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

"This is the 'work' that I, as a teacher, most want to protect."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lynn stopped and, holding the still somewhat dazed Qiong's hand, strolled leisurely between the two mothers and left.

He was left with a mess and two sophisticated women with differing motives.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Mrs. Yuihama and Sayuri Sawamura, these two "rivals" meeting for the first time, both had the same thought in their minds.

(No wonder...no wonder my silly daughter got so deeply involved...)

This man saw right through all their schemes.

He saw through all his daughters' little schemes, but chose not to expose them or ridicule them.

Instead, they protected everyone's fragile self-esteem in the gentlest and most considerate way.

This effortless control, this all-knowing gentleness... it's simply unfair.

But then, a second thought also surfaced in their minds.

(But... my silly daughter has absolutely no chance against such a perfect man...)

As Sayuri Sawamura watched her daughter, who was still lost in blushing joy, a dangerous smile crept onto her lips.

Chapter 112: The Final Problem of the School Festival: The Missing Guitar Hero

Her assessment of Lynn has jumped from "a young man worth observing" to "an unprecedented, top-tier prey".

(I thought it would just be a simple assessment, but I never expected it to be such an interesting challenge.)

Her fighting spirit was higher than ever before.

(Eri can't be counted on; it seems I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands.)

Meanwhile, Mrs. Yui watched Lynn's departing figure, and a more intense and undisguised light ignited in her gentle eyes.

Previously, my expectations were limited to the level of "family".

But with further understanding...

She discovered that her long-dormant heart was beating uncontrollably once again.

She glanced at her "competitor" beside her, who was also quite skilled.

(It seems that just being a 'mother-in-law' isn't enough anymore...)

A bold idea, one that even made her blush, quietly emerged.

The two mothers' gazes met silently in the air.

Gone are the initial tentative explorations; all that remains is the tacit understanding between "colleagues" and the unspoken fighting spirit between "opponents."

The war is far from over.

No, I should say... this is just the beginning.

……

The school festival reached its most glorious climax at dusk.

The last rays of the setting sun reluctantly sank below the horizon, dyeing the sky a deep and magnificent indigo.

Meanwhile, the campus of Zongwu High School was illuminated by countless lights, transforming into a bustling and dazzling city that never sleeps, standing in the heart of the city.

On the grand stage, lasers and spotlights intertwined to create a dreamlike net of light, as five universities presented their best performances, bombarding the audience's senses with their spectacular visuals and sounds.

The aroma of food, the sweat of young girls, and the hormones of youth mingled in the air, creating a unique, dizzying atmosphere called "carnival."

This is no longer a school festival.

"Are you kidding me...? This is really an event organized by students from the '877 High School?"

A seasoned director who had worked at a television station for twenty years and was used to big events was shocked to see the professional crowd control and flow of people comparable to a large music festival. He took off his headphones and muttered to himself.

"Stage management, security planning, coordination with the commercial area... they're way more professional than the bunch of useless idiots at our station!"

His young assistant next to him was rapidly refreshing network data on a tablet, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Senior! Look! On Twitter, the hashtags #SobuHighSchoolFestival and #GodTeacherLynn# have topped the charts!"

"The total number of viewers watching all the live stream clips of the school festival on YouTube has exceeded 500,000! 500,000! This has become a phenomenal social event!"

Among the crowd, several well-dressed, capable-looking middle-aged men were staring intently at the executive committee members who were maintaining order in the crowd, as if they were looking at rare treasures.

"The student council of this school... no, I mean the executive committee,"

The Mediterranean man at the head of the group roared excitedly into the phone.

"Their execution and adaptability are stronger than 90% of our company's elite team! Investigate!"

"I want all the information on their leaders, especially that chairperson named Yukino Yukinoshita, and... yes, and that elusive advisor, Lynn! We can't let such talent slip through our fingers!"

On the other side, a stylishly dressed woman wearing sunglasses was being protected by several bodyguards.

She is the most famous talent scout in the industry, but at this moment she is like a fanatical fan, frantically taking pictures of the stage with her phone.

"Write down the lead singer of that band! The center of that girl group who dances! And that guy who plays the classical piano! This is a treasure trove of talent!"

"A high school festival is of higher quality than the trainee selections our company has held for three years!"

"Sōbu High... no, I mean that teacher Lynn... how did he do that?!"

For a time, the three characters "Zongwu High" became synonymous with "miracle".

The name "Lynn" has become the most mysterious and captivating legend behind this miracle.

This grand feast of youth, which he created single-handedly and far exceeded everyone's imagination, finally reached its most glorious and dazzling peak amidst everyone's amazement, praise, and fervor.

……

However, beneath this sea of ​​joy, an uneasy undercurrent was quietly gathering in the backstage dressing room.

The atmosphere here is completely different from that outside; it's so tense it feels like it's about to freeze.

"What should I do... what should I do!"

Kita Ikuyo paced anxiously in circles, her usually cheerful face now filled with a look of impending tears.

"Little Boqi said he was going to the restroom, and he hasn't come back for twenty minutes! We can't get through to him on the phone either!"

Ichi Nijika stared intently at her phone, dialing the unreachable number again and again, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten.

Yamada Ryo leaned against the wall, her face still maintaining that indifferent "it's none of my business" expression, but her hands, tightly gripping the bass straps with slightly white knuckles, betrayed her inner anxiety.

“Jing Si…” Hong Xia’s voice trembled slightly as she looked at the only adult in the room.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's expression was also extremely unpleasant. She took a deep drag on her cigarette and then forcefully stubbed it out in the ashtray, her handsome face filled with irritation.

As the finale, the Unity Band's performance had less than an hour left, but the lead guitarist went missing at this crucial moment!

Based on her understanding of Goto Doku, she figured he probably saw the huge crowd in the audience, had a social anxiety attack, and had huddled up in some corner.

But now is not the time for her to calm down!

"hateful!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka slammed her fist on the table. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she took out her phone and dialed the number she least wanted to bother him at this time.

……

Lynn was holding Qiong's hand as they strolled slowly through the food street.

Qiong held a giant cotton candy in her hands, her little face showing a satisfied expression. Her other hand was still tightly clutching the hem of Lynn's clothes, as if it were her only connection to this noisy world.

Just as Lynn was about to buy her another bunch of candied apples, her phone vibrated in her pocket.

When Lynn saw the caller ID read "Hiratsuka Shizuka," her eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Hello, Jing?"

As soon as the call connected, Hiratsuka Shizuka roared, suppressing her anger and anxiety.

"Lynn! Something terrible has happened! Goto has gone missing!"

The languid look on Lynn's face vanished instantly.

He reassured Qiong, who had immediately become wary, with a look in his eyes, and asked in a steady voice.

"Don't rush, tell me slowly, what happened?"

After listening to Hiratsuka Shizuka's account, Lynn's face darkened completely.

"I understand. You all stay where you are and don't go anywhere. I'm coming over now."

After hanging up the phone, he squatted down and ruffled Qiong's hair. His voice was still gentle, but his eyes had changed.

"Sora, go find Yui and the others, okay? Onii-chan has to deal with a little trouble."

Qiong looked into his eyes, which no longer held the usual gentleness and languor, but rather a cold focus she had never seen before.

She nodded understandingly and loosened her grip on his clothes.

Lynn stood up, and as he turned around, he closed his eyes.

[Emotional perception], activated.

The entire world instantly transformed in his mind into an ocean composed of countless clusters of emotional light.

Ecstatic red, expectant gold, weary gray... He quickly filtered out these mixed colors and began to search with all his might for that familiar, fragile pinkish-blue light that represented extreme fear and unease.

Soon, he found it.

In a corner of the campus.

However, the moment he "saw" the ball of pinkish-blue light, his face darkened more than ever before.

Beside that violently trembling, collapsing pinkish-blue mass, there were several completely unfamiliar, murky emotions that he had never seen before!

It was a filthy, dark green, a mixture of greed, bloodlust, violence, and malice...

Like a few hyenas that have smelled blood, they are gradually driving the trembling, pinkish-blue ball of light into a corner.

"problem occurs."

Lynn opened his eyes, and the three words he uttered were chillingly cold.

This is no longer a simple case of social anxiety; rather, Goto has stumbled into real danger from the adult world while trying to escape from the crowd.

When Lynn arrived at the backstage dressing room as quickly as possible, Yukino Yukinoshita, Hayato Hayama, Hachiman Hikigaya, and others also rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Teacher Lynn!" Yukino Yukinoshita saw him and immediately went forward, a rare hint of anxiety showing on her usually cold and calm face.

"I've heard about it. How's the situation now?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka stubbed out her third cigarette and suddenly stood up to make a suggestion.

"We must immediately mobilize the executive committee, broadcast announcements throughout the entire school, and conduct a thorough search!"

"No."

Lynn's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly drowned out all the noise in the lounge, silencing everyone.

"It's too late, and it will only make things worse and attract the media attention, which will cause even more trouble."

His gaze swept over everyone present, and his eyes no longer held any of their usual languor, but instead a kind of absolute calm and pressure that made everyone present, including Hayama Hayato, feel a chill run down their spines.

He stopped explaining and instead looked at Yukino Yukinoshita in an authoritative, commanding tone.

"Yukinoshita."

"Yes." Yukinoshita straightened up instinctively.

"Use your methods to communicate with the stage director, at any cost, to secure a twenty-minute delay for the Unity Band's performance."

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't ask why, but simply nodded heavily: "I understand."

Immediately afterwards, Lynn's gaze turned to Hayato Hayama.

"Ye Shan."

"Yes." Hayato Hayama's expression also became extremely solemn.

"In the name of the Executive Committee, immediately seal off all entrances and exits to the back office."

"Before I return, no one should know that the lead guitarist is missing. We should just say that he is doing the final equipment adjustments."