Restricted Fantasy I Chapter 290: Interlude of the Camera

After having dinner, it was ti for everyone to part ways.

Other than Yan Huan and An Le, the remaining four girls all lived in Kyogo Ward, so Yan Huan did not need to worry about them.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to see off the other online friends who participated in the event, he politely declined Ye Shiyu and Sakuramiya Hitomi's offers to call a car for him, which perfectly allowed him to secretly walk back with An Le.

Spencer had eaten her fill and originally wanted to play a little longer, but a call ca from her ho, and it was not long before Heather ca to pick her up.

Stepping out of a luxurious black sedan, Heather glanced over Spencer's strange costu and then glared at Yan Huan.

Before Yan Huan could even explain, she left with Spencer, who was busy giggling foolishly, leaving Yan Huan feeling sowhat helpless.

Subsequently, Ye Shiyu dropped Bai Yi off on her way back, while Sakuramiya Hitomi got into Nara's sports car by herself.

"Then I will be taking off, An Le! Let's keep in touch on Plane later!"

The last to be seen off was Miyake Fufu. Watching her hail a taxi, just as she was about to open the door and get in, she turned back to look at Yan Huan with a smile.

"Oh right, I almost forgot! The gift you gave

earlier is still at the mall's storage locker! You guys should go get it quickly!"

"Oh, right."

Facing the night breeze, Yan Huan suddenly rembered sothing as well. He looked at An Le beside him and smiled.

"By the way, An Le, let's go. We prepared a little gift for you."

"A gift?"

An Le blinked. Although she was puzzled, after bidding a final farewell to Miyake Fufu, she followed Yan Huan back to the mall.

At the storage locker on the first floor of the mall, Yan Huan retrieved a bag.

While taking out the contents inside, he explained.

"I had already thought about this before coming today. I prepared different gifts depending on the outco."

Saying that, he pulled out a box and handed it to An Le.

"This is..."

An Le accepted the box, only to find it was sowhat heavy once it was in her hands.

Promptly, she recognized what it was.

"Is this... a drawing tablet?"

It was a device used for drawing.

"Yes. I don't know much about these things, so I consulted Teacher Miyake for her opinion. She said this model should suit you very well."

Holding the drawing tablet's box, An Le could not help but reveal a warm smile.

She clutched the drawing tablet box tightly in her arms and looked at Yan Huan.

"Thank you, Xiao Huan. Right, how much did this cost? I— Wuwaah!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Yan Huan reached out, pinched her baby fat little face, and gently pulled at her cheeks.

Not only did it deform her soft and sweet little face, but it also completely shattered the words she was about to say.

"You're doing it again."

"Wu... but, but Xiao Huan said it depended on the outco. So, did you also consider the possibility that I might not have made up with Spencer and might not want to start drawing again?"

Seeing her attempt seen through by Yan Huan once again, she pursed her lips and had no choice but to change the subject, trying to escape from Yan Huan's demonic clutches.

Sure enough, Yan Huan's attention was drawn away. He nodded and admitted it.

"Mhm."

"In that case, what was the other gift Xiao Huan prepared?"

"Uh, this..."

An Le was rely curious, but Yan Huan revealed an awkward expression.

However, looking at An Le in front of him, he eventually leaned down slightly and whispered a few words into her ear.

"..."

"!!"

An Le opened her mouth, her small face flushing completely red once more.

Following that, she tilted her head up, leaned close to Yan Huan's ear, and whispered.

"Xiao Huan, I... I want that gift too... Is that okay?"

Yan Huan knew it.

If they had not made up, and she had ended up upset instead, using this thod to coax her would have been the most suitable.

Yan Huan rubbed his kidneys and nodded helplessly.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Right at that mont, An Le's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

She took out her phone, and Yan Huan also glanced over. The word "Mama" on the screen was incredibly conspicuous.

"Eh? Eh?"

She shot Yan Huan a look before answering the call.

"Mama! Ah... I'm outside playing with my classmates... With Xiao Huan and the girls from my class. Ah, I see, I see. Okay... Okay!"

Afterward, she hung up the phone. Pursing her lips, she looked at Yan Huan pitifully.

"Xiao Huan, Mama and Father ca back from the hospital today. They will probably rest at ho for a few days, and next Friday Mama will be transferred to a care center...

"So I have to go back today. For this period of ti, the evenings too..."

It was to be expected.

In fact, the mont he saw it was her mother calling, Yan Huan knew this would be the outco.

Thinking of this, a trace of regret could not help but well up in Yan Huan's heart.

However, his kidneys seed to possess a mind of their own, breathing a sigh of relief on their own accord.

Just like a corporate slave stretching lazily as it neared closing ti on a Friday...

Such completely contradictory feelings made Yan Huan's mood just as complicated as An Le's, but he still opened his mouth to comfort her.

"It's not like we won't see each other anymore. It's only for a few days. Can't we see each other all the ti at school?"

"..."

An Le pouted slightly, remaining silent. She rely took a step forward, leaned her head against Yan Huan's chest, and gently nuzzled into his arms.

At the sa ti, she whispered softly.

"It's... It's not the sa..."

Yan Huan patted her back and continued.

"How about we cash in on this gift next week? It works out perfectly, since we'll be busy with the Culture Festival next week..."

"Mhm..."

Hearing this, An Le finally relaxed a little. She lifted her head from his embrace and looked at Yan Huan.

"I'll help you hail a car. Go back early, don't let Auntie worry."

"All right..."

Thinking thus, Yan Huan walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi for her.

Since the two of them each had to go back to their own hos, their routes didn't align. Yan Huan planned to hail a car for her and then leisurely take the subway back himself.

"Then Xiao Huan, see... see you tomorrow..."

Before getting into the car, An Le pursed her lips, looking at Yan Huan with deep reluctance, and even gave him a kiss.

Yan Huan was left not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Mainly because it wasn't as if they wouldn't see each other at school tomorrow, and she would be able to co back in a week...

In the end, after getting into the car, she still rolled down the window to remind Yan Huan.

"Xiao Huan, when you get back, you... you have to sleep early. See you at school tomorrow."

"Okay."

It wasn't until the driver in the front seat couldn't bear to watch any longer and stepped on the gas to widen the distance between them that they finally stopped.

anwhile, Yan Huan stood alone in place, watching the car drive away, his thoughts unknown.

On his shoulder, a plump black cat materialized at so unknown point, owing at Yan Huan.

"It's okay, you still have , ow!"

"...It was fine when you didn't say anything, but now that you have, I suddenly feel incredibly lonely."

"ow?!"

Myau-chan glared at him, just preparing to use his kitty punches to have a showdown with Yan Huan.

As a result, he was grabbed and pulled into Yan Huan's embrace, who rubbed his head while walking toward the subway entrance.

The subway entrance was quite a distance from here, requiring a bit of a walk.

"President..."

Hmm?

Just as he turned off the main road near the mall and walked down a tree-lined path at the intersection, Yan Huan seemingly heard a voice.

He blinked and turned around to look at the quiet streets around him, inevitably revealing a confused expression.

The nights in Kyogo Ward were not as bustling as the South Ward. Most shops closed for the day around seven or eight in the evening.

Therefore, at this mont, the street without a single open shop appeared exceptionally serene and secluded.

"...Is it an illusion?"

Looking at this rather familiar street, Yan Huan suddenly recalled sothing.

Last ti, when he, Spencer, and Miyake Fufu discussed the "reconciliation plan," they had t at the cake shop near this mall.

He subconsciously looked toward the already closed shop, only to be startled.

"Holy crap!"

Because at this very mont, in front of the tightly shut store entrance, a cara with a flashing red light had appeared out of nowhere, pointing directly at him.

"President, it's !"

Sakuramiya's sweet voice poured out from the cara.

It really wasn't an illusion!

"...Sakuramiya?"

Yan Huan walked over with a bit of PTSD. As he approached, the cara swiveled its angle to look at him.

"I'm Petite Hitomi! We are still staying inside Mama Hitomi's barrier.

"But because we were very worried about you and the situation outside, President, we used the caras installed by Insecure Hitomi to observe the outside world, and we happened to see you!"

Insecure Hitomi?

Would an Eldest Miss like Sakuramiya also feel insecure?

Yan Huan stroked his chin, utterly baffled, but he quickly recalled the Sakuramiya he had seen earlier today who kept lowering her head.

"Ah, the Sakuramiya wearing the hood?"

"Mhm, mhm! She installed all the caras! She is a super important Hitomi; Perfect Sakuranomiya wants to kill her the most!"

All the caras?

So, this was the Hitomi driving Sakuramiya's main body to peep on him earlier?

"Wu! Wait, wait, wait, Petite Hitomi! Don't, don't say it anymore, I'm begging you..."

As she spoke, an extrely soft, pleading voice ca from the other side of the cara.

Yan Huan heard it clearly but pretended not to hear a thing.

"So, is there a reason you suddenly called out to ?" "Ah, it's like this, President... This cara isn't a creation of the barrier. It's the cara Nara dismantled that Insecure Hitomi secretly brought inside..."

From over there, Petite Hitomi's voice continued to transmit.

"As long as you, President, detach this cara and take it ho, we'll be able to communicate at any ti!"

At this mont, inside the barrier, all the Hitomi personalities were sitting in rows on little stools, gathered around the stool where Petite Hitomi was standing.

Upon hearing Petite Hitomi say this, Mouse Hitomi, who had been resting her head on the table nearby, instantly stood up with a flushed face.

"Th-That's wonderful! Petite Hitomi, I love you..."

"..."

Off to the side, all the other Hitomis stared at her blankly.

Feeling the gazes of everyone around her, Mouse Hitomi's excited expression could not help but stiffen slightly.

"Wu... sorry..."

The next second, she lowered her head again, pulled her hood up, and collapsed onto the table, remaining completely motionless.

"Hmm..."

In reality, Yan Huan pondered for a mont before smiling and nodding in agreent.

"Alright."

There were two reasons for this.

First, he truly needed to discuss and exchange information frequently with these Hitomis.

This mall was too far, and he couldn't keep running over here, so taking a cara to communicate would be much more convenient.

Second, An Le just so happened to be away right now, and he had the final say on where the cara would be installed.

Finally, even if An Le ca back later, as long as he could put Perfect Sakuranomiya to sleep before then and find Dream Hitomi, he would be able to enter the barrier through his dreams.

When that ti ca, he would no longer need this cara anyway.

With that thought in mind, he gently reached out and detached the cara.

"Click~"

As the cara lost power, the visual feed inside the barrier instantly cut off.

"Everyone! Everyone, wake up! The cara is on!!"

An unknown amount of ti had passed, as the flow of ti in reality differed from that within the barrier. Regardless, the Hitomis inside the barrier had all dozed off, sprawling haphazardly across the grass in a dazed state.

It was unclear which Hitomi spoke up, but all at once, every Hitomi inside the barrier sat up, looking toward the gigantic display screen fabricated in mid-air.

On the display screen, a handso young man prominently appeared.

He sat at his computer desk in the bedroom. Seeming to have just taken a shower, his hair was blown half-dry, and he wore pajamas that exposed his collarbones.

He stared intently at the cara in front of him, constantly operating it with his hands, and then abruptly leaned in closer to check the stability of the connection.

"Eek!!"

That face abruptly leaning in close felt like the prelude to a kiss. It imdiately awakened the Hitomis' mories of Akihabara from earlier, instantly turning all of their small faces completely red with sha.

"Thud."

"Thud."

Imdiately after, several of the Hitomis inside the barrier instantly fainted and collapsed, as if they still hadn't escaped the embarrassnt of being kissed unconscious in Akihabara.

"It's the President's bedroom!"

"The President looks like he just took a shower..."

anwhile, the remaining Hitomis raised their heads, focusing intently through the cara to carefully examine the situation over there.

Mouse Hitomi in particular was almost entirely srized.

The state of the bedroom, Yan Huan's clothing and appearance...

However, before turning the device on, Yan Huan had already made thorough preparations.

He ticulously checked everything that might appear in the field of vision, moving An Le's belongings to the living room to avoid any accidents.

"President, we can see you!"

Petite Hitomi's voice ca from the cara, prompting Yan Huan to reveal a slight smile.

"Perfect timing. I still wanted to discuss the matter of putting Perfect Sakuranomiya to sleep with you all. Do you have any good plans?"

"Uh, well..."

The other Hitomis present began exchanging blank stares, failing to give any response for a long ti.

Yet, just as Yan Huan smiled helplessly and intended to bypass the topic, a hesitant voice suddenly rang out.

"How about... drugging her?"

"??"

Yan Huan blinked and hurriedly looked at the cara.

"She only stripped away sleep, so she shouldn't possess anything like drug resistance... The most direct and efficient thod is either to slip her a drug or simply use ether...

"As long as you purchase the drug through certain channels, and then use the pretext of inviting her for tea or a drink..."

Over in the barrier, Mouse Hitomi subconsciously opened her mouth because she was staring blankly at the scene within the cara, seemingly lost in a trance.

"..."

anwhile, Yan Huan also recognized from that signature timid and faint tone that this was Mouse Hitomi's voice.

Yan Huan stared at the cara blankly, utterly speechless for a long ti.

A few seconds later, the Mouse Hitomi over there snapped back to reality and belatedly realized what she had said. Her small face instantly paled, and she hastily covered her mouth.

"I-I'm sorry, President... I didn't an to... Wu..."

Her ears trembled slightly, and out of fright, she hurriedly pulled down her hood, completely covering her head, wishing nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and slip inside.

Yan Huan also hadn't expected this mouse to actually be a bad mouse!

However, he did not say much. He rely glanced at the ti, smiled, and brushed past the topic.

"It's fine, I'll think it over so more... It's getting late today, so I'll rest first. I will check the specific details when I go to school tomorrow, and if anything happens, I'll co back and let you guys know imdiately."

"Mhm, alright, President!"

Hearing Petite Hitomi's voice from the cara, Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief and cut the power to it.

He stood up, stretched lazily, and lay sideways on the bed.

Because he had changed beds after An Le arrived, the bed was not only a size larger now, but there was also no longer that 'creak-creak' noise when getting onto it.

It was just that at this mont, without An Le around, lying on it alone made the bed seem far too wide and spacious.

"ow~"

Fortunately, a black cat beside him opportunely jumped up.

Yan Huan cast a glance at him, scooped him up into his arms, and rubbed his chubby face.

"It's already midnight now, right?"

"Yes, ow. It's just a pity that we didn't get enough fragnts to upgrade the Modifier this week..."

Myau-chan nodded in his embrace, but suddenly thinking of sothing, he spoke with imnse delight.

"However, there's a random Attribute Fragnt draw this week, ow! And there are so many types too!"

Saying that, he let out a ow, and three dazzling spheres of light popped out.

[Congratulations, you have obtained Attribute Fragnts! Please choose one of the following fragnts:]

[Power Fragnt x2]

[Random Fragnt x3]

[Fertility Fragnt x2]

Looking at the Attribute Fragnts that hadn't appeared in a long ti, Yan Huan couldn't help but feel surprised. He lifted his hand and subconsciously hovered it over the "Random Fragnt" option.

"..."

But after a second of silence, a trace of a guilty conscience appeared on his face again.

At the sa ti, his eyes seed to be drawn to a certain entry; having just looked away, he uncontrollably glanced back.

"Hiss..."

He drew in a breath of cold air, and his raised hand gently rubbed his waist...

Imdiately after, gritting his teeth, he reached toward the third option representing "Fertility."

"Myau-chan, if this shows up from now on, let's just choose this..."

"ow?"

In his embrace, watching all the light sphere fragnts surge into Yan Huan's body, Myau-chan revealed dead fish eyes. He pushed against Yan Huan's face with his paw pads and retorted.

"Didn't you say before that you'd never want fertility again even if you encountered it? Speak!"

Yan Huan didn't look at him. He rely turned his back and waved his hand dismissively.

"...I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Turn off the lights for , thanks."

"ow?! Sleep what sleep, you haven't drawn the rest of your rewards yet, ow!"

"..."

"Dammit, ow! You're actually pretending to sleep, ow!"

At this mont, inside Sakuramiya's barrier.

Looking at the giant screen that had gone dark once again, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Let's disperse, let's disperse. The President has already gone to rest..."

"I thought we would be able to chat a bit more with the President, but in the end..."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh again, each miserably going off to do their own things.

"Heh."

Cool Hitomi, who was wearing a baseball cap and had not said a single word from beginning to end, stood up at this mont. She swept a glance over Mouse Hitomi, who was clutching her head and trembling incessantly on the spot.

With a cold sneer, she also turned and left.

"That child, is she going to be okay?"

Only Mama Hitomi walked over gracefully with deep concern. Looking at Mouse Hitomi, she asked Petite Hitomi.

"Well..."

Petite Hitomi also cast a worried glance at her and shook her head.

"Don't worry, after all, everyone of us is like this..."

Looking at her, Petite Hitomi's gaze gradually beca unfocused.

"As long as we don't exercise a little control, the thoughts that subconsciously bubble up will be just as unscrupulous..."

Hearing this, Mama Hitomi could not help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"So, isn't that why, in a mont of desperation, you were also able to use 'installing a cara in the President's ho' to force Insecure Hitomi to co with you?"

"Yeah... It's just that her condition is much more severe than the rest of ours..."

Petite Hitomi sighed, sat on the table, and spoke in bewildernt.

"That is why she is Insecure Hitomi...

"That is why we feel so inferior in front of the President."