God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls!
Chapter 249 - 73. It’s never too late to mend_3

Chapter 249: 73. It’s never too late to mend_3

Inside his mind, the memory of what had just happened receded like the tide, yet resistance pulled it back, lodging it into his consciousness.

So, the newly influx, modified memory seemed so abrupt.

Yan Huan blinked, experienced the revised memory a bit, and touched his shoulders which had just been bitten by Ye Shiyu.

Through the fabric, his skin faintly bore a small, reddish mark.

Feeling a bit of moisture where he touched, Yan Huan quickly withdrew his hand and muttered in his mind to Miao, "Every modifier seems to have memory correction, but the effects seem to vary..."

Miao appeared silently on his shoulder, glanced back at Ye Shiyu, who walked out of the alley with an impassive face, and responded, "That’s right, meow... Like how An Le just touched you, without resistance, you would’ve accepted that the pleasure generated was due to your fondness for her, to the point where even the pain from muscle exercise could be ignored..."

"Indeed. Correction... makes the unreasonable seem reasonable... Without a third party unaffected by the modifier, breaking out of the situation based purely on the two parties involved is absolutely impossible. It’s terrifying when used on any ordinary person..."

Miao didn’t elaborate further because Ye Shiyu had already walked over.

Yan Huan instantly donned his mask of Perfect Expression Management, turned his head to look at Ye Shiyu, glanced at his phone, and smiled, "It’s already this time... Sister Shiyu, there’s something at the student council at noon, and I got engrossed in shopping with you and now I’m late. I have to go back to the office now, Sister Shiyu, you..."

Ever since the hypnosis ended, Ye Shiyu seemed like a different person.

Even if her expressions were a bit abnormal, at least they were "vividly lifelike."

Not like now, her expressionless appearance was like a walking, breathtakingly beautiful doll.

Hearing this, she nodded and said, "I... will walk you back... It just so happens, I will also rest a bit in my class."

"Okay."

Watching Yan Huan’s face showing no trace of awareness of what had just transpired, her heartbeat and breathing sped up a notch.

It was like a murderer leisurely strolling through their crime scene without being discovered.

But after the excitement of such thoughts, what followed was a torrent of intense guilt.

"..."

From the business district to the inner side of the school, to the teaching building, there was actually some distance, but perhaps because she was walking alongside Xiao Huan, Ye Shiyu always felt time was short.

It seemed like with just a blink, they had arrived in front of the first-year high school floor, where they had to part ways.

"...Sister Shiyu, I’m going back now, see you in the elective class this afternoon."

"Mhm... see you later..."

Yan Huan smiled faintly, turned, and climbed the stairs, while Ye Shiyu still waved goodbye with a blank expression behind him.

Not until the handsome young man’s silhouette had completely disappeared did Ye Shiyu slowly lower her right hand, her mouth opening slightly with a sense of loss.

"..."

After a moment of contemplation, she lifted her steps toward the second-year high school section.

But as she walked, Ye Shiyu pursed her lips and her pace gradually slowed.

Silent, she lifted her delicate hand, gently placing it on the collarbone area of her shoulder.

As if beneath her clothes, there was something she cared about.

"Ha..."

Her cheeks blushing slightly, she covered that area, leaning against the nearby wall as if her body had softened and she could no longer stand.

As her black hair fell, she opened her mouth, recalling the sensation of Xiao Huan’s breath striking there,

"It was just a little bit... just a bit, and the mark would have..."

She pursed her lips, a dissatisfaction evident in her deep eyes.

From within, like a purple vortex, her desire opened wide, surmising the reason,

"The hypnosis... was simply too short..."

Ye Shiyu braced herself against the cold wall, gradually straightened up, and then headed toward the second-year high school section.

And on her hand, the phone screen seemed to have absorbed sustenance, growing ever brighter.

...

...

"Click."

Yan Huan pushed open the door to the student council room and looked up to see only the petite figure of Sakuragi Hitomi, holding a broom and tidying up meticulously.

She cleaned the corner’s dust carefully, as if tending to the home where she lived.

Hearing the door open behind her, she startled slightly and turned her head.

Upon seeing Yan Huan, her startled expression melted into a delightful smile.

She gently lifted the pink locks hanging by her temple, addressing Yan Huan, "You’re back, President."

Although he thought it a bit down-to-earth, he couldn’t deny the image of a housewife welcoming her husband home popped into his mind.

The exhaustion from the entanglement with Ye Shiyu’s modifier faded a bit, and looking at Sakuragi Hitomi in the room, he felt she looked exceptionally beautiful and cute today.

"What’s the matter, President? Is there something strange on me?"

Being stared at by Yan Huan, even the ladylike Sakuragi Hitomi felt a bit uneasy.

She glanced over her outfit today, voicing her confusion.

Coming back to his senses, Yan Huan smiled and shook his head, entering the room, "Nothing, it’s just so nice to be back in the student council office."

Sakuragi Hitomi covered her mouth with a giggle, placed the broom aside, and said, "You make it sound... as if there’s someone outside bothering you, President?"

Yan Huan rubbed his shoulder and walked towards the "Student Council President" throne without answering Sakuragi Hitomi’s question, only asking,