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

The world's cheers had nothing to do with her.

In her world, there was only that light.

……

The five girls had different feelings, but at this moment, their goal was more unified than ever before.

The sacred lighting ceremony has concluded.

Upbeat and rhythmic music suddenly filled the entire venue.

The group dance segment has begun!

Music is the signal that war has begun!

Almost at the same moment, all the girls who had been holding back for so long moved!

……

Their feelings were different, but at this moment, their goals were more aligned than ever before.

The sacred lighting ceremony has concluded.

Upbeat and rhythmic music suddenly filled the entire venue.

The group dance segment has begun!

Music is the clarion call of war.

Almost at the same moment, the atmosphere in the audience underwent a subtle yet dramatic change.

"Look! Yukinoshita and the others... they've all moved!"

"No way?! Yuigahama-san and Eriri-san too! Their target... is all Lynn-sensei?!"

"Oh my god, even the second-year Kasumigaoka-senpai...! My youth... is over..."

"Damn it! Why is one teacher so popular? This isn't fair!"

The girls' screams and the boys' wails became the grandest background noise of this war.

The entire playground instantly transformed into a giant tactical map.

At the center of the map is the sole target—Lynn—who has just stepped down from the ignition platform and looks languid.

And in the four quadrants of the map, the four points of light are cutting into the center at high speed with an unstoppable momentum!

Yui Yuigahama charged forward instinctively, like a little dog lost in a crowd but determined to run towards its owner.

Eriri bit her lip tightly, using an expression that said, "I'm just passing by," as she awkwardly but quickly weaved through the crowd.

Yukino Yukinoshita lifted her skirt and took the most steady and fastest steps, tracing a straight path of attack.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, with a cat-like gait and a confident smile, moved like a black mamba stalking the shadows, silently closing in on her prey's blind spot.

An encirclement composed of the four most beautiful girls from the Soubu High School is rapidly forming!

Lynn stood there, watching this scene, a helpless yet amused expression on his face.

Just a second before the four were about to complete their encirclement and war was about to break out.

He did something that no one expected.

Chapter 107: One of Five? Lynn's Final Decision!

Lynn did not choose anyone, nor did she back down.

He shifted his body slightly to the side, and simultaneously reached out with his left and right hands, grabbing the wrists of both men with an undeniable precision.

One was Yuigahama Yui, who had already rushed up to him and whose eyes were filled with him.

The other one, having silently moved to his side from the most secluded corner, was someone he hadn't noticed at all.

Kasugano Sora.

"Every game has to have a beginning."

He wore a gentle yet authoritative smile, and his voice, though not loud, clearly reached everyone's ears.

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the bewildered Yui and the expressionless Sora without saying a word, turned around, and forcefully merged into a group of students who were holding hands and preparing to dance.

Yui Yuigahama's brain buzzed, and she was instantly plunged into a blissful dizziness.

(Huh? Huh? Teacher... grabbed me? And... danced with me?!)

Kasugano Sora's dark eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction.

She quietly felt the warmth from her brother emanating from her wrist.

(Onii-chan's light always attracts so many annoying flying insects.)

(However, seeing how much fun he's having...)

(As the younger sister, I'll indulge her a little tonight.)

(Anyway, those who borrowed everything will eventually have to pay it back with interest!)

This unexpected start left Eriri, Kasumigaoka Utaha, and Yukinoshita Yukino, who were halfway through their charge, completely stunned.

"Damn it! That cunning fellow!" Eriri stomped her feet in anger.

In group dances, partners change continuously as the dance steps progress.

Lynn took full advantage of this.

As the dance steps shifted, he released Yuihama and faced Eriri, whose face was flushed red.

"Hey! You guy!"

Eriri lowered her voice and complained in her signature tsundere tone, trying to gain the upper hand.

"Can't you concentrate on dancing?! Try stepping on my foot again! You idiot!"

Lynn smiled, and the moment she stumbled over her dance step again and lost her balance, she pulled her a little closer to her before whispering in her ear.

"Sorry, but the way you look all puffed up right now is cuter than any of the heroines in your stories."

These words, like the most precise weapon of causality, instantly pierced through all of Eriri's psychological defenses.

"W-What's cute! I-I'm not cute at all...No, wait!"

Her mind went blank, and she completely forgot the dance steps she had practiced for so long.

She became completely uncoordinated, and was almost being half-carried by Lynn just to keep up with the rhythm of the music.

(Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! That bastard... how... how did he know...?)

She could only bite her lip tightly, burying her flushed face low, daring not to look at him again.

The dance partner changed again, this time it was Yukino Yukinoshita.

She didn't speak, but simply met his gaze quietly. Her clear, icy eyes reflected the flickering firelight and his composed face.

Dressed in her finest attire, she was breathtakingly beautiful in the firelight.

Lynn could feel the slight coolness from her fingertips.

“Yukinoshita,” Lynn spoke up, “your dance steps are perfect, like a textbook example.”

"Mmm," she responded softly, in a flat, statement-of-fact tone.

"After all, as the executive chairman of the school festival, it is logical and most reasonable for me to engage in a social etiquette dance with the faculty and staff who have made the greatest contributions. I am just fulfilling my duty."

Soon, the dance partner changed again.

Finally, as if she had planned it all along, Kasumigaoka Utaha gracefully turned to face him.

She pressed her body softly against Lynn's, almost seamlessly, and whispered in his ear in a knowing, knowing voice, a mixture of admiration and amusement:

"Teacher, your perfect, even distribution is the most heartbreaking thing for a young girl."

"Because it gives them the illusion that 'they can do it too'."

Lynn smelled the shampoo scent emanating from her hair and smiled back, responding in a soft whisper.

"Really? But sometimes, a beautiful illusion is precisely the only hope that sustains a person through the long, dark night. What do you think, Ms. Kasumi Shiko?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's body stiffened slightly.

Her smile deepened, and she raised her eyes, her wine-red pupils shimmering with a captivating luster in the firelight, as if admiring an interesting work of art.

"Hehe, even the way the teacher stubbornly refuses to admit it has such a philosophical quality..."

She leaned closer again and, in an almost inaudible voice, delivered her final challenge.

"But please remember..."

"Once the duet begins, you won't be able to escape anymore."

……

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Light Music Club took over the stage.

After a burst of intense guitar strumming, the musical style suddenly shifts.

A heartfelt, soothing ballad, so thick it makes the air thick with emotion, flows gently like a stream under the moonlight.

The group dance ended.

Time for a duet!

The restless atmosphere instantly turned ambiguous.

Many students, who had been itching to express their feelings, found their ideal partners and extended invitations, some shyly and others boldly.

Couples began to sway around the campfire, merging into that romantic ocean of youth and hormones.

However, in this romantic ocean, there is a small whirlpool that seems out of place.

A popular soccer ace among the boys mustered his courage and approached Yui Yuigahama, his face flushed as he extended his hand: "Yuigahama-san, I... can I ask you..."

"Ah! I'm so sorry!"

Yui Yuigahama waved her hands frantically, not even daring to look the other person in the eye, but her gaze unconsciously drifted to a figure not far away.

"I...I'm a little tired, I want to...I want to rest for a bit!"

On the other side, a self-proclaimed cultured young man politely extended an invitation to Yukino Yukinoshita.

Yukinoshita merely glanced at him indifferently, her tone calm and even, yet carrying an unyielding coldness.

"Excuse me, as the chairman of the executive committee, I still have follow-up procedures to confirm. Please excuse me."

Not far away, Eriri, facing an arrogant and ignorant person who tried to strike up a conversation, crossed her arms and raised her chin without any mercy.

"Huh? Who are you? I'm busy right now, don't bother me!"

Even Kasumigaoka Utaha gracefully touched her lips with her index finger, declining an invitation from a junior student.

A perfect smile graced her lips, yet her words were like honey laced with poison.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, but not just anyone can be my dance partner!"

As for the silver-haired princess... no one dared to approach her at all.

Kasugano Sora simply stood quietly, holding her black rabbit doll, outside of the commotion.

Within a three-meter radius around her, there seemed to be an invisible barrier of absolute zero.

Several boys who considered themselves brave merely exchanged glances and tried to approach, but were frozen in place by several unfriendly, murderous gazes from those around them.

—That was the silent warning from the Silver Moon Knights.

Qiong herself doesn't even need to make any statement; her very existence is a rejection of the entire world.

Her waiting was for only one person.

In an instant, the five beautiful girls at the top of the Zongwu High Pyramid rejected all the invitations in their own ways!

They all turned their gazes in the same direction, without prior arrangement.

……

This scene instantly sparked whispers among those around them.

A boy's voice was filled with disbelief: