Restricted Fantasy Invasion

Chapter 20

As Spencer's fingertip lightly tapped the screen, the shutter clicked, and her phone captured the messy scene inside the equipment room.

Right before her, because of the deep embrace just now, Sakuramiya Hitomi's black hair was in a bit of a mess.

Her clothes were disheveled, and she looked like she had a terrible headache, clutching her head and half-squatting on the ground.

And right in front of her, Yan Huan's face was half-covered by his hand as he held his head.

Between his tousled hair, the fierce headache from earlier left his gaze a little dazed.

The whole scene was shrouded in an indescribable air of ambiguity.

Still feeling a bit of a headache, Yan Huan looked at the golden-haired girl in front of him, and the memory of meeting her once over the weekend suddenly surged up.

He suddenly remembered the keychain that seemed to be drawn by supernatural forces, and then, how today Sakuramiya Hitomi and he had been attacked again.

This girl was definitely the host of the modifier!

"Hey!"

Realizing this, Yan Huan quickly spoke up to stop her from taking any more photos.

Meanwhile, Spencer looked at the photo of Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi now saved on her phone screen.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on the handsome boy's slightly disheveled expression, and her smile grew even more wicked.

Like a little devil, she bared a sharp canine tooth from her mouth.

Hearing Yan Huan's voice, she didn't restrain herself at all-she just put her phone away, tossed the basketball she was holding into the room as if returning it,

"Ah, sorry, didn't mean to interrupt your good time~ I'll be off now."

With that, she actually turned and ran off immediately.

Yan Huan lifted his leg to give chase, but then he remembered something and hurriedly turned back to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was clutching her head and looking very unwell.

He went to Sakuramiya Hitomi's side first, wondering if there might be any strange aftereffects from the golden-haired girl's modifier.

After all, even with his own resistance, his head hurt so much just now-who knew how Sakuramiya Hitomi was feeling?

"Sakuramiya, are you okay?"

However, what Yan Huan didn't know was that the reason his head hurt was because his modifier was resisting memory loss.

In reality, Sakuramiya Hitomi didn't have a headache at all; she was just secretly observing the golden-haired girl who could shatter her barrier.

Having spent years in disguise, Sakuramiya Hitomi was always cautious, and now that her barrier could be broken, her inner alarm bells were ringing even louder.

She didn't know exactly what had happened, but hiding was definitely the safest choice!

She swore to herself that unless she was one hundred percent sure she wouldn't be exposed, she would never use that ability in front of others again.

So, her acting became even more natural.

"I-I'm fine. What happened just now? Weren't we just here to return the equipment? Why did it suddenly..."

Seeing that Sakuramiya Hitomi had also lost her memory, Yan Huan was even more certain that the golden-haired girl was the culprit.

He shook his head and said,

"I'm not sure what happened either. I just remember we seemed to be locked in, probably that girl's doing. I'll go after her."

"Huh? Wait, President-"

Sakuramiya Hitomi instinctively tried to stop Yan Huan.

If that girl could even break her barrier, was it possible she also had something strange on her?

And the President didn't know anything-if that girl had bad intentions and did something to him...

Wouldn't the President be completely unable to resist, and then-

No, no, no!

Thinking of this, Sakuramiya Hitomi quickly advised,

"Let's go find the security guards first, President. That girl was wearing a tracksuit-she's a student at our school, she can't get away."

"No, Sakuramiya, you go inform the security guards and explain the situation. She just took a photo of the two of us. I don't really care, but if you get dragged into this, it'll be a big hassle, right?"

But Yan Huan shook his head, refusing. He looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi and reminded her,

"If we wait until we find the security guards, what if she transfers the photo or lies that she didn't take one, or already deleted it?"

Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's body tensed up instantly.

That's right, her reputation wasn't just her own.

Her family, who were in politics back in their home country, cared a lot about these things. Even though she had come all the way across the sea to study abroad alone, she hadn't changed her surname.

If that photo got out online and her family found out-

Let's just say the consequences would be unimaginable.

After spending half a year with Sakuramiya Hitomi and even visiting her house in Linmen, Yan Huan had at least some understanding of her.

Besides, Yan Huan was going after the modifier anyway; he didn't want to drag the innocent Sakuramiya Hitomi into this mess.

Both of them, skilled actors, were thinking about the supernatural matter of the modifier in their hearts, and neither wanted the other to get caught up in it.

So at this moment, they almost spoke at the same time,

"I'll catch up to her quickly, Sakuramiya, you go notify the security guards."

"I'll go with you, President."

But Yan Huan just shook his head again and said,

"I'll go. You're not feeling well, Sakuramiya; you won't be able to keep up with her."

With that, Yan Huan turned and left.

"I-"

Sakuramiya Hitomi opened her mouth and instinctively reached out, trying to stop Yan Huan from leaving.

For some reason, her gut told her that if she let the President go after that girl alone-

Something really bad might happen!

She gritted her teeth and stood up, but because she was weak, even standing up after squatting for a while made her a bit dizzy.

Plus, she really needed to go to the bathroom.

Clutching her head and looking pale, Sakuramiya Hitomi walked out the door, still wanting to call Yan Huan back.

But when she looked outside, Yan Huan was already gone, chasing after that girl-he was nowhere to be seen.

"Meow-chan!"

"Meow?"

Outside the gym, Yan Huan sprinted while calling Meow-chan's name in his mind.

From the bushes nearby, a black cat instantly responded to Yan Huan's call and leapt out.

Running alongside him, it looked up at him, full of curiosity,

"What's up, meow?"

"I've found the third host of the modifier-she's a student at our school! She's the one who made Ye Shiyu drop her keychain over the weekend, and just now she used the modifier to attack me and someone else! Meow-chan, tell me where she is right now?"

With all four paws padding along, Meow-chan instantly understood. It had sniffed that girl's scent over the weekend, so it twitched its nose and then ran off in a certain direction,

"This way!"

With Meow-chan leading the way, Yan Huan quickly headed toward the teaching building.

By now, class had been over for about half an hour. Some students had already left school, and the rest were at the activity building for club activities.

So the teaching building was completely empty at this hour.

Meow-chan trotted ahead, leading Yan Huan, and finally stopped in front of a room. It turned to Yan Huan and said,

"This is the place, meow!"

"Here..."

Yan Huan looked up at the room in front of him, hesitating a little.

Because the sign on the door said what the room was for:

Girls' Changing Room.

Luckily, there probably wasn't anyone else inside at this moment.

Yan Huan glanced at the open door of the girls' changing room and saw that the door lock had been broken, and he could even see where she'd kicked the door.

She'd also kicked her way into the changing room.

Like the equipment room, the changing room would be locked after class.

And since she came half an hour late to return the ball and change, of course she'd be locked out.

Normally, if someone found the door locked, they'd either leave and come back tomorrow to return the ball, or, if they were in a hurry, find a staff member to open the door.

But only this girl would kick open two doors in a row, giving a glimpse into her personality.

She was a truly nasty-tempered girl.

"Meow-chan, I'm going in to take a look. Remember to stay hidden."

"Meow~"

Without hesitation, Yan Huan boldly walked in.

First, because the photo of Sakuramiya Hitomi and him really couldn't be spread around-he had to make her delete it right away.

Second, he had to take advantage of his early-stage resistance to block most of the effects and quickly get information about the modifier's abilities and the host's desires.

Running away was pointless-if he didn't suppress her now, was he just going to wait for her to dominate the world-line later?

He walked through the entrance of the girls' changing room, rounded a corner, and the spacious, locker-divided area came into view.

The lockers were spaced apart, forming little hallways.

The whole place was eerily quiet. If not for the broken door lock at the entrance, Yan Huan would have doubted anyone was inside.

"Thunk."

Just as he was taking in the scene inside, the sound of something falling to the floor caught his attention.

He turned his head and saw a water glass rolling on the ground.

A water glass? Over there?

Just as he was about to walk over, a fair arm suddenly shot out from the side hallway.

"Bang!"

It slapped the locker next to him, blocking his way.

Yan Huan raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and looked at the golden-haired girl in front of him, who wore a wicked smile.

Spencer grinned, a white canine tooth peeking over her upper lip, instantly catching his gaze.

"You actually chased me all the way into the girls' changing room? You've got guts."

She had just changed clothes, now wearing a tight white printed T-shirt and black gym shorts, showing off her impressive figure.

Being this close, Yan Huan could even see the outline of her underwear.

She hadn't put on socks or changed her shoes yet, just stood barefoot in front of Yan Huan.

From the wickedly teasing smile on her face, it was clear she intended to kabedon Yan Huan.

But because she was a bit shorter than Yan Huan, she had to look up at him, making Yan Huan appear quite composed.

He looked down at the girl with the fluffy golden hair before him, cold as he was on the weekend, and simply asked,

"Where's the phone?"

"What phone?"

"The phone you just used to take pictures."

Hearing this, Spencer tilted her head slightly.

A few strands of golden hair fell from her forehead, resting on her striking, aggressive face.

Her blue eyes sparkled with laughter, shooting a chilling light through the gaps in her hair.

It was as if someone had added tequila to lemonade, giving the atmosphere a faintly tipsy feeling.

Even though they were indoors, in that instant, her golden hair seemed to reflect sunlight, making her look dazzling.

"Yeah, I took a picture. So what?"

An unknown ripple of energy spread silently from the girl, enveloping Yan Huan, though he hadn't noticed at all.

He just suddenly felt that the girl in front of him seemed to grow taller visually, and her wicked smile became even more irritating.

Even her voice at this moment was grating:

"Is that photo important to you?"

"That photo to me-"

Even though he felt a strong dislike for the nasty girl in front of him, it was as if his mind were defenseless, and he was about to blurt out the truth.

All his defenses and schemes seemed to dissolve invisibly, making Yan Huan quickly realize something was wrong.

The girl's modifier could influence consciousness!

Without resistance, he could already imagine what unguarded words would pop out of his mouth.

"That photo isn't important to me, but it's very important to Sakuramiya."

"Whatever the case, just delete that photo as soon as possible."

"For Sakuramiya, as long as she deletes the photo, I'll do anything-"

Yan Huan was shaken inside, because with his resistance, he could calmly observe the part of his mind affected by the modifier as if he were a bystander.

His heart was in a very contradictory state.

He felt intense dislike for the girl before him, yet somehow he became a bit weak, as if unable to resist her aggression. At the same time, he bizarrely felt more than friendly affection toward Sakuramiya, as if he could do anything for her.

This strange psychology quickly reminded Yan Huan of something odd in his mind, making him look a bit incredulous beneath his emotionless mask.

No way, could this girl's modifier really be-

Although she didn't catch what Yan Huan was about to say, the wickedness on the girl's face didn't diminish at all.

She stepped back, took out her phone, and on the screen was the photo she had just taken.

Pretending to be so gentle in front of your girlfriend on the weekend, but by Monday you're already fooling around with another girl in the equipment room. And I knew you looked familiar-you're the famous Yan Huan, President of Yuanyue Academy, right?

"What do you think would happen if this photo got out? How would the reputation of that 'Sakuramiya Hitomi' Vice President in the photo be affected? Oh dear, I really can't bear to do that."

Spencer raised her head and, almost as if it were the most natural thing, said exactly what Yan Huan expected.

She looked at Yan Huan excitedly, threatening him with her phone in hand,

"President Yan, you don't want this photo to spread, do you?"

"."

Moo!!

Run, there's a cow!!

Yan Huan was shocked inside.

And as he looked at the golden-haired girl before him, her heroic face and proud figure were gradually fitting into some very familiar template.

When reading related works before, Yan Huan often saw this phrase:

Most people see themselves as the yellow-haired guy, a few as the victim.

But gods, they usually see themselves as the heroine.

Now, Yan Huan kind of wanted to write a book:

On Why Yan Huan Is a God?

He finally more or less understood the effect of the other's modifier. The words that welled up from his heart said it all.

But the other party probably had abilities besides influencing thoughts, or else how did she create that secret room earlier?

The problem was, he couldn't let on that he had resistance; he couldn't let her realize the modifier hadn't worked.

So, he could only speak according to the effect of the modifier.

Luckily, the girl in front of him didn't know he and Sakuramiya were just friends.

Sakuramiya didn't like him, and he had no improper thoughts about her, so the girl couldn't really "cuckold" Sakuramiya.

With that in mind, Yan Huan felt more confident.

Well then, time to act, Yan Huan.

Perfect Expression Management, activate!

His face showed even more obvious dislike for the girl before him, with anger, indifference, and worry for a certain girl mixed in, making his expression somewhat complicated.

But Spencer, seeing that expression on his face, could hardly suppress her excitement.

Yes, President, only with that look on your face does it mean you belong to someone else.

And only then does my plunder have true meaning!

Spencer licked her lips, waiting for his answer.

"."

After a brief moment of thought, Yan Huan's cold face finally turned into a sigh.

He glanced sideways at Spencer and simply asked,

"What do you want me to do so you'll delete Sakuramiya's photo?"

The wickedness on Spencer's face grew even stronger, as if she'd reached the peak of excitement.

But in the next second, she suddenly looked blank and confused.

Yeah, what should she have him do?

Deep down, Spencer actually had an answer.

On the weekend, Spencer had watched Yan Huan give Ye Shiyu that patient smile with her own eyes. That-she wanted to take that away.

But did she really just want a smile?

No, her instincts told her that wasn't it.

She knew that beneath that smile was something truly precious.

She was just a bit slow and couldn't quite figure out what it was for the moment.

Of course, she couldn't make a specific request of Yan Huan right now.

She touched her chin, racking her brains for a long while.

Maybe thinking was just too exhausting, because she actually got annoyed from thinking.

"Um, I can't think of anything for now. I'll tell you when I do."

With no other choice, she gave up and spoke, then turned to leave.

But Yan Huan couldn't let her go, so he hurriedly grabbed her wrist.

Spencer's face instantly darkened, veins bulging on her hand, like an enraged lion about to go berserk.

"What are you doing?!"

In that instant, Yan Huan even felt like he was grabbing a real lion!

This girl was incredibly strong!

But Yan Huan reacted quickly. Instead of insisting on holding her back, he leaned in just as she was about to break free.

"Bang!"

Imitating her, he slapped the locker behind her, making a loud noise and blocking her escape.

He actually-

He actually dared to kabedon me?!

Spencer tilted her head back. Because of their height difference, she had to do this to see Yan Huan's face.

Meanwhile, Yan Huan kept a cold face and said to her in a deep voice,

"You wait right there... I don't even know your name or which class you're from, and you think you can just walk away like this?"

"Oh? And what if I insist on leaving?"

When Spencer gets angry, she really likes to answer with a question.

And when Yan Huan blocked her, he actually had a rough guess about her desires deep down.

Every time he mentioned Sakuramiya Hitomi, her expression would become extremely excited.

The feedback on Spencer's face was always obvious-whatever she was thinking inside, it showed right on her face.

For example, right now, she was sneering and bristling, clearly angry.

So, Yan Huan needed to use her obvious reaction to Sakuramiya Hitomi to his advantage, and first get her to delete the photo.

Yan Huan looked at Spencer, his face full of coldness and disgust, but his gaze still shifted to the side as he said,

The girl you saw with me over the weekend wasn't my girlfriend, that was my sister. I only like Sakuramiya.

"Delete the photo with Sakuramiya in it, and I'll agree to one condition of yours; if you don't, and Sakuramiya gets affected, I swear I won't let this go!"

As expected, as Spencer listened, the anger on her face faded bit by bit, and instead, an excited look appeared again.

Because the more Yan Huan showed he liked Sakuramiya Hitomi, the more she felt the urge and thrill to snatch him away.

When she heard that Yan Huan only liked Sakuramiya Hitomi, hadn't cheated, and was actually very devoted, she became even more eager.

Yes, someone so devoted to just one person, someone who belongs to just one person-bring him to me, quick!

Spencer's tone softened a little, and she wasn't as angry anymore,

"No way. What if I delete it and you don't keep your word?"

Yan Huan's guess was right-this really was effective.

"...You take a photo of me as a replacement. I'm in the Girls' Changing Room right now, right? Once I fulfill your condition, you delete that photo."

Yan Huan hesitated a little, as if he was worried about his own reputation.

But that hesitation seemed to become completely unimportant compared to his feelings for Sakuramiya.

He seemed to have decided to sacrifice himself in exchange for the photo of Sakuramiya Hitomi.

"As long as Sakuramiya doesn't find out, that's all that matters."

At the end, Yan Huan even emphasized this point.

"...Fine, it's a deal. By the way, my name is Aria Spencer, just transferred to Class 1-C."

Spencer couldn't hold back her smile anymore. She gently raised her phone and took a picture of Yan Huan in front of her.

Then, right in front of Yan Huan, she deleted the previous photo.

"Delete it from 'Recently Deleted' too."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say, President Yan."

"What about the cloud? Did you save it to the cloud?"

"No. By the way, do you really like that Sakuramiya that much?"

Yan Huan couldn't be bothered to respond to her, but seeing that every possible place the photo could be stored had been checked, he finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

And this string of questions and that final sigh-Spencer saw it as a standard answer.

She waved her hand in satisfaction, signaling Yan Huan to leave.

Then she sat down to the side, lifted her toes, and got ready to put on her white socks.

Yan Huan couldn't even be bothered to look at her and simply turned and left.

But deep down, he seemed to have formed a basic impression of this girl called "Aria Spencer."

This person didn't seem all that smart.

In fact, he didn't really care if she leaked his photo; there were plenty of ways to defend or explain it, and Sakuramiya knew the truth anyway.

Not to mention, Yan Huan didn't actually intend to let her leak the photo. He still planned to use this so-called condition to get more modifier fragments.

Not only did he learn more about the modifier's effects, but he also got her to delete the photo of Sakuramiya.

Thinking about it, it was a win-win with no cost!

Spencer left disappointed, not even taking a single cloud with her.

"President!"

Walking out of the changing room, Yan Huan headed toward the teaching building, and just happened to run into Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was leading the security guards around outside.

When she saw Yan Huan, Sakuramiya Hitomi hurried over and asked with concern,

"How did it go, President?"

"Ah, I found her. She deleted the photo right in front of me."

"She deleted it?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi found it a little hard to believe.

That girl who could kick through her barrier just deleted the photo so easily?

Of course, it wasn't that Sakuramiya Hitomi didn't believe Yan Huan. Since he said the photo was probably really deleted, it probably was. She just worried that the other girl might have done something behind Yan Huan's back.

Just like she herself would.

"Then-"

Just as Sakuramiya Hitomi was about to ask more, Spencer, now changed into her shoes and wearing a mischievous smile, walked out from the teaching building behind them.

When she saw Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi-especially Sakuramiya Hitomi-her smile grew even wider.

That smile sent a chill down Sakuramiya Hitomi's spine for no reason at all.

Spencer walked up to Yan Huan, glanced at him, and saw that he was ignoring her.

She didn't mind, though. She just looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi and said,

"Don't worry, I've already followed the president's orders and deleted the photo. Sorry, I didn't mean it, Vice President Sakuramiya."

She put extra emphasis on "Vice President Sakuramiya."

But Sakuramiya Hitomi just stared at her coldly, watching that annoying smile on Spencer's face.

A second later, she suddenly turned her head, pointed expressionlessly at Spencer, and said to the security guards beside her,

"That's her. She's the one who kicked down the door of the gym equipment room."

"Miss, please come with us. We need to call your parents."

Spencer froze for a moment, seeing several security guards surround her.

She quickly looked to Yan Huan, as if asking for help,

"President Yan?"

But Yan Huan just lazily yawned, pretending not to see, and let the security staff take her away by force.

"Hey, can't I just pay for the damages?!"

"Do I really have to go somewhere? You're calling my parents too?"

"Hey!! Are you even listening to me?!"

(End of this chapter)