I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

But I never imagined it would be these two words.

How incredibly insightful!

"You've only learned how to ignite the explosives inside your body, but you don't know how to control the direction and power of the explosion at all."

Lynn stood up, his moon-white loungewear accentuating his tall and straight figure. Under the starlight, he looked like a god.

“Anger is the most potent fuel in the world, and you’ve experienced that firsthand.”

He slowly walked towards the open space in the center of the courtyard, where the fine white sand left no trace of his footprints.

"But fuel alone cannot build a war machine capable of precise killing."

"The engine that drives this machine must always be—"

"An absolutely calm mind and honed skills."

Lynn turned around and waved to Butterfly Shinobu.

"Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."

"Since you failed your theory classes, let's start brushing up on your practical skills right away."

"Ren, come here."

Shinobu Kocho stood up blankly and walked up to him, somewhat confused.

"Attack me."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of command.

"Let me see just how good you really are, you 'beast' that only knows how to rampage."

"...Huh?" Shinobu Kocho was completely dumbfounded.

An attack on a teacher?

How can this be!

The man before her was like a god in her heart, a mentor who guided her out of the fog.

How could she... turn her blade against him!

Just as she hesitated, that cold rule belonging to the safe house resurfaced in her mind without warning.

Rule 1: Within this space, the host and guests are in a state of absolute safety and cannot harm each other in any way.

That cold rule resurfaced in her mind.

As if seeing through her doubts, Lynn's lips curled into a slight smile.

"rest assured."

"You're a million years too early to hurt me here."

Immediately afterwards, a light screen that only Lynn could see popped up in front of him.

[Guidance mode is now enabled.]

[Temporary ability adjustments are being made to the host... Strength, speed, reaction time, perception... have been raised to a level that absolutely suppresses the current visitor.]

During the guidance period, the host will gain 'Perfect Combat Intuition' and 'Master-Level Fighting Skills'.

Wishing you a pleasant teaching experience.

Lynn moved his wrists, feeling the vast, boundless power that suddenly surged within him.

Wow, this cheat is really useful.

It's a pity it's just a trial card.

The moment the words left his mouth, Lynn's entire demeanor underwent a subtle yet fundamental change.

He was still standing there, wearing that loose white loungewear, his hands in his pockets, his posture still languid.

But Shinobu Kocho felt that her teacher had transformed from a bottomless well into the universe itself, encompassing countless stars.

It was an indescribable, terrifying sense of oppression, as if one's level of existence was being absolutely looked down upon.

Shinobu Kocho no longer hesitated.

She set the Nichirin Blade aside, took a deep breath, and pondered her teacher's teachings once more.

A calm mind serves as the reins.

Fuel of anger, as a driving force.

She slowly closed her eyes.

When it opened its eyes again, half of its purple eyes held a calm that seemed to freeze a thousand miles, while the other half held a furious rage that could burn everything!

"Then, teacher."

"I'm sorry!"

Before she finished speaking, her figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

Insect Breathing, Bee Fang Dance, True Dance!

The next instant, she appeared behind Lynn like a ghost, abandoning the Nichirin Blade and instead using her hand as a blade. Her fingertips gathered energy powerful enough to pierce through steel, transforming into a bolt of lightning invisible to the naked eye, which pierced straight into Lynn's back!

This strike combined her near-pillar-level swordsman speed with the rage she had begun to control, making it fast enough to tear the air apart!

however--

Lynn didn't even turn around.

He simply shifted his body to the left by half an inch with an extremely small amount of force, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

Just half an inch.

It looked as if it had been precisely measured with a ruler.

Shinobu Kocho's determined strike narrowly missed, grazing the hem of his clothes.

The strong wind it generated even blew a strand of his black hair.

what? !

Shinobu Kocho was in turmoil, but her honed fighting instincts kept her going without pause. Her attacks were like a storm, relentless and unstoppable!

Thrust, flick, slash, chop!

She brought her martial arts skills to their fullest potential, and countless purple afterimages flashed wildly around Lynn, weaving together an impenetrable net of death.

The only sounds in the courtyard were the sharp whooshing sound of her moving at high speed and the increasingly fierce killing intent that was almost tangible.

No matter how fast her attacks were or how tricky the angles were.

Lynn remained standing in the same spot, his hands even casually tucked into his pockets.

He is like a sacred tree rooted in the river of time, unmoved by any storms or tempests.

Each time, he used the smallest, most effortless movements, as if performing an incredibly precise calculation, to perfectly evade all attacks.

That wasn't a battle.

It was an elegant, almost despairingly graceful, leisurely stroll under the moon after dinner.

Shinobu Kocho grew increasingly terrified and desperate as the fight progressed.

She discovered that all her attack patterns, all her power techniques, and even her thoughts about the next move seemed to be completely seen through and predicted by her opponent, who then easily neutralized them in the most humiliating way.

That was a kind of... absolute toying and crushing from a higher dimension!

"too slow."

Lynn's languid voice pierced her ears like an ice pick, terrifyingly clear.

"That's too weak."

"Your anger is just a waste of time, like a child throwing a tantrum."

"Using hatred as a weapon, yet failing to achieve even the most basic 'precision'."

Is this a waste of my time?

boom--!

Lynn's words were like a bucket of molten lava poured into the flame of "self-esteem" in Shinobu's heart.

"hateful!"

The girl's rationality snapped completely at that moment!

She abandoned all techniques and recklessly unleashed all the power within her body, completely igniting the rage that burned her soul!

Her speed increased again!

With a side kick that gathered all her strength and determination, carrying an aura of not caring about mutual destruction, she tore through the air and swept fiercely toward Lynn's side!

She used all her strength in that kick, and had even given up the possibility of stopping!

However, just as her toes were about to touch the hem of Lynn's clothes...

Lynn moved for the first time.

He didn't hide.

There was no blocking.

He simply... stood there without flinching or avoiding it.

Then, he finally took his hand out of his pocket.

That hand was as fast as a phantom, yet incredibly gentle.

He extended a finger, and before she could reach it, gently touched her calf.

It was clearly just a minor, insignificant detail.

Shinobu Kocho felt as if all the power of her thunderous strike, which was powerful enough to break steel, had been swallowed up by a bottomless black hole and dissolved without a trace in that instant.

The immense inertia caused her to lose all balance.

"what!"

A short, startled cry.

Her petite body fell straight and uncontrollably into Lynn's arms.

Finished!

Shinobu Kocho instinctively closed her eyes, her mind going completely blank.

The expected impact and pain did not occur.

She felt as if she had bumped into a warm and solid chest.

The tip of my nose was instantly filled with a clean scent, carrying a faint aroma of tea, a scent unique to this man.

A steady, powerful sound reached her ears, so different from her own heart pounding like a drum...

"Boom, boom, boom."

That was the sound of his heartbeat.

Calm, composed, as if unchanging through the ages.

Shinobu Kocho suddenly opened her eyes.

What came into view was Lynn's excessively handsome face, so close to his.

He was looking down slightly, his deep eyes, which always carried a hint of languor, were now calmly gazing at her.

There was no mockery or ridicule in those eyes.

There was only a hint of... faint helplessness, and a kind of indulgence that said, "I really can't do anything with you."

"..."

Shinobu Kocho's body instantly stiffened like a stone.

An unprecedented, scalding heat surged from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her blood feel as if it were boiling.

That pretty face, which had just been icy cold and filled with murderous intent, suddenly turned red from her cheeks to her ears at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her fair and delicate neck was tinged with a beautiful pink.

She forgot her anger.