God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 84 - 27. There is a kind of pain called "someone els

"Thump... Thump... Thump..."

The sounds from outside the classroom gradually faded away, as if an invisible hand clutching Ye Shiyu’s heart was slowly releasing its grip.

Her panting subsided and once again she looked up at Yan Huan’s vacant eyes, it was as if rationality had reclaid the high ground of her brain, making her realize what had just happened.

Looking at her wrist, which was previously grabbed by Yan Huan, she could see a circle of red marks on her delicate, fair skin, which showed no sign of fading imdiately.

It seed to be caused by the surge of blood under her skin, resulting in a tingling, itchy sensation.

Ye Shiyu had the type of body that was prone to bruising easily.

Especially her fair skin, like a clear canvas, it showed colors all too easily.

She originally detested these marks that symbolized "others" invading her domain.

Physical contact from strangers and taking her belongings were both unforgivable to her.

But since Yan Huan’s arrival, it seed there was an exception.

Perhaps it was because of the kindness he showed that night, or maybe it was his smiling face that prompted Ye Shiyu to curb her stinginess, wanting to offer sothing in return...

She had only intended to ask for his help today, and incidentally find out what he liked, yet the outco...

She still resorted to hypnosis on him.

I’m sorry, Xiao Huan...

Next ti, I definitely won’t use hypnosis on you.

Ye Shiyu thought guiltily to herself.

Although being called Sister by Yan Huan felt amazing, it would be even better if he was gentler while acting spoiled...

But next ti, she definitely would not use hypnosis on Xiao Huan.

Ye Shiyu made this promise to herself, as if she were a sage, both intelligent and pure...

As for why only half?

Because she wasn’t completely satisfied when Yan Huan acted spoiled, so she considered herself only half a sage.

"Xiao Huan, after I count down from three to one, you will co out of hypnosis... Three, two, one..."

With that thought in mind, she expressed her wish to deactivate the APP, her insides tinged with a bit of nervousness.

Because she left the room in advance during the last hypnosis session, she didn’t know what it would feel like to reverse hypnosis face-to-face.

And as she uttered the command, that sensation of mories peeling away like a tide once more washed over.

Both Sakuragi Hitomi and Ye Shiyu’s modifiers would give this sensation, where mories of the recent past leave the brain, and then a new set of mories would form.

The mory fabrication was exceptionally convincing. Without the modifier or a third party reminder, the subject would almost certainly have no idea what just occurred.

"..."

Yan Huan’s blank stare gradually closed, and upon opening his eyes again, he looked around with no hint of anything amiss.

"Sister Shiyu?"

"Let us continue fixing the computer..."

Seeing that Yan Huan noticed nothing unusual, Ye Shiyu’s heart relaxed, and she reverted to her usual puppet-like deanor.

Yet, her gaze inspected Yan Huan from head to toe, like a perpetrator on a grueso pilgrimage at a cri scene.

Yan Huan smiled and turned back to her computer, contemplating as he went about fixing it.

Taking possession of a similar modifier, the desire to use it actually escalates step by step.

The notion of achieving everything in one fell swoop likely cos from comic books that are drawn to completion in a few dozen pages.

Before evolving to the "I don’t eat beef stage," they definitely enter the "Beware of Superman" stage first.

Especially now, the effective duration of Ye Shiyu’s modifier is rely 15 minutes, inadvertently restricting much of her desired implentations...

But the pace of this gradual escalation was still much faster than Yan Huan had imagined.

Just last Sunday evening, he had been like a ferocious tiger, trying to evoke Ye Shiyu’s guilt to curb her desire to use the modifier.

Miao had also said that Ye Shiyu had lost fragnts, so the strategy must have been effective.

But it wasn’t even a few days before trouble arose again on Tuesday noon...

Although her use of the modifier was an accidental precaution against social death.

What about after that?

She still couldn’t resist the modifier’s allure and issued a series of commands to herself.

These commands weren’t too excessive, yet they signified that the urge to use the modifier was resurging...

It’s not that Yan Huan’s previous attempts to stimulate her conscience had no effect; Ye Shiyu’s repeated hesitation and apologies clearly showed that.

The only problem was...

The intensity wasn’t enough.

For a patient like Ye Shiyu, an increased dosage was necessary.

Yan·Pseudo-psychiatrist·Huan thought to himself.

"Sister Shiyu, you just need to install the next version of the SafeGuard antivirus. If you don’t understand computers, this is quite useful, pretty much ensuring safety."

"Mhm mhm..."

Ye Shiyu didn’t understand and just nodded, letting him do as he pleased with her computer...

She wasn’t troubled by him using a mouse that bore her na or by his fingers tapping on her computer’s keyboard.

Yan Huan was montarily distracted from Ye Shiyu’s peculiar habit as well.

After all, his brain was occupied with strategizing for future maneuvers, having just been hypnotized and now acting as an obliging younger brother with no hint of anything abnormal...

These two tasks occupied his mind’s processing capacity like a downloader virus in Ye Shiyu’s computer.

Besides, weren’t those guys outside earlier shouting Bai Yi’s na?

The na of that idol who owns the "Carefree" modifier.

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"Drip-drop... Drip-drop..."

"Drip-drop... Drip-drop..."

In the afternoon, the surreal sound of the clock ticking echoed from the void in the teaching building.

Yet the many students passing by seed to have never heard it, carrying on as usual...