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

She looked up in surprise, her purple eyes gleaming with an unprecedented light.

"Teacher! I..."

"not bad,"

Lynn remained stingy with her comments.

"I've barely made it into the basics."

He beckoned with his finger, a playful smile on his face.

"Now, attack me."

“Use the ‘scientific thrust’ you just learned.”

Lynn's voice was calm, yet it was like a command, imprinted deep within Shinobu's soul.

Shinobu Kocho no longer hesitated.

She imprinted that divinely inspired feeling, which she grasped in that instant, into the muscle memory of every inch of her body.

A figure flashed!

The Nichirin Blade in her hand was no longer a graceful butterfly dance, but transformed into a deadly stinger of a poisonous bee, condensed to the extreme, piercing straight towards Lynn's chest!

This time, Lynn did not dodge.

He simply extended two fingers, and just as the blade was about to touch his body, he caught the menacing blade perfectly.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound.

Shinobu Kocho's attack, which she had focused all her energy on, was simply halted in mid-air.

She felt as if her strength had struck an unshakeable mountain.

In an instant, it was dissolved without a trace.

"The exertion is now the standard."

Lynn gave a live demonstration while holding her knife between her legs.

"But the timing was still ridiculously foolish."

His fingers suddenly twisted!

An irresistible, spiraling, subtle force instantly traveled along the blade to Shinobu's wrist.

"what!"

Shinobu Kocho felt a numbness in her wrist, and her Nichirin Blade flew out of her hand uncontrollably.

It traced a graceful arc in the air before finally landing with a "clang" on the floor in the distance.

"Look, this is the first opportunity you just missed."

Before she could react, Lynn's figure had already passed her like a ghost.

Use a knife to gently tap the side of her neck.

"The moment I sidestep and trap your blade, if your left hand can cut in from this angle and attack my carotid artery, my defense will be frozen for 0.3 seconds."

“And here.” He patted her knee again.

"When you thrust, your lower body was too stable, which is an advantage in an offensive exchange, but a disadvantage when blocked. If you had immediately used a knee strike to attack my lower body the moment your blade was caught, you would have bought yourself time to pull your sword back."

While deflecting her attacks, Lynn calmly provided explanations.

Shinobu Kocho was completely overwhelmed by him, but instead of feeling discouraged, she felt an unprecedented surge of excitement.

So this is what battle can be like!

It turns out that beyond strength and speed, there is such a vast world called "calculation" and "timing"!

That knowledge was enough to overturn the entire Demon Slayer Corps' fighting philosophy, which had been passed down for hundreds of years!

After an unknown amount of time, Lynn stopped what she was doing.

"That's it for today."

He glanced at a virtual clock that had appeared out of thin air in the corner of the training field, the numbers on it displaying: 24:00.

"You've exhausted yourself and need to rest."

Shinobu Kocho then felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion wash over her.

Every muscle in her body was aching, and the mental strain was immense.

But her eyes were surprisingly bright.

She learned more from that night's training than she had ever learned in the past.

Lynn shook his head helplessly as he looked at her, who was tired but still full of energy.

He really is a battle maniac.

He had a thought.

In a corner of the pure white training field, the space rippled like water once again.

A girl's bedroom, so warm and elegant that it clashes with the cold, technological style of the surroundings, appears out of nowhere.

Dreamy purple wallpaper.

A soft and thick velvet carpet.

A princess bed with curtains that looks so inviting that you'd want to jump on it and roll around in it.

There's even a dressing table filled with all sorts of cute plush toys and a matching shower room.

"..."

Shinobu Kocho once again froze, completely stunned.

This……

"This is your room for tonight," Lynn's voice came slowly, carrying an unquestionable command.

Immediately afterwards, a set of neatly folded pajamas floated lightly in front of her.

It was a set of... a purple silk slip dress with layers of lace and printed with cute insect patterns.

"..."

Shinobu Kocho looked at the pajamas that were so cute that her toes instantly curled up. Her pretty face, which had just regained its coolness due to the high-intensity training, suddenly turned bright red again, as red as if she could fry an egg.

Let her... wear this... to sleep?

"Take a shower, change into your clothes, and then go to sleep."

Lynn looked at her adorable appearance, so ashamed and indignant yet unable to resist, and the corners of his mouth curled up with even more pleasure.

Yes, teasing hardworking and innocent students is indeed one of the few pleasures of being a teacher.

In the end, under Lynn's "you dare not wear it and see what happens" gaze, Shinobu Kocho blushed and accepted the nightgown that made her feel extremely ashamed, then fled into the dream bedroom as if escaping.

……

【Ding! 】

The phased guidance "Combat Fundamentals Reshaping" is complete. Completion: Perfect!

[The guest 'Shinobu Kocho's' combat system has been initially incorporated into your theoretical framework, and her admiration and trust in you have risen to the 'believer' level.]

[Congratulations, Master! You have obtained a stage reward: Innate Skill - Perfect Combat Intuition (Beginner)!]

[Perfect Combat Intuition (Beginner): Your body will instinctively predict the trajectory of all physical attacks aimed at you within a five-meter radius and automatically calculate the optimal dodge or block strategy.]

Lynn smiled with satisfaction as he felt the innate fighting instinct deep within his body.

This ability is probably useless against those brats from Soubu High School.

But it can be used to deal with certain "unusual" things that may exist in this world...

It seems just right.

……

On the incredibly soft princess bed, Shinobu Kocho curled up in the silky blankets, with only her head peeking out.

She marveled at this heavenly experience while reflecting on everything that had happened that night.

I recall the teacher's calm and composed demeanor.

I recall his deep eyes, which seemed to see through all the truths of the world.

Thinking back to his overwhelming teaching style, and... that shameful strawberry-patterned pajama top.

Worship, awe, dependence...

There was also a feeling called "possession" that she herself was unaware of, which was growing wildly like a vine and had quietly taken root in her heart.

in case……

If only I could stay here forever.

From this moment on.

For Shinobu Kocho, this safe house will no longer be just a "dojo" for learning combat skills.

She was the only one in the world who could make her let down all her defenses, all her pretense, and all her weariness...

Family.

Chapter 10: It's windy on the rooftop, be careful wearing a skirt!

(I've seen the book reviews, thank you for the suggestions from the readers.)

(The first point, the integration of the main world, was conceived in the early stages, but it's only at chapter ten so far, and will be developed gradually.)

(Secondly, the Golden Hand reward is too poor and weak. Considering that the protagonist is developed in multiple stages, and the rewards are also sent in multiple stages, if he could become invincible in one step, it would be unbearable to watch, and I wouldn't be able to write it. My idea is to keep the protagonist's strength close to the ceiling as the world gradually merges.)

(Please be patient with the above. Thank you for reading.)

(Same as yesterday, 35000 words updated today.)

early morning.

Lynn yawned, feeling as if her body had been completely drained by last night's lesson.

Taking a set of combat theories that are ahead of their time, breaking them down, and stuffing them into the mind of an ancient girl with a completely different worldview is more tiring than giving eight consecutive public lectures.

He even felt a little sorry for Butterfly Ninja, who was still in his home "training ground," wearing that incredibly embarrassing purple lace nightgown, frantically practicing her thrusting techniques.

That girl is probably even more tired than him.

Laugh to death.

When he staggered into the teachers' office at Zongwu High School with dark circles under his eyes, he keenly sensed something was amiss.

The air seems particularly heavy today.

The way his colleagues looked at him was a mix of inexplicable curiosity and...sympathy.

"Lynn, you little brat, come here for a second."

Hiratsuka Shizuna's signature, powerful voice rang out.

She was dressed in a smart white lab coat, with that unlit cigarette dangling from her lips, and she waved to him with a solemn expression.

His expression was so serious that it was as if Lynn wasn't on her way to work, but rather to her execution.

In Lynn's "Emotional Perception," the signal above Hiratsuka-sensei's head is a volatile red, representing "being annoyed by an unreasonable brat to the point of blood pressure spikes."

"Hiratsuka-sensei, why are you so angry?"

Lynn lazily walked to her seat and put down her briefcase.

"Has the principal finally made up his mind to marry you off?"

"Did they stand us up at yesterday's social gathering again?"

"Stop being so cheeky!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka slapped his desk, making the pen holder vibrate loudly.