abnabooks Chapter 938 264: No Longer Frail (Part 3)
Chapter 938 264: No Longer Frail (Part 3)
But at this moment, it wasn't just the pleasant "Hi" that fell towards Sakuragi...
It was also the iron shovel raised high, smashing down towards her forehead.
"Bang!"
"Ha..."
"Bang!!"
"Ha... ha..."
"Bang!!!"
...
...
"Click..."
Yan Huan went to the tea shop to buy the cheapest drink, had the staff fill a cup with warm water, then carried it along with a straw back to the equipment room.
He gently pressed the door handle, and the door opened.
Inside, Sakuragi Hitomi, dressed in what looked like a hospital gown, was still lying there obediently.
Her forehead still had a little swelling, and her lips were dry and peeling...
Seeing Yan Huan return, she happily blinked her eyes.
Everything was just as it was when Yan Huan left.
"I'm back, Sakuragi..."
"..."
Yan Huan squatted by her side, inserted the straw into the tea cup, then helped her sit up,
and as he supported her, Sakuragi Hitomi's face got even closer to Yan Huan's face.
"Here, water."
Looking at Yan Huan, who was concerned and speaking so close, Hitomi closed her eyes, then puckered her lips...
It was unclear whether she was waiting for Yan Huan to feed her water or for him to kiss her.
Seeing this, Yan Huan pressed his lips together, staring at her a bit suspiciously.
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, the Sakuragi Hitomi in his arms quietly opened her left eye, peeking at Yan Huan with one eye open and the other closed.
"Squeak!"
Seeing that Yan Huan was still staring at her, she immediately closed her eyes again, continuing to maintain the puckered-lips posture as if asking for a kiss.
Seeing this, Yan Huan's face darkened, and he couldn't help but doubt whether she had been teasing him all along.
"Sakuragi..."
So, he didn't make any more movements, just spoke faintly.
With Yan Huan's words, the sweat on the forehead of the Sakuragi Hitomi in his arms increased even more.
Seeing she was still pretending, Yan Huan simply thought of pretending to throw her out from his arms.
Feeling the shift in balance, the Sakuragi in his arms finally seemed unable to hold it in and broke character.
She immediately opened her eyes, gently tugged on the front of Yan Huan's shirt with both hands, and looked at him pitifully, as if begging him not to throw her out,
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, President, I didn't mean to act with you, please forgive me... and it wasn't all acting just now, I really fell, it hurt a lot..."
She added in a small voice at the end.
"..."
Looking at her eyes, so close and shimmering with water, and feeling her hand so close to his heart, Yan Huan couldn't help but pause the words he was about to say.
After several seconds of brewing, he lowered his eyes to look at Sakuragi Hitomi, and asked,
"So, what are you doing in the equipment room at high noon, wearing this kind of clothes..."
Seeing Yan Huan no longer fussing, Sakuragi covered her mouth with a smile, then elegantly sat on the mat beside,
"Our class is currently voting on the cultural festival content, and it seems like the Ghost House is at the top. I haven't participated in many class activities before, so I was thinking about whether to join in this time..."
Saying so, she raised her hand with the long sleeve hanging down, tilted her head, and smiled,
"How is it, President, how was my performance of the 'tongueless patient ghost' just now?"
So it was like this...
The cultural festival, just the same old routines.
It's not that there's a lack of innovation, it's primarily because trying to innovate would inevitably face two major hurdles: "great troubles" and "school review", so choosing conservatively is actually more wise.
It's just...
"Sakuragi, are you sure your body can handle playing a ghost?"
"Uh, no problem, President..."
Sakuragi Hitomi sat up straight, pinched her arm, and explained,
"Before I returned to Linmen, my mom brought me some medicine, and recently I feel much better."
"Really, earlier you even tripped on flat ground..."
Yan Huan expressed doubt.
"I just wasn't careful earlier!"
Seeing Yan Huan's disbelief, Sakuragi Hitomi puffed up her cheeks and then glanced around,
"Ah, got it..."
Then, as if she discovered something, she stood up.
Yan Huan's gaze followed her to the back of the equipment room, and then watched as she came back holding a shovel in one hand.
She held the gardener's shovel in one hand, lightly swayed it up and down with a calm expression, signaling to Yan Huan,
"How about it, President, isn't it impressive?"
Although it was just a light sway, nothing major, it was already considered a big improvement for Sakuragi Hitomi.
Seeing this, Yan Huan smiled slightly, rested his cheek in his hand, and said,
"Yes, yes, very impressive..."
But as he praised her, Yan Huan suddenly remembered the thing he had been thinking about this morning,
"By the way, Sakuragi, there's something I want to ask your help with."
"Oh, the President has something to ask me for? That's rare..."
Sakuragi Hitomi gently put down the shovel, clapped her hands, and walked back.
She sat beside Yan Huan with her hands supporting behind her, her face always showing that gentle smile, as if embracing everything,
"What is it?"
Yan Huan told Sakuragi Hitomi about An Le quitting the club, and the Hentai Club is about to be disbanded due to not meeting the membership requirement.
"Most of the students in the school have joined clubs, even though there are a few who are not familiar with me or with Spencer...
"So I was wondering if I could invite Sakuragi to join the Hentai Club to temporarily keep the club's quota?"
Sakuragi Hitomi listened intently to every word of Yan Huan, then nodded her chin and pondered,
"Hmm... I can, I would love to. However... President, I advise it's best not to do this."
"...Why is that?"
Sakuragi Hitomi gave an elegant smile and patiently explained to Yan Huan,