God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!-Chapter 1157 - 333: A Step Away
He widened his eyes, and only then did he see as the boundless sky grew smaller, it actually... transformed into a wardrobe's sliding door!!
Previously, every door with different colors that he saw forming the sky turned out to be just a pixel of this sliding door?!
Together, they formed the tightly closed door of Hitomi...
Just like all the Personality Masks together formed the girl locked within.
"..."
At this moment, Yan Huan gently landed, stepping softly onto the wooden floor before the sliding door.
He stood in a quiet, uninhabited ancient Ying Country room.
And this place was exactly the same as the one he had dreamed about.
Yan Huan stared blankly at the tightly closed wardrobe sliding door in front of him, his gaze moving downward, and only then did he see...
The sliding door below was blocked by a wooden sword placed diagonally, whose owner was unknown.
Thus, no matter what, it couldn't be opened from the inside.
"..."
Staring at that tightly closed wardrobe, Yan Huan suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort.
Unable to resist any longer, he moved forward, grabbed the wooden sword stuck in the sliding door, pulled it out, and tossed it aside on the ground.
"Click..."
With a slight sound, the once tightly closed wardrobe door was finally pulled open by Yan Huan.
The air inside was stuffy, and the space cramped.
Within, a girl with long hair transitioning from black to sakura pink was curled up on the second layer of the wardrobe.
As she felt the door open, the girl's body shivered slightly, as if afraid the visitor might hit her, she hurriedly covered her head,
"Uh..."
Seeing this, Yan Huan bit his lip.
Immediately, he approached the wardrobe little by little.
Without touching the girl, he softly said,
"Hitomi... it's me, Yan Huan."
"!!"
Upon hearing this, the girl was slightly stunned and then quickly lifted her head to look at Yan Huan in front of her.
She seemed to have had a very long dream.
Her eyes held the memories of every Sakuragi during this time.
The Sakuragi who hunted others, those Sakuragi who were killed...
They were all her.
Just as Mother Sakuragi said:
Every Sakuragi is Hitomi.
"Uh... uh uh uh uh..."
At the moment she saw Yan Huan, she bit her lip, tears instantly flowing.
She rushed forward to tightly embrace Yan Huan in front of her,
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, President..."
"..."
Yan Huan tightly embraced her fragile and petite form, gently patting her back, as if wanting to bury her in his arms,
"It's alright, Hitomi... it's alright... everything is over..."
But she remained emotionally agitated, tears streaming down her face,
"I didn't know... touching the mask would cause this... uh uh uh... making you constantly fall into danger and trouble... even the high table dinner... was completely ruined because of saving me..."
"It's alright... it's alright..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, President..."
Yan Huan held her tightly, then lowered his head, reached out his fingers, and wiped the tears off her small face.
Looking at her aggrieved and fragile appearance, Yan Huan couldn't help but break into a silent laugh,
"Who said the high table dinner was ruined?"
"Huh?"
Then, he gently reached into his coat.
In the next second, he pulled out a real hydrangea flower.
That flower seemed to have been hidden in his suit jacket from the very beginning.
"...Sorry, it's a bit wrinkled."
He slowly reached out his hand and straightened the slightly creased petals of the hydrangea.
Then, he handed the flower to the crying Sakuragi in front of him.
"..."
Looking at the flower close to her eyes, Sakuragi Hitomi quickly turned her eyes to look at Yan Huan.
He smiled gently and softly invited,
"Let's leave here, Hitomi."
"But... but..."
Looking at the teary-eyed little crybaby Sakuragi Hitomi, Yan Huan held her petite frame and turned to leave the cramped wardrobe.
The suffocating air inside the wardrobe became past, outside, there were only the breeze, sunshine, and Yan Huan's smile,
holding the petite girl, spinning around within the clattering Barrier...
Then, Yan Huan gently put her down on the ground.
"Having slept so long, are you able to stand now?"
Yan Huan gazed at her bare feet as they slowly landed on the wooden floor, thus inquiring.
"...Mm."
Though Sakuragi Hitomi was puzzled, she still looked up at him.
"Using the Barrier to switch into a dance dress, alright? Um... preferably one for me too..."
And Yan Huan smiled mildly, glancing down at his own tattered high-end suit.
Immediately, he looked at the Sakuragi Hitomi in his arms, and softly said,
"Because... we still have a dance to perform, Hitomi~"
