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

She extended her slightly trembling fingertips, the pads of her fingers still covered in coarse charcoal ash, and hesitated, yet with utmost care, repeatedly stroked those simple lines.

She seemed to be trying to grasp that illusory warmth, or perhaps she was using this most clumsy way to touch that unattainable lover.

The next second, the scalding tears she had just held back could no longer be contained.

Like a burst dam, large drops of water crashed onto the canvas, instantly blurring the outline of those eyes.

She murmured to herself in a voice as light as a feather yet carrying the weight of the entire world, gazing at the blurred, incomplete portrait blurred by tears.

"Lynn..."

"When you look at the real moon... will there be a moment when you think of me?"

She paused, then burst into tears, her voice broken and incoherent.

"...You must remember to turn around."

"Thinking back to that, treating those three short days as a lifetime... what a fool."

Chapter 120: Silly Daughter, if even you lose, does Mother still have a chance?

The embers of the Soubu High School Festival are still burning brightly in every corner of the internet.

The "Unity Band" became an overnight sensation.

Goto Doku, the "Guitar Hero," is a name frequently mentioned by music critics and ardent fans.

The name of Lynn, the creator of all those miracles, is like a giant whale in the deep waters, stirring up silent waves in the hearts of only a few.

At this moment, the giant whale is quietly staying in his apartment.

The living room lights were set to a warm, dim setting.

Kasugano Sora, like a silver kitten that had finally captured the world, clung to Lynn's arm.

Her small face pressed tightly against his shoulder, absorbing his unique warmth and breath.

Her eyes were incredibly bright, reflecting Lynn's image.

And endless anticipation for tomorrow.

The "seven-day promise" has finally come to be fulfilled.

Tomorrow, she will give everything she has to her older brother without reservation.

Just now, Lynn dialed that number right in front of her.

"Hello, this is the Hakone 'Tsukimi-dai' (Moon Viewing Platform)."

"Book the 'Sky Dome' villa for tomorrow night."

Lynn's voice was calm and clear.

"From check-in to check-out, I need absolute privacy throughout the entire area."

The customer service representative on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback for a moment by the request, and then, in a more respectful tone, quoted an astronomical figure that could bankrupt an ordinary family.

Lynn didn't even blink and calmly gave out her bank card number.

The 100 million yuan that came in unexpected windfall has finally run out of money after being used to buy shops, renovate cat cafes, and spend lavishly this time.

This is practically the final clearance sale.

But he doesn't care.

A promise must be kept with the most solemn ceremony.

This is his awareness as a "owner".

The phone hangs up.

The starlight in Qiong's eyes was almost overflowing. She hugged him tighter and made a satisfied gurgling sound in her throat.

"Onii-chan..."

However, Lynn simply smiled and ruffled her soft silver hair, while his mind raced with calculations.

The "Seven-Day Agreement" was a 'saturated appeasement' of Qiong's obsessive possessiveness.

The problem is that a closed world with only two people will only make her more greedy and less tolerant of any 'impurities' after the initial satisfaction.

This balance is like walking on thin ice.

On the other side, Yui Yuigahama had already retreated to the edge of the cliff.

If given another push, she will be completely eliminated, and may even become a new destabilizing factor due to despair.

An out-of-control anchor point is an unacceptable problem for Lynn.

So... this trip.

It is both the coronation ceremony of the dome.

It must also be Yui's 'award ceremony'.

They must be made to learn how to coexist on the same battlefield.

This is the most effortless and permanent solution.

Having figured this out, Lynn slowly unlocked her phone, found another number, and dialed it, under the expectant gaze of her eyes filled with longing for "just the two of them."

The moment his fingertips swiped across the screen, the girl in his arms seemed to drop a degree in body temperature.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Yui, I'm Lynn."

"Ah! Teacher Lynn!"

The girl's voice, a mix of surprise and panic, came from the other end of the phone, like a startled little rabbit.

Lynn's tone was so gentle it was almost dripping with warmth.

"Yui, thank you for your hard work at the school festival. I'm very grateful to you for taking care of Sora at school."

The body in his arms stiffened instantly.

Kasugano Sora slowly raised her head, and the stars that had just been twinkling in her beautiful silver eyes were now covered with a thin layer of mist.

The grievances were almost overflowing from those eyes.

"To treat you, I've booked a hot spring trip to Hakone for tomorrow. If you don't mind, please come along."

The living room was dead silent.

Only on the phone could you hear Yui Yuigahama's slightly chaotic, blissful breathing, a result of overwhelming surprise.

Qiong's lips slowly turned down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The feelings of dissatisfaction and betrayal were almost tangible.

But she ultimately did not have an attack.

Lynn's words echoed in my mind—

"Sometimes, sharing a little bit of light is so that your flame will never go out."

She doesn't quite understand this complex logic yet.

But she understood one thing.

What Onii-chan said is the rule.

She didn't want to experience the consequences of breaking the rules a second time.

So the girl just let out a heavy snort.

She buried her face back in Lynn's arms, and with an almost punishing force, opened her small mouth, her moist and warm lips gently licking his neck.

That was a declaration.

A protest.

A unique mark left behind by giving one's all under unchangeable rules.

"hiss……"

Lynn's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and her voice on the phone showed a subtle fluctuation.

"Then it's settled. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Yui Yuigahama on the other end of the phone was so engrossed in her immense joy that she was completely unaware of the strangeness. She simply responded with a cheerful tone, her voice filled with elation.

hang up the phone.

Lynn sighed helplessly and looked down at his younger sister in his arms, who was still asserting her dominance with her little gestures.

"Qiong, you're getting worse and worse."

Qiong raised her head, her cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes were unusually firm.

She held up two fair fingers and declared confidently.

"compensate."

"Double."

Lynn chuckled and could only lower his head.

After a long while, Qiong finally released him, completely satisfied. She looked as if she were drunk, with an alluring blush spreading across her face and neck.

She walked lightly back to her room and opened the suitcase deep inside the wardrobe.

Then, carefully, she put in the "final weapon" she had secretly bought online but never had the courage to wear.

The pure white slip dress symbolizes her original purity.

The jet-black lace lingerie symbolizes her impending attack.

And those several pairs of carefully rolled-up stockings of various colors are the ultimate weapons prepared for different battle situations.

The war among girls has already begun in places unseen.

……

On the other side, at the Yuihama family's house.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

After hanging up the phone, Yui Yuigahama rolled around on the bed, clutching her phone and kicking her legs wildly.

"Mom! Mom! Ms. Lynn invited me to go to Hakone for hot springs tomorrow!"

Mrs. Yuihama, who was watching TV in the living room, came over upon hearing the noise. Seeing her daughter's blissful expression, she smiled gently.

Immediately, his eyes sharpened.

It's a kind of keen intuition, comparable to that of a top strategist, honed through years of mingling in housewives' circles and countless afternoon tea chats and comparisons.

She grasped the crux of the problem in an instant.

"Just you two?"

"No... there's also Sora." Yui's excitement cooled down a little.

"really."

Mrs. Yuihama's smile vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

She walked to the bedside, placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders, and spoke in a serious tone, almost like a pre-battle mobilization speech.

"Yui, listen to me."

"This isn't a trip for fun."

"They're going to steal food!"

"Eh?"

“That little Qiong sister holds a fundamental and unshakeable position in Teacher Lynn’s heart.”

Mrs. Yuihama's eyes were sharper than those of an ordinary housewife; they were more like those of a battle-hardened general.

"If you want to get a share of the pie from her, it's far from enough to just be a 'good kid' or a 'well-behaved kid'."

“You have to make her feel that it would be a loss not to eat the meat that is being offered to her, but (bddd) eating it... won’t bother her.”