God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!-Chapter 1121 - 322: The New Sakuragi (Part 3)

"Gurgle~"

"Aah! A monster has entered!!"

Monster?

The petite Sakuragi was so frightened by that thing that she flew behind Yan Huan's head, frantically burrowing into his collar.

But the larger Cool Sakuragi was in trouble, she was so scared that she was rooted to the spot.

Seeing the blurry figure of the face sneaking in, tilting its head and approaching Cool Sakuragi, Yan Huan's eyes narrowed as he took the initiative to run toward her.

"Hiss!"

The Kissing God that Yan Huan had consumed last night kicked in, pulling the Cool Sakuragi behind him out of nowhere.

However, just as Yan Huan tightened his fists and turned back, his eyes full of ferocity and ready to strike at the monster behind him, the monster, looking at her, strangely remained motionless.

"Pre...sident..."

Her hoarse voice was squeezed out from deep in her throat, carrying a faint shyness and a childlike joy.

"Aah, don't hurt the President! Take this!!"

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, about to speak, when the Cool Sakuragi behind him gritted her teeth, raised a baseball bat, and charged forward with a sudden swing, smashing it on the monster's head.

"Clang!"

With a light sound, the monster was as fragile as a potato chip, its whole head denting in.

"Crack..."

Then, cracks slowly appeared on that monster's body until it couldn't even stand upright, collapsing to the ground and turning into flying ashes.

Yan Huan stared blankly at the fallen monster before him, not expecting this being to be so fragile.

Because Cool Sakuragi seemed to have inherited Sakuragi's original frailty, the strength she used to strike just now was like a child's, yet it resulted in the "monster" being directly smashed to death?

"Buzz..."

But beyond Yan Huan's expectations, after the monster turned into flying ashes, it actually, like the other Sakuragis, took the form of a strange mask.

"...Great, we defeated her!"

The petite Sakuragi flew out, sat on Yan Huan's head, and clenched her tiny fists.

"I never thought... she'd be so fragile? If we had known earlier, we wouldn't have needed to run away..."

Cool Sakuragi, looking at the bat in her hand, was equally surprised.

Only Yan Huan frowned, squatted down, and picked up the plain mask that appeared from the flying ashes.

"She... is also Sakuragi."

Holding the mask lightly, Yan Huan turned back to look at Cool Sakuragi and the petite Sakuragi, saying this.

"Huh?"

"Is that true..."

Yan Huan nodded, pointing to her hair, which was turning to flying ashes, and the mask in his hand,

"She has characteristics of Hitomi, just like you, but..."

Now Yan Huan couldn't figure out how she came about, and several possibilities flashed through his mind at once, so he asked,

"Is it possible that Sakuragi who were killed by the Perfect Sakuragi have been resurrected?"

"...It doesn't seem to be the case."

However, after watching, the two Sakuragis shook their heads in unison.

This made Yan Huan somewhat surprised and he had to ask,

"How can you be sure?"

"Um, because... President, you might not know, although every Sakuragi looks a lot like Hitomi and can easily impersonate each other, but... our essence, that is, the masks, never lie."

The petite Sakuragi flew in front of Yan Huan, clutching her chest and said,

"Every Sakuragi's mask is unique, so by identifying the mask, you can confirm a Sakuragi's true identity."

Saying so, she turned her head to look at the seemingly uncolored mask in Yan Huan's hand, tilting her head and saying,

"I roughly know which Sakuragi have died, and their masks are definitely not like this..."

"Is that so?"

The petite Sakuragi landed in Yan Huan's palm, curiously poked the plain white mask with her hand, her expression even more confused,

"This mask not only lacks color and shape, but is also much much smaller than our masks... it looks like..."

She didn't finish, but the Cool Sakuragi behind her crouched down, pinching her chin said, 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Like a newly born Sakuragi."

"...But Hitomi isn't supposed to have conscious thoughts, how could it suddenly think of creating a new Sakuragi?"

Yan Huan was puzzled, and the other two Sakuragis were even more baffled,

"We don't know either... however, upon closer inspection, her mask's style isn't quite the same as ours. Ours are Noh Masks, while hers doesn't seem to be any kind of mask..."

As she said this, Yan Huan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Because he suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility,

"What if...

"These new Sakuragi are not birthed by Hitomi, but are... born from the Inferior Sakuragi?"