"Hey, hey, Eva, did you really do... that... with Chen the day before yesterday?"
"Yeah... We... we went all the way. He initiated it, of course. After all, we have been dating for so long now."
Tokyo, Haneda International Airport.
Whenever young people of the sa age gathered, they would always chatter endlessly, possessing an infinite number of topics to discuss.
The boys huddled together, comparing who had scored the cheapest second-hand Gundam models from their hunts across Osaka and Tokyo.
anwhile, the girls giggled as they packed away the costics they had purchased at the duty-free shops, taking the opportunity to mock the terrible lunch they had eaten earlier.
In Class C, a few of the more conservative girls blushed slightly. They looked with a mix of shyness and deep curiosity at the girl who had already tasted the forbidden fruit, watching as the blonde, blue-eyed beauty shared her experiences.
"Boys really are always thinking about that kind of thing, huh..."
"I-I suppose you cannot generalize it completely like that."
The girl gripped her water cup, lowering her head in embarrassnt. She glanced around before shyly admitting,
"Actually... I have found myself craving more after getting a taste of it. Lately, I have been constantly thinking about our next date."
"Oh my, you are so perverted!"
The other girls flashed knowing smiles and playfully pinched their companion's waist.
They did not expect her to be so startled in her flustered state. Her grip loosened, and the cup slipped from her hands, tumbling to the floor.
"Clatter-clatter"
The cup rolled across the ground before finally being gently caught by a pale, delicate hand.
The girls hastily looked over, only to see a young woman with her hair tied back in a low Korean-style ponytail. She wore a light green dress that perfectly accentuated her lovely figure.
The girl nad An Le offered a timid smile as she picked up the cup and handed it back to them.
"Ah, thank you."
"You are welco. Just be a little more careful," she replied softly.
In the past, this outcast of the class would have imdiately lowered her head and averted her gaze the mont soone made eye contact with her.
Let alone offering them such a kind and gentle reminder like she just did.
'Was An Le always like this?'
Standing before An Le, the girls looked like stunned greenhorns as they blankly took the water cup and sat back down in their seats.
But even after sitting down, they could not help but turn their heads to steal secret glances at her.
They watched as she gently brushed her ponytail over her shoulder. They watched as she turned her head to gaze at the scenery outside, the sunlight illuminating her smiling side profile.
"Wait, is this real?"
However, her radiant appearance was not only noticed by the few girls from her class, but also by Ye Shiyu and Bai Yi, who were waiting for their flight nearby.
The two of them stood together, equally shocked by the sight.
Looking at the contented and seemingly glowing An Le, it felt as if they had just taken a flashbang straight to the face.
'Is this really still An Le?'
'Where did that gloomy female ghost with the hollow eyes who only knew how to play with tentacles go?'
'How did she evolve into the Virgin Mary?'
'What on earth could nourish a person to this extent?!'
"..."
Bai Yi was so utterly shocked that her jaw practically dropped to the floor, while Ye Shiyu was straight-up...
Speechless.
Aside from talents and appearance, all of Ye Shiyu's attributes were higher than Bai Yi's. Because of this, she could glean much more information from a single glance than the young artist could.
For so reason, in her eyes, An Le seed to exude a certain kind of...
Natural composure that burst forth from deep, genuine satisfaction.
'She looks just like a newlywed wife.'
'Wait, An Le t up with Xiao Huan last night?'
'Just what exactly did Xiao Huan do with her?'
"..."
The more she thought about it, the more wrong it felt. Ye Shiyu's vision suddenly swam as a wave of dizziness washed over her, and she nearly toppled backward.
"Thump"
Right as she swayed, she felt soone firmly support her back.
She opened her eyes and turned her head, only to be t with Bai Yi's breathtakingly beautiful face just inches away. The idol puffed out her cheeks angrily and said,
"Last night... An Le must have used her Ability to kiss Yan Huan last night too!"
"..."
For so reason, seeing Bai Yi made the already miserable Ye Shiyu feel even more dizzy and sick.
Taking a sharp breath, she peacefully closed her eyes.
"Ding-dong"
"Flight XIE1087 to Linn is now boarding..."
"Buzz"
Right at that mont, Yan Huan, who was boarding the plane with the rest of the Student Council, felt a sudden stir in his mind.
'Hm?'
He lowered his gaze and saw that the illusory adult film poster had automatically floated in front of his eyes once again.
Only this ti, for so unknown reason, the original title and artwork on the poster looked as if they were on fire.
A few seconds later, the contents completely refreshed.
It instantly changed from "Hypnosis Corruption: My Exclusive Sworn Younger Brother" to "Delusional Hypnosis, Evil Corruption, and Discipline: Thoroughly Dyeing My Disobedient Sworn Younger Brother in My Colors".
Even the original artwork, which hadn't been too hardcore, shifted and morphed into sothing far more explicit and obscene.
"Huh?"
Staring at the sudden change in the poster, Yan Huan blinked, seemingly realizing sothing.
He turned his head to look at the back of the line. Ye Shiyu was following along chanically with an expressionless face, while a sulking Bai Yi trailed right behind her.
'What is wrong with Ye Shiyu now?'
'Never mind. The poster is much more important right now.'
'Could this poster be reflecting Ye Shiyu's emotional state?'
'No, it should not be as simple as just her emotions...'
With that thought in mind, Yan Huan turned back around and pinched his chin in deep contemplation.
First of all, although both scenarios seed like things Ye Shiyu would do, whether judging by the title or the imagery, the situation had clearly deteriorated.
If there was a trend toward corruption and explicit extres, then there inevitably had to be a trend toward the positive and pure as well.
This thing was not just a movie poster; it was more like Ye Shiyu's personal baroter!
[Currently Added Tags: Hypnosis, Delusion, Evil Corruption, Discipline]
[Current Overall Alignnt: Incomplete Chaotic Evil]
[She recklessly tramples upon order with her Modifier, making no effort to conceal her Desires... But it is still not too late to change everything.]
[Deep within her heart, there remains an unshakable bastion she fiercely protects.]
The mont this thought popped into Yan Huan's head, the text on the poster seed to co alive.
"I understand now..."
This poster primarily reflected two directions.
When Ye Shiyu leaned more toward using her Modifier to tamper with the world, fantasy tags like 'Hypnosis' would increase.
When Ye Shiyu leaned toward wantonly satisfying her Desires, negative tags like 'Evil Corruption' would increase.
And conversely...
Yan Huan looked below those tags. There were countless grayed-out, unlocked tags.
'Pure Love', 'Family Affection', 'Wholeso'...
All these positive tags for the adult film were the exact directions Yan Huan needed to guide her toward improvent.
"President, is sothing wrong?"
At that mont, Sakuramiya Hitomi's gentle voice wafted over, drawing Yan Huan's attention.
With a re thought, he dismissed the poster and smiled warmly at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was dressed in a bohemian slip dress paired with a knit cardigan.
"Sakuramiya, you ca back just in ti. We are about to board."
"Yes, I sped up as soon as I heard the announcent."
Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled elegantly. However, just as she finished speaking, an evil chuckle suddenly echoed from behind her.
"Hehehe, Sakuramiya... I finally caught you!"
"Eh?"
Sakuramiya Hitomi froze for a mont. In the very next second, her petite fra was scooped into a tight hug by Yurianna, who began affectionately rubbing her cheek against hers.
"Honestly! This was supposed to be a School Trip, yet you and the President ditched everyone to go play on your own. I missed you two so much I thought I was going to die!"
Although the trapped Sakuramiya Hitomi looked powerless to resist, she did not show her usual expression of disgust. Instead, she simply smiled.
"I missed you too, Yurianna."
"Whoa, really?!"
Yurianna's eyes lit up brightly. However, just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt sothing unusual.
She reached out to confirm her suspicions, then leaned in close to Sakuramiya Hitomi's ear, whispering in confusion,
"Wait, Vice President Sakuramiya... Why does it feel like you have gotten a little bigger?"
Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi shyly glanced down at the hands currently enveloping her chest. She gently pushed Yurianna away and offered a noncommittal response.
"Um... It must be a secondary growth spurt, right?"
"Eh? You can still have a secondary growth spurt at this age?"
"Of course."
Yurianna blinked but quickly dismissed the thought. She cheerfully hugged Sakuramiya Hitomi again, snuggling into her even tighter.
"That makes sense. Hehe, hugging you feels so much softer now!"
"Oh, honestly, Yurianna..."
Standing nearby with his arms crossed, Yan Huan watched the close interaction between Sakuramiya Hitomi and Yurianna and could not help but chuckle.
'This is the kind of life university students are supposed to live...'
"Farewell, Tokyo. I will miss you..."
Beside him, Yabashi Ki was laden with bags of assorted rchandise and collectible figures. He stared out at the Tokyo skyline, exuding a profound aura of tragic lancholy.
The main reason for his sorrow was that one of his prized pieces of rchandise had failed to pass security and had been confiscated.
He was probably the only one who was actually going to miss this place.
Lately, Yan Huan had been running himself ragged every single day, tornted endlessly by the Modifiers. He had thoroughly had enough.
He just wanted to hurry up and return to Linn.
"Let's go, Yabashi. Stop dwelling on it."
Yan Huan patted him on the shoulder and dragged him toward the plane.
"We still have plenty of work waiting for us when we get back... The Spring Culture Festival, the end of term exams, and the High Table Dinner... Sigh. Just thinking about it gives
a headache."
"Ah, President, but those are all events ant for you normies..."
"Why are you bringing up 'normies' again? Weren't you really looking forward to all this at the start of the sester?"
"Heh..."
Following behind Yan Huan, Yabashi Ki adjusted his spectacles. Like a monk chanting sutras, he began venting his deep resentnt toward the beautiful world of the socially fulfilled,
"It is clearly all the school's fault! Schools should just stick to making students study, take exams, and advance to the next grade!
"Instead of organizing things like the Spring Culture Festival! They use class activities as an excuse, but in reality, it is just a playground for couples to bond, et each other's parents, and secretly vow to spend their lives together!
"And then there is the High Table Dinner after the end of the term. Hey, hey, hey! Is that not supposed to be an academic exchange salon? Why does it have a 'Flower Presentation Dance Invitation' tradition?!"
Yabashi Ki's eyes were bloodshot. Evidently, after spending the entire School Trip watching countless couples pair off, he had beco thoroughly corrupted by resentnt.
"Damn it! Do they ever consider the feelings of us NPCs when organizing such romantic and glamorous events? Are NPCs not human too?!"
"..."
Yan Huan stared at the incredibly cynical Yabashi Ki. After a mont of silence, he suddenly spoke up.
"Did I not promise to gift you a set of Moon Sheep Studio rchandise earlier? I bought it. It is in my luggage. I will give it to you after we get off the plane."
Upon hearing those words, Yabashi Ki—whose eyes had practically been weeping blood—was instantly purified. He grinned radiantly as he followed right behind Yan Huan.
"Events are wonderful! We absolutely must host these events! As a mber of the Student Council, it is my inescapable duty!"
"Heh."
"Understood, Boss. Their plane is about to land..."
"Yes, we will bring Yan Huan and the Eldest Miss back imdiately."
Linn, North Sea District, Shisu International Airport.
Inside the "International Arrivals" hall, several n and won dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses were conversing with soone through their Bluetooth earbuds.
Their sharp gazes remained fixed on the flight information displayed on the large screen. As soon as they saw the baggage claim indicator light up, they took the initiative and moved to the very front of the waiting crowd.
"Everyone, we will dismiss here at the airport! If your parents are not coming to pick you up, please follow the teachers. The school has arranged school buses heading to the various districts for you!"
"Understood!"
Suitcase in hand, Yan Huan bid farewell to Sakuramiya Hitomi, Yurianna, and Ashley, all of whom had rides waiting for them.
He debated whether he should leave with Ye Shiyu to pay Aunt Ye a visit, head straight back to the South Ward with Yabashi Ki, or...
His thoughts shifted, and his gaze subconsciously darted toward the line of students waiting for the school bus.
Instinctively, he found himself searching for An Le's figure.
But a second later, before he could spot her, he felt a heavy hand press down on his shoulder.
"Mr. Yan, we must trouble you to co with us."
His pupils contracted, and he instinctively prepared to fight back.
However, from the corner of his eye, he spotted the 'Golden Lion Group' insignia pinned to the chests of the two n in black standing behind him.
"Yan Huan, over here!"
He froze slightly, then lifted his gaze to look past them.
With her head of blonde hair, Spencer was waving at him like an eager little lion cub.
"..."
He raised an eyebrow, instantly understanding their purpose.
Relaxing his posture, he offered the n in black a faint smile.
"Alright. Let's go."
Kyogo Ward, the resplendent Golden Lion Mansion, sowhere on an upper floor.
With his arms crossed, Yan Huan sat in the corridor. Through the transparent glass walls of the room in front of him, he watched Spencer put down her water-based pen and heave a massive sigh of relief.
"There, I finished writing."
Opposite her, the woman nad Heather adjusted her monocle and accepted the exam paper handed to her.
Soon after, the door opened, and Spencer dashed out with boundless enthusiasm.
"I'm finally done testing, Yan Huan!"
"Yes. You worked hard, Aruiya."
"Hehe!"
Yan Huan watched as Spencer happily plopped down beside him, swinging her legs back and forth, looking incredibly pleased with herself.
Suddenly, however, he felt a gaze so intense it was practically tangible.
Yan Huan blinked and looked up to see Heather slowly walking toward him.
She narrowed her eyes, thoroughly assessing him.
After a long silence, she finally handed over the exam paper Spencer had just completed and spoke,
"Take a look at this. It is her essay and Reading paper. What do you think?"
"Alright."
Yan Huan took the graded paper. The score was not written on it, so she must have recorded it separately.
Scanning it from top to bottom, Yan Huan's eyes lit up slightly. He did not hold back his praise as he said,
"Not bad at all. You have definitely improved, Aruiya!"
Hearing Yan Huan praise her, Spencer rubbed the back of her head in a rare display of bashfulness.
"Hehe, it's not that good, not that good..."
Despite her modest act, her legs swinging over the edge of the chair were kicking faster and faster. She was obviously relishing the complint.
"Nonsense, it is genuinely excellent."
"Hehe... Really? Actually, I think so too!"
Sitting on the bench, the two youngsters made quite the picture—one smiling as he handed out complints, the other grinning foolishly and nodding along, looking incredibly harmonious and joyous.
Standing before them, Heather's face darkened, and the blue veins throbbing on her forehead steadily multiplied.
"Ahem!"
She adjusted her monocle, coughing lightly to interrupt Yan Huan and Spencer.
Then, her hands trembling slightly, she handed a report card over to Yan Huan.
"These are the grades the teachers ca up with."
"Oh?"
Yan Huan accepted the report card. Aside from the Science exam she had just taken, the grades for the other subjects were already finalized.
"Essay... 41 points. Reading... 34 points. Mathematics... 16 points."
The maximum score for each was 100.
Yan Huan stared at the scores, blinking repeatedly. He then looked up at Heather, who was practically radiating a dark aura, and could not help but say awkwardly,
"Well, mainly, I couldn't even read Spencer's handwriting before. The fact that I can actually read it now is a pretty massive improvent, right?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"And look, she has developed good reading habits. She even underlines what the question is actually asking, unlike before when she didn't even know what she was being tested on."
"Exactly, exactly!"
Heather stared at Yan Huan and Spencer, almost laughing from sheer anger.
One was clearly demonstrating that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder', finding rit in absolutely everything. The other was acting the dutiful wife following her husband's lead, behaving like a broken record that rely echoed his words.
In the very next second, she snatched the exam paper right out of Yan Huan's hands and said coldly,
"Of course I understand that the Eldest Miss has made so progress. After all, her previous total score was a re 66 points, and now just two subjects combined surpass that.
"However, according to my knowledge, during your ti in Sakura Country, Mr. Yan seed to think the Study Group was not particularly important?"
When that was brought up, Yan Huan could not help but feel a sudden pang of guilt.
Truth be told, she was absolutely right.
Across the entire ten-day trip, it was debatable whether he had dedicated even a single full day to the Study Group.
So, everything had essentially relied on Spencer doing self-study.
'But you really cannot bla
for that...'
'Let alone Sakura Country, the entire world almost exploded.'
'I was off saving the world, for heaven's sake!'
Unfortunately, he could not say that out loud. He was forced to suffer in silence like a mute eating bitter lon.
Thinking up to this point, Yan Huan nodded helplessly.
"Yes. My apologies."
"..."
Heather narrowed her eyes, studying Yan Huan intently. Then, she sighed and reminded him,
"While the Eldest Miss has indeed improved, and ten days cannot prove much... I must remind you that the end of term is only a little over a month away."
At the ntion of the "end of term," Yan Huan's expression naturally grew more serious.
"Ah, I know. By the end of term, Aruiya cannot fail a single subject, otherwise she will still face expulsion."
"It is good that you know, Mr. Yan."
Heather neatly collected the test papers one by one. She pushed her glasses up and suddenly rembered sothing else.
"By the way, Chairman Spencer also tasked
with another matter..."
"Another matter?"
"Yes. That Doujinshi Society... you helped the Eldest Miss establish it, correct?"
Yan Huan nodded, subconsciously affirming,
"That is correct."
Bringing this up caused Heather to grit her teeth.
"To base a club on such an obscene the... just what are you trying to accomplish? Hmm? Are you trying to corrupt the Eldest Miss?!"
"??"
Hearing this, Yan Huan pointed at himself in pure innocence.
"Wait, ?"
"Did you not establish it?"
"I did, but I wasn't the one who chose the the! She picked it herself!"
"The Eldest Miss?"
Frowning, Heather turned her head to look at Spencer, only to see the girl staring back with wide, terrified eyes.
In the very next second, Spencer frantically shook her head in pure panic and darted behind Yan Huan's back. She looked utterly adorable, hiding like a child terrified of being caught and severely scolded by her mother.
"..."
"..."
Yan Huan finally realized that Spencer, this little dummy, had actually learned how to be clever.
She was not very good at lying, nor did she enjoy doing it. So, whenever she found herself in this kind of situation, she would simply shut her mouth and hide behind his back.
"Regardless, the Eldest Miss is strictly forbidden from running such an obscene club!"
Seeing this, Heather could not help but sigh. However, she still issued her final directive,
"Mr. Yan, you are also a mber of the Doujinshi Society, so I am leaving this in your hands!
"Under the absolute condition that the club is not disbanded, you must change its the!"
Uh...
But the problem was that An Le had just quit the club. The Doujinshi Society couldn't even et the minimum mber requirent anymore and was already on the verge of disbandnt!
However...
Then again, Yan Huan turned his head to glance at Spencer cowering behind him, a thoughtful look forming in his eyes.
'Maybe this is an opportunity I can take advantage of?'
Taking a deep breath, he turned back to Heather and offered her a faint smile.
"Alright. Leave this matter to ."
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