Restricted Fantasy Invasion

Chapter 35

Thursday, noon. Setting aside the tense atmosphere in the student council on the top floor of the first-year division, right now the mood in the senior division, Class 2-A, was actually quite harmonious.

"Ye, what elective did you choose for Thursday afternoon? I don't think I saw you go to class on Tuesday afternoon."

The girl named "Gongzi" from earlier opened her lunchbox and asked Ye Shiyu, who was sitting at her desk.

Today, Ye Shiyu wore a hair accessory, a white spring knit top, a beige mid-length skirt, and white ankle socks.

As pure and beautiful as the first clear day after spring snow.

Ye Shiyu looked at Gongzi and simply replied,

"Handicraft."

"Oh, Gongzi, I think the Handicraft teacher had them buy supplies on Tuesday, so they didn't have class."

Sitting next to Gongzi was another girl named "Aijia," Gongzi's good friend.

"Is that so, Ye? Do you want to eat lunch with us? Looks like we all like bringing lunchboxes to school."

"Yeah, yeah, let us see what you're eating too!"

Without expression, Ye Shiyu opened her lunchbox, glanced at them, thought for a moment, then nodded and carried her lunch over.

Ever since Yan Huan came by on Monday, the girls in class had become very friendly with her.

They would strike up a conversation intentionally or not, and even if they weren't chatting, they would smile and greet her.

She wondered if Gongzi had told others about her sibling relationship with Yan Huan.

Still, she didn't dislike them talking like this.

Gongzi smiled as she opened her own lunchbox, revealing a nicely balanced meal that made Aijia cover her mouth and say,

"Wow, Gongzi, your cooking is getting better and better. It looks so appetizing."

"Hehe, I picked up some skills online recently."

Ye Shiyu also opened her lunchbox, and in an instant, it was as if golden light burst out, revealing steaming hot dishes.

Abalone, lobster, and several other beautiful Longguo dishes.

Gongzi and Aijia were momentarily dazzled by the food, and what was even more astonishing was that Ye Shiyu's lunchbox actually had a heating function.

Inspecting the lunchbox engraved with "Ye Shiyu," Gongzi and Aijia were both a bit surprised,

"Ye, the food your family makes is way too fancy!"

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Ye Shiyu blinked, looked at Gongzi and Aijia, and seemed unsure how to respond, which made them laugh.

They were becoming more and more aware that Ye Shiyu wasn't very good at communicating with others, but she wasn't hard to get along with.

"Well, let's eat!"

"Let's eat!"

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The two of them put their hands together for some kind of ritual, but Ye Shiyu just picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

As they ate, the atmosphere among the girls gradually warmed up.

"Hey, by the way, Gongzi, do you make lunch for your boyfriend?"

"Sometimes I do."

Gongzi took a bite of rice and said a bit troubled,

"Owen eats so much, one lunchbox is never enough for him. If I make too much, it's hard to carry, so I might as well let him eat in the cafeteria."

At that, Aijia grinned at Ye Shiyu and explained,

"Gongzi's boyfriend is Owen, the captain of our school's track club. He's super awesome and super buff!"

Ye Shiyu didn't react and just kept eating.

"And Gongzi is the matchmaker everyone knows in our class. If you like someone, Ye, you can ask her for help-her success rate is super high."

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu paused slightly in the middle of her meal.

She turned to look at Gongzi, who was dressed quite fashionably, making Gongzi a little embarrassed.

Gongzi raised her pink fist and knocked Aijia on the head, complaining,

"You say my success rate is high, but every time I try to matchmake for you, it never works out!"

Aijia covered her head and hurriedly explained,

"My bad, my bad. Every time I back out at the last minute. It's just that in the end, I always feel like I don't like that guy as much as I thought I would. It's not what I imagined."

"Hmph, you don't even know what kind of guy you like and still want to date. If you do, you'll definitely break up in the end, you know."

Aijia looked a bit embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, grinning at Ye Shiyu,

"By the way, Ye, do you have a type of boy you like?"

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Ye Shiyu stared blankly at Aijia, and seeing her being so straightforward, she said,

"Tell Gongzi-if you don't date in high school, isn't that such a pity? There are way more girls than boys in our school, and the good guys are really in demand."

Gongzi was also very curious, resting her chin in her hands and saying,

"As for me, I like athletic guys, ones who feel strong. If they have muscles, that's even better."

"Me, me, me-I like good-looking ones!"

"Tch, what kind of type is that?"

Type of guy you like.

Ye Shiyu's eyes went blank, and her chewing slowed.

In a split second, Yan Huan's image appeared in her mind.

But she wasn't sure if this was the kind of love they were talking about, or just a simple desire to sully him.

Desire.

Ye Shiyu began to seriously think about it.

"I like-"

But after a moment, she suddenly stopped, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Gongzi quickly tried to guide her,

"Hmm, Ye, do you like someone older than you or-"

"Younger than me."

She said this with certainty.

"So, do you want someone who can take care of you, or someone who's more clingy?"

I don't need someone to take care of me. I want to take care of him, just like I take care of those dolls.

Likewise, he should belong to me like a doll, always by my side.

But it seems-

Yan Huan has always taken care of me.

"I don't... know either."

So Ye Shiyu said this.

"Then do you prefer someone introverted or someone more outgoing?"

"Outgoing is definitely better!"

Aijia cut in, but Gongzi glared at her, so she pouted helplessly.

Ye Shiyu thought for a moment, then nodded and said,

"Someone more outgoing who smiles at me a lot... I really like when he smiles at me."

Like Yan Huan.

Aijia looked at Gongzi with a "See, I was right" expression.

But the more she asked, the more Gongzi's smile stiffened, and sweat started to bead on her forehead.

Why does it feel like you're answering with someone in mind, Ye?

The more questions, the clearer the image becomes.

Is this... a bit too obvious?

Don't tell me-

The one you like is President Yan?!

So what's up with that sibling relationship between you two anyway?

It can't be... incest, right?

That's just too-

But Aijia didn't seem to notice the subtext in Ye Shiyu's words at all. She stroked her chin and concluded,

"So Ye, you like the younger, puppy-type guys."

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Ye Shiyu looked at her, not understanding what she meant.

Sensing her confusion, Aijia raised a finger and explained,

"It means cute, sunny boys who are like little brothers. Ah, those kinds of guys are so full of energy."

Stop it, Aijia!

If you keep going, the answer is going to jump right out!

Gongzi covered her face, screaming internally.

After thinking it over for a moment, Ye Shiyu nodded in agreement.

Don't just keep echoing each other and deepening your understanding like that!!

Gongzi forced a smile as she looked up and said to Ye Shiyu,

"So that's how it is."

"Hehe, then Ye, you really need to visit the senior division more often, and you should also work on your communication skills."

"Communication... skills?"

"For example, right now, we're saying a lot to you, and you can barely manage to reply with a single sentence. If it's like this, talking to boys will be exhausting for them, and they might just give up."

Aijia looked at Ye Shiyu and patiently explained,

Love is about heart-to-heart communication, but your heart can't speak for itself, so you have to actually say sweet things out loud.

"If you can't communicate or express your thoughts properly, even if you do get together, you'll definitely end up arguing all the time."

So troublesome.

Hypnosis really is simpler.

Ye Shiyu thought for a second, and this idea popped into her head.

But she quickly shook her head, reminding herself firmly.

Didn't I already promise never to use the modifier on him again!

Ye Shiyu, how could you let yourself fall so far?

If Ye likes someone, after careful observation, taking a little initiative isn't a bad choice!

"Hehe, puppy boys are born to be conquered by big sisters and then get totally bullied. Just thinking about how cute they'd look after being teased is pretty great!"

Totally bullied?

Ye Shiyu's breathing quickened, almost to the point of setting off alarms.

Gongzi looked at the enthusiastic Aijia in front of her, covered her face, and said a bit speechlessly,

"You've never even dated, so how come you sound like such an expert giving advice?"

"Eh?"

Aijia scratched her head in embarrassment. "Theoretical experience is still experience! I've watched a ton of romance dramas, I know everything!"

"But when it comes to actually doing it, you turn into a clown, right?"

Gongzi then glanced at Ye Shiyu beside her, who had stopped eating and instead seemed lost in thought.

Wolong Shiyu, are you really going to listen to this Phoenix Chick Aijia's love advice?

And even use it on that President Yan?

Gongzi opened her mouth, but couldn't find the words, so she just helplessly turned her gaze to the window.

Out on the sports field, the track club members were training hard, apparently preparing for some upcoming event.

Leading the pack was a tall, muscular, golden-haired boy.

That was Gongzi's boyfriend, Owen.

She watched him train, smiling with an auntie's pride and resting her chin in her hands.

Ah.

The Club War is just around the corner.

In the afternoon, in the elective class building, handicraft classroom, the handsome boy let out a yawn.

Ever since that strange modifier ambushed him at noon, Yan Huan had been wondering who the modifier's host was, and what their motive was for attacking him.

Spencer was the most likely candidate-her identity fit, and so did her motive.

She had a modifier, and he'd just annoyed her; she'd left in a huff.

But if that's the case, isn't her yellow-haired modifier way too strong? It has so many functions?

Then what about the others?

At the time, Sakuramiya Hitomi and Yuan Lina were also on that floor, but they had no motive to do something like that to him.

With such an intense pleasure attack, it's obvious the modifier's host used it out of hatred for him.

It can't be that she slipped and used the wrong modifier, right?

At school, girls who dislike him-

Besides Bai Yi and Spencer, could there really be someone else?

If it's someone else, then her modifier must have a wide attack range and be highly destructive, even able to pierce through resistance.

Thinking about it like that, it's kind of like an ADC, huh?

"Everyone, take out your prepared materials, pair up at the workstations, and I'll assign today's task."

The teacher's words snapped Yan Huan out of his thoughts, and many of the girls he knew were already teaming up.

Looking around, there were hardly any boys. Yan Huan only chose this class because he couldn't get into the others.

The only two options at the time were handicraft or cheerleading.

Compared to cheerleading, which would require a group performance at the end of the term, he felt handicraft suited him better.

Plus, he could take this class with Ye Shiyu, right?

Yan Huan searched for Ye Shiyu and quickly spotted her at the back of the classroom.

And found that she was looking at him too.

"Sister Shiyu."

Smiling, Yan Huan grabbed his bag and strode over to her.

When he reached her, he asked,

"Sister Shiyu, want to pair up with me?"

Ye Shiyu nodded, agreeing.

"Great, let's sit here then. I'm not very good at handicrafts-I only picked this class because I couldn't get into the others. Having you help will make things much easier."

"Mm."

Ye Shiyu sat at the workstation with the sewing machine, and Yan Huan sat beside her.

She quietly turned her head to look at Yan Huan, and the more she looked, the cuter he seemed.

Yan Huan, however, didn't seem to notice her gaze. He was looking at the bag she brought to class, which was stuffed with materials.

"Sister Shiyu, are all these materials required for class? I don't remember seeing them in the notice."

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Ye Shiyu wanted to say something, but then remembered what Aijia had said earlier.

She wasn't good with words-would this kind of explanation make her seem troublesome?

So, after a moment's silence, she took out her phone and quickly tapped away on it.

With no response for a while, Yan Huan looked up in confusion, following her gaze.

"Sister Shiyu?"

What greeted him was her once again raised phone screen.

No way?!

We're in class, sis!

Seeing this familiar move, Yan Huan was almost scared out of his seat.

Two times in a row she's started hypnotizing him at zero frames-he was honestly developing a conditioned response.

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But as he looked, he saw that the phone screen wasn't the familiar hypnosis app, but a notebook.

On it, she'd typed a line:

"This is my material bag. It has the materials the teacher asked for, plus some others for making clothes."

Yan Huan looked away from the phone and at Ye Shiyu, whose hands were holding it up, half her face peeking out from behind the screen, blinking her dark eyes at him.

Kind of cute.

Even though Yan Huan didn't want to admit it, it was true.

Komi-san, is that you?

Do you have communication disorder too?

"So that's how it is."

Yan Huan nodded, but still gave a helpless smile.

"But why do you have to type to talk to me?"

Ye Shiyu put away her phone and, fingers flying over the nine-key keyboard, quickly typed out another sentence in a few seconds.

She raised her phone again, aiming it at Yan Huan.

"Because this way I can quickly say what I want, and it makes it easier to communicate with Xiaohuan."

"Mm."

Yan Huan thought for a moment, then smiled and said,

"Even though this is a bit more efficient, you didn't used to talk like this, did you?"

This time, Ye Shiyu didn't type-she just shook her head.

"So, Sister Shiyu, just keep being yourself. I never felt like there was any barrier talking to the old you, and I don't want you to have to change your habits for me."

The main thing is, with Ye Shiyu raising her phone so often, who knows if it'll be the notebook or the hypnosis app next time?

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However, after hearing this, Ye Shiyu, who was holding up her phone, opened her mouth slightly.

Then, her eyes gradually avoided Yan Huan's smile, hiding behind the phone screen.

Yan Huan could only see her lips pressed together, her fair face giving an almost imperceptible nod, and then a soft and pleasant voice came from her throat,

"Mm."

The earlobe peeking through her black hair turned red again, looking as tempting as a sakura mochi.

Yan Huan withdrew his gaze and looked toward the teacher at the podium,

"Sister Shiyu, I think we need to make a little cloth bundle today."

"Mm, it's very simple."

"Is that so? Then, Sister Shiyu, can you teach me?"

"Okay."

Ye Shiyu turned her head and brushed a strand of black hair behind her ear.

But the moment she touched it, she herself could feel her earlobe getting warm.

Her eyes trembled, as if afraid Yan Huan would notice, and she let the black hair fall back down.

Yan Huan took out his own materials bag, only to realize he seemed to have forgotten to bring scissors.

He hadn't bought special craft scissors for this class, so he just used his regular ones.

Maybe he'd taken them out at home to cut open a package or something and forgot to put them back.

"Sister Shiyu, I think I forgot my scissors. Can I borrow yours?"

Incidentally, this was also a little test.

Ye Shiyu blinked, then openly took out a pair of scissors with her name written on them from her own bag and handed them to Yan Huan,

"Sure."

Hm?

Looks like her possessiveness isn't as strong anymore.

Does that mean my progress is actually pretty good?

"Thanks, Sister Shiyu."

Yan Huan took the scissors she handed over, pulled out the thread, and began preparing the materials.

Ye Shiyu just watched the boy beside her like that, until the next second, a girl nearby shyly tried to poke her on the shoulder.

But before she could even touch her, Ye Shiyu's eyes flashed with a frightening, ghostly light as she turned around.

Eek!

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Ye Shiyu really hated physical contact with others, almost as if she had a terrifying intuition-she could turn around instantly even before being touched.

The girl was startled by Ye Shiyu's scary gaze, didn't dare to speak, but still mustered up the courage to point at the scissors in Yan Huan's hand over there.

The meaning was obvious: we want to borrow the scissors too.

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Ye Shiyu didn't move at all, just stared at the other girl with a chilling look.

That gaze made the other girl lose her nerve entirely, and she quickly gave an awkward laugh and turned away to borrow from someone else.

Without any conversation, Yan Huan, who had laid out all the materials, had just looked up and said to Ye Shiyu,

"Sister Shiyu, I'm ready. Do you think these are enough?"

Ye Shiyu turned her head expressionlessly, her chilling gaze gradually receding, turning into a harmless blank stare.

She glanced over, nodded slightly, and said,

"Mm, just these."

"Then shall we start?"

"Mm, I'll do it."

"That's too much trouble for you. Let's do it together."

".Okay, Xiaohuan."

(End of this chapter)