Hearing how Yan Huan addressed Ye Shiyu, An Le was montarily stunned and took a closer look at the tall girl standing by the table.
Shiyu… Jie?
What a beautiful woman, but her expression felt a little…
Chilling?
Perched on An Le’s shoulder, Little Finger glanced at Ye Shiyu and muttered in confusion,
“This woman looks kinda familiar… Didn’t we see her this morning in L502?”
Little Finger was filled with curiosity, while An Le was simply puzzled.
But Yan Huan? His heart nearly leaped out of his chest.
Thankfully, his perfect Facial Control kept his expression neutral, betraying no signs of distress.
Maintaining his composure as best he could, he smiled slightly at Ye Shiyu and extended an invitation,
“Shiyu Jie, have you had lunch? If not, join us.”
Ye Shiyu looked at Yan Huan, remained silent for a mont, then replied,
“…Alright.”
“Welco.”
At that mont, a staff mber ca out of the restaurant carrying the als that Yan Huan and An Le had ordered. Seeing Ye Shiyu, they greeted her as well.
Seated beside Yan Huan, the fragrant curry pork cutlet rice was placed on the table before them.
Ye Shiyu glanced at it before taking out her phone and scanning the QR code on the table.
She didn’t seem to have much of an appetite and casually ordered a dessert.
After placing the order, she set her phone back on the table and looked at An Le.
Just as she was about to speak, Yan Huan, who was stirring his curry sauce with a spoon, took the initiative to introduce,
“Shiyu Jie, this is An Le. We’re in the sa grade, and we’ve been good friends since I lived in the South District as a kid.”
“H-hello.”
An Le timidly nodded and greeted Ye Shiyu.
“And this is Ye Shiyu. She hasn’t been in Linn for long. I usually call her Shiyu Jie…”
Seeing that An Le was still a little confused about his relationship with Ye Shiyu, Yan Huan explained further—about Ye Lan and his late mother.
It was only then that An Le suddenly understood.
Ye Shiyu gave a brief glance at Yan Huan, who looked as open and carefree as always. Then she looked at An Le, whose cheeks were slightly flushed.
“…Hello.”
“A-ah, hello… um, Shiyu Jie…”
An Le smiled slightly, trying her best to be friendly toward Ye Shiyu, so she followed Yan Huan’s way of addressing her.
Buzz…
The mont those words left her lips, Ye Shiyu’s gaze toward her beca… almost inhuman.
The conversation just now had triggered a certain image in Ye Shiyu’s mind—
Yan Huan bringing his future wife ho to et his family.
"Shiyu Jie, this is An Le. An Le, this is Ye Shiyu, the daughter of my mother’s best friend."
"Ah, Senior Ye… nice to et you…"
"Still calling her Senior Ye? We’re all family now, ti to change that… Call her Shiyu Jie."
That… didn’t sound so bad, did it?
From another perspective, it showed that Little Huan saw her as family—like an older sister.
But the desire within Ye Shiyu… no, her truest thoughts—
Did she really see Little Huan as just family?
Or… as sothing that belonged to her?
If they were family, there should be a certain sense of distance, right?
Even the closest parent-child relationships required so space.
But despite being this close already, even the slightest space between them sent Ye Shiyu into a state of panic.
Little Huan’s kindness toward her was probably because he saw her as family, right?
But beyond that, he also had kindness for his other friends, elders, childhood companions… and even for his lover.
Logic told Ye Shiyu that wanting to completely monopolize Yan Huan’s affection was wrong.
But desire whispered to her…
It’s okay. You have the Modifier APP.
This feeling is completely natural.
With that thought, Ye Shiyu shot a blank glance at An Le and said softly,
“…Call
Senior Ye.”
“Eh? Oh… uh… sorry, Senior Ye.”
An Le gave an awkward smile, pursed her lips, and quickly lowered her head to eat, pretending to be busy.
Yan Huan glanced at Ye Shiyu and could only say,
“Shiyu Jie isn’t great at socializing, but she’s actually easy to get along with. No need to be so formal, An Le.”
Damn it…
His explanation for Ye Shiyu now sounded exactly like what Aunt Ye Lan had said before…
The only difference was that Aunt Ye Lan probably had mom-filtered vision and actually believed what she said.
Whereas he knew just how dangerous Ye Shiyu really was.
He was only saying this to deal with the Modifier.
“Ah… I see…”
An Le forced a smile.
But because of Yan Huan’s words, Ye Shiyu did adjust her expression slightly, making herself appear a little less icy.
Little Finger, however, was increasingly displeased with Ye Shiyu’s openly hostile attitude.
It flicked its tongue and patted An Le’s shoulder, exclaiming,
“What’s with her attitude? Why’s she looking at you like that? Just use the Modifier on her and see if she straightens up!”
“…Maybe… she’s just naturally cold… Besides, I did call her the sa way Little Huan did, and that might’ve been a bit rude…”
“Rude my a**! I bet she got mad because she saw you and Yan Huan holding hands earlier!”
“R-really?”
“Heh.”
Little Finger let out a sarcastic chuckle, offering no answer.
But the ssage was clear.
As the most intelligent Little Finger, it had full faith in its sixth sense.
It was the sa with Spencer before, and now with Ye Shiyu.
Did it have any direct proof?
No.
But based on experience, whenever Little Finger had a strong hunch about sothing… it was usually right.
“We’ll know soon enough… Here, ntion sothing about your childhood with Yan Huan—sothing intimate.”
“I-intimate?”
An Le had no intention of antagonizing Ye Shiyu.
But she was curious about what Little Finger had said.
Did Ye Shiyu really see Yan Huan that way?
So, after thinking for a mont—just as Yan Huan was about to shift the topic to lighten the mood—An Le spoke up first,
“Senior Ye… you only recently ca to Linn, so you must’ve been in the Dragon Empire before, right?”
Ye Shiyu nodded blankly.
“Mm.”
“Which city?”
“Péngchéng.”
Yan Huan glanced at Ye Shiyu—this was actually the first ti he had learned where she had gone to school before.
An Le pursed her lips, hesitated for a mont, then finally spoke in a soft voice—
“I ca back to Linn from Yongzhou… but I was actually born here. Back then, I used to play with Little Huan all the ti. We even… used to have sleepovers at my place.”
As Yan Huan listened, sothing in his mind snapped, but he remained composed and quickly added,
“That was when we were really little…”
Beside him, Ye Shiyu’s expression remained unchanged—still as blank as ever—but her eyes were locked intensely on An Le’s face.
Clearly, Yan Huan’s attempt at damage control was useless.
An Le had already achieved her goal.
Two things.
First, she also called Yan Huan “Little Huan.”
Second… she and Little Huan used to sleep together when they were kids?
Feeling the intense, terrifying gaze on her, An Le couldn’t help but start believing what Little Finger had said.
This Senior Ye… she really did have feelings for Little Huan…
“You see?! You see?! Didn’t I tell you? Look at that glare! Isn’t it obvious?! Hmph! To deal with a love rival like her, just use the Modifier I gave you, and—”
Little Finger was about to start rallying An Le into using the Modifier on Ye Shiyu when it suddenly caught sight of her phone screen lighting up on the table.
To others, it seed like the phone had simply sensed movent or facial recognition, displaying the lock screen.
But in Little Finger’s eyes, the phone screen was engulfed in a swirling vortex of deep violet light.
And then—
The vortex spun faster and faster…
Until it morphed into a massive, gaping maw, lunging toward it as if to devour everything.
That was—
“SSSSSHHHHII!!!”
Little Finger recognized sothing horrifying.
Its cocky, self-assured expression froze instantly, and its entire snake body went stiff with fear.
It scrambled to hide behind An Le, sinking its fangs into her collar in sheer panic as it shouted,
“RUN… RUN, AN LE! GET OUT OF HERE! DON’T EAT ANYMORE—JUST RUN!!”
“Huh? W-what’s wrong?”
An Le looked back at Little Finger, completely confused by its sudden ltdown.
Little Finger stared at her, shaken, but had no idea how to explain.
That Ye Shiyu… there was sothing on her…
“Ugh… Just—just don’t ask! I—I don’t feel well! Just GO!”
“You’re not feeling well?”
Although Little Finger often made fun of her, An Le had unconsciously co to see the little talking snake—who had appeared alongside her superpower—as a real friend.
And when it ca to friends, An Le always cared deeply.
She glanced nervously at Yan Huan and Ye Shiyu before hurriedly saying,
“Um… Little Huan, Senior Ye, I need to take care of sothing…”
Yan Huan blinked, and a weight lifted off his chest.
Honestly, he had been trying to find an excuse to end this al and get the hell out.
Ye Shiyu was like a ticking ti bomb, and in front of An Le, the countdown had already started.
The problem was, An Le had a Modifier too.
If this turned into an all-out supernatural battle, he, a re mortal, would be the one caught in the crossfire.
But now? An Le was choosing to leave on her own.
Perfect. He could roll with that.
Noticing how genuinely anxious she looked, Yan Huan took the opportunity to say,
“Alright, see you later then.”
“Mm… I’ll be going now.”
An Le got up and left.
Yan Huan let out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.
At the sa ti, Ye Shiyu—who had just been reaching for her phone—paused ever so slightly.
Her gaze followed An Le’s retreating figure, as if deep in thought.
“Miss, your dessert is ready.”
At that mont, the server arrived with her order, breaking her train of thought.
“…Thank you.”
She gave a polite nod before picking up a small spoon.
An Le hurriedly left the Shopping Street, heading for the Forest Park right beside it.
The park was vast, with an artificial lake at its center, making it a rather quiet place.
Technically, both the Forest Park and Shopping Street fell under Yuanyue Academy’s jurisdiction, though the park had additional entrances for the public. Still, few outsiders ca here.
Finding a secluded spot, An Le anxiously crouched down and gently placed Little Finger on the ground from her shoulder.
“Little Finger, are you okay? What happened back there? Don’t scare
like that…”
Now that they were far from Ye Shiyu, Little Finger’s overwhelming discomfort slowly faded.
But even so, it still looked deeply shaken.
It glanced at An Le, hesitated, then fell into silence.
“……”
Should it tell her about the existence of the other Fingers and the competition they were in?
But… the Divine One had told it that the host must discover the other Fingers on their own before it was allowed to explain.
The other Fingers didn’t have this problem—they couldn’t even communicate with their hosts.
Each Finger that descended into the world received a unique divine gift, aside from their Modifier ability.
For example, Little Finger had been given the gift of supre intelligence and the ability to shatter the resistances of other Fingers.
It couldn’t outfight those stat monsters, but Little Finger firmly believed—
Wisdom is the greatest power.
So think, Little Finger! THINK!
Ye Shiyu… had an incredibly terrifying Index Finger.
Little Finger stole a glance at An Le and hesitantly asked,
“An Le… do you think there’s any chance you could, uh… stop liking Yan Huan? Maybe find soone else?”
Faced with Ye Shiyu, the previously fearless Little Finger had turned into a White Snake who feared battle—choosing to retreat instead.
But, as expected, An Le was briefly stunned… then slowly shook her head.
It wasn’t because of his looks.
It wasn’t because of his talents or limitless future.
She lowered her eyes, rembering her lonely childhood—
And how the only one who chose to stay by her side was Little Huan.
From Linn to the Dragon Empire, and from the Dragon Empire back to Linn.
She had always been weak. Even Spencer would occasionally show disdain for her.
But only Little Huan accepted her as she was—
Looking at her with gentle eyes…
“Little Finger… I…”
Even though she hadn’t finished her sentence, Little Finger already knew the answer.
“Oh, god… What do we do now…”
Fighting was definitely not an option against that supermodel monster.
Little Finger could even tell—Ye Shiyu probably hadn’t used her Modifier much at all.
Her level was probably still 1.
And yet—
She still gave this much pressure.
Plus, the Divine One had granted Index Finger a terrifying gift…
If the Modifier couldn’t win—
Then what about the host?
Little Finger secretly peeked at the timid and weak An Le before it, feeling an ever-deepening sense of despair.
Look at Ye Shiyu—she looked like she was ready to devour soone whole.
She had fully grasped the philosophy of the Modifier, exuding an aura of absolute dominance, like she was the boss of all bosses.
Index Finger definitely got a good deal following her…
Now look at An Le…
Yeah, she was done for.
From the Modifier to the host, she was completely outmatched.
Might as well start preparing for a 15th-place finish.
“S-so, what’s wrong, Little Finger? Didn’t you say you weren’t feeling well? W-where exactly are you hurting?”
“…My heart… My heart hurts…”
Little Finger lay limply on the ground, utterly drained.
It weakly glanced at An Le, who was looking at it with genuine concern, and let out a dejected sigh.
“So, Little Huan, were you just asking her about getting bullied by Park Shuwen?”
Walking through the bustling street after their al, Ye Shiyu blinked and asked after hearing Yan Huan’s explanation.
The crowded surroundings gave Yan Huan a bit of confidence.
He knew that Ye Shiyu’s hypnosis could only affect one person at a ti.
So based on past experiences, as long as he wasn’t alone with her and didn’t look at her glowing phone screen, her Modifier had limited effectiveness.
Hearing her question, Yan Huan smiled and replied,
“That’s right, Shiyu Jie.”
“That Spencer… the one at the aquarium entrance before…”
Ye Shiyu recalled the terrifying strength of that golden-haired lioness this morning, as well as the way she furiously scolded the other students.
Beyond just disgust, she now understood her a little more.
That Spencer—just standing next to Little Huan—was enough to make Ye Shiyu feel sick.
And that kind of person was friends with An Le?
They were two of a kind…
“Yeah, her personality was weird enough to leave an impression back then. Who knew I’d run into her here again?”
With that explanation, he should be able to smoothly get through this situation, right?
Yan Huan kept up his smile, but deep down, that heavy rock in his heart still wouldn’t settle.
Back at Ye Lan’s house, his escape maneuver had indeed delivered a heavy blow to Ye Shiyu’s Modifier…
But he hadn’t considered a long-term solution.
His goodwill boost had been too much, and now Ye Shiyu’s perception of him had subtly changed.
The problem was—
Ye Shiyu was a ticking ti bomb.
No matter how cautious he was, as long as he had to deal with Modifiers, he couldn’t avoid their hosts.
And if just talking with her carried this much pressure, then what if he ran into one of those other, less principled Modifiers?
She would absolutely lose it.
His future was looking incredibly bleak…
He needed a plan.
Yan Huan glanced at Ye Shiyu, whose expression was slowly returning to normal.
For now, he didn’t have a solution—
But one thing was certain:
He absolutely could not let Ye Shiyu use her Modifier on him again.
That would trigger a CG scene.
“By the way, Little Huan.”
Ye Shiyu’s eerily calm yet terrifying voice suddenly rang out.
“The Student Council sent
an email about the clubs earlier. I didn’t understand what it ant. Can you take a look?”
“……”
Yan Huan kept up his smile but forced himself not to look at her phone screen.
Was there actually an email there, or was it just another purple vortex?
He wasn’t going to guess.
He simply replied,
“Ah, it’s probably because that Spencer caused such a scene this morning. So students still haven’t joined a club, so they’re rescheduling the sign-up period.”
“…That makes sense.”
Ye Shiyu nodded and withdrew her phone.
Yan Huan breathed a silent sigh of relief before shifting the topic,
“Shiyu Jie, why don’t we go buy so milk tea to take back? There’s no practical work in today’s Handicrafts class, so it’ll probably just be a theory lesson.”
“Mm…”
Ye Shiyu blinked, then suddenly pointed to the side,
“Little Huan, look at that thing on the TV. It looks cute, doesn’t it?”
“…What?”
TV?
Yan Huan was montarily confused and turned to look at a small advertising TV placed at the entrance of a nearby shop.
The screen had been playing a promo for Angry Piggies.
But the mont he turned his head—
The screen was instantly filled with a storm of static.
And then—
A swirling purple vortex replaced the image.
Holy sh*t?!
She can do THAT now?!
The mont he saw the vortex, Yan Huan instinctively tried to look away.
But it was already too late.
A familiar numbing sensation flooded his body, accompanied by an overwhelming sense of disbelief.
His once lively, expressive eyes slowly lost their light—
Turning dull and vacant.
His expression beca empty and puppet-like…
And behind him, the emotionless Ye Shiyu stood still—
As if she were the very source of this phenonon.
[Modifier Level 1 → 2]
[APP Effect: Individual Hypnosis – 3 Uses Per Week, 20 Minutes Per Use]
[As long as you are holding your phone and it has battery, you can use any electronic device with a screen within a 5-ter radius as a dium to activate the APP.]
[When using this thod, only your target will perceive the screen’s changes. Others will not notice anything unusual.]
[APP Activated]
[Effect: Individual Hypnosis]
[Duration: 20 Minutes]
[Tir: Start.]
NO WAY.
Yan Huan had calculated everything—
But he hadn’t accounted for the fact that Ye Shiyu’s damned Hypnosis APP had secretly leveled up at such a critical mont?!
Behind him, Ye Shiyu’s emotionless face showed a faint trace of excitent as she saw Yan Huan standing still.
She glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention, then softly said to him,
“Little Huan, co with … to a place where no one else is around.”
And from deep within his numb, tingling body—
Ca an irresistible compulsion to obey her command.
“…Yes.”
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