Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 70 69. Win-win and lose-lose?
"After investigation by the Discipline Committee, Student Union, and Student Affairs Office, regarding the beating of a classmate by Aria Spencer, a first-year C class student on March 3, this violated the school motto of Totsuki Academy and deviated from the code of conduct for Linmen High School students.

"With the approval of the Disciplinary Office and the Student Affairs Office, and after review by the Board of Directors, the following punishment will be imposed on Aria Spencer.

“1. Make a written apology to Hua Zhaofeng who was beaten, and provide financial compensation.

“2. Suspend Aria Spencer’s eligibility to apply for scholarships, grants, and other assistance for the next three years.

"3. Effective immediately, you will be on leave for one week."

Tuesday, noon.

In the first year department of Totsuki Academy, students gathered in front of the garden where the student union posted the bulletin board and whispered to each other.
"No way, what kind of punishment is this? Isn't this the same as no punishment for that guy?"

"Haha, Spencer, don't you realize anything after hearing this last name? The last name is engraved on the newly built building, and you are still imagining things like this."

"Oh my god, I'm going to say these words one day."

Just as Yan Huan expected, as soon as the announcement came out, Spencer became famous in the school.

The girl standing on the outskirts of the crowd couldn't help but pursed her lips as she listened to the conversation of her classmates next to her.

On her shoulder, an illusory white snake spit out its tongue and said to her,

"Are you satisfied with this punishment? Nothing happened to me at all, but you're still paying so much attention to me that you came over to see it."

Anle pursed her lips, the worry on her face did not diminish at all.
"But if Spencer can't join the club and win the club war, she might get expelled!"

"Isn't it good that she's gone?"

"Huh? Why?"

Little Finger blinked, thought for a second, and said,

"Maybe it's just an illusion. Every time she mentions Yan Huan, I always feel a chill. Don't you feel anything at all?"

Anle heard that Little Finger suspected Spencer of having impure motives, so she quickly defended Spencer.
"How could that be? Spencer clearly said he would bring Xiao Huan and I together!"

".Hehe, she's the best."

"Besides, she was the one who stood up for me when Park Shuwen bullied me before, and now it's all because of what happened between me and Park Shuwen."

Little Finger rolled his eyes at Anle. He got angry when he heard this and cursed,

"It's all your fault! You clearly had the power I gave you at the time, and you could have severely punished Park Shuwen and the others, and I would have helped you correct your memory afterwards! What happened? You didn't even dare to fart!"

While slapping Anle's shoulder with his tail, Little Finger was furious.

"Look at you, if you were a little braver, there wouldn't be so many troubles now!!"

"I'm sorry."

Little Finger hummed softly and said,

"And don't be so nervous, dropping out of school may be scary for you, but maybe people don't care at all?

"Spencer's family situation is hard for you to imagine. Don't be like a peasant who imagines the emperor using a golden hoe to hoe the fields. The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is."

Anle opened his mouth, but did not agree with Little Finger's idea. He just turned away and muttered,

"No matter what, I have to find a way to help Spencer."

Pinky rolled his eyes again, but he wasn't as angry as before.

It has been discovered that now any behavior towards Anle must be viewed dialectically.

Anyway, there is only one host. Changing it would be tantamount to suicide. I can't change it even if I want to.

So now, no matter what Anle does, Little Finger tries his best to find the good side of it.

Like now.

This guy didn't listen to his own advice and refused to keep a distance from Spencer, who somehow brought a sense of danger to Little Finger.

But on the bright side, this guy was originally a coward, but now he is willing to take the initiative to find a solution for Spencer.

Rather than getting angry with Anle, the host, it is better to seize the good side of things and make use of them, and then slowly eliminate her bad side.
Thinking of this, the little finger, after comforting himself, raised his tail and said seemingly unintentionally,

"Come to think of it, isn't Yan Huan in charge of this? He's also the student union president. It would definitely be better to go to him than to act like a headless fly like you are doing now, right?"

"That's right."

Anle's nervous expression faded slightly after hearing Little Finger's reminder. She turned and walked towards the stairs, wanting to go to the Student Union office on the top floor.

But as soon as he entered the stairs, he saw Yan Huan walking down from upstairs alone.

"Little Joy"

The moment she saw Yan Huan, her originally fair skin began to turn pale pink as blood surged up her spine.

Her fingers subconsciously entangled in front of her lower abdomen, subjectively wanting to avoid the embarrassing sight.

But he didn't realize that because of this movement, his arms became soft and deformed, making them more eye-catching.

"Um, Xiao Huan, I have something I want to ask you for help with."

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly.

Immediately, he pointed outside the teaching building and said,
"It just so happens that I came to see you as well. I have something to ask you. It's almost time for lunch, let's go to the commercial street outside."

"Huh? Looking for me. Yeah. Okay. Okay."

Little Finger looked at this scene with a smug expression on his face.

I am indeed extremely smart!
"Xiao Huan, how about we sit inside?"

In a restaurant on the commercial street, Yan Huan and An Le sat at the table and chairs outside.

As soon as she scanned the code and started ordering, Anle blushed and said this to Yan Huan in a timid voice.

Yan Huan ordered a curry pork chop rice, looked at An Le, and asked,

"why?"

"Because... it feels like everyone is looking at me."

Yan Huan glanced to the side.

Because the commercial street is essentially within the scope of Totsuki Academy, of course, all the people who come here to shop are Totsuki students.

Of course, not everyone was idle and stared at Yan Huan and the others. Occasionally, when they passed by, they would still cast a glance or two over.

"Everyone in here is from our school. There's no difference between sitting outside and inside. If you want to eat something, I'll treat you."

"Huh? Me"

Anle took the phone handed to him by Yan Huan with both hands, pursed his lips and swiped it, randomly selected the cheapest rice bowl, and handed the phone back.

After placing an order on his mobile phone, Yan Huan put down his phone and rubbed his shoulders and chest. He immediately gasped in pain.

Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down again, the little finger on his shoulder hurriedly urged,

"Come on, just say something! Aren't you going to ask Yan Huan for help? Wait for her to speak first, right?"

These words brought Anle, who had been looking at Yan Huan's face, back to her senses. She blushed and opened her mouth.

Just as he was about to say something, the smile on Yan Huan's face faded a little as he locked his phone.

He raised his eyes to look at Anle in front of him and suddenly asked,
"Is it true that Park Shuwen bullied you before?"

An Le was slightly stunned and was about to answer, but when he looked at Yan Huan's stiff shoulders, it seemed that any movement would cause pain.
So she immediately changed the subject and asked worriedly,
"Xiao Huan, are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Huan smiled helplessly, looked at her and said,
"I'm asking you how you are, don't change the subject."

"I know, I'm just worried about you."

Looking at her watery eyes, Yan Huan had no choice but to explain,
"I've been working out a lot lately, so my muscles are a bit sore. It's okay, the pain means I'm growing muscles."

"Fitness"

Hearing this, Anle glanced up and down at Yan Huan's body hiding behind the table. It was unknown what he was thinking about, his eyes were blurred and his face flushed.

The little finger next to him rolled his eyes and complained,
"Big slut."

Anle blushed and didn't refute.

After being together for so long, Little Finger already knew what kind of person she was.

However, Xiao Huan seems to be in a lot of pain. If I can use my super powers to help him feel better.
Thinking of this, she quickly asked Little Finger,

"Pinkie, if I use my super powers to give Xiao Huan pleasure, it should ease his pain, right?"

"Of course, pleasure is the best painkiller."

The little finger stuck out its tongue, as if it had something unfinished to say.

But after thinking for a while, it changed the subject and continued,

"This level of pleasure doesn't require a strong memory correction like a superconductor. You just need to call out the snake tattoo on your hand, and then gently touch him with the tattoo to relieve it."

"That is to say"

The little finger stuck out a letter and smiled.
"In other words, find a way to touch Yan Huan's hand!"

Anle pursed her lips, her heart suddenly rising to her throat.

Her eyes trembled and moved upwards little by little, from her own softness all the way forward, until they fell on Yan Huan's fingers.

"You haven't answered my question just now, Anle."

"Huh? Hmm"

An Le was silent for a moment before nodding. "Actually, I was just isolated and occasionally treated with sarcasm. It was only that one time because I overheard them sending love letters to you, Xiao Huan, through Yahashi.
"I wanted to meet you this way, but they found out, so..."

Yan Huan rubbed his brows and showed an expression of "as expected".

Anle is like this. She could have come to me directly, but she insisted on taking all these roundabout ways.

This is because, before doing something, she always anticipates or imagines countless possibilities in her mind.

In the end, you may either be scared by these possibilities and choose to give up, or simply risk your life to gain courage in this indirect way.

However, this brought up a huge question for Yan Huan.

Judging from the time, Anle should have obtained the modifier when he was bullied by Park Shuwen last week.

Given Anle's personality, he would never use a modifier to retaliate even if he was bullied. Yan Huan could understand this.

However, on Thursday in the corridor outside the Student Union, she inexplicably used the modifier to give herself pleasure, but Yan Huan was completely confused.

Fortunately, I had resistance at that time. If I didn’t, I would have turned into a puff.

So, why?

He was submissive to Park Seo-mun, but attacked himself hard.
Is this the way to be happy with your childhood sweetheart?

Yan Huan was puzzled.

But looking at Anle who was pursing her lips and seemed a little scared, Yan Huan silently suppressed this thought.

He would rather believe that Anle made the mistake because he was not proficient in using the modifier.

If you think about it carefully, this is really possible.

If she was there at the time, she would probably have secretly seen the cold mask she wore in front of Spencer.

Anle is a fool. If she is bullied, she will not use the modifier to punish others. But if she sees her friends quarreling with each other, she will use the modifier to help them.

"You, Anle, have been like this since childhood."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan looked at her pursed lips and lowered her head, as if she thought he was blaming her silly girl, and couldn't help but laugh.

She was like this already, and I just misunderstood that she was deliberately using the modifier on me.

As expected, I almost went crazy trying to solve the modifier.

Happiness is happiness, just the same as before.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to knock her on the head.

But Anle raised his eyes and looked at Yan Huan's hand that was getting closer and closer, and the little finger next to him also reminded loudly,
"The opportunity, Anle! It's now!"

"Oh, yes. Yes!"

Anle reacted quickly.

She awkwardly pretended to be shy, so she held out her hand to prevent him from hitting her on the head like that.

In fact, it was intended to make contact with Yan Huan's palm!

An illusory snake-shaped tattoo moved to Anle's right hand without Yan Huan noticing.

So the next moment, Anle took a deep breath and gently grabbed Yan Huan's wrist.

"Snapped"

Yan Huan shook her hand gently and smiled slightly at her shy expression.

Just as he was about to say something, a familiar feeling came from his arm and suddenly jumped into his brain.

"?"

Yan Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately started to manage his expression perfectly.

But underneath the mask, his expression was still somewhat incredulous.

Anle, do you really want to jump into the wolf trap?

On his shoulder, an illusory black cat appeared out of thin air, looking at Anle with bared fangs and claws, and warned,

"Yan Huan, part of your resistance has been shattered again!"

"I"

Yan Huan was about to speak, but the next second, he miraculously felt that all the fatigue in his body seemed to be driven away by the pleasure that surged into his palms.

hiss.
Can it still be like this?
Yan Huan suddenly held Anle's hand, causing Anle, who was already very nervous, to feel his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

"Little thumb, little. Little Huan he. He he he."

"Calm down! Don't panic! This is a normal phenomenon after using super powers! This will make him like you, right? If you are not used to it now, wait for others to help you get used to it in the future!!"

"what"

Yan Huan took a deep breath and let the stimulation coming from An Le's body wash away all the pain in his body.

It was like the debuff had completely disappeared!
"Meow!"

Miaojiang was originally very alert, but after taking a closer look, she found that it was Yan Huan who did not let go.

So, it meowed at Yan Huan as a warning.

"Yan Huan, don't be corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets of the modifier! This is not good for you or An Le."

But as she was talking, Miaojiang thought of how Yan Huan felt last night when she was sleeping and felt pain wherever she touched while taking a shower because of the curse.

It opened its mouth, its tail tied into a knot, and its tone softened.
".At least in the long run, meow."

Yan Huan blinked, thought for a moment, and gently let go of Anle's hand.

As soon as I let go of Anle, the pain immediately resurfaced.

But this time, Yan Huan did not reach out again.

Under the mask of expression, he said to Miaojiang in his mind with regret,

"I thought Anle's modifier would eliminate the problem forever, but it turned out to be only temporary."

Hearing Yan Huan's somewhat disappointed voice, Miao Jiang, who was standing on his shoulder, said helplessly,
"If it can solve the problem once and for all, you don't really intend to use the power of the modifier, do you?"

"It's not borrowing, it's using it critically, meow-chan"

"."

Miaojiang didn't say anything, but just opened his cat mouth angrily and bit Yan Huan lightly.

Yan Huan was not annoyed. He just stretched his body, which seemed to have become much more relaxed, and looked at An Le who was blushing in front of him.

"Don't be stubborn. For me, it can ease the pain caused by the curse. For Anle, after all, we have been separated for a long time. This can also shorten the distance and help me collect more information about her modifier.
"For example, now I know that the effect of the modifier she is using now is different from the one activated at the comic convention. This effect is not only weaker, but also very direct, and seems to be activated through physical contact."

While Yan Huan was still thinking, Miao Jiang's trembling voice suddenly came from the side.
"Yan Huan, you don't think this is a win-win situation, do you?"

"Win-win, indeed"

Yan Huan originally thought that Miao Jiang was the kind of person who was stubborn in order to deal with the modifier, and wanted to put an end to all possible ideas of his using the modifier.

But the next second, he no longer thought so.

Yes, although Miaojiang is well-known for being useless, he also knows that he is useless and never interferes with or directs his behavior.

And at this moment, Miaojiang's tone was seven parts horror and three parts despair.
Something must have happened!
Thinking of this, Yan Huan suddenly discovered that a tall shadow suddenly appeared on the table in front of him and An Le.

Is it the store clerk who brought the food?

The shy Anle breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yan Huan looked normal and more relaxed.

So of course, she immediately noticed that there seemed to be someone standing next to them.

A tall man.

Yan Huan and An Le turned their heads at the same time to look around them.

What caught my eye was a gorgeous girl with long straight black hair that flowed like a waterfall.

Her skin is as white as snow and her body is well-proportioned.

She was as beautiful as a fairy, but her expressionless face looked so cold, as if it was the prelude to a snowstorm.

She just stood quietly beside Anle and Yan Huan's table facing the street, as if it had been some time since she saw them.

So it is likely that she saw Yan Huan and An Le shaking hands?
Yan Huan didn't know, but she saw it from the corner of her eye. She held the phone in her hand, and the screen was shining purple.
It was also at this moment that he understood why Miao-chan had spoken like that just now.

Win-win is not important.

The most terrifying situation is when both parties win and one party loses.

Yan Huan's expression froze for a moment. After a moment's silence, he said nothing to the people around him. He just looked at An Le's cold and elegant girl with a look that was not like looking at a human being and said hello.

"Sister Shiyu"

After hearing Yan Huan's call, Ye Shiyu, who was like a murderous puppet, seemed to have regained a little humanity.

Her expression became visibly more vivid, and she withdrew her gaze and looked at Yan Huan.
But for some reason, the screen of the phone in my hand is still bright.

The kind that is so translucent that it looks purple.

"Xiao Huan."

(End of this chapter)