She immediately perked up, turned her head, and opened the phone's plane, opening different chat windows one by one.
One was with Yahashiki from the same class, and the other was with a senior from Class A of the second year in the club.
Then, she sent a similar message over,
"Um, could you please forward me Sakuragi Hitomi's contact info/Vice President Ye Shiyu's? I have something urgent to discuss with them!"
...
...
"Um, Yan Huan, what's the WIFI password at your place, hmm?"
"Yan Huan, Yan Huan, can you get me that thing...?"
"Um, I want to have a hamburger for dinner!"
"Blow you up, blow you up!"
She didn't go to school today; instead, she stayed home all day with Spencer.
Yan Huan sat at the dining table, stroking Meow Sauce's fur, watching Spencer half-lying on the sofa playing a mobile game.
She was lying extremely relaxed on the sofa, hugging the beloved golden Bomb Pig doll in her arms.
The doll was facing Yan Huan, its eyes with a smile, faintly gazing at him.
