A cross-dressing anime, starting with Kaguya-sama: Love Is War.

It's the same again.

It's that feeling of being completely ignored again.

The fairy named Freylan could communicate with him as an equal, and even "reject" him.

As for Toudou Touka, because of her obedience and "usefulness," she became his first choice to issue the order.

what about me?

What am I, Stella Vermillion?

Is a tool that can be discarded at any time after its value has been squeezed dry?

An unprecedented sense of resentment overwhelmed her reason.

"Shizuya Kirihara."

Lynn spoke calmly, interrupting Stella's thoughts.

“Tell me everything about him.”

"Daily routine, training locations, and personality weaknesses."

Toudou Touka's body stiffened; she hadn't expected her master to suddenly ask about this.

But she immediately drew upon the information she had as the student council president.

"Reporting to Master, Kirihara Shizuya is arrogant, conceited, and vindictive."

Her voice was respectful and clear.

"Being defeated by you in front of the whole school is a huge humiliation for him, and he will never let this go."

"According to the student union's intelligence, after he was discharged from the hospital this afternoon, he did not return to his dormitory, but went alone to the third abandoned factory area on the west side of the campus."

“That’s where many students practice privately. The environment is complicated and there’s no surveillance.”

Toudou Touka lowered his head even further.

"He...he is most likely there, undergoing secret training, trying to find...a way to break your abilities."

"very good."

Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

A perfect, undisturbed hunting ground.

Then, as if remembering something else, he continued, "Kurotetsu Ikki, how much do you know about him?"

"Black Iron Ichiki, he..."

Toudou Touka sorted out his thoughts.

"Due to family pressure, he was forcibly taken back to the main family by his father, Mr. Kurogane Yan, some time ago, and is currently under house arrest."

"The main branch of the Kurogane family?"

A flicker of interest crossed Lynn's eyes. "Address, security situation."

Dongtang Daohua hesitated for a moment.

That's one of the top families of swordsmen in Japan; ordinary students would never know such information.

But seeing Lynn's unquestionable gaze, she still told him everything she knew.

"The Kurogetsu main family is located in the Arashiyama area of ​​Kyoto. It is a very large traditional manor with heavy security."

She described in detail the layout of the manor and the power struggles within the Black Iron family that she had learned through special channels.

Lynn listened quietly, and a clearer plan for "taking" took shape in his mind.

"I see."

He waved his hand, signaling that Toudou Touka could leave.

"You must be tired today, get some rest."

185. Since we're already here...

Upon hearing that Lin Enrang was taking a break, Dongtang Daohua felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

"Yes, Master."

Stella stood there, looking at Lynn's face with a playful smile, and she finally understood.

This man's questions are definitely not just out of simple curiosity.

What is he going to do?

Go to the abandoned factory to find Kirihara Shizuya?

Go to the Kurogane family headquarters in Kyoto?

An impulse she herself couldn't understand compelled her to speak.

"Where...where are you going?"

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Lynn turned her head and looked at her with a half-smile.

"What?"

"My power bank is starting to pay attention to its owner's whereabouts?"

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing all of Stella's courage.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she turned her head away in embarrassment and indignation, unable to utter a single word.

Lynn ignored her and stood up from the sofa, heading straight for door 04.

"I'm going for a walk."

His voice drifted gently from the entrance hall.

"And take care of some trash while you're at it."

The door was closed gently.

In the living room, only Stella and Toudou Touka remained, looking at each other.

Garbage disposal?

...

Dark as ink.

Lynn's figure, like a wisp of smoke that could not be captured, blended into the deep darkness of the Arashiyama area of ​​Kyoto.

He did not choose the main entrance.

The information provided by Toudou Touka was extremely detailed, down to the scanning cycle of every infrared sensor and the shift change interval of every patrol team.

He simply took a few steps back, his legs slightly bent.

The next moment, he shot into the sky like a cannonball, easily clearing the ten-meter-high wall covered with high-voltage power grids, and landed silently on the lawn inside the manor.

The moment the toes touched the ground, not a sound was made.

The Black Iron family's security system is considered an impenetrable net in this world, but in Lynn's eyes, it is full of loopholes.

Those cameras hidden in the shadows moved as slowly as snails in Lynn's dynamic vision.

He always manages to slip into the next blind spot a fraction of a second before the camera turns around.

The warning barriers that were enhanced by the magic of the Blade Masters were completely useless in front of this LV4 adventurer.

And so, as if strolling leisurely, he ventured deep into the heavily guarded and prestigious home of the sword-wielders.

"Kurotetsu Ikki's bedroom... according to the information, should be in the annex on the east side."

Lynn walked through the intricate Japanese garden while recalling the information.

However, the Kurogane family's estate was simply too large.

The pavilions, towers, and winding corridors were no different from a maze to Lynn, who was visiting for the first time.

After walking for a few minutes, he realized he had deviated from the planned route and arrived at a rather old-fashioned building.

The air was filled with a strong, mixed aroma of herbs.

"Pharmacy warehouse?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

He pushed open the heavy, unlocked wooden door and went inside.

Rows of huge wooden shelves came into view, neatly arranged with countless glass bottles filled with colorful liquids that shimmered with an eerie luster in the dim light.

Lynn casually picked up a bottle of dark blue medicine, uncorked it, and smelled it.

"A recovery potion catalyzed by magic? Tch, too many impurities, and the purification method is too crude."

He then picked up a bottle of a faintly glowing golden liquid.

"Stamina booster? Burning life force for a short burst of power, with outrageously severe side effects."

Lynn shook her head, her face full of disdain.

These precious medicines, which are extremely rare and hard to find elsewhere, are simply garbage in his eyes, given that he has seen the "panacea" of the Otherworld.

However, since we're already here...

In the spirit of not leaving empty-handed, Lynn still picked out a few bottles of potions that looked the oldest and had the purest energy fluctuations from the top shelf and stuffed them into his pocket.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

After leaving the medicine warehouse, Lynn continued his search.

This time, he didn't try to identify the direction, but instead expanded his senses.

Soon, 677 found himself in a secluded courtyard, where he sensed an aura that was different from others.

It was an open-air training ground.

In the center of the field, a knife sat quietly in the wood on a weapon rack.

A dull knife, unsharpened, with a dark metallic luster.

It is it.

Lynn's eyes lit up.

He could sense that the material of this knife was unlike any other metal in the world.

It seemed to possess a life of its own, resonating faintly with the surrounding space.

Soul Steel!

Lynn stepped forward and grasped the hilt of the knife.

A cool yet heavy sensation came from my palm.

It became.

Lynn's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he drew the blunt knife from its sheath and casually tucked it into his waistband.

Mission accomplished, time to retreat.

He turned around, preparing to return the way he came.

Just then, a splashing sound of water, accompanied by a comfortable hum, came from behind the bamboo grove not far away.

186. The feel is okay.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

anyone?

Lynn stopped in his tracks.

He vanished silently behind a giant maple tree, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the sound came.

Hidden in the bamboo grove is an open-air hot spring built by diverting mountain spring water.

In the misty air, a figure leaned against a rock by the pool, his back to him.

She was a young girl.