Restricted Fantasy Invasion

Chapter 39
Friday noon, at the entrance to the Yuanyue Academy Student Council Office.

That slightly open door seemed like a clear dividing line, turning the inside and outside of the student council office into two irreconcilable worlds.

Standing outside the door, Ye Shiyu, after hearing Sakuramiya Hitomi's words from within, tilted her head in confusion, the blank expression on her face gradually turning into a tangible chill.

She looked at the smiling Sakuramiya Hitomi before her and asked,

"Xiaohuan is my brother. I'm here to see him, so why do I need you to pass on the message?"

She said quite a lot in one go; anyone who knew Ye Shiyu would realize her heart was raging with thunder at this moment.

Yet Sakuramiya Hitomi seemed not to notice at all; she only covered her mouth with a polite, well-mannered smile and said,

"Because this is the student council office, could you please check the sign at the door more carefully?"

Since the door wasn't open very wide, Ye Shiyu stepped back and could see the sign hanging on the door,

"Student Council Management Office"

"Unauthorized personnel, entry prohibited"

Ye Shiyu opened her mouth, but Sakuramiya Hitomi just smiled and looked at her, explaining,

"This is the student council management area, and there are many important documents inside. No outsiders are allowed in without permission-it's not that I'm making things difficult for you, Senior."

In reality, rules are dead, but people are alive.

Previously, others often came into the office to discuss matters-like when Spencer joined the study group, she had to come in for negotiations.

So at this moment, it was indeed Sakuramiya Hitomi silently making things difficult.

And Ye Shiyu wasn't stupid; she wasn't some thick-skinned, oblivious girl. She keenly sensed the underlying tension in the other's words.

One hand holding her bag, the other gripping her phone, whose screen had somehow lit up, leaking a chilling malice that made her spine tingle.

"I'm Xiaohuan's sister, I have something to discuss with him that has nothing to do with the student council. Please let me in."

Sakuramiya Hitomi didn't respond directly; instead, she said,

"It seems the President didn't sleep well yesterday; he just managed to fall asleep. If you don't want me to pass on the message, Senior, does that mean you want to wake the President up right now?"

Ye Shiyu was slightly taken aback and looked up at Yan Huan lying on the sofa.

Because the crack in the door was narrow, she could only vaguely make out part of his brow and eyes.

His sleeping face was peaceful, but under his eyes there were unavoidable dark circles, making him look very tired.

Was it because of his part-time job?

"...No need, I can go in and wait for Xiaohuan. I'll wait until he wakes up."

Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled again, looking all businesslike,

"I'm sorry, Senior, but as I said just now, outsiders are not allowed into the student council office without permission. If you have anything to say, you can tell me and I'll pass it on when he wakes up."

Well, that's a logical dead end!

To go in, she'd have to wake Xiaohuan and get his permission.

Ye Shiyu didn't want to wake the sleeping Xiaohuan, especially since he looked so exhausted.

But if she didn't wake Xiaohuan, this annoying Vice President wouldn't let her in.

Communication.

So troublesome.

Using hypnosis would be much easier.

Thinking this, Ye Shiyu's gaze toward Sakuramiya Hitomi no longer looked quite human.

"If I insist on going in, what will you do?"

The purple vortex glowing on her phone screen between her fingers was like a gaping maw of the abyss, ready to devour everything she hated.

Yet Ye Shiyu didn't notice at all that within the slightly open door of the student council office lay a hellish scene.

It was just that, standing outside, she couldn't sense the danger inside the barrier.

In the end, perhaps Sakuramiya Hitomi's refusal to let her in wasn't entirely out of dislike, but rather a struggle between reason and desire.

If she let her enter the barrier, perhaps she herself wouldn't be able to resist using it for something.

"By the way, Senior Ye, on Monday the President said you were his sister."

At that moment, staring at Ye Shiyu, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes flashed as she suddenly asked,

"May I ask, purely out of personal curiosity, what exactly does 'siblings' mean?"

"What does that have to do with you?"

Ye Shiyu disliked Sakuramiya Hitomi more and more, especially when she caught a glimpse of a blanket on Yan Huan that clearly didn't match his size.

The blanket had pink cherry blossoms on it-obviously a woman's item at a glance.

For some reason, Ye Shiyu accurately guessed that this blanket belonged to the Vice President before her.

Sakuramiya Hitomi covered her mouth and chuckled, answering with perfect courtesy,

"It doesn't matter if you don't answer, I'm just a little curious."

Even as she said this, her scrutinizing gaze silently slid over Ye Shiyu's clothes,

"Every piece of clothing you're wearing costs over five figures, and you suddenly transferred here this semester. The school is about to set up scholarships in the name of 'Ye International'...

"With your family so wealthy, I'm just curious-if the President really is your brother, why is he so strapped for cash, working himself to exhaustion?"

By the end, Sakuramiya Hitomi's expression had become completely blank; it was unclear whether her words were out of curiosity or interrogation.

But Ye Shiyu, gripping her phone tightly, was struck to the core by this question, as if stabbed through the heart.

What was the reason?

Didn't she know very well?

Their mother had wanted to adopt Xiaohuan, but she secretly sabotaged it, always trying to drive him away.

Xiaohuan, sensitive as he was, picked up on her dark thoughts. He never told their mother, and chose to leave on his own.

Now she no longer harbored resentment toward Xiaohuan and could persuade him to come home-so why hadn't she done it?

Because she knew that if Xiaohuan came back, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from defiling him.

Even now, at school, one in the lower division and one in the upper division,

Whenever they occasionally met, those filthy thoughts would still bubble up inside Ye Shiyu.

If she were with Xiaohuan day and night, she didn't know what despicable things she might do.

It was because of her that he left for the southern district, and it was also because of her that she wouldn't let him return, and the dirty thoughts in her heart were also because of herself.

Such a despicable person she was.

Ye Shiyu had always known her own ugliness, and now, called out by the other's words, of course she was left speechless.

"..."

Ye Shiyu's beautiful eyes lifted to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was waiting for her answer.

Her lips parted ever so slightly, but the words she wanted to say seemed to crawl back into her stomach in shame, no matter how she tried, she couldn't force them out.

In her mind, she couldn't help but recall a line she'd seen on a small website before:

[Hypnosis, maybe it was created just to fulfill my filthy desires?]

The guilt that had been swelling in her heart from the other's few words stopped growing at this moment, because some terrifying desire filled the void.

That's right, she had the Hypnosis APP.

As long as she had this, she didn't need to explain, didn't need to face her own ugliness and baseness!

Thinking this, Ye Shiyu's grip on her phone grew tighter and tighter, as an invisible black mist began to spread.

"Your name is Sakuramiya Hitomi, right?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi narrowed her eyes, clearly noticing how tightly Ye Shiyu was gripping her phone.

Why was she holding her phone like that?

Sakuramiya Hitomi's subconscious told her that the girl before her had suddenly become dangerous.

It was much like when she'd faced Spencer before, though the feeling of dislike rising from her heart was still stronger for Spencer.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's delicate hand on the doorknob tightened as well, ready at any moment to shut the door and wrap herself completely in the barrier.

"That's right, Senior Ye Shiyu."

Yet on her face, her expression remained as usual, simply smiling with calm confidence.

Ye Shiyu's icy gaze lifted, as if in the next second she would instantly use the Hypnosis APP on Sakuramiya Hitomi.

But at the critical moment, inside the room, Meow-chan, who had been watching warily, suddenly puffed up and growled,

"Meow!"

Yan Huan, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes wide, gently pressing the bristling Meow-chan in his arms, then sat up from the sofa with a blank expression.

Sitting up startled in illness, as the dark wind and rain swept in through the cold window!

Under his long lashes, his indifferent eyes swept toward the door.

Because Sakuramiya Hitomi hadn't opened the door wide, he too could only vaguely make out who was standing outside.

It was Ye Shiyu.

But even without Meow-chan's warning, he could already guess that Ye Shiyu was about to use the modifier.

And she was going to use it on the innocent Sakuramiya Hitomi, who had nothing to do with the modifier!

In just an instant, Yan Huan made his decision.

He rubbed his drooping bangs, as if rubbing his eyes.

As his hair grew messier from rubbing, his expression naturally shifted into a lazy drowsiness.

Then, still half-asleep, he softly spoke up,

"Sister Shiyu?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it swept through the gunpowder-filled battlefield ahead like a raging wind.

Sakuramiya Hitomi, who had been covering her mouth and waiting for the other side to make a move, was slightly stunned and turned her head.

The thick, dark aura of desire enveloping Ye Shiyu was instantly purified, and the phone she was about to raise in her hand suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it impossible to lift.

Both of them looked inside the room at the same time and saw Yan Huan, who seemed not fully awake, his expression still a bit dazed.

The just-awakened President/Xiaohuan

So cute!

The same thought popped up simultaneously in the minds of Sakuramiya Hitomi and Ye Shiyu.

Was he woken up by our conversation?

It's all the fault of this random fake sister/annoying Vice President.

If she hadn't interrupted or blocked, we could've had a nice moment alone!

Thus, the two people at the door grew even more annoyed with each other in secret.

Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled faintly, looking like the complete opposite of the expressionless Ye Shiyu behind her, yet inside, they shared exactly the same thought.

Meow-chan jumped off Yan Huan and reminded him,

"Just now, Ye Shiyu was about to use the modifier, meow!"

"I know."

Yan Huan sighed quietly to himself and then sat up, the blanket still wrapped around him.

He looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi and spoke,

"Sakuramiya, can you let Sister Shiyu in? She probably has something to discuss with me, right?"

Ye Shiyu shot Sakuramiya Hitomi a look, as if saying, "See, Xiaohuan will let me in."

However, Sakuramiya Hitomi didn't mind at all, playing her flawless "refusing entry is strictly by the rules" card,

"Since the President has given permission, of course it's fine." With that, she stepped aside and opened the door, making way.

Ye Shiyu came in carrying a bag, and seeing Yan Huan's still-sleepy face, she looked a bit apologetic,

"Sorry for waking you up."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and said indifferently,

"It's fine. I was just planning to take a nap. Are you here to return the school uniform, Sister Shiyu?"

His gaze fell on the paper bag Ye Shiyu was holding, as if he already knew why she'd come.

Although he didn't know why it took almost a week for her to return it on Friday.

School uniform?

Sakuramiya Hitomi, quietly returning to the office, had a thoughtful look on her face.

Last week, the President stayed at her place, and even left his clothes there without taking them back?

But the question remained-what exactly is the relationship between Yan Huan and Ye Shiyu?

So-called siblings?

Definitely not biological, so this word is very intriguing.

"Yeah, Aunt Chen already washed it."

Ye Shiyu nodded, then took the initiative to sit on the same sofa as Yan Huan, causing Sakuramiya Hitomi to furrow her brows slightly.

"Ah, thank you, Sister Shiyu. But for this kind of thing, you could've just messaged me on plane and left it in the classroom. No need to go to all this trouble."

The main thing was, if he hadn't been paying attention, she could've used the modifier on Sakuramiya.

Just because Sakuramiya wouldn't let her in due to the rules?

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu didn't respond, just kept staring at the blanket draped over Yan Huan's lap that belonged to Sakuramiya Hitomi.

Then she gently reached out, pushed the blanket aside, and placed the paper bag on Yan Huan's lap.

"There are some new clothes for you inside. After you left, Mom picked out a few more online, and I brought them too."

Yan Huan blinked, while the smile on Sakuramiya Hitomi's face, sitting across on the sofa, faltered a bit.

So you're just going to push aside my blanket like it's nothing, huh?

Fine, fine.

After Ye Shiyu finished saying this, the atmosphere in the office suddenly grew quiet again.

Because originally, Ye Shiyu had come just for this simple thing, but after she finished, she didn't move at all, showing no intention of leaving.

And Sakuramiya Hitomi kept up her perfect Vice President act, quietly observing their interaction.

Yan Huan, who had accepted the bag, sighed quietly to himself and was just about to start a conversation when Ye Shiyu mustered her courage and spoke up,

"Xiaohuan, is your part-time job really exhausting?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes flickered and lingered on Ye Shiyu's profile.

Yan Huan didn't answer; instead, he glanced at Meow-chan sitting beside him out of the corner of his eye.

"Vice President Sakuramiya seems really curious about your sibling relationship with Ye Shiyu, meow."

Meow-chan spoke up in his mind,

"She asked why, since Ye Shiyu's family is so wealthy, her younger brother still needs to work a part-time job."

So that's what it was.

Thanks a lot, Meow-chan.

Yan Huan was a bit surprised that Vice President Sakuramiya would suddenly ask about his private matters.

Turning to look at Ye Shiyu, sure enough, he read a trace of guilt on her face.

She was probably thinking that Yan Huan leaving Ye Lan's house was all because of her.

Strangely enough, guilt triggered by Yan Huan could suppress Ye Shiyu's urge to use the modifier.

But when Sakuramiya Hitomi unintentionally touched on this point, it actually made her want to use the modifier even more.

Is this thing only limited to Yan Huan?

"It's not too bad. Linmen's part-time job law only allows a maximum of 28 hours a week, which is pretty humane. It's not that tiring, and my boss is generous."

Yan Huan pointed to his own eyes and explained,

"I just stayed up too late last night working on my own stuff, so I didn't get enough rest."

"I see."

Ye Shiyu opened her mouth, but the invitation to "come back and stay" was stuck on her lips.

Emotionally, no matter what, she should say it.

He even said himself that he longs for the warmth of a family.

Desire was waving its flag, urging her to bring this fresh and delicious little brother home.

That way, at night, she could do this and that...

Rationality was like reins holding back two wild horses, carefully weighing the consequences.

"I..."

"Ding ding ding~"

Just as Ye Shiyu was struggling, her phone suddenly rang.

She took it out, and Yan Huan saw the contact name "driver" on the phone screen.

After answering, Ye Shiyu nodded, said a couple of words, and hung up.

Was it the family driver coming to pick her up?

"..."

"Sister Shiyu, are you heading home?"

Ye Shiyu nodded, just looking at Yan Huan.

"I'll walk you out then. I have to wait here for the school bus anyway."

"Mom said she wants to take us out for dinner tonight."

"Huh?"

Wait, wasn't that call just now from the driver?

It seemed, more or less, that Yan Huan hadn't heard the driver mention anything about Ye Lan's intentions.

Yan Huan blinked, and over there, Sakuramiya Hitomi's hand holding the coffee paused slightly as she glanced this way.

The look in her eyes, as if she'd caught Ye Shiyu in a lie, made Ye Shiyu a bit uncomfortable. Her gaze dodged slightly, and her lips pouted a little.

Yet she still insisted,

"Mom said so."

Yan Huan was amused by her stubbornness, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the phone she was gripping seemed to light up for no reason.

"..."

Forget it, it's just dinner anyway. If worst comes to worst, he could ask Sister Tong for leave.

"Alright, if Aunt Ye invites me, I'll definitely go."

"Mm."

Ye Shiyu nodded, stood up, and looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was still sipping her coffee but hadn't actually drunk any.

She didn't say anything, just turned and left, walking out of the student council office.

For some reason, Ye Shiyu always felt uncomfortable staying in that office, like she couldn't breathe.

"Let's go, Xiaohuan. The car will be here soon."

The moment she stepped out of the office, that feeling vanished instantly.

Yan Huan looked helplessly at Sakuramiya Hitomi in front of him. He turned around, carefully folded the blanket she'd lent him, and stood up to return it.

"Let me handle it, President."

"It's fine, I was just about to leave anyway. I'll head out for the afternoon, just contact me on plane if anything comes up."

"Okay, President."

Sakuramiya Hitomi agreed, but her gaze drifted thoughtfully between Yan Huan and Ye Shiyu, who was outside the door.

She couldn't shake the feeling that President Yan's attitude toward this Ye Shiyu was really strange.

It didn't seem like the way you'd look at someone you liked.

Nor did it feel like a real sister.

So weird.

Yan Huan packed up his backpack, picked up the bag Ye Shiyu had just bought, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped in his tracks,

"Oh, right, Sakuramiya-"

"Huh?"

Still lost in thought, Sakuramiya quickly snapped back to reality and looked at Yan Huan,

"President?"

Only to see him give a slight, sincere smile to Sakuramiya Hitomi,

Thank you for the blanket and coffee. I slept really well at noon, and then...

"See you this weekend."

Last night, Sakuramiya Hitomi had said she'd be going to the Linmen game expo this weekend.

"Ah, okay, President."

"Click."

The door closed, and Yan Huan left the office.

Sakuramiya Hitomi was left standing there, eyes wide.

"."

In the silence, a few seconds passed.

Although Sakuramiya Hitomi didn't move, a blush slowly crept across her fair face, spreading until it covered her cheeks entirely.

"."

Only then did she belatedly touch her face, as if it felt a little tingly and numb.

Then, unable to hold back any longer, she covered her face with both hands, leaving only her pink earlobes exposed.

(End of this chapter)