Restricted Fantasy I Chapter 152: Interlude Before Friday

"Hmm, so does that an you still need to stay in the hospital for a while, An Le?"

After Ye Shiyu's bout of nonsense, the hospital finally quieted down and returned to its normal order.

Every ti the hosts finished using their powers and the surroundings returned to peace, Yan Huan could always deeply feel the harm the Modifiers brought to the world.

In his previous life, he never really thought much when reading those bizarre doujinshi. Even if the plots inside were ssed up, he wouldn't dwell on them.

There was a saying: "No matter how wildly imaginative or unrealistic it is, if it helps you relieve yourself, then choose to believe it." That was exactly the logic.

It wasn't until this mont, when Yan Huan beca the target of an Avada Kedavra in these R-rated fantasies, that he finally realized all the things he used to read were actually horror movies.

Fortunately, he had not relieved himself a single ti in this life. No matter what, the sins accumulated from his previous life should have been wiped clean by now.

An.

At this mont, inside the hospital ward.

Yan Huan looked at An Le, whose face was still pale on the hospital bed, and asked out of concern.

It seed that because An Le's Modifier had swallowed Bai Yi's poisonous fragnt into its stomach for too long, An Le's condition ended up being much more severe than Ye Shiyu's and Bai Yi's.

Ye Shiyu's body was fine. However, after Ye Lan's "influence of love" just now, she had essentially beco "Prisoner Ye".

Even the one who ca up to get the dical report was just Ye Lan, who ntioned sothing about taking Ye Shiyu back ho for "bed rest."

Myau-chan sniffed the scent of Modifier Fragnts on Ye Lan. He guessed that the good beating Ye Shiyu just received had caused her paper-thin Hypnosis APP to drop so massive loot.

He could only say...

Serves her right.

Yan Huan offered this sharp critique, only stopping short of popping a bottle of champagne.

As for Bai Yi, it went without saying that nothing major was wrong with her. She was just bearing the side effects of using her Modifier.

Yan Huan even suspected that the side effects of her Modifier were not actually that severe, considering it was her first ti using it.

Given the Modifiers' nature of tempting their hosts to use them continuously, if the side effects were massive from the very beginning, it would be detrintal to their evolution.

Yan Huan felt it was purely because Bai Yi was too cowardly and afraid, causing her to subjectively magnify the effects of the side effects.

Anyway, Bai Yi was fine now. Instead, it was Zuo Jiangqin who had an issue. Right now, Bai Yi was cursing under her breath while taking her mother to the first floor to register for an examination.

However, Yan Huan estimated that there shouldn't be anything physically wrong with her; she might just need an appointnt with the psychiatric departnt.

Because of this, the only person left in the hospital ward who was truly physically unwell was An Le.

"Yeah, the doctor said I still have a fever and can't be discharged yet... However, I actually feel much better than before."

Hearing Yan Huan's concern, An Le pursed her lips and hurriedly explained.

Even though she was inwardly overjoyed by Yan Huan's concern, she could not bring herself to pretend and exaggerate her condition to keep his attention like Bai Yi did.

On the contrary, she worried she would continue to cause trouble for Yan Huan, so she forced herself to add a comforting remark.

Setting aside whether Yan Huan read An Le's mind or not, Spencer, who was standing to the side, absolutely did not understand it at all.

She leaned closer to An Le, examined her carefully from head to toe, and said,

"How are you much better? Look at your face, it's so pale!"

"Ugh..."

An Le touched her pale face, unable to refute it. But An Le wasn't exactly lying either.

Earlier, while she went down for her check-up, she brought Little Finger along and made it throw up the fragnt it had swallowed.

Moreover, because Little Finger had previously lied to her about the fragnt causing a haunting, An Le dragged her uncomfortable body quite a distance out of the hospital to find a desolate place to throw the fragnt away.

This aggravated her physical discomfort, causing the doctor to shake his head repeatedly when she returned for the examination.

But fortunately, Little Finger had finally returned.

She glanced at the listless Little Finger on her shoulder, the corners of her lips curling up slightly.

An Le, who had never had friends before, had grown accustod to communicating with Little Finger in her mind and asking for its opinion ever since it appeared.

Not talking to Little Finger for a whole day made her feel extrely unaccustod to it.

Well, although Spencer was also her friend, in reality, the communication between the two of them was truly...

Limited.

It wasn't that An Le didn't want to, but mainly that it was very difficult to have any aningful conversations with Spencer.

An Le was a normal person, while Spencer was an idiot. If they weren't talking about serious matters, their thought processes simply couldn't connect.

In other words, anyone who could keep up with Spencer's train of thought and communicate normally with her all the ti was probably a divine person.

"By the way, Spencer, this weekend is the finals of the Club War..."

"Huh?"

"And, there will be a lot of team events in the Club War, so it's best to practice our coordination a bit more."

As she spoke, An Le suddenly rembered sothing. She turned her head, picked up her phone, opened Plane, and forwarded a Word docunt to Spencer.

"These are so training thods I put together last night after looking up so information. I don't know if they'll be effective, but you can try them with the others later."

After sending the file, An Le looked at Spencer with a bit of guilt and apologized,

"I'm sorry, Spencer. I'm sick, so I might not be able to participate directly in the finals. But my stamina is poor anyway, so even if I went, I'd probably just be holding you back..."

Spencer glanced at her phone and saved the file,

"It's fine! You've already helped

a lot. As for the finals... I have confidence we'll win!"

"R-really?"

Hearing Spencer's confident voice, An Le couldn't help but feel happy too.

Mainly, she genuinely wanted Spencer to win the Club War.

She didn't want Spencer to leave.

Only Yan Huan, who heard this from the side, helplessly glanced at Spencer, who was smiling confidently with her hands on her hips. He silently complained in his heart,

'Listen to her brag. If she really has confidence in beating Owen, then why does she still co to school bright and early every day to practice running?'

However, as she smiled, Spencer suddenly rembered sothing. She rubbed her chin in distress and said,

"Wait a minute, if you're sick, not only can you not participate in the Club War, doesn't that an you can't go with us on Friday either?"

"Ah? Go where?"

"Universal Studios!"

Spencer took out VIP tickets to Universal Studios from her pocket and handed one to An Le.

An Le took it and looked at it, giving a helpless smile,

"I'm sorry. It's my fault for getting sick at a ti like this, otherwise I should have been able to go with you..."

Hearing An Le say this, the wilted Little Finger next to her seed to sniff an unusual hint of NTR.

It weakly lifted its tongue and flicked it.

Squinting its eyes to evaluate the golden couple sitting next to them, it chewed over the words just spoken and couldn't help but ask in surprise and doubt,

"Wait, wait, wait, what do you an 'can't go with us'... Who exactly is 'us'?"

Hearing this, An Le blinked and explained in her mind,

"It must be the other classmates from the Doujinshi Society and Teacher Lin who is supervising us. Who else could it be?"

"..."

Hearing An Le say that, it didn't seem like there was anything wrong.

But for so reason, Little Finger just felt sothing was weird, yet it couldn't quite articulate what it was.

For example, Little Finger felt it was incredibly incongruous for Yan Huan and Spencer, two people who were usually at each other's throats, to be sitting so quietly together right now.

If it had to find a reason, it could be argued that they just ca together on the way.

But why did Little Finger still feel so suspicious? Why was there a faint scent of NTR?

"..."

Little Finger fell silent, half-believing and half-doubting. On the other hand, An Le, not a bit of a killjoy, said brightly,

"That's perfect. Going out to play together before the finals can also deepen your bonds. That way, coordinating during the finals will be much smoother..."

An Le was still considering things for Spencer's Club War.

She couldn't help but daydream in her mind: 'Once Spencer gets through this Club War and avoids being expelled, she'll help

pursue Xiao Huan.'

'By then, my one and only friend won't have left, and with her help, I can launch an offensive on Xiao Huan.'

'It's a total win-win!'

An Le giggled foolishly, but because her body was still unwell, her laughter was interrupted by a sneeze.

"Achoo!"

Sensing An Le's hopes, Spencer suddenly felt a guilty conscience creeping up on her.

Whether it was winning the Club War to stay at Far Moon Academy, or helping her pursue Yan Huan...

In every aspect, she felt guilty.

"..."

After double-checking that An Le's condition was fine, Yan Huan planned to leave.

"Well, An Le, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"Ah, okay, Xiao Huan."

"Take care of yourself then. I'll co visit you again after the Club War is over."

"By that ti... I should be fully recovered, right?"

"That would be even better. We'll see each other at school then."

"Mm, okay..."

An Le's small face flushed slightly as she watched Yan Huan smile and stand up, smoothing out his clothes.

Every ti she got close to Yan Huan, An Le could always notice the differences between him now and when they were kids.

When they were little, the differences between boys and girls weren't huge; they were about the sa height.

But after reaching university, she didn't even know how much taller Yan Huan was compared to her.

She also didn't know how his body had developed...

Thinking this, An Le couldn't help but secretly peek at Yan Huan's body hidden beneath his clothes.

In her mind, she silently compared it to the deeply engraved mories of their childhood. When they were little, because she was very curious about the differences between boys and girls, An Le had secretly peeked at his body while Yan Huan was sleeping.

Even now, she still had a profound mory of that scene.

It was also from that mont that she opened the door to a whole new world, subsequently spiraling out of control to beco a veteran driver and a master of doujinshi.

"Then... I'll get going too, alright?"

Spencer felt uncomfortable everywhere in the hospital. Seeing Yan Huan get up, she originally wanted to stay with An Le a little longer.

But perhaps because of her guilty conscience, she didn't know how to face An Le either, so she also decided to leave.

"..."

On the bed, Little Finger glanced at the two people standing up at the sa ti. The scent of beef jerky—a strong whiff of NTR—at the tip of its nose grew increasingly obvious, prompting it to warn her,

"What exactly is going on with those two? Why have they felt so weird ever since the preliminary rounds of the Club War..."

"It's just an illusion, Little Finger."

In her heart, An Le also felt a strange sensation, but when she looked down at the Universal Studios ticket Spencer had left in her hand, An Le felt she was just overthinking.

She believed Spencer would help her and wouldn't do anything to betray her.

After all, they were each other's only friends in the entire school.

So she also had to work hard to help Spencer win the Club War and stay in school!

Thinking this, she blew her nose, picked up her phone again, and began reading the event details for the Club War finals.

"Ding~"

The elevator doors opened. Yan Huan stepped inside first, and Spencer hurried in right behind him, as if so invisible monster outside was chasing her.

Yan Huan was actually in a rush to leave for a very important reason: Fragnts.

Ye Shiyu had dropped a fragnt when she was taught a lesson by Ye Lan, and An Le had just gone out to throw away the fragnt Bai Yi dropped earlier.

That ant there were currently two juicy fragnts waiting for Yan Huan outside the hospital.

"Heh heh."

Thinking about the two unwanted fragnts outside, Yan Huan's expression couldn't help but lighten up.

Behind him, Spencer evaluated the swaggering peacock in front of her. She blinked and suddenly asked,

"...You hate Ye Shiyu so much, so why do you still interact with her? Don't tell

it's for that pig auntie?"

"That's Aunt Ye. Get her na right, OK?"

"..."

Turning his head to examine Spencer's deanor today, Yan Huan didn't answer the question but countered with one of his own,

"What about you? Why are you so afraid of the hospital?"

"I..."

Hearing this, Spencer's body trembled slightly. Her gaze subconsciously darted to the word "Neurology" on the elevator wall.

Hesitating for a mont, she curled her lips and muttered,

"It's none of your business..."

"Right, right, none of my business."

Yan Huan wasn't annoyed at being rebuffed. He was in a good mood today, and besides, Spencer had been restrained and quiet all day.

However, Spencer, watching him from behind, thought he was angry because she refused to tell him.

She opened her mouth, just about to add a word of explanation.

But then she belatedly realized that she had clearly asked him a question first, and he hadn't given her an answer either.

Thinking of this, she said huffily,

"You didn't even answer when I asked you just now, so why should I tell you when you ask ? It's not fair. Tell

first, and then I'll tell you!"

As the elevator descended, Myau-chan seed to catch the scent of the Modifier Fragnts outside, standing on Yan Huan's shoulder and sniffing around.

"No, you tell

first, and then I'll tell you."

"...I clearly asked you first, so you should speak first."

"You asked

two questions, and I only asked you one. Trading two for one ans I suffer a loss, so shouldn't you go first?"

"...Hah?!"

Spencer opened her mouth, counting on her fingers.

It seed that was true, but sothing also felt a bit off?

"..."

After thinking for several seconds, Spencer finally realized sothing with hindsight and hurriedly said,

"Wait, no! If you just answer the first 'why', the second question is automatically solved too! It's the sa question!!"

Hearing her finally figure it out, Yan Huan couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.

"Yeah, you finally realized it."

"You're ssing with ?!"

At this mont, finally realizing that Yan Huan was teasing her, Spencer was about to explode again.

But before she could blow her top, Yan Huan had already turned around with a smile and looked at her, answering,

"Did you know, sotis when people make choices, they are more afraid of losing sothing than they are eager to gain sothing."

"...I didn't know."

Yan Huan revealed a speechless expression. But truth be told, he still admired her honesty.

"It's good that you don't know. It would be nice if everyone could be as carefree as you."

"Hmph, that's because I'm honest with myself!"

Spencer snorted lightly. Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly stunned. Then, he smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Ding~"

At this mont, the elevator arrived at the first floor.

The doors opened, and Spencer glanced at Yan Huan's back view.

He had just given her his answer, so shouldn't it be her turn to give Yan Huan her answer now?

"..."

Spencer pursed her lips, mulling over her words.

But with her barren brain, even after pondering for a long ti, she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Yan Huan took a look at her, then turned his head to glance at Myau-chan on his shoulder.

"Yan Huan, Bai Yi's fragnt is over there, and then... there's also a piece of Ye Shiyu's fragnt in the parking lot..."

"..."

Remaining silent for a second and not getting her to open up about why she was so afraid of the hospital, Yan Huan did not press the issue further. He simply said,

"Alright, let's call it a day. I'll be heading out first. Bye."

"..."

Actually, at this very mont, she had finally thought of her opening words.

But Yan Huan couldn't wait to take Myau-chan to pick up the "fragnts he thought no one wanted." He waved at her and rushed out toward the parking lot outside with Myau-chan without looking back.

Behind him, Spencer blinked, watching his figure run out of the hospital as she stayed rooted to the spot.

"..."

After a long ti, she turned her head and glanced back at the hospital behind her.

"Eek..."

She shrank her body back in fear, hurriedly touching her hair as if to confirm it was still there.

Then, without daring to take another look, she dashed toward the door without looking back.

"..."

All in all...

Ye Shiyu was suppressed by Ye Lan once again: GG.

Bai Yi got backstabbed by her own mother, Zuo Jiangqin: Loss.

An Le needed to stay in the hospital temporarily due to her health and couldn't participate in the Club War finals: Halfti break.

Sakuramiya Hitomi...

Temporarily, "No such person found."

Yan Huan and Myau-chan harvested Bai Yi's Fragnt x1 and Ye Shiyu's Massive Fragnt x1. The human and his little glutton cat feasted to their hearts' content.

With these two fragnts, Myau-chan's Modifier would finally be able to evolve one more ti on Sunday.

Therefore, the victor of Tuesday's battle was Yan Huan.

The dark clouds of Tuesday had passed. Over the next few days, Yan Huan, having once again dealt with the major headache that was Ye Shiyu, was in a much better mood.

He had felt the sa way before, although it wasn't long until Sakuramiya Hitomi took up Ye Shiyu's mantle and dealt him a heavy blow to the head.

Since then, Yan Huan felt he was a boy who could no longer smile.

It reached the point where now, after his ntal fortitude had collapsed so entirely that there was nothing left to break, even stacking a single building block made him want to cut a ribbon and cheer.

This perfectly described Yan Huan's current mindset.

Because ever since he and the quiet Spencer had joined forces to heavily damage Ye Shiyu on Tuesday, he had actually started to harbor so unrealistic expectations about their trip to Universal Studios.

Holding onto these faint expectations, three days quickly passed by.

Friday arrived in the blink of an eye.