turned his head, he saw Myau-chan running over in a complete panic with the translucent phone in his mouth.
The mont he saw the ssage sent by Sakuramiya Hitomi, Yan Huan's pupils shrank slightly.
'How could this be?!'
'Could it be that Sakuramiya is currently using the barrier to watch Spencer and making out, and she knows my hands are full, so... that's why she's suddenly asking this?'
'If that's the case...'
For so reason, Yan Huan kept seeing the Star of Doom flashing right before his eyes.
"Mmm..."
But after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he instantly realized where the problem lay and hurriedly shouted a reminder in his mind:
'The emojis! I send a cat emoji before every ssage! You forgot to send them, you idiot!!'
'ow?!'
Hearing this, Myau-chan's eyes went wide, his face full of disbelief.
'It seems that dealing with a Modifier Host is still too difficult for a deity like , ow...'
'I'd better just leave it to Yan Huan!'
'Co to think of it, I didn't realize it before...'
'But now that Yan Huan is thodically executing this multi-threading, is he gradually getting better at it?'
With that thought, Myau-chan held the phone in his mouth and trotted back over to the coffee table.
He put down the phone and opened Yan Huan's collection of saved emojis.
Inside, it was a solid wall of cat emojis, each paired with various text captions...
Myau-chan tilted his head. Using his paw pads, he picked out the sticker that looked the most like him and hit send:
"[Cat Emoji: Confused]"
"Why would you think that?"
On the other end of the line, upon seeing the late but familiar black cat emoji, Sakuramiya Hitomi lowered the hand she had just raised to check the situation on the other side of the barrier.
"I was just joking, President."
She breathed a sigh of relief, a smile overflowing on her face once more.
"Then it's a deal. We'll go to Akihabara together the day after tomorrow~"
The last thing to light up the phone screen was Sakuramiya Hitomi's adorable ssage.
However, since the phone was currently in Myau-chan's hands, it was intangible and completely invisible to anyone else.
So naturally, even the notification sound of the ssage arriving was drowned out by other noises.
"Smooch."
At this mont, Spencer, whose eyes were misty and dreamy from the kissing, finally lifted her head, thoroughly content.
She panted as she looked at Yan Huan. Instead of wiping her mouth, she subconsciously licked her lips, still longing for more.
That look was so alluring it almost made Yan Huan explode.
...
He tore his gaze away with great difficulty, but then suddenly rembered sothing and asked Spencer,
"Spencer, let's go out and have fun together the day after tomorrow."
"Okay! Okay! But where are we going?"
"Mmm..."
Yan Huan's expression was sowhat awkward, as if he didn't really want to say it.
But for so reason, when An Le's shy smile surfaced in his mind, that hint of hesitation faded away...
And so, the next second, he offered a helpless smile and said to Spencer,
"How about Akihabara?"
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