The petite Sakuragi instinctively nodded and left, but the next second, she turned her head back in retrospect and said indignantly,
"You...you are so rude, aren't you? You just..."
"Alright, alright, don't mind her."
Seeing the petite Sakuragi getting anxious, the catlike Sakuragi hurriedly came up to mediate, pulling the petite Sakuragi away.
While pulling her, she whispered to her,
"Don't provoke her, the cool Sakuragi is quite formidable. And she's a bit different from us, she seems... not to like the President..."
"A Sakuragi who doesn't like the President?"
The petite Sakuragi was slightly taken aback and looked towards the cool Sakuragi.
After all, "All Sakuragis like the President" is almost the foundational logic for every Sakuragi.
Just like how all Sakuragis have flat chests.
The cool Sakuragi folded her arms, turned her head with a cold snort, and just emphasized,
"Humph... and I'm the only one."
"..."
