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

Lynn silently complained to herself.

This emotion is more complex than that of a Russian nesting doll.

But a gentle, harmless smile, typical of an ordinary teacher, had already appeared on his face.

"So it's Ms. Yukinoshita, nice to meet you."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, polite yet distant.

"It's not troublesome at all. Yukinoshita is a very inquisitive student, and I admire her."

In a single sentence, she effortlessly and subtly deflected Yang Nai's tentative remark about "causing trouble."

The smile in Yukino's eyes deepened.

Interesting, so interesting.

This man was able to so easily dismantle his own rhetoric trap.

"Really? That child has always been stubborn and his personality is a bit... well, you know."

Yang Nai sighed, feigning distress. His expression of worrying about his sister was enough to make any man feel pity for him.

"She seems to have developed a strong interest in you personally lately, and even has the audacity to want to investigate you."

"Honestly, she's so insensible. I'll definitely have a good talk with her when I get back."

The second offensive has begun.

This sentence is even harsher than the previous one.

By directly pointing out Yukino's "investigation," he seemed to be criticizing his sister, but in reality, he was putting pressure on Rin.

[So what? My sister has gone to such lengths, shouldn't you give me an explanation? Are you feeling guilty? Did you do something to my sister?]

The subtext, translated, is a blatant threat.

In Lynn's [Emotional Perception], the pale purple "probing" light instantly brightened, and was mixed with a sharp "pressure" feel.

"It's normal for teenagers to have some curiosity about their teachers outside of the classroom."

Lynn's smile remained gentle, and his tone was as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

"This shows that my classes are at least not so boring that students lose all interest."

"From this perspective, I should feel honored."

Once again, he used a flawless, watertight Tai Chi push-hands technique to neutralize Yang Nai's powerful punch.

Not only did he resolve the issue, he also took the opportunity to praise himself.

For the first time, a very subtle, almost imperceptible pause appeared on Yukino's smile.

She discovered that her pride and the persuasive skills and aura that had always been effective in countless social situations were completely ineffective in front of this man.

He was like a sponge soaked in oil.

Whether you throw water or fire at him, he will neither absorb it nor burn it.

He just floated there quietly.

He uses a posture that makes you hate him to the core, yet you are completely powerless against him, to render all your offensive efforts futile.

This feeling……

Yukinoshita, who had lived for over twenty years, was experiencing this for the first time.

She felt as if she wasn't talking to a young teacher in her early twenties, but rather to a cunning old fox who had lived for over a hundred years and had long since seen through the illusions of the world.

No, that's not right.

The old fox's eyes are deep and revealing.

And this man's eyes... were empty.

It's a kind of pure laziness that makes one uninterested in anything in the world.

It was this laziness that made him absolutely immune to all tests and pressure.

Because he simply... doesn't care.

"Teacher Lynn is really an interesting person."

Yang Nai put away his pretentious probing and, for the first time, his narrow eyes truly and earnestly examined Lin En.

She stopped smiling.

When Yukino no Hiyano stops smiling at you, that means she has truly come to regard you as a rival.

But just as she was preparing to launch the third, more direct offensive...

Suddenly, out of the blue, Lynn said something that caught her completely off guard.

"She has always played the role of the perfect 'Yukinoshita Haruno' that everyone expects..."

He looked at her.

Those eyes, which always carried a hint of weariness, seemed to pierce through her perfect makeup, through her impeccable aura, reaching straight to the deepest wasteland of her soul, a wasteland that even she herself was unwilling to touch.

His voice was soft and gentle, like a breeze brushing across a lake.

"It must have been very hard for you, Ms. Yukinoshita."

boom--!

It was as if an invisible thunderclap had exploded deep within Yukino's mind!

Her face, always adorned with a perfect smile, that mask of composure that allowed her to handle any situation with ease, vanished in that instant…

Click.

A crack appeared.

The smile on her face froze.

The light in her eyes froze.

Her breathing even stopped.

The whole world, all sounds, faded away from her at that moment.

Only the man's calm yet seemingly magical words remained, echoing wildly in her mind again and again.

Hard?

How long has it been... since anyone said those two words to her?

From the time she can remember, she was the pride of her parents, a role model for her relatives, and the "other people's child" in everyone's eyes.

She must be outstanding, she must be perfect, she must be charming and sophisticated.

She cannot make mistakes, cannot show weakness, and cannot have any emotions that are inconsistent with her identity as the "eldest daughter of the Yukinoshita family".

She had long been accustomed to using a perfect mask to deal with the world, and accustomed to filling the emptiness in her heart by manipulating people's hearts.

Even she herself had almost forgotten that beneath that mask lay a real soul that could get tired and weary.

But this man in front of me...

This is an ordinary Mandarin teacher I'm meeting for the first time...

How could he...

How could he...

With just one sentence, he so easily and so precisely pierced through her deepest, most hidden disguise.

In that instant, Yukinoshita Haruno felt as if she had been stripped naked and was standing in front of this man.

All pride, all scheming, all pretense were shattered by his nonchalant words.

Vulnerable.

Until Lynn's figure was about to disappear around the street corner.

Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly snapped out of her daze.

She was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, and a fine layer of cold sweat even seeped from her forehead.

She instinctively raised her hand, wanting to wipe away the cold sweat, but found that her fingertips were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She, Yukino Yukinoshita...

To think that I could feel...fear because of a few words from a man?

However, what followed the fear was an even stronger, more intense excitement that made her blood boil... an extreme excitement!

"Ah……"

She chuckled softly, the laughter gradually growing from its initial suppressed tone to a more unrestrained and exuberant one.

In those eyes, which had been unfocused by shock, a light reignited, more intense and dangerous than ever before.

"Lin, En..."

She pronounced the name slowly and deliberately, as if trying to imprint it deeply into her soul.

"You man..."

The corners of her mouth curved into a sickly yet exquisitely beautiful arc, and the possessiveness in her eyes was almost tangible.

"I've decided you're the one!"

Originally, she just wanted to play a little "revealing" game with her sister.

But now, the nature of the situation has completely changed.

This hunt will no longer be a game.

It was her, Yukino Yukinoshita, who wagered her entire dignity in... war!

……

On Lynn's way home.

Sudden!.

Chapter 13: The world is accelerating!

Escaping from Yukino's suffocating aura, Lynn felt as if she had just finished an 800-meter steeplechase.

Tired.

Mainly because I'm tired.

Dealing with women whose very DNA is etched with scheming is like having your brain's CPU burning at full speed every second.

Fortunately, I was more skilled.

No, it's a step above.

Lynn walked home, the evening breeze carrying away some of his frustration, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally, we're free.

His thoughts had drifted back to that eternal courtyard that belonged only to him.

I wonder how badly Ren was tortured by the ten thousand "scientific thrusting" assignments he gave her.

I bet he's crying and swearing at the air right now.

Just thinking about that scene made Lynn's lips curl into a wicked smile.

Hmm, I should give her some new tasks tonight.

Spikes alone won't kill the Upper Moon Demon; we need to at least give her the "supercritical extraction and centrifugal separation technology for wisteria flower toxins."

Just as he was seriously conceiving a new "teaching syllabus" and preparing to go home to continue exploiting child laborers from another world.

"Buzz...buzz..."

My phone vibrated in my pocket at an inopportune moment.

Lynn took out his phone, and a string of unfamiliar numbers was flashing on the screen. The location indicated that it was a remote, godforsaken rural area that he had only seen on a map.

"..."