Restricted Fantasy I Chapter 200: Dies in Comfort

"Gurgle~"

A second after Yan Huan scread 'Not good' in his heart, a tsunami of pleasure surged into his mind through the fingers An Le used to touch him.

That sensation eroded Yan Huan's rationality like a gangrenous sore, causing his eyes to tremble slightly and roll back.

But that feeling was not pain; it was endless, boundless pleasure.

He felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, wanting to abandon everything and focus solely on experiencing this boon.

Right at that mont, An Le gently cupped Yan Huan's blank face and murmured,

"Relax, Xiao Huan... Just leave everything to ..."

"Mmph..."

In the face of that mountainous towering pleasure, everything else seed to beco a burden.

The euphoria dragged Yan Huan's consciousness sinking down, making him narrow his eyes in pure comfort.

'Since it is not important, I should just abandon it all.'

'It seems... just staying comfortable like this forever would not be so bad?'

[Battle Defeat~]

[After letting go of everything and completely submitting to An Le, your first ti was taken by her.]

[The process of losing your virginity surpassed any pleasure you had ever imagined.]

[That pleasure made Yan Huan linger and forget to return, to the point where you could not help but constantly beg her for more.]

[And An Le gladly agreed every ti, ascending to euphoria with you.]

[Gradually, the pursuit of this sensation took the top priority in your brain.]

[Whether it was studying or interpersonal relationships, nothing was as important as doing such a joyful thing.]

[You wished you could stay with An Le for the rest of your life, but that was impossible. Both she and you had other things to attend to.]

[You could abandon your studies and future just to share monts of intimacy with her, and she was willing to do the sa for you.]

[But unlike you, who had no parents, her parents soon discovered your illicit affair and stopped the two of you from continuing to see each other.]

[Like a poison deprived of its antidote, the itching and tornt from your soul left you relying on self-relief to get through each day, but the pleasure generated that way could no longer satisfy you.]

[Without An Le, you turned your sights to other won, such as Sakuramiya Hitomi, Ye Shiyu, and Bai Yi, who still held out hope for you.]

[They thought that doing this would make you realize your errors and bring back the forr Student Council President.]

[Even Spencer, who trusted you one hundred percent, was deceived and lured into your grasp due to your selfish desires.]

[Little did they know, you, addicted to pleasure, were no longer Yan Huan.]

[You rely treated them as substitutes, attempting to fill the emptiness of An Le's absence through these acts with others.]

[Yet even so, the satisfaction gained from doing such things with others did not even amount to a fraction of what you felt with An Le.]

[Unfortunately, An Le happened to discover this.]

[From that day on, the won associated with you vanished inexplicably, and only An Le returned to your life.]

[She was obedient to you in all other matters, even proactively giving you what you did not ask for.]

[Only this matter completely enraged her, prompting her to exact punishnt upon you.]

[She wanted to thoroughly satiate you, leaving you with no ti to think of other avenues for satisfaction.]

[And this was exactly what you wanted—to obtain pleasure ti and ti again, until you had completely exhausted all the pleasure in the world.]

[However, the human body always has its limits.]

[Before reaching that so-called ultimate peak, your pathetic body had long since beco completely drained and withered, to the point where even breathing beca a luxury.]

[You did not have a single drop left.]

[But at least, in the mont before you dried up completely, you were happy.]

[.]

[Battle Defeat CG Unlocked]

[Ending B: Dies in Comfort]

[Everyone in the world pursues pleasure, but a few madn attempt to exhaust all the pleasure in the world.]

[They do not know that the final threshold before ultimate ecstasy is called "Death".]

[GA OVER]

[Return to the save point?]

"Yan Huan, wake up!! Yan Huan!"

At this mont, inside the barrier, Yan Huan had just been gently laid flat on the ground by An Le.

Myau-chan anxiously perched beside the cheek of Yan Huan, whose expression was so blissed out he looked incapable of basic self-care, and frantically slapped his face with his paw pads.

Of course, such actions were utterly useless for dispelling the effects of An Le's Modifier.

But the next second, Yan Huan's previously rolled-back, unfocused pupils suddenly sharpened. It was as if so sort of failsafe chanism had been triggered, instantly restoring Yan Huan's rationality above the safety line.

"You... you are awake, ow, Yan Huan! I saved you, ow!!"

Hearing this, before the horror in his eyes could even fade, Yan Huan speechlessly scolded Myau-chan in his mind.

'Saved my ass! It was the effect of Ye Shiyu's Fragnt that triggered the Battle Defeat CG!'

"ow?!"

Having no ti to pay attention to the Useless Hachimi's look of disbelief, Yan Huan instantly donned his mask as he recalled the terrifying scenes from the Battle Defeat CG that felt as though they had just happened right in front of him.

Just as he had noted before, because Spencer had been far too cute lately, he had developed a lingering sense of being deeply imrsed in a romantic relationship.

Therefore, he had inevitably grown slack regarding the Modifier situation.

Especially since the one making a move this week was An Le, who possessed the aura of a childhood friend, leaving him completely clueless about his current predicant.

Everything that had happened this week served as a warning to Yan Huan:

She was no longer the little child he thought she was; she had grown up, matured, and beco a stranger.

She was a Modifier Host, and her desire for him could very well lead to his death.

And he, over the past week, had been kissed dizzy and infatuated by Spencer, even starting to fantasize that he had returned to daily life and could privately commit his life to her.

Harboring such complacent thoughts, he could not bla the Modifier for slapping him hard across the face.

Born in sorrow, dies in comfort...

Born in sorrow, dies in comfort...

Great, now he was really going to die by An Le!

At this mont, as Yan Huan learned his painful lesson, inside his Brain Command Center, several other mini Yan Huans stared at the Little Head Yan Huan sitting at the command console. They all rubbed their fists, blue veins bulging on their foreheads.

Gripping the brain's control crank, Little Head Yan Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Looking back at the several mini Yan Huans glaring like tigers as they constantly closed in on him, he could not help but give an embarrassed laugh,

"Taking a step back, I was also doing this so we could all shed our Chu Nan status. I had good intentions but did a bad thing; you cannot bla it all on ."

"..."

The several mini Yan Huans did not say a word. They simply watched the increasingly guilty-conscienced Little Head Yan Huan and sneered,

"Do you have any last words?"

"D-Don't hit the head, you will kill , and then w-we will be wilted for good..."

The mini Yan Huans nodded, then silently took off the brass knuckles from their hands.

Then, they sward him all at once,

"Get him! Everyone, attack together! It is all his fault for putting us in such danger! Beat him up ruthlessly!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

Yan Huan's Brain Command Center was in complete chaos and pandemonium, without a single Yan Huan taking charge.

But he did not need them; Yan Huan could analyze the current situation himself.

At this mont, his rationality had been restored.

But one must not forget that the Battle Defeat CG did not restore both body and mind to their peak states.

His body was still under the control of the pleasure, utterly devoid of strength.

In his palm, a ring materialized like a ghost, but the weight of that single ring felt like thousands of pounds, making it impossible for him to even lift his hand.

'No, this ring cannot be used right now. I need to think of another way out!'

'Otherwise, if I let An Le continue, it will not just be my Chu Nan virginity that I lose.'

"Smooch~"

Amidst his thoughts, An Le suddenly sat on top of him. Lowering her brows, she gently kissed him.

Although this dragonfly skimming the water touch triggered Kiss God, even more pleasure flooded in simultaneously, turning his boosted constitution right back into a spineless jelly.

'Not even a single chance to maneuver?!'

'Have I never won?!'

In order to avoid entering the ending of the Battle Defeat CG, Yan Huan's clear mind was already operating at maximum capacity.

"Xiao Huan, then I will begin... I have never actually done this before, I just have a lot of theoretical knowledge, so..."

Watching An Le sweep a lock of hair behind her head, Yan Huan instantly found inspiration.

Perfect Expression Managent, activate!

In this mont of crisis, he had no choice but to use this ability.

The next second, Yan Huan's expression instantly beca utterly flawless.

After hearing An Le's words, he subconsciously humd in agreent, but the very next second, he abruptly changed his tune,

"...No, An Le."

"No?"

An Le froze. Looking at Yan Huan rejecting her right before her eyes, her gaze could not help but dim.

'Yes, Vice President Sakuramiya was right. No matter what, I cannot compare to others.'

'And Xiao Huan does not see

that way at all.'

'Even if I disregard so-called family background, appearance, and talent, in Xiao Huan's eyes, I have absolutely no chance.'

'Even what I thought was helping Xiao Huan might just be Little Finger deceiving .'

"..."

"Crack, crack, crack~"

Thinking of this, her ntal state grew so unstable that the illusory sound of dropping fragnts actually emanated from her.

Little Finger imdiately let out a agonizing scream from the pain, hastily organizing its words to console An Le.

Even Yan Huan had not expected that a single refusal from him could almost cause An Le to drop fragnts.

'Could it be... it is just that simple?'

However, after a brief mont of gloom, as if unable to endure the mind in a ss within her head, her breathing gradually cald down.

'Everyone looks down on , everyone lies to , everyone betrays .'

'Now I also...'

'I do not want to care about anything anymore, nor do I want to think about anything else.'

'The only thing I am certain of right now is...'

'No matter what, I want Xiao Huan's first ti.'

"..."

In the silence devoid of any response, An Le rely muttered to herself as she reached out toward Yan Huan's collar,

"Why? Xiao Huan would clearly feel so good... Could it be that Xiao Huan, you do not see

as a mber of the opposite sex at all?"

'I knew it could not be resolved with just one sentence!'

Beneath his mask, Yan Huan's face instantly darkened.

But it was fine; he had never expected it to be solved that easily when he first spoke up.

He took a deep breath, feigning a hazy state controlled by pleasure, and imdiately denied it,

"Of course not!"

"Eh?"

Hearing this, An Le's outstretched hand imdiately halted in mid-air.

Yan Huan looked at An Le and spoke as if utterly infatuated,

"An Le, in my eyes, you are full of charm. I am not lying..."

"..."

At this mont, An Le, who had been brutally struck down by Sakuramiya Hitomi, was full of doubt about everything. She actually did not even believe the words of Yan Huan, who was under her Pleasure Manipulation. Clearly, after launching into an all-out battle with Sakuramiya Hitomi earlier, they had discussed other matters beyond just a bit of pre-fight trash talk.

But despite her doubts, sitting on top of Yan Huan, she suddenly felt sothing. Her pupils shrank slightly, and her face beca rosy.

The next second, she pursed her lips, looked at Yan Huan, and asked doubtfully,

"Then Xiao Huan, why..."

'Good, Little Head Yan Huan, I will credit you for this one!'

Yan Huan thanked the black and blue Little Head Yan Huan in his mind, then imdiately continued,

"Because the first ti is very precious, right?

"An Le, for such a precious thing, how could we have others watching? It is truly unseemly..."

Hearing this, An Le glanced at Miyake Fufu, who was still teaching on the podium, and Yabashi Ki, who was listening with relish.

Remaining silent for a second, her left eye turned into a snake's pupil as she told Yan Huan,

"Then I will have them take a temporary break so they will not disturb us, Xiao Huan..."

Seeing An Le looking so despondent and out of sorts today, displaying a stubborn deanor akin to Ye Shiyu's inflexibility, Yan Huan imdiately added,

"Moreover, aside from the bystanders, I do not want to do this kind of thing with you in an environnt like this, An Le."

Hearing this, An Le also had to take a look around at the continuously crumbling barrier.

After all, she was not Sakuramiya Hitomi. She could not conjure a soft bed scattered with rose petals here, nor could she light sweetly fragrant aromatherapy candles all around it.

Here, there was only the floor of the lecture hall, which had not been cleaned in who knew how long—dirty and hard.

'Xiao Huan is right...'

'Doing it just like this really is too much of a waste.'

Seeing An Le hesitate, Yan Huan planned to press his advantage and pursue victory.

But just as he was about to speak, An Le raised her eyes and asked him,

"Then Xiao Huan, when do you say we should do it?"

Yan Huan opened his mouth, deliberating for a mont, and then said,

"...How about we wait until after we are married for this sort of thing?"

"..."

Hearing this, An Le blinked, then instantly reached out to unbutton Yan Huan's clothes.

Beneath the mask, Yan Huan's expression turned to sheer panic, and he hastily changed the tiline,

"After high school graduation, how about that?"

"..."

"At the end of this sester!"

"..."

Watching as his shirt was completely unbuttoned by her, exposing his collarbones and chest muscles, Yan Huan truly could not hold back anymore and had no choice but to say,

"Before the end of the Sakura Country School Trip this ti!"

An Le, who initially showed no reaction at all, finally stopped her movents after hearing Yan Huan propose this deadline.

'The Sakura Country School Trip...'

'Yes, I heard we will be going to a very luxurious seaside hotel later.'

'I like the seaside the most.'

'Furthermore, inside a high-end hotel, every facility will definitely be fully equipped.'

'A foreign country, the seaside, a hotel...'

'Combining these three words, it sounds very romantic.'

'Plus, they will be departing for Sakura Country in just a few days, so the wait will not be too long.'

'It is just that, this promise was made while Xiao Huan was manipulated by pleasure. Once it ends, he might forget...'

"It is fine, you... did you forget that I can alter mories? I will preserve his promise, and he will believe he made it to you of his own free will, and he will not go back on his word!"

Just as An Le hesitated, the panting Little Finger, sporting wounds on its body, imdiately manifested and said this to her.

Of course, there was a reason why Little Finger, who usually wished An Le would execute Yan Huan on the spot, said such a thing.

Firstly, the battle with Sakuramiya Hitomi just now had been far too intense.

Both on the level of Modifiers and on a ntal level.

That Sakuramiya Hitomi seed to have only recently unlocked her cloning ability. Although three clones had already appeared, she did not even know how to divide the labor among them to manipulate the barrier.

She probably kept the clones stationed in different barriers normally.

Therefore, while it looked like a four-versus-one, it was actually a one-versus-two.

Cold Sakuramiya and Petite Sakuramiya were of no help, and Lazy Sakuramiya purely made things worse.

Even so, An Le only managed a narrow victory at the cost of a severed tentacle.

As for the ntal level, An Le suffered an absolute, crushing defeat.

Once the fight broke out, Cold Sakuramiya's offensive power was simply too strong.

With so many mouths on the other side, they completely out-trashtalked her.

They berated An Le so badly that it brought out her inferiority complex from her past life.

Look at her just now: a single rejection from Yan Huan made her ntal state so unstable that she almost dropped fragnts.

Yes, the bizarre part was that even though Little Finger could read a portion of An Le's thoughts, it still solely believed that An Le's current despondency was entirely due to Sakuramiya.

Thus, in order to prevent an intimate encounter under these circumstances from causing An Le regret or other uncertain factors afterward, it decided to play it safe for now.

It would not be too late to continue once An Le's emotions stabilized.

"..."

Listening to Little Finger's words, An Le looked up at it for a long ti before forcing a smile,

"Then, I am leaving it to you, Little Finger."

"Heh, minor issue. Look how close we are."

Little Finger flicked its tongue, then turned to look at the earnestly expressive Yan Huan in front of them,

"Perfect timing, too. That Sakuramiya Hitomi's fragile body is incredibly weak. Even if she was protected and managed to escape with her clones, I am afraid she does not have much energy left to maintain this barrier...

"This barrier will collapse very soon."

Sure enough, just as it spoke, the surrounding barrier imdiately began to show signs of instability.

Little Finger snorted coldly, looking at the three people still inside the barrier before opening its bloody maw to perform a mory modification,

"Hiss!!"

Behind it, An Le kept her eyes fixed on Little Finger as it acted, her mind calculating who knew what.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack!"

The sound of space shattering echoed. Sitting in his seat, Yan Huan abruptly opened his eyes and looked forward.

Miyake Fufu was still giving her lecture, and Yabashi Ki was sitting beside him, taking notes.

Seeing that Yan Huan was awake, he spoke up,

"President, I think Teacher Miyake is doing quite well. Look at these key points, they have all been covered."

"Ah..."

In the lecture hall at this mont, neither An Le nor Sakuramiya Hitomi were anywhere to be seen.

Hearing Yabashi Ki's words, Yan Huan clutched his slightly aching head, sensing the newly added mories.

In those mories, the recollection of Sakuramiya Hitomi attending the sex education trial lecture was entirely gone.

Aside from Yabashi Ki and Miyake Fufu, only An Le had co.

And just now, not only had he done so shaful things with An Le right here, but he had also made a promise with her:

He would do that kind of thing with her before the school trip.

If it were not for the fact that he still rembered what had truly transpired earlier, he probably would not have raised any objections to this mory.

Because this thought felt exactly like sothing his very lustful self would have co up with.

It felt completely natural and absolutely justified.

"...Ah, then it is settled. Let's have Teacher Miyake take charge of this section."

"Alright, I will talk to Teacher Miyake later. By the way, I will quickly submit the budget to the Student Affairs Office this afternoon."

"Sorry for the trouble."

Yan Huan nodded as he said this to Yabashi Ki.

But at this mont, Yan Huan, who had just narrowly escaped death, did not feel relaxed in the slightest. Instead, his expression was extrely solemn and serious.

Chewing over all the information he had perceived within the barrier just now, he grew increasingly aware of the severity of the current problem.

An Le had already evolved into a terrifying entity capable of instantly killing the other four Modifiers.

He had to go all out just to fight for a sliver of a chance at survival.

"..."

Thinking of this, Yan Huan rubbed the space between his eyebrows, thoroughly crushing into dust the tiny bit of fantasy he had developed about returning to a leisurely daily life because of Spencer.

He took a deep breath, dragging his heavy body—which had been tornted by pleasure—as he stood up. Then, he muttered helplessly to himself,

"Truly, born in sorrow...

"...dies in comfort."

"Bang!"

Dialing the ti back slightly to Kyogo Ward, at the Sakuramiya residence over ten kiloters away from Far Moon.

The bedroom door bizarrely swung open without any wind, yet what was revealed was not the corridor of the Western-style mansion, but several terrifying tentacles thrashing toward them.

"Gurgle!!"

Before the foul-slling tentacles could strike like lightning, Cold Sakuramiya gritted her teeth. Holding a continuously panting Sakuramiya Hitomi—whose entire body was drenched in sweat—she lunged fiercely into her boudoir,

"Slam!!"

The next second, the door slamd shut instantly, completely separating the two barriers.

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Sensing the firmly shut door behind her, Cold Sakuramiya sprawled on the ground, panting heavily. Only then did she gradually loosen her tight grip on Sakuramiya Hitomi.

"Are you and Hitomi alright?"

At this mont, Petite Sakuramiya also fluttered wretchedly onto Cold Sakuramiya's shoulder, asking with anxious concern.

Upon closer inspection, the tiny Western-style dress worn by the re thirty-centiter Petite Sakuramiya was actually in tatters, and her body was even covered in an unknown viscous liquid.

Hearing this, Cold Sakuramiya snorted coldly and said,

"I am fine, I just do not know if she is okay...

"It is all because of that newly split-off trash! If it were not for her..."

Just as her voice fell, Lazy Sakuramiya, equally covered in dust and gri, tumbled into the boudoir behind them,

"How can you say that? After all, it was thanks to my help that you managed to escape. Furthermore, I even helped sever one of her tentacles..."

"Tch!"

Inside the room, the atmosphere among the defeated Sakuramiya group quieted down for a second.

But the next second, a certain mysterious fluctuation began to emanate from Sakuramiya Hitomi's body as she lay prostrate on the ground.

"Buzz!"

That commotion attracted the curiosity of the other three clones, who could not help but gather around,

"This... what is happening to her?"

"I don't know."

Both Cold Sakuramiya and Petite Sakuramiya did not know the answer. Only Lazy Sakuramiya, who was yawning and lying on the ground scratching her behind, smiled and spoke up,

"Isn't this the exact sa fluctuation from when I was born?

"If you ask , we have yet another new sibling."

Hearing this, Cold Sakuramiya could not help but be shocked,

"Another one?! What if she is just like you, another traitorous piece of trash, we..."

"Well, well, calm down."

Looking at the angry Cold Sakuramiya, Lazy Sakuramiya hurriedly waved her hand. Then, she stretched comfortably and asked in return,

"Do not forget, whether it is you two or , we were all born based on the desires of our original body, Hitomi.

"Just as she split off Cold Sakuramiya in order to retrieve her past self—the one who was brilliant and highly aggressive—and her inner conscience resisted that past unscrupulous self, resulting in the birth of Petite Sakuramiya...

"I was born to combat Spencer, who possesses the 'betrayal' ability. By that logic, this one..."

Before Lazy Sakuramiya could finish, Cold Sakuramiya had an epiphany,

"Are you saying that this new Sakuramiya was born to deal with that An Le?"

"It is possible."

"..."

Cold Sakuramiya furrowed her brows. Just as she was about to speak, a peculiar mask fell from within the illusory fluctuations.

It was a crimson [True Snake] female Noh mask.