Just now, not only did he do some shameful things with An Le here, but they also agreed:

They would engage in that kind of act before the joint training.

If he hadn't remembered what happened before, he might not have had any objections to this matter at all.

Because this thought seemed like something his lustful self would naturally have.

So self-evident, so rightfully deserved.

"...Ah, then let's settle this, let Teacher Miyake handle this part."

"Alright, I will inform Teacher Miyake later. Meanwhile, I'll quickly submit the budget to the Student Affairs Office this afternoon..."

"Thank you."

Yan Huan nodded his head, and said this to Yahashiki.

But at this moment, having just escaped death, Yan Huan did not feel relaxed at all; instead, his expression was very serious and earnest.

He was chewing over all the information he had sensed inside the barrier, becoming increasingly aware of the gravity of the situation.

An Le had already transformed into a terrifying existence that could instantly kill the other four modifiers.

He had to exert all his efforts to win a slim chance of survival.

"..."

Thinking of this, Yan Huan rubbed his brow, crushing the bit of fantasy of returning to a leisurely life born from Spencer into dust.

He took a deep breath, dragging his pleasure-tortured, heavy body to stand, then helplessly muttered to himself,

"Truly, arising from distress...

"perishing in pleasure."

...

...

"Bang!"

Time turned back slightly, to the Sakuragi Residence in Jinghe District, over ten kilometers away from Yuanyue.

The bedroom door eerily opened of its own accord without any wind, but what it revealed was not the corridor of the Western-style Mansion, but several terrifying tentacles waving wildly.

"Ugh!!"

Before those foul-smelling tentacles could strike like lightning, the cold Sakuragi gritted her teeth, clutching the sweat-soaked and heavily panting Sakuragi Hitomi, and dashed into her boudoir,

"Bang!!"

In the next instant, the door slammed shut, completely separating the two barriers.

"Hah...hah...hah..."

Feeling the door behind her completely shut, the cold Sakuragi lay on the ground, gasping for breath, only then gradually releasing her tight hold on Sakuragi Hitomi.

"Are you and Hitomi alright?"

At this moment, the petite Sakuragi, equally disheveled, flew onto the shoulder of the cold Sakuragi, anxiously asking with concern.

On closer look, the small dress on the thirty-centimeter-tall petite Sakuragi was tattered, even covered in some unknown slime.

Upon hearing this, the cold Sakuragi snorted coldly, and said,

"I'm fine, just don't know about her...

"It's all because of that newly split-off waste! If it weren't for her..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the lazy Sakuragi, equally covered in gray dust, fell into the boudoir,

"Why say it like that, after all, it's thanks to my help that you managed to escape. Besides, I even helped break one of her tentacles..."

"Tsk!"

Inside the room, the atmosphere of the defeated Sakuragi troop quieted for a moment.

But the next second, a strange fluctuation began to emanate from the body of the prone Sakuragi Hitomi.

"Buzz!"

The commotion piqued the curiosity of the other three avatars, drawing them closer,

"This... what's happening to her?"

"No idea."

The cold Sakuragi and the petite Sakuragi both didn't know the answer, only the lazy Sakuragi lying on the ground, scratching her butt, opened her mouth to laugh and said,

"Isn't this the same fluctuation I had when I was born...

"In my opinion, we have a new sibling."

Upon hearing this, the cold Sakuragi suddenly realized,

"Another one?! If it's another traitorous waste like you, we'll..."

"Well, well, calm down a bit."

The lazy Sakuragi looked at the angry cold Sakuragi, quickly waving her hand, then stretched comfortably and asked,

"Don't forget, whether it's you or me, we were all born based on the desires of the original Hitomi.

"Like how she split from her past brilliant yet aggressive self into the cold Sakuragi, and her conscience resisted the former unscrupulous self into the petite Sakuragi...

"I was born to combat Spencer, with his 'betrayal' ability; by the same logic, this one..."

Before the lazy Sakuragi could finish, the cold Sakuragi suddenly understood,

"You're saying that this new Sakuragi was born to deal with that An Le?"

"It's possible."

"..."

The cold Sakuragi frowned, just about to speak when a bizarre mask dropped from the illusory fluctuation.

It was a scarlet [True Snake] woman's Noh Mask.

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