Restricted Fantasy I Chapter 149: Going Downstairs to Buy Something, Neither by S

"An Le, how is your body feeling?"

"I am already feeling much better, Xiao... Xiao... Achoo!!"

As she spoke, An Le's pale little face could not hold back a sneeze, and she reached for a tissue to blow her nose while apologizing profusely.

It was obvious at a glance that Bai Yi was faking her discomfort, whereas An Le was genuinely unwell.

Her symptoms were far more severe than those of Ye Shiyu and Bai Yi, the two great goddesses.

Since these were symptoms the hospital could not diagnose, there was a high probability they were related to Bai Yi's toxic fragnt. The question was, how did An Le ingest the poison?

"..."

Thinking this, Yan Huan pulled up a nearby stool and sat down by the edge of the bed.

The two great goddesses and their guardian had left the hospital ward. Thus, even though the two girls remaining by his side right now were still Modifier Hosts, they gave Yan Huan a much better impression than those other two.

Thinking about it carefully, counting the pleasure stimulation incidents in the corridor outside the Student Council and in the haunted house at the ani convention, plus the recent poisoning incident, An Le had actually made her move as well.

It was just that, based on Yan Huan's understanding of An Le, she did not seem like the type of person to do such things.

To say this was rely Yan Huan's friendship filter for his childhood sweetheart was not entirely accurate, because Yan Huan knew she was likely carrying around a talking Modifier avatar just like Myau-chan.

Given An Le's soft and submissive personality, would you believe she had not been bewitched by that old geezer?

It could only be said that a sinister figure must be guiding her from behind the scenes.

Moreover, ever since Yan Huan learned that Sakuramiya was also a Modifier owner, he discovered a very hard-to-believe fact:

The one whose Modifier effects had the least impact on Yan Huan was actually Spencer.

The one who locked herself in the equipnt room was Sakuramiya; the one who locked him and An Le in the haunted house was also Sakuramiya; the one who modified his common sense in an attempt to get away with it was still Sakuramiya.

And what about Spencer?

She had already been stripped of her NTR credentials and sent to sit at the kids' table.

Of course, saying Spencer was completely harmless was pure nonsense.

She mostly caused trouble for Yan Huan in reality, and the source of that trouble actually stemd from the ti she stood up for An Le and beat up Park Seo-moon.

Coupled with the inexplicably annoying side effects of her Modifier, things had progressed step by step to this point.

"..."

Thinking this, Yan Huan turned his head to glance at Spencer, who was still standing nearby, and pulled over another stool for her to sit down.

"...Thank you."

Just as she sat down, she restlessly placed her hands between her thighs, then reached back to grip the bottom edge of the stool, rocking her body back and forth like she was riding a kiddie ride.

"..."

Yan Huan and An Le just watched her like this, looking quite like two guardians observing their child with ADHD.

Sensing their silent gazes, Spencer's back-and-forth rocking gradually slowed down. Finally, feeling both embarrassed and irritated, she asked,

"What are you looking at

for?"

"...Nothing."

Yan Huan withdrew his gaze, looked at An Le, and asked,

"An Le, did you visit the school's flower room yesterday and see Bai Yi and Sister Shiyu? How did you suddenly fall ill at the sa ti as them?"

"Um..."

Hearing Yan Huan's question, An Le looked hesitant to speak.

An Le was not a fool like Spencer, who was so dense that she still had not realized other people had superpowers even after being repeatedly targeted by Modifiers.

Oh right, she was probably still dazed about the Modifier on her own body right now, so he shouldn't expect too much from her.

An Le likely knew that her illness might be related to the fragnt Little Finger devoured yesterday.

After all, up until today, ever since Little Finger's head had turned pointy, it had not shown itself again.

"I... I have never been to the flower room, nor have I seen them... I just suddenly fell ill, I do not know how."

Thinking of this, An Le formulated her words and spoke cautiously.

Yan Huan observed the expression of his childhood sweetheart and ford a rough idea in his heart.

She had indeed not seen Bai Yi, Ye Shiyu, or the others before, but she probably knew her illness was related to certain things.

Could it be that the Modifier avatar on her body told her?

Yan Huan was genuinely curious about how that Modifier avatar would converse with An Le.

"I see... What are the specific symptoms? Is it similar to a cold?"

"Yes... and I feel a bit feverish or sothing, I feel very cold..."

"A fever, huh? What about your body temperature? Has the doctor taken it?"

"They took it yesterday, it seed to be forty degrees Celsius..."

"Forty? That high?"

Yan Huan was slightly startled. He hurriedly reached out a hand and touched her forehead.

Seeing this, An Le leaned in a little closer.

Feeling Yan Huan's hand resting on her forehead, An Le unconsciously closed her eyes, seemingly finding it comfortable and cozy.

But this was rely taking her temperature; it was not a tender mont between a couple.

After just one short second of contact, Yan Huan imdiately pulled his hand back, causing An Le to open her eyes in slight disappointnt.

Yan Huan placed his hand on his own forehead to compare the temperatures and could not help but mutter,

"So hot. It is almost the sa as the last ti I had a fever."

He was wondering why An Le's curse was so strong compared to the other two.

Upon hearing this, An Le's face turned slightly red, and she quietly glanced at Yan Huan's face.

She was thinking: 'What kind of cute expression would Xiao Huan show when he has a fever?'

It truly made one curious...

Thinking this, An Le's little face could not help but flush even redder, looking as if her fever had worsened.

With her mind full of such dirty thoughts, she easily generated desire whenever she was close to Yan Huan, and desire just so happened to be food...

Food for Modifiers.

Therefore, when this thought popped into An Le's mind, the Little Finger that had vanished for an entire day finally revived, as if it had absorbed enough energy.

Its head was still pointy, and faint green smoke constantly billowed from the scales all over its body. It looked as if sothing inside its body was torturing it.

"Oh my god... blegh..."

Seeing Little Finger's miserable state, An Le imdiately asked nervously in her heart,

'Little Finger! You... you are awake! How are you doing?'

"Quick... quickly find a place. I need to spit that fragnt out, otherwise... otherwise both of us will..."

"Huh?"

An Le's expression changed slightly, but because Yan Huan and Spencer were still right in front of her, she could not show it.

She only followed Little Finger's request first, forcing herself to stay calm as she said,

"I... I plan to go downstairs for an examination soon, um..."

But when Little Finger appeared, the hairs on Yan Huan's body instantly stood on end.

"ow!"

On his shoulder, Myau-chan also appeared with his fur standing up, his vertical pupils locking onto An Le.

However, neither Yan Huan nor Myau-chan were targeting Little Finger, because neither of them could actually see Little Finger.

They only saw an endless, illusionary green toxic fog suddenly appear on An Le's body, surging right toward them.

At the source of the green fog, Yan Huan clearly saw that Modifier Fragnt, which looked like a glob of pus.

'A fragnt suddenly appeared?'

'No, that fragnt is moving around out of thin air, as if sothing invisible to

is carrying it...'

'It is the Modifier's avatar.'

'An Le's Modifier swallowed the fragnt?!'

In just one second, Yan Huan almost instantly figured out what had happened.

An Le had not seen Bai Yi and the others, so the fragnt she swallowed was highly likely the one bitten off by Ye Shiyu's Modifier.

Then that piece Yan Huan saw was dropped by Bai Yi herself.

Seeing how she was vomiting like that, there were probably restrictions on using Ti Stop that took a toll on her body, and then...

This coward had regretfully decided against using the Modifier, and directly caused her own Modifier to explode into fragnts?

"..."

Thinking of this, Yan Huan's expression beca quite abstract.

Bai Yi's caliber as an idol was top-tier, but her caliber as a Host was equally unbelievable.

Thinking about it carefully, her Modifier had just helped her pause ti to avoid being caught red-handed by Spencer, and even allowed her to bounce around smugly in front of Ye Shiyu and Spencer a few tis.

Then, imdiately after using it, she regretted using Ti Stop and ruthlessly forced her Modifier to drop its fragnts...

Well well, everyone thought she was a disappointnt, but she just happened to be the most ridiculous one, didn't she?

'What do I do now? The fragnt was swallowed by An Le's Modifier. But shouldn't this thing only be useful to Ye Shiyu and Myau-chan? Why did it swallow it?'

Looking at the endlessly billowing green mist, Yan Huan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The key issue was that he did not want to expose the fact that he knew about the Modifiers, so he could only pretend not to see it.

And simply coming into contact with that mist would subject soone to a mild curse.

This was also why An Le had been poisoned even though it was Little Finger that swallowed the fragnt.

While Yan Huan was still trying to co up with a solution, Spencer seed to sense a feeling of discomfort as well.

However, she could not see the green mist at all. She rely scanned her surroundings uneasily, thinking it was just a psychological effect.

"..."

Could this girl not see this green mist?

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and turned his head to glance at An Le, who was struggling to get out of bed.

He watched as An Le put on her shoes while stealthily waving her hand in the air around her, attempting to disperse the toxic green fog.

An Le could see this stuff, yet Spencer could not...

Was her spiritual sensitivity really that low?

Yan Huan suddenly realized: The sensitivity of Spencer's Modifier to the effects of other Modifiers might be even lower than he had imagined.

And just as Spencer was looking around, the toxic green fog had slowly begun to drift toward her.

"Spencer..."

Seeing her totally oblivious state, Yan Huan fell silent for a mont before he inevitably called her na.

"Huh?"

Spencer snapped out of her daze, her face still looking a little nervous.

"Are you also feeling unwell? Do you want to go outside for so fresh air?"

Hearing Yan Huan's words of concern, Spencer glanced at him and noticed that his peacock body was twisting bit by bit.

The next second, realizing that this was genuine concern for her, she pouted and mumbled softly,

"N-no need... I will just... stay here."

"..."

'Fine, I have already warned you. If you are unwilling to run away yourself, you cannot bla .'

"Then I am going out for a walk."

"...Then I will go too!"

The mont she saw Yan Huan stand up, Spencer panicked again and imdiately stood up as well.

Hearing this, An Le, who was putting on her shoes over there, froze slightly, then turned her head to look at the two of them.

Xiao Huan and Spencer...

Since when did their relationship beco this good?

A bad feeling secretly arose in her heart. She could not even bother with Little Finger's demands anymore and asked,

"Or... Spencer, you could also co downstairs with

for the examination?" At the re ntion of the word "examination," Spencer shook her head frantically as if experiencing a stress response.

"N-no, I will not go. An Le, y-you can go by yourself. Yan Huan and I will stay here."

"..."

The expression on An Le's face stiffened for a mont, and that nagging suspicion in her heart grew larger and larger.

Feeling An Le's gaze, Spencer's expression beca increasingly guilty, naturally corroborating those suspicions and causing An Le's heart to instantly skip a beat.

Lately, she had been helping Spencer with matters concerning the Club War because she was terrified that Spencer might not win and would face expulsion.

Therefore, she had put the matter of Xiao Huan to the back of her mind recently.

But how did it feel like she was being cheated on after just a few days of taking her eyes off them...

Was this right?

Seeing An Le's stiff expression, Spencer hesitated for a few seconds before explaining,

"I... I am quite afraid of doctor examinations and the like. If we must go, I... I can only wait outside for you..."

Hearing her explain like this, the previously stiff expression on An Le's face instantly lted away.

So that was how it was...

Hearing this, An Le was completely relieved, but she did not actually force the other girl to go with her.

Because An Le knew that she was sick entirely due to this toxic mist. If Spencer and Xiao Huan were exposed to it, they would probably get sick as well.

Therefore, even though she had just dispelled her suspicions, and even though her body was still feeling quite unwell, she kindly suggested,

"Then, Spencer, you and Xiao Huan should go outside for so fresh air. The hospital ward always feels a bit oppressive or sothing... I will be back very soon."

"Oh, okay."

Spencer nodded blankly and watched An Le leave.

She then turned back to look at Yan Huan, only to find that he had been watching her the whole ti.

"...Why are you looking at ?"

Faced with Spencer's puzzled question, Yan Huan kept his eyes fixed on her shoulder and muttered,

"Hold on, do not move yet."

"Huh?"

Spencer felt that this was profound but incomprehensible, but Yan Huan stared intently at the wisps of toxic fog still drifting around the room.

He watched as the toxic fog approached Spencer. Then, just as it was about to enter her body, it faded away as if completely nullified, eventually disappearing without a trace right before entering her body.

"..."

'Bro, are you a human air purifier?!'

Yan Huan's eyes widened. He suddenly realized that Spencer's resistance was actually effective against the curse of Bai Yi's fragnt.

The curse was ineffective against her!

'Then does that an this unwanted fragnt could be safely collected using Spencer?'

'And not just that piece—I could even have Spencer act as a human air purifier to absorb the poison from An Le first, and even cure An Le in the process...'

"...Spencer, how about you follow An Le and wait for her at the door of the clinic instead?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Spencer froze slightly, then assud that Yan Huan was disgusted by her.

Glancing at him, she did not say a word, rely walking out silently with the intention of looking for An Le.

Watching the back view of her silent departure, Yan Huan suddenly recalled that he had just borrowed her fruit basket earlier.

So, pausing for a second, he called out again,

"Spencer."

"Yes?"

Spencer turned around, her sky-blue eyes looking at Yan Huan in confusion.

Yan Huan was about to speak, but right at that mont, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

Yan Huan paused slightly. Looking down, he discovered that it was Bai Yi calling.

Answering the call, Yan Huan brought the earpiece to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Yan Huan, may I ask if my mother has returned to the hospital ward?"

"Huh? No, she hasn't."

"She hasn't?"

On the other end, Bai Yi's voice sounded sowhat bewildered.

"...What's going on? After I finished my checkup and ca out, she was gone. I can't reach her on the phone either, and I don't know where she went... Thank you, I will go look for her again."

"Mhm."

Yan Huan answered the phone in complete bewildernt and hung up the phone in equal bewildernt.

Then, he looked at Spencer, who had not yet left, hesitated for a second, and said,

"Let's go, I will just go with you."

"..."

Seeing Yan Huan say this, the expression on Spencer's face—previously sowhat depressed because she thought he disliked her—instantly brightened up.

"Okay."

Seeing her smile foolishly, Yan Huan blinked and deliberately teased,

"Forget it, you should just go by yourself."

"!!"

Thus, he watched helplessly as the smile on Spencer's face stiffened, gradually turning furious, to the point where even the blonde hair on her back puffed out in anger.

She was clearly bristling like an angry cat.

"Yan Huan!!"

"Sorry, I am just joking. Let's go, let's go."

Seeing her bristle with anger, Yan Huan finally laughed in satisfaction.

And watching Yan Huan walk up beside her with a smile, Spencer's ruffled expression faltered slightly.

She stared at Yan Huan's smile for a few seconds before she finally let out a soft harrumph, averting her eyes and ignoring him.

"Hmph!"

The two of them walked out of the hospital ward and stepped into the corridor to take the elevator.

He pressed the button to go down, and they soon boarded the elevator, heading downstairs toward the clinic for the examination.

Spencer nervously scanned the labels posted inside the elevator. When her gaze brushed past the neurology departnt on the seventh floor, her eyes shrank slightly, and she hastily withdrew her gaze, even moving a little closer to Yan Huan's side.

Catching the scent of her body wash, Yan Huan shifted his eyes slightly to look in her direction.

But looking past his own shoulder, he only saw her blonde hair.

It gave him the fleeting illusion that she was leaning against his shoulder like a dainty little bird.

"..."

"Ding-ding~"

Just as the elevator was about to arrive at the outpatient departnt, the mobile phone in his pocket rang again.

Opening it, he found that it was actually Ye Lan calling.

"Hello, Auntie Ye?"

Once the call was connected, Ye Lan's gentle voice ca through,

"Xiao Huan, I have returned to the hospital ward but I didn't see you two. I wanted to ask, is your Sister Shiyu with you?"

"...Sister Shiyu? She is not with us. Didn't she go downstairs with you for an examination, Auntie Ye?"

"Huh?"

Ye Lan paused slightly, her voice filled with confusion.

"That child finished her examination a long ti ago. I was busy with so work earlier, so I didn't go in with her. After her examination, she got my car keys, saying she was going down to grab her mobile phone. But now I'm done with my work and she still hasn't returned?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan's heart instantly sank.

Especially when he heard about Ye Shiyu going to get her mobile phone.

"...Mhm, it's fine. I will just give her a call."

"Alright then, Auntie Ye."

Hanging up the phone, Yan Huan swallowed a gulp of saliva.

At this mont, the elevator perfectly arrived at the outpatient departnt. He put away his phone and walked out of the elevator doors together with Spencer.

And right as they walked out, the doors of the adjacent elevator also opened, and the person waiting at the door stepped inside.

From the corner of his eye, Yan Huan suddenly caught a glimpse of Zuo Jiangqin's figure walking inside.

"Auntie Zuo?"

He muttered to himself, wanting to remind her that Bai Yi was currently looking for her.

But upon taking a closer look, he was shocked. He suddenly noticed that the expression on Zuo Jiangqin's face was completely filled with terror and despair, yet her body seed as if it did not belong to her, rely following soone obediently into the elevator.

At this mont, what she stepped into did not seem like an elevator, but rather the gates of hell...

"Click~"

The elevator doors closed, but Yan Huan's mind instantly jolted with realization.

He hurriedly rushed toward the closed elevator doors next to him and pressed the up and down buttons, attempting to open the doors again.

But perhaps due to a quirk with the hospital's elevators, pressing the button only opened the elevator they had just co down in.

"What is wrong, Yan Huan..."

The adjacent Spencer asked in confusion, but sweat could not help breaking out on Yan Huan's forehead.

He watched helplessly as the elevator Zuo Jiangqin had taken ascended floor by floor, all the way until it reached the top floor, the eighth floor.

"..."

'Bai Yi!!'

'Bai Yi, hurry up and get here!'

'Your mother is going downstairs to buy sothing, only she is not taking the stairs, nor is she taking the elevator!!'

"Spencer, you go find An Le first, I have sothing to deal with!"

Yan Huan swallowed hard and hastily reached out to press the up button.

The adjacent elevator doors opened again, and as Yan Huan rushed in, he dialed Ye Lan's number.

'Did this even need to be said?'

'Quick, go fetch Ancestor Ye Lan!!'

"W-wait, where are you going?"

Spencer froze slightly. Seeing Yan Huan leave her side, leaving her alone to face the hospital environnt, her expression grew tense.

Hesitating for a second, she glanced around before hurriedly rushing in with Yan Huan, charging into the elevator that resembled the gates of hell.