However, these things had been coldly repeated by Sakuragi to her more than once, so they were no longer memories engraved in her mind, and she only just remembered them.

The petite Sakuragi wiped the corners of her eyes and hurriedly returned to the main topic,

"But, it's impossible to create a living being within the Barrier, and I don't know how to make her..."

"Shh... Shh..."

At this moment, however, the only television that was lit beside them suddenly broadcast Yan Huan's voice.

"Teacher Miyake, I'm counting on you."

Pre...

President?!

Upon hearing that voice, both the reckless Sakuragi and the petite Sakuragi simultaneously looked excitedly at the television.

Even the insecure Sakuragi, who was hiding behind them, quietly crawled out with eyes slightly sparkling to look at the screen.

In the darkness, the only thing lit was a television.

In front of the television, there were three Sakuragis with faces pressed together, eyes wide, focusing intently on Yan Huan inside the TV...

Just like children who sat in a row in front of the TV at 7:30 every evening, waiting to watch the children's channel cartoons.

"No, no, after all, our goals are the same..."

"Please wait a moment, Teacher Miyake, there's still one more person to come."

On the monitoring screen, it displayed the structure of a dessert shop in Linmen, and Yan Huan and Miyake Huhu were seated facing each other, seemingly discussing something.

As she listened, the reckless Sakuragi couldn't help but ask curiously,

"What is the President doing?"

The petite Sakuragi didn't know either, unable to answer.

After a while, a blonde, blue-eyed, generous girl walked in, happily greeting Yan Huan,

"Yan Huan, I'm here!"

Seeing her come over, Yan Huan smiled slightly and greeted her back,

"Aria... let me introduce, this is Aria Spencer, a good friend of An Le from before."

"Ah, hello, hello..."

Upon hearing this address, both the reckless Sakuragi and the petite Sakuragi puffed up their cheeks and clenched their fists angrily,

"Huh?! Aria... why such an intimate address?!"

"Clearly... the President still calls us 'Sakuragi,' never by our names... Ugh, damn it!"

The two were gritting their teeth in jealousy, with only the insecure Sakuragi pursing her lips, staring blankly as Spencer naturally sat beside Yan Huan, her eyes full of envy.

On the screen, Yan Huan and Spencer were discussing a plan for An Le to pick up the paintbrush again.

The cultural festival is a rare open day; if possible, maybe something could be done...

The reckless Sakuragi, with red-rimmed eyes, watched Spencer swinging her legs and chatting happily with Yan Huan, mumbling,

"Damn golden-haired monster! How dare she act so demure in front of the President? I will defeat you!!"

"..."

However, the petite Sakuragi rationally withdrew her attention, because at this moment, there was still an important matter in front of them.

"Insecure Sakuragi, we can't leave the Barrier, so these cameras can only capture real scenes because you placed them at the entrance of the Barrier, right?"

"Mm..."

"We need your help, really... Only you know which Barriers are in Linmen, can you please guide us?"

As soon as she heard about leaving the Barrier, the insecure Sakuragi shuddered, quickly pulling her hood tightly to cover her face more completely,

"No... I can't, I... I can't do it, I can't go outside, staying here in the darkness is my only home...

"If you guys want to go, you can leave, I'll just open the door for you..."

Seeing her about to retreat back into her mouse hole, the petite Sakuragi was left with no options, so she pointed at the screen in the TV and said,

"Think this through! If you continue to stay here, the perfect Sakuragi will kill you, and you'll never see the President again! And Spencer will always be the one by the President's side!!"

Upon hearing this, the insecure Sakuragi was unmoved,

"The perfect Sakuragi will take action, she will replace Hitomi and stay by the President's side, right?"

"Then will she just kill us all, ultimately becoming someone who isn't even Hitomi? What's the point of that?"

"Wouldn't that be okay?"

"Wh... What?"

"Someone like Hitomi would surely be disliked by the President once they revealed their true self. That's why Hitomi must perform, to hide her true self, so that the President will like Hitomi..."

The insecure Sakuragi turned around to face the petite Sakuragi and asked,

"Isn't it the same as what the perfect Sakuragi is doing? Compare them, a performance is temporary, killing us, though, is forever, isn't that better?"

"This..."

For a moment, the petite Sakuragi was at a loss for words to refute, but seeing the insecure Sakuragi was already slowly climbing up TV Mountain, preparing to curl up and lie down, she finally decided to go all out.

In the next second, she closed her eyes and shouted loudly,

"So... so don't you want to put cameras in the President's rental apartment?!"

"!!"

Hearing those words, the insecure Sakuragi's movements slightly stiffened, freezing in place.

And the petite Sakuragi stared straight at her, still fanning the flames,

"The President's every move in private in his rental, what does he look like when he's asleep? Does he sleep on his side? Curled up? Hugging a pillow? Don't you want to know?!"

The insecure Sakuragi widened her eyes, breathing rapidly as she slowly turned her head to look at the petite Sakuragi,

"..."

"When he's cooking, what does he look like? When cleaning? Does the President hum songs? When he's bored alone, what does he do? Don't you want to know these things?!"

"I... I..."

Seeing her completely swayed, the petite Sakuragi hands on hips, flew to her face, and said word by word,

"If you die, these things will never be possible! But if we can find the President around the rental, wouldn't we then be able to conveniently plant those cameras you've always dreamed of?!"

"Ah..."

Upon hearing this, the face of the insecure Sakuragi turned red, clearly fully tempted.

And the petite Sakuragi wiped the sweat off her head, and finally looked at the eager insecure Sakuragi in front of her, and asked,

"So, will you help us find the President?"

Upon hearing this, the insecure Sakuragi swallowed hard.

She lowered her head, pulling her hood tighter, forcing down the thirst in her mouth and said,

"Let's... let's plan then..."

"..."