God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 495 - 140. World Famous Paintings: Hitomi Sakuragi on the Road_3

Chapter 495: 140. World Famous Paintings: Hitomi Sakuragi on the Road_3

"Well, I’ll just bring it up casually at the dinner party and tell him about it then."

Is the dinner party a good choice?

She felt a lump in her throat, as if preparing herself for the words she was about to say at the dinner party.

But the mere thought of the past and her usual lazy, flawed self trying to express some feelings and stories made her nervous.

"Ding dong, elevator going down."

The elevator’s descent indicator lit up, the floor numbers changing constantly, the scarlet light casting on Tong Yingying’s face, intensifying the anxiety in her heart.

So she subconsciously took out a flip-top lighter and pulled out a cigarette from the box in her pocket.

The slender touch of the cigarette rotated between her fingers, and the flame sparked upon friction with the lighter’s flint.

But just as the cigarette was about to be lit, a slender finger gently rested on her hand.

"..."

Tong Yingying looked up at Yan Huan, who had stopped her from smoking, and saw him give her a slight smile,

"You look so beautiful today, let’s not smoke, Sister Tong."

"..."

Tong Yingying blinked, staring at the hand Yan Huan stretched out to stop her, but suddenly she remembered the answer to her first question.

Does it even count as liking?

Tong Yingying didn’t really know what liking was.

All she remembered was that it was the first time she wasn’t uncomfortable after being stopped from a bad habit, and after putting down the cigarette and bottle, she no longer felt the desolate drowning of her sorrows.

Instead, she would smile knowingly and say to that person,

"You dumb, when am I not beautiful?"

Watching Tong Yingying slowly put away the cigarette and then sputtering lightly, Yan Huan was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Tong Yingying’s lips, not robbed of fragrance by the cigarette, smiled tacitly, and said,

"Right, Sister Tong, you’re beautiful every day."

As soon as the words were spoken, Tong Yingying, who had just shifted her gaze away, narrowed her eyes slightly but had no time to react.

Because the elevator had arrived.

"Ding dong~"

...

...

"Snowflakes fluttering~ the north wind howling~ the world~ a vast expanse~"

At the same time, in Jinghe District, Nara was driving a black sedan from the passenger’s seat.

From the car’s sound system came the legendary song from Dragon Country, "A Sprig of Plum Blossoms."

The beautiful melody involuntarily made Nara hum along softly, captivating the four little ones in the back seat to listen intently.

Only Sakuragi Hitomi, in the passenger seat, grew increasingly irritated, her eyes red as she stared at the phone screen with group messages mentioning the President but getting no replies.

"Aiya, Nara, stop singing! Have you found where they are yet?!"

"Almost there... Who would have known you ladies would pull such a stunt all of a sudden, I’m not a deity, can’t just fly over..."

Nara smiled helplessly but seemed to have locked onto a direction and diligently followed it.

The four people squeezed in the back seat, despite the discomfort, their enthusiasm for discussion still burned strong.

Yuanlina, holding her phone with no replies in the group chat, seemed somewhat worried,

"No... no reply, is it possible that gang of tough girls just kidnapped the President then knocked him down, brought him to the hotel room, and while showing a painful expression...

"Ah! Supplemental medicine! It’s too early for a high school student to be doing this!"

Hearing this, Sakuragi Hitomi’s face turned somewhat pale.

It seemed that she imagined the President painfully clutching his body while enduring the disaster.

Ashley couldn’t be bothered to comment, whereas Yahashiki, playing with his phone, chuckled,

"He’s probably not showing a painful expression; I think the President might be in seventh heaven. Though those older sisters are too mature for my taste, the President’s aesthetic is poor, so he might actually like them?"

"..."

Hearing this, Sakuragi Hitomi’s mental image shifted slightly.

It changed to the President, gleefully chasing and frolicking with the older sisters in the room, and then...

"Oh, it’s over? Play it again."

"A Sprig of Plum Blossoms" in the player had reached its end, but Nara seemed to really like the song, so while driving, he gently pressed "Previous" and replayed it.

"Snowflakes fluttering~ the north wind howling~ the world~ a vast expanse~"

"..."

After a few lyrics, it reached the familiar climax, which turned Sakuragi Hitomi’s pale face to red.

She clenched her fist and turned off the player forcefully, frustratedly saying,

"I said stop playing it!! Really! When will we get there?"

"Don’t worry, miss..."

Nara too felt helpless, only able to check his phone and confirm, but unable to give a precise answer...

So he could only say,

"In any case, we’re on the way, almost there."