Mature Fantasy Power Invasion

Chapter 11

Back in the room, a laptop glowed on Ye Shiyu’s desk, displaying a page from the Daogu search engine.

In the search bar, it clearly read:

"Hypnosis"

Ye Shiyu sat down at the desk with a mug of hot milk in hand. She gently tapped the Enter key, and a definition entry popped up.

"Hypnosis: a special psychological state of trance, similar to sleep but not actual sleep, induced by human suggestion."

Ever since successfully hypnotizing Yan Huan the day before, Ye Shiyu had become intensely curious about the effects of the mysterious app on her phone.

She hadn’t known much about hypnosis before and only understood it through the app’s description: "absolute obedience to oneself."

But after doing some research, she discovered that the hypnosis described online was vastly different from what the app seemed to do.

Or perhaps... there simply was no technology in this world that could achieve something like that?

Ye Shiyu looked down at her phone and opened the mysterious app. As the purple vortex spun, illusory text appeared:

[Remaining uses this week: 1 time]

"..."

'So then, what exactly did you come into this world for?' she wondered.

As Ye Shiyu pondered, she gently scrolled down with the mouse, browsing the results above.

"Hypnosis Debunked: A Scientific Guide to Misunderstood Hypnosis"

"Hypnosis Psychology Appointment"

"Hypnosis: A Mythologized Term"

The rest were various bizarre, erotic titles that instantly made Ye Shiyu lose interest.

As she continued scrolling—page after page—her eyes suddenly caught on a particular title.

"Women's Section: After Hypnosis, the Annoying Younger Brother Became Mine."

The keyword "hypnosis" was highlighted in red.

Ye Shiyu’s hand paused slightly. She blinked and leaned closer to the screen, her black eyes gleaming with curiosity.

She dragged the mouse toward the title. Because of its low sensitivity, the pointer moved sluggishly.

Though a complete computer novice, Ye Shiyu's mouse movements were uncharacteristically firm in that moment.

*Knock knock.*

She clicked the title. The page turned white, and a chaotic wave of colorful ads burst onto the screen.

"Bookmark this site: www.XXX.com"

"Royal Casino - Quality Guaranteed! Log in Now and Get 888 Chips!"

"Beautiful Female Dealers, Live Dealing!"

Ye Shiyu frowned slightly, her lips parting as she struggled to close each scammy ad one by one.

A video player began buffering, a spinning circle on the screen labeled "Line 1."

She waited... and waited. Suddenly, a red browser warning icon popped up.

[Sensitive page detected. Continuing may lead to data leaks, trojans, and other risks.]

[To protect your information, please close the page immediately.]

Below the warning were two options:

[Close Immediately]

[Ignore the Risk and Continue]

'Virus... Trojan?!'

Startled, Ye Shiyu moved to click [Close Immediately], but before she could, the player behind her finished loading and began to play.

A soft female voice started the monologue.

"My mother remarried, and her new husband brought along a younger stepbrother who was just a little younger than me."

"He was nothing like me—a gloomy shut-in. He was a top student, incredibly handsome, and had a great personality."

"The moment he arrived at our home, I could feel it—Mom and Stepfather's eyes were all on him."

"‘Hey, why don’t you learn from your younger brother? You're the older sister, don’t give him attitude. If you won’t go out, I’ll take your brother out instead.’"

"Ahhh, I know... It’s totally normal for adults to love a kid like him."

"But… why do I hate him so much?"

"With that in mind, I used that thing on him—that annoying younger brother."

"I’m going to turn him into..."

Ye Shiyu was about to close the video, but her hand hesitated. Her eyes flickered as she recalled the scene at the mall earlier that day.

She had seen Ye Lan, exhausted from helping her search for something, being coaxed into laughter by just a few words from Yan Huan.

Their mother had ruffled his hair—her words were full of mock scolding, but the smile on her face was unmistakable.

In contrast, Ye Shiyu realized, her own personality must seem strange.

Even though their mother had said she liked her just the way she was, could she really help comparing her to someone as "normal" as Yan Huan?

And then... giving all her attention to him?

Just like...

He had stolen her mother away from her.

Ye Shiyu’s breathing quickened. Her hand, still holding the mouse, slowly shifted to the right and hovered over the other option.

[Ignore the Risk and Continue]

The warning disappeared, and the page refreshed—but the small ads still dangled like flags all around, bouncing as she scrolled.

The video kept buffering, endlessly spinning due to the slow internet.

'Could it be these ads that are slowing things down?' Ye Shiyu wondered.

As a self-proclaimed "computer novice," she quickly dragged the unresponsive mouse toward one of the ads.

The close buttons had both an inner and outer "X"—one real, the other a trap that redirected to new pages.

Fortunately, Ye Shiyu wasn’t stupid. Squinting closely at the screen, she carefully clicked the real close buttons.

One... two... three... four.

After repeating the tedious process four times, she finally closed all the floating ads and eagerly returned to the video.

But it was still buffering. A message appeared: [Playback stuck? Try switching lines.]

'Lines?'

Ye Shiyu stared blankly at the "Line 1" and "Line 2" options below the player.

*Click*—Line 2.

The page refreshed once again.

And—those annoying little ads reappeared, bouncing across the screen like pests.

Watching them pop back up after all that effort, Ye Shiyu’s pink lips began to pout in frustration.

"My mother remarried, and her new husband brought along a younger stepbrother who was just a little younger than me."

Fortunately, after switching lines, the video started playing smoothly.

She clicked full-screen mode. Eyes wide, Ye Shiyu watched the story unfold.

The plot progressed seamlessly—tension rising and falling—flashing across her eyes like scenes from another world.

It felt as though a door to something new was opening before her.

When the video reached its steamy scenes, Ye Shiyu’s cheeks began to flush.

She quickly glanced at the tightly closed door behind her, then grabbed her headphones and plugged them into the computer.

The story kept flowing, and before she realized it, Ye Shiyu was completely engrossed.

Time passed unnoticed. The screen gradually faded to black, and the female narrator's voice returned through the headphones.

"In the end, I used hypnosis to turn him into a little fool who only knows how to say 'Older Sister.' The adorable him is now mine."

"Maybe it’s just an excuse, but I’ve used it to lie to myself again and again."

"Hypnosis was born to fulfill my filthy desires, wasn’t it?"

"I know it’s despicable and nasty, but right now, I’m truly happy."

"That’s enough."

[The End]

Ye Shiyu's eyes remained wide, unable to calm down for a long time.

That was way too twisted and disgusting.

All she wanted was to drive him away—nothing more.

But the older sister in the video had done all of that to her younger brother?!

Though, admittedly, watching that usually sunny and handsome younger brother beg so pitifully...

'No, no, no—that’s just a fictional story in a movie.'

'Ye Shiyu, you just need to drive him away.'

'You just need to drive him away.'

Ye Shiyu leaned lightly against the back of the chair, her breathing soft, her pale cheeks tinged with an unnatural flush.

She suddenly felt a bit thirsty.

She reached for her cup of now-cold milk.

She stood up and turned to head downstairs for a glass of water.

During the time it took for the movie to finish, the lights in the house had long since been turned off—it was clear that everyone had gone to sleep.

Ye Shiyu filled several cups of water from the purifier on the first floor and drank them, finally feeling the heat in her body begin to subside.

Letting out a breath of relief, she turned and filled one more cup to take upstairs with her.

As she walked up to the second floor, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward Yan Huan's room.

The phone in her hand lit up again on its own, casting a bewitching purple glow.

Ever since she started using that app, she had never once let go of her phone.

"..."

She paused in the stairwell, hesitating for a moment, then finally began to walk quietly toward Yan Huan's room.

Staring at the tightly shut door, she slowly raised her hand, preparing to knock.

But then she seemed to remember—he was probably already asleep by now.

Her hand dropped instead, landing on the doorknob.

Strange thoughts were urging her to do something even stranger.

In the past, no matter where she was going, she would always knock before entering—it was a habit she had long maintained.

But now, for some reason, she actually wanted to enter without knocking.

*Ka*

The doorknob turned slightly until it reached its limit.

Inside the room, Yan Huan was fast asleep. Curled up in his arms, Meow-chan suddenly opened its eyes; in the darkness, its emerald-green eyes gleamed brightly.

"Meow~"

It let out a soft cry, but Yan Huan didn't stir at all.

Since Yan Huan had locked the door, no matter how much the person outside turned the knob, it wouldn't budge.

"..."

Holding the cup of water, Ye Shiyu tensed slightly—only then did she realize she had gotten a bit too carried away.

'Did I really...'

'...do something like this?'

Pressing her lips together, she drank the cool water in one gulp, took a deep breath, and released the doorknob.

Then, slowly, she turned around and returned to her own room.

"Meow?"

Meow-chan blinked, glanced at the doorknob that had returned to its original position, and nestled back into Yan Huan's arms.

It didn’t close its eyes—it just kept staring toward the door.

(End of this chapter)

(*) Note for line 106: The "APP" refers to a mysterious or possibly supernatural mobile application.