Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 342, 339: Without those worldly desires

It seemed like Hitomi Sakuramiya was having a long dream.

She dreamed that she married the chairman, and at the wedding, they received what seemed like blessings from the whole world.

Everyone applauded and congratulated them.

"Happy wedding!"

And so, surrounded by flowers and romance, she lived with the president.

"This is where my dad and I used to study, it's called Totsuki Academy."

Then, one evening after her marriage, she and the president's twins nestled together in the warm candlelight, happily recounting their youthful days.

The children will listen with great interest and ask all sorts of imaginative questions.

such as
"Who is this expressionless older sister standing next to Dad?"

"Haha, she's your aunt!"

"Who is this beautiful lady?"

"Haha, who is it? (unconcerned)"

"And this one, and this one, the really cool blonde lady!"

"Hmm, you guys better study hard in the future, or you'll end up like her!"

"Hey?!"

Seeing that the two children were frightened, Hitomi Sakuramiya couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

But even the most numerous stories eventually come to an end, especially since children have limited energy and often get sleepy around the time they want to sleep.

"Ouch."

Seeing her brother yawn, the younger sister seemed to catch it and yawned as well.

Sakura Miyako smiled slightly, put down the photo album, and asked warmly,

"are you sleepy?"

"Um"

My younger sister rubbed her eyes, then got up.
"We're going to go to sleep with Mom."

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Hitomi Sakura was slightly taken aback.

Her little face immediately showed a look of panic. Looking at the two extremely cute porcelain dolls in front of her, she asked in a trembling voice,

"Wait, what... what are you talking about? Isn't Mom right here?"

"Huh? But..."

"Click~"

Just then, the door behind her opened, and Anle walked in with a gentle smile.

"Mother!!"

Upon seeing Anle, the two adorable children immediately ran towards her.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes widened in disbelief as she reached out her hand, trying to stop them.
"Wait, I... I'm your mother!! You are my and the chairman's children, how could this be?"

Upon hearing this, the two children nestled in Anle's arms turned to look at Sakura Miyako with innocent eyes, and said hesitantly,

"We also wanted to be born, but..."

"But, Sakura-miya Mom, you're too weak. Last time you fainted from a kiss, and this time you fainted again before Dad even did anything."

"You could never have had a relationship with Dad, so how could we exist?"

Hey?
Upon hearing this, Hitomi Sakuramiya froze on the spot.

"click"

The next second, the entire dream was filled with an ear-piercing sound of shattering glass.

"Ughhhhhh!! This kind of thing needs a tonic!!!"

Shouting like this, Sakura Miyako suddenly broke down, clutching her head and sitting up in bed at lightning speed.

"Meow?"

Her panicked cries woke up the kittens that were curled up asleep beside her bed. They all craned their heads to look at her, their expressions puzzled.

At this moment, the room was dark, and the curtains were tightly closed, cutting off the view outside.

"Hahaha."

In the dim light, only Nara, who was sitting on a chair playing on his phone, looked at her helplessly as his phone screen was locked.

"Ah, you're awake?"

Sakura Miyako glanced around and, not seeing Yan Huan, immediately asked,

"President, where is the president?!"

But a second later, she realized what was happening and covered her mouth.
"I can speak?!"

"Yes, congratulations! Congratulations!"

Nara stood up abruptly, turned on the desk lamp, and then turned to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, saying...

"Yan Huan has already left."

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and murmured something.
"so."

I still...
Did we accomplish nothing?

But then, Nara's cool hand poked her cheek, making her puff out her cheeks and raise her head in annoyance.
"Nara!"

"puff"

Nara withdrew his hand and straightened up as he did so.

"Look at you, all resentful after being abandoned. I was the one who let Yan Huan go, so don't think about it anymore."

"Huh?! Why? I clearly still..."

"What do you mean, 'repay'? What time is it? It's eight o'clock, lady!"

Nara rolled her eyes, tossed the phone to Sakuramiya Hitomi, and told her to check the time herself.
"Yan Huan arrived at two o'clock in the afternoon and stayed with you until just now. You haven't woken up yet. If he doesn't leave soon, your brother will be back. If he doesn't leave soon, we're afraid we'll start arguing at home again."

"So that's how it is!"

Upon hearing this, Hitomi Sakura's disappointment at not seeing her lover after waking up finally dissipated.

Nara was completely speechless. She snatched the phone back and turned around, seemingly intending to get her dinner.

"Your constitution..."

"Wait, Nara!!"

Behind him, Sakuramiya Hitomi's voice came, causing Nara to turn around.
"what happened?"

"I don't want to go on like this anymore, Nara."

However, what she saw was Sakuramiya Hitomi's resolute gaze.

"I want to get better, and I'll take any kind of brutal training, Nara. You can do it, right?"

Upon hearing this, Nara sighed.

"What do you take me for? Doraemon?"

"But no matter what, I don't want to continue like this. I must change my ways!!"

"Well, never mind, speaking of which, there might actually be a way."

Nara rolled his eyes, then turned to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi and said to her,
"Get up at six tomorrow morning and come with me somewhere. Can you do that?"

"Huh? Six o'clock?"

Sakura Miyabi blinked and gripped the blankets tightly.

At this moment, in the South District.

"The side effects of the cheat code on Sakura-miya don't seem to have gone away yet, and I don't have a second dose of crab medicine. It can't be that these side effects won't disappear until the day I give up the cheat code, can it?"

Yan Huan stepped out of the subway and began to talk to the cat on her shoulder in her mind.

"Actually, as long as she stops using it, the side effects will gradually subside, it's just that the process will be rather slow, meow."

"Relatively slow?"

Yan Huan glanced at Miao Jiang.

Yan Huan's intuition told her that the "relatively slow" the dead cat was referring to must be "unimaginably slow".

"Meow, so if you can, you should check if the weekly mod rewards can improve your physique, meow."

Yan Huan knew it.

The two rewards he received two weeks before the High Table Dinner were rather useless, so he decided to continue testing the abilities of the [Devil Bank].

And the conclusion was exactly as he had predicted:
The amount of money you can exchange is directly linked to your ability level.

For example, right now, Yan Huan's modifier level is 7, and a level 7 ability can be exchanged for 100 million Linmen currency.

Previously, a level 3 ability could only be exchanged for 5.

Therefore, as long as the modifier level increases, the amount of money that can be exchanged may be even greater.

It just so happens that I lost all my savings playing that game at yesterday's high table dinner.

I just exchanged for two trash level 7 abilities, and that really helped me recover a lot of health.

But speaking of it.
The money I scattered yesterday also included a reward from Ariya's mother.
If she finds out that I used the money she gave me to dance with other girls...
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Yan Huan is now increasingly uncertain about her internship, which will begin next week.

"Moreover, I think I saw Ye Shiyu at the Sakura Palace's house just now."

"Ye Shiyu?"

Upon hearing this, Miao Jiang stared blankly at Yan Huan, giving her a look that seemed to say, "You must be really hungry."

Then, it patted Yan Huan's face with its paw pads, comforting her.

"I know Sakura-miya isn't feeling well and can't do much with you, but could you at least try to be patient? Just bear with it."

"Put up to me my foot, Boiling Mist Meow-chan! I felt like I was hypnotized!!"

"Meow?!"

Meow looked on in surprise before retracting her paw.

"But Ye Shiyu is a million miles away from you, how can she hypnotize your cat?"

"how could I know"

As he spoke, Yan Huan had already reached his front door. He took out his key, opened the door, and revealed his small home filled with warm, cozy lights.

"Xiao Huan, you're back!"

Upon hearing the door open, Anle, still in her pajamas, immediately came out, looked at him, and smiled.
Have you eaten?

"Om~"

But for some reason, when Yan Huan saw An Le's figure, the whole world outside the door suddenly became deathly silent.

Even the temperature in the room dropped significantly.

This place seems even colder than Hitomi Sakura's boudoir.

I haven't eaten yet.

Yan Huan walked in, looked at the graphics tablet and computer An Le had placed on the living room table, and couldn't help but ask,
Are you planning to release any new works soon?

"Well, I can't go to the internship with Xiaohuan during the summer, so I need to find something to do. It just so happens that Professor Miyake sent me an invitation."

Anle looked at Yan Huan with her hands behind her back, and as she spoke, her expression changed slightly.

The next second, she gently leaned closer to Yan Huan, sniffed, then casually withdrew her head and smiled.

"Xiao Huan smells like other cats."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly taken aback, while Miao Jiang was still indignant.

"Yes, yes, those ugly cats at Sakura Palace's house love to rub against Yan Huan, meow!"

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I'm afraid that the "cat" Anle is talking about isn't the same "cat" that Miao Jiang is talking about.

But after that one sentence, Anle didn't say anything else. She simply turned and went to the entrance hall, continuing as she spoke...
"However, I can go visit Spencer then, and I can also check out what Xiao Huan does at work~"

"Rustle. Rustle."

Yan Huan turned around, just about to smile and agree.
But then she noticed that Anle behind her had taken off her pajamas at some point.

She was only wearing that one nightgown.

Instead, a thin apron has been put on.

"Gulu~"

这 是
X-shaped apron?!

Watching that meager apron struggling to defend against the onslaught of the "beast" of comfort, it seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Even though things were already quite heated, Anle still went even further, flicking a strand of black hair at her temple and asking Yan Huan in a soft, fragrant voice,
"Xiao Huan, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"Gulu~"

Yan Huan swallowed hard.
The answer is obvious.

"of course"

Yan Huan took a deep breath, just about to raise her eyes to look at the lovely girl in front of her.

However, the next second, when he looked up, what he saw...
But it was Ye Shiyu's deep eyes, so close, as if they were about to merge with her own.

"!!"

She stared intently into Yan Huan's eyes, her expression blank.
After a long silence, she finally spoke softly.

"Xiao Huan, you really are a bad child who needs to be punished."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, seemingly aiming at Yan Huan's neck.

This is necessary.
"Om!!"

When that terrifying sound reached Yan Huan's ears, it was as if a drop of ice water was gradually spreading, and then, deep within his heart, a huge iceberg was rising!

That bone-chilling cold instantly seeped into his body.

His eyes widened, all desires vanished instantly, and he even subconsciously took a step back.

"Wu Xiaohuan"

For now, Anle still thought everything was as usual.
The next second, Xiao Huan will definitely jump up, pick me up tightly, and then throw me onto the bed in the bedroom.
Ok?
However, after waiting for several seconds, Anle did not receive any rough action from Yan Huan.

She clutched her apron and looked at Yan Huan in front of her, only to see that Yan Huan's muscles were tense all over.
It was as if a holy golden light, capable of purifying all desires, emanated from within.
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"??"

Anle's eyes widened, and she froze on the spot.

Before her, Yan Huan, whose desire to reproduce had instantly vanished, felt her mind go completely blank.

This time, he finally confirmed one thing:

I was really hypnotized!!
And
Ye Shiyu seems to be able to see what's happening on her side!
"Xiao Huan, are you feeling unwell today? Or are you just tired?"

Seeing Yan Huan's unusual behavior, An Le pursed her lips, raised her hand, and tentatively asked,

"Do you want me to use mine?"

"Shhh!!"

Just as Anle was about to mention the "modifier," Yan Huan's expression immediately changed, and she glared at her.

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She met Yan Huan's gaze for a second, and instantly understood, taking a step back.

While looking around the room, he walked naturally toward the stove in the entryway.

"Xiao Huan, you must be hungry. Let me cook you a bowl of noodles first."

"it is good."

Yan Huan also took a step back. Completely devoid of the desire to reproduce, he was frighteningly calm. He immediately began to recall everything that had happened that day, trying to figure out when he had been infected.

Fortunately, when I went to Hitomi Sakura's house, I knew she wasn't feeling well, so I didn't mention the cheat engine.

If Ye Shiyu could see this and know that she knew about the cheat code...
It's likely that another bloody storm is brewing.

But after thinking for a long time, Yan Huan still didn't know if her index finger's ability had evolved.

intelligence
Yes, doesn't the little finger know?!

"Nya-chan!"

Yan Huan immediately called out to Miao Jiang in her mind, and then a phantom black cat appeared.

Incidentally, he turned to look at Anle below and asked, seemingly casually,
"Wait, Anle, what happened to your little finger? Is it injured?"

"Hey?"

Upon hearing this, Anle was slightly taken aback, but she understood what Yan Huan meant.

They all have mod avatars, and they can even communicate with these mod avatars in their minds!
The mod avatars can communicate with each other in secret, and no one else can see them!
so.
This way, you can communicate with complete safety!
"Ah, Xiao Huan, you've mistaken me for someone else."

As Anle said this, she pointed to her little finger.

"Hey, it's already this late, aren't you going to play a game tonight?"

Its opening caused Anle's cheeks to heat up.

After being glared at fiercely, it seemed to have received Anle's message, and looked at Yan Huan with dead fish eyes, relaying the message verbatim.

"What happened, Xiao Huan?"

Even the tone of voice was restored to Anle's soft and sweet tone, like a small cake.

Its rolling eyes and alternating tone of voice always give it a strange and sarcastic feel.

"Boom!!"

Well, that's it. He had barely finished speaking when Anle pretended to go get some seasonings and punched him.

Yan Huan also had a thought and looked at the black cat beside her.

Meow-chan cleared her throat and spoke to Anle's illusion.
"I think I've been hypnotized by Ye Shiyu, meow. I don't know how she did it with the cheat code. It seems like she can not only see what's happening here, but also deprive me of my physiological reactions."

Upon hearing this, Anle's expression changed slightly, revealing, "No wonder you had that expression just now."

The next second, Anle, who was usually soft and gentle and never fought for anything, suddenly puffed out her cheeks and showed an unhappy expression.

Upon hearing the name "Ye Shiyu," or rather, the name of the modifier on her body, Little Finger's expression changed, and he muttered something.
"Index finger. That's really the most terrifying mod."

"So meow, little finger, I need you to tell me all the information about the index finger."

What's the point of telling you? It's still the same old story.

As they were talking, Little Finger, as if his microphone had been snatched away, blurted out instinctively,
"We must stop Ye Shiyu!"

Clearly, it was Anle who spoke these words in a different tone and with great determination.

The little finger, interrupted, glared at Anle, signaling her not to grab the microphone, before speaking.
"Believe me, nobody wants to encounter the index finger except for the thumb. It's a 'modifier killer,' extremely terrifying. We must stop Ye Shiyu quickly!"

As it was speaking, Anle snatched the microphone from it again.

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Little Finger turned around as if he had swallowed a fly to look at Anle behind him, only to see her eyes were resolute, with an expression that said, "I am mortal enemies with Ye Shiyu."

It was as if she and Ye Shiyu had some deep-seated grudge.

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Little Finger was rendered speechless by Anle's equally terrifying gaze. It knew that although Anle seemed easygoing, she would not budge an inch on certain matters of principle.

So, in essence, Anle's personality is actually very stubborn.

Helpless, Little Finger could only turn around and look at Yan Huan speechlessly.
"Alright. You probably already know that the index finger can hypnotize. And then, let me think, it's also very good at using a [medium] to activate its effects."

"Media Meow?"

"Hmm, it sounds like something like a lighter flame, a rattling pocket watch, or the sound of clapping. These were its preferred mediums before. But don't think that focusing solely on these will keep you safe."

Little Finger looked at the cat in front of him, flicked his tongue, and chuckled.

"Its medium can be gradually extended. For example, at first it could only use the flame of a lighter to hypnotize, but later it could use the flame of a stove or the flame of a woodpile."
"That's just its nature; it will slowly build up danger."
"Then, when you realize something is wrong, it's too late."

In other words, is it possible to induce sleep using electronic devices?
If that's the case, then he'll have plenty of opportunities to be hypnotized today.

Miao Jiang glanced at Yan Huan, then conveyed his meaning.
"Personality? Didn't you say that other trainers don't have intelligence?"

"Of course, who's as smart as me?!"

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No one responded to that.

"However, the personality I'm referring to isn't intelligence, but instinct—the instincts we all have in every finger."

"It's like I really enjoy causing pain, my thumb really enjoys stealing other people's things, my middle finger likes to hide behind the scenes and control everything, and my ring finger... well, I don't know about my ring finger."

"They lack intelligence; they're simply pleased with what they like. You input something, and it outputs the same thing. Hmm, like a program?"

As he spoke, the expression on Little Finger's face gradually faded.

"And the index finger is the most ruthless and terrifying of all the fingers."
"It's also the one that most resembles a program."

(End of this chapter)