Restricted Fantasy I Chapter 289: Good, There Is Food to Eat!

"Smooch."

In less than a few seconds, Yan Huan had no choice but to reach out and support Bai Yi's waist.

Because he could feel that Bai Yi's body had gone soft from this kiss—which was quite sudden for both of them—and she was leaning into his arms as if she couldn't even stand properly.

Thus, he could only gently hold her waist.

The sensation under his hands was not like the legendary descriptions of being so slender that a single hand could wrap around it.

Instead, there was a certain firm yet soft fleshiness to it.

In fact, this feeling made it hard for Yan Huan to let go, prompting him to give it another gentle squeeze.

"Mmph..."

Bai Yi's shoulders trembled slightly as she opened her eyes reproachfully, their touching lips parting naturally in the process.

However, that reproach was not true bla; it felt more like she was acting coy.

Because after their lips briefly parted, she pursed her lips, tentatively turned her head, and rested her cheek against Yan Huan's chest.

Until her entire body was embracing Yan Huan.

"Thump. Thump. Thump."

Yan Huan's heartbeat had suddenly accelerated significantly because of her every movent.

Listening attentively to Yan Huan's heartbeat, she was completely oblivious to its sudden acceleration.

Because at this mont, her own heart was racing just as fast.

In the utter silence, aside from their mutual breathing, the space beside her ears was already occupied by the thunderous sound of her own beating heart.

"Bai Yi."

Feeling Bai Yi pressed tightly against him in his arms like a little cake, Yan Huan had the distinct urge to swallow her whole.

The muscles all over his body tightened bit by bit, which Bai Yi seed to notice.

But being pure and clumsy, she was like a foolish little deer in the forest, completely unaware that she had been targeted, only able to lift her eyes and look at the hunter.

"Ah?"

Her beautiful eyes, still holding a hint of dreamy tears, followed the sound to look at Yan Huan. However, before she could speak, she suddenly noticed sothing.

"Wait a second."

She stared blankly at Yan Huan's cheek, and in the next second, she stood on her tiptoes while still in his arms.

She imdiately reached out, her pale fingers touching his lips once again and wiping gently.

"You got a little bit of my lip glaze on your mouth."

She laughed with a slightly flushed face as she explained.

However, this action of hers completely ignited the command center of Yan Huan's brain. His expression darkened as he grabbed Bai Yi's wrist.

"Eek!"

This gave Bai Yi a fright, her eyes widening like a startled deer.

But facing Yan Huan, who was staring down at her with a darkened face, Bai Yi pursed her lips. Her gaze grew a bit dreamy once again, and as if she were drunk, she tilted her head back, got up on her toes...

...and took the initiative to kiss Yan Huan again.

"..."

It was as if only at this mont did she finally realize the profound wonder of kissing soone she loved.

So, this was sothing that could truly be intoxicating.

Well, because she had been way too nervous during their first kiss in Akihabara, she hadn't had the ti to properly feel it at all, too busy being thoroughly shell-shocked.

Now that she had reclaid this sensation, it was like a taste she couldn't get enough of.

Just what kind of bitter days had she been living before this?

She could not help but think this.

"Smooch."

After their lips parted, Bai Yi pursed her lips again. Leaning gently into Yan Huan's arms, she whispered,

"Now... can the two of us make up? Even if there is a problem, at least we can... talk about it, right?"

In reality, there was no problem at all.

She desperately wanted to believe it wasn't her fault at all, but Yan Huan's fault.

At this mont, the guilty conscience condemning Yan Huan made him feel uneasy, to the point where he could not bear to continue deceiving her and wanted to confess the whole truth.

For example, that he was not her music fan at all, and that helping her at the concert was solely to resolve the Modifier...

That what happened before wasn't a confession at all, but rather that she had arrived right when he was spying on Sakuramiya, and he had rely put on an act to cover it up, which in turn caused her so much internal strife and self-bla.

But could Yan Huan say that?

He didn't even need to guess. The mont those words left his mouth...

Tonight, the entire world would probably be subjected to a ti stop.

The Modifier would definitely explode!

"...I am sorry, Bai Yi. This is my fault."

Thinking like this, he didn't know whether it was because his sins were too heavy or because her actions had genuinely made his heart skip a beat.

Yan Huan gently reached out a hand, and as he felt her silky black hair drifting through his fingertips, he sincerely apologized to Bai Yi.

"Mmph..."

Hearing this, Bai Yi's face flushed slightly.

She pouted, looking at Yan Huan and subconsciously wanting to say, "It's fine."

But after thinking for a second, she puffed up her cheeks like a pufferfish, clenched her feminine fists, hitched up her shoulders, and entered a combat form, complaining with a fiercely adorable tone,

"Yes, it is your fault!"

"I took the initiative to co find you to make up, yet you still put on an act and continued the cold war... I had to muster so much courage to co to you!"

"I... I almost thought the two of us wouldn't make up, and that you would choose soone else to be your dance partner or sothing..."

As she spoke, she genuinely began to feel scared in retrospect.

She truly was utterly ignorant when it ca to romantic relationships.

The more it was one's first love, the more precious they treated the romance.

Viewing it as a once-in-a-lifeti life event, she was terrified that if she missed out on this romantic relationship, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Such thoughts would drive people to do many foolish things that outsiders would view as hopelessly love-struck.

But regarding this matter of a dance partner...

Yan Huan genuinely had a headache.

Extending his neck ant a knife, pulling his neck back also ant a knife. Wasn't this demanding his life?

"...Hmph!"

Thinking about this made Bai Yi increasingly angry. She indignantly raised her feminine fists, wanting to punch Yan Huan's chest a few tis.

"Knock, knock, knock."

But the next second, Bai Yi held her hand up in mid-air, staring blankly at Yan Huan's chest in confusion.

"Huh? I... How co you're making sounds before I even punched you?"

"...Because soone knocked on the door."

Yan Huan's expression darkened as he couldn't help but point this out.

"Eh?"

Bai Yi's small face instantly flushed bright red, seemingly realizing her own foolishness.

Yan Huan turned his head, pressing close to the door as he asked,

"Who is it?"

"Xiao Huan, Vice President Sakuramiya is here."

It was the sound of An Le calling out.

Behind him, the mont she heard An Le's soft and sweet voice, Bai Yi pouted and secretly made a face at the door from behind Yan Huan's back.

Even though she couldn't see anyone at all, it seed this was her way of declaring victory.

"Alright, we will be right there."

Yan Huan nodded. As he turned back around, Bai Yi's expression instantly returned to normal. She stood prettily with her hands behind her back, looking at Yan Huan with a stunningly beautiful face, smiling like a flower.

He smiled helplessly and offered Bai Yi a sincere apology,

"Regarding what happened earlier, it was my fault. I chose the wrong ti."

"Really?! Don't do what you did last ti—saying everything is fine on the surface, but secretly caring a lot inside."

Bai Yi pursed her lips, speaking with a hint of worry,

"I... I cannot tell. Please don't lie to ."

Looking at the half-believing, half-doubting Bai Yi standing before him with an expression that scread, 'I can't outsmart you, so please don't bully '...

Yan Huan slightly averted his obscure gaze, suppressing the urge to tease her, and could only nod,

"Really."

"Then there won't be any cold wars or anything later on?"

"There won't."

Bai Yi blinked, her starry eyes lighting up slightly as she continued,

"Then on Plane, you can't reply to

intermittently like you did today. And even if you have plans, you can't hide them from

or anything."

"Okay."

The mont she heard Yan Huan agree, Bai Yi pushed her luck even further, starting to make the wishes she had been hoarding up as if she were speaking to Aladdin's magic lamp,

"Then, then, then... Let

think. Oh, right, Monts! From now on, you have to like every post I make on Monts! Also, you have to post more pics on your Monts! Preferably pics of when you're working out!"

"..."

Yan Huan blinked, staring blankly at the starry-eyed Bai Yi in front of him. Being stared at by him, Bai Yi seed to realize sothing and awkwardly lowered her head.

"Haha, I was joking... I just lost my mind for a second. Please... please don't tell anyone, especially Ye Shiyu."

Saying this, Bai Yi gently reached out and tugged at Yan Huan's clothes, her face full of pleading.

"...No, more importantly, I want to know why?"

Yan Huan blinked, his face full of genuine confusion.

How could he know about these petty calculations? He had absolutely no idea what was going on inside Bai Yi's little head all day long. Hearing this, Bai Yi panicked and started gesticulating wildly, hastily explaining to Yan Huan,

"Before, you liked so posts but not others. That makes it so easy for

to think your feelings have changed!"

"That's not it. I just like them if I see them! I don't check Monts very often, and since you set yours to only be visible for three days, if I miss it, I miss it."

"You, you, you didn't even like the Monts post I made yesterday! So I thought you saw it on purpose and chose not to like it!"

"...Did you post sothing yesterday?"

"It was, it was..."

Just as Bai Yi was about to explain, the comnt left by that otaku Yabashi Ki suddenly popped into her mind.

As a result, she seemingly withered, saying dejectedly,

"I didn't post anything... sorry."

"..."

Yan Huan was truly about to be amused to death by Bai Yi.

He really hadn't noticed before that Bai Yi was such an interesting person.

He watched the head-lowered Bai Yi, who was staring at her own toes. After pondering for a mont, he gently leaned in close to her head and whispered,

"Earlier you said... you wanted a romantic confession with flowers and a date, right?"

"Eh?!"

The mont she heard these words, Bai Yi's small face instantly flushed crimson.

She imdiately raised her head, but forgetting that Yan Huan was still right above her, she instantly smashed the top of her head hard against Yan Huan's jaw.

"Thud!"

"Ouch!"

Bai Yi's little face scrunched up in pain as she clutched her head and squatted on the ground.

Yan Huan's expression also darkened. He leaned against the door, rubbing his jaw.

But before the pain had even faded, Bai Yi looked up at Yan Huan again, completely overjoyed.

Taking one look, she suddenly rembered that she needed to act like a refined lady.

So she gave a light cough, smoothed out her dress, and turned her head away with a blushing face,

"Did... did I say that?"

But afraid that Yan Huan might actually think she hadn't said it, she sneaked a glance at him and added,

"It seems... um... I did say that."

"..."

Yan Huan looked at Bai Yi, who was pretending to be calm, thinking that if she had a tail like the cat-like Sakuramiya, it would definitely be sticking straight up into the sky.

This ti, he truly couldn't resist the urge to tease this adorable girl.

"Hmm."

And so, pinching his chin, he nodded,

"I see."

"Mhm, mhm!"

Bai Yi blinked her starry eyes as she gazed at Yan Huan, her thin shell of being a refined lady practically nonexistent.

But just as she eagerly awaited Yan Huan's next words, Yan Huan abruptly changed the subject and turned to open the door,

"Alright, let's go. Sakuramiya and the others are waiting for us outside."

"Eh?"

Bai Yi blinked, looking at Yan Huan with eager, pleading eyes,

"Wait, wait, wait... You... you hadn't finished talking, right? What were you about to say? Tell

quickly, tell

quickly."

Yan Huan turned back to look at Bai Yi, who was spinning in circles from anxiety, and said with a smile,

"If I say it in advance, it won't have any sense of ceremony or surprise. So... it's a secret."

"Hah?!"

Bai Yi still wanted to say sothing, but Yan Huan had already pulled the door open.

This left Bai Yi feeling beyond tears as she hurriedly stood up as well. While following after him, she continued to pout and complain indignantly,

"I told you I can't guess! You... just give

a little hint in advance!"

"Wow, look over there. They ordered fried chicken to eat."

"Seriously!!"

"Mmm, so delicious... so delicious."

Since they had put on such a huge event today, there was bound to be a group dinner at night.

They happened to be near the comrcial district, so Sakuramiya Hitomi booked a room on their behalf, and everyone rushed over right after the event ended.

However, sitting at the dining table right now, Sakuramiya Hitomi suddenly found herself in a dilemma.

She glanced to her left; Spencer and An Le were sitting together.

An Le was holding a tool to peel a crab for Spencer. Spencer took a few bites, and then Yan Huan on the right peeled a shrimp and handed it to Spencer.

"..."

It looked like they had indeed made up.

Sakuramiya Hitomi thought this, yet she still felt that the atmosphere was bizarre.

She wasn't sure. She needed to observe more.

Thus, holding her chopsticks, she looked over to her right.

On the right, Ye Shiyu still had makeup on her face, and a shrimp peeled by Yan Huan had already been placed in her bowl.

At this mont, her mood seed quite good. Even her perpetually unlting, iceberg-like cheeks faintly bore a hint of a smile.

By her feet sat a paper shopping bag. Inside, one could faintly see a secret martial arts manual... Oh, no, a doujinshi.

Sakuramiya Hitomi couldn't help but feel that Ye Shiyu looked like a heroine from a novel who had just acquired so divine martial art and was about to dominate the martial arts world.

Even her gaze when looking at the others present unconsciously carried a hint of absolute, domineering control.

"..."

Was this right?

She wasn't sure. She needed to observe more.

So, Sakuramiya Hitomi inevitably looked across the table at Bai Yi.

"Flash!!"

The mont she raised her eyes to look, a blinding radiance forced Sakuramiya Hitomi to squint.

Like a hallucination, Bai Yi was currently surrounded by illusory special effects straight out of a teenage idol drama.

Her face was already stunningly beautiful, and right now, with both her body and mind in peak condition, every frown and smile seed to conjure flower petals scattering around her.

"Hum, hum, hum."

Even the food pinched between the chopsticks in her hand beca as dazzling as mythical dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

No matter which angle you looked from, it was incredibly photogenic.

It seed her mood was also incredibly good!!

"..."

Right now, the left, right, and center were all their own worlds of blooming spring flowers.

They didn't interfere with each other, yet were comically isolated into their own little realms, suddenly giving Sakuramiya Hitomi a feeling of being entirely out of place.

Wasn't she just hunting down those two rats today, only to have her prize snatched away by soone calling herself Mama Sakuramiya?

How did it feel like she was no longer a person of this world upon returning?

Holding her chopsticks, Sakuramiya Hitomi could not help but narrow her eyes.

"Rumble."

However, not knowing if the scene before her had stimulated sothing, the Sakuramiya Reality Barrier encompassing the entire world once again produced an earth-shaking tremor.

"Rumble!!"

The mont she felt the violent shaking of the Reality Barrier, Sakuramiya Hitomi's... no, Perfect Sakuranomiya's expression couldn't help but darken a few shades.

She lifted her gaze to look at Yan Huan beside her, seemingly understanding in her heart that the ti left for her was growing even shorter.

"..."

But just a second later, that slight darkness vanished from her face.

Because in her heart, it seed she already had a new plan.

"Here, President."

Seizing the mont, she also personally peeled a shrimp for Yan Huan and placed it in his bowl.

"Ah, I can do it myself..."

Yan Huan subconsciously declined, and the others also looked over because of her sudden action.

In a flash, their gazes faintly turned hostile.

But Sakuramiya Hitomi seed completely oblivious. She rely reached out again and peeled one for each of them.

"..."

Only after finishing all this did she wipe her hands with a wet towel. Propping her chin on the back of her hand, she cast a smiling glance at Yan Huan.

A look that made Yan Huan's body tremble slightly.

But regardless, this long Sunday had finally passed.