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

He picked up the car keys hanging in the entryway.

The crisp sound of metal clashing brought the crying and panic in the living room to a halt.

He didn't even look at the blonde girl huddled in the corner of the sofa, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Sitting here and crying won’t solve anything.”

He shook the keys in his hand.

"Let's go out for a walk."

Gabriel's red, tear-filled eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Yes!"

Yui Yuigahama immediately nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Sometimes when I'm in a bad mood, my mom will take me for a drive, and the breeze always makes me feel better!"

Before Gabrielle could even utter her refusal, Lynn was already in front of her, reaching out a hand and forcefully pulling her away from the sofa.

Yui Yuigahama and Kasugano Sora followed immediately.

Upon arriving at the parking lot downstairs, Kasugano Sora, who had been walking silently at the front, naturally reached out and opened the passenger door.

But just as she was about to sit down, she suddenly paused.

She looked back.

Those brown eyes glanced at Gabriel, who was still in a daze, with Lynn holding her wrist.

Then, she said nothing.

He simply closed the car door that represented his special position.

He opened the back door himself and got in.

Seeing this, Yui Yuigahama quickly followed suit and sat down in the back row, right next to Sora.

And so, the passenger seat that had been deliberately left empty quietly awaited its new owner.

Gabriel was roughly shoved inside by Lynn, and the car door slammed shut with a "bang".

That sound was like a dividing line, completely splitting her world in two.

Outside the car, the night was cold and had judged her.

Inside the car, there was a silent warmth that accepted her.

The engine emitted a deep roar.

……

Lynn didn't set any navigation destination; he simply skillfully steered the wheel and merged into the city's nighttime traffic.

The car drove smoothly.

After passing through streets brightly lit by lights, we finally drove onto the coastal highway that stretches endlessly along the coastline.

The sea breeze at night, carrying a slightly cool and salty scent, suddenly rushed in through the half-open car window.

The wind tousled Gabriel's long, dazzling golden hair.

It also seemed to blow away the last vestiges of sanctity and pride in her heart, tainted by the rules of mortals.

She instinctively turned her head and looked out the window.

The city's dazzling lights were left far behind, and the rapidly receding guardrails stretched into blurry streaks of light in the field of vision.

In the distance, the sea stretches out to the horizon, its surface reflecting the cool glow of the moon.

It was quiet in the car.

Yuihama in the back row seemed to have noticed the change in atmosphere as well, but she just sat quietly without making a sound.

Lynn, who was driving, didn't say a word the entire time.

He was focused intently on the road ahead, and the profile of his face appeared particularly focused and reliable in the dim light.

This silence, however, was not embarrassing.

Instead, it was like an invisible, enormous net that gently caught all her out-of-control emotions and enveloped her broken Holy Spirit (heart).

For the first time, Gabriel used her senses to experience this mundane world with such realism.

This feeling was unlike any description she had read in classical texts.

It does not originate from sacred dogma.

It did not stem from a lofty mission.

It comes from the speed at which the wind blows across your cheek.

It originates from the monotonous sound of waves crashing against the rocks.

It was the silent man beside me and the two quiet girls in the back row who created a sense of security.

At that moment, she was completely captivated.

It is not about succumbing to the great sins called "laziness" or "gluttony".

Instead, they succumb to this gentle, reasonless freedom called "indulgence."

original……

The beauty of the mundane world can be so simple.

So direct.

So...it's impossible to resist.

When the car stopped again in front of the apartment building, Gabriel had completely calmed down.

She was no longer angry, nor did she feel wronged.

My heart was filled with an unprecedented tranquility, as if cleansed by the sea breeze.

as well as……

She developed a quiet, inexplicable dependence on the man beside her, a dependence she herself was unaware of.

Lynn turned off the engine and removed the car key.

"We've arrived. You can go up first. I'll park the car."

His voice broke the silence in the car, calm and natural.

"Okay, teacher!"

Yui Yuigahama responded energetically and opened the back door.

Kasugano Sora also got out of the car, the night breeze ruffling her soft silver hair.

Gabriel also pushed open the door and stepped out, standing in the cool night air, still somewhat at a loss.

Just then, she saw a scene that made her heart skip a beat.

The silver-haired girl, who had always been the most silent and averse to outsiders, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She turned around.

Those deep, pool-like brown eyes quietly gazed at him.

There was no pity, no scrutiny in those eyes, only a kind of... faint ripple as if seeing another version of oneself.

Then, to Yui Yuigahama's astonishment, Kasugano Sora silently reached out her small hand to Gabriel.

No words.

There wasn't even a facial expression.

Gabriel stared blankly at the small, fair hand reaching out to her.

Her breath hitched.

My heart, which had just been soothed by the sea breeze, was instantly stirred up by this simple action.

The warmth that I had managed to suppress welled up in my eyes again, uncontrollably.

She reached out her slightly cool, even trembling hand and carefully grasped the sudden, heavy kindness.

Yui Yuigahama was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and then a smile that was brighter than the moonlight bloomed on her face.

She quickly walked over, smiling, and took Gabriel's free hand from the other side, firmly protecting her in the middle.

The three of them walked hand in hand toward the entrance of the apartment.

The warm, orange light pierced through the deep night, like an ever-burning lighthouse, quietly waiting for those who would return.

In that instant, the word "home" was no longer just a cold entry in the celestial scriptures in Gabriel's mind.

It has temperature and weight.

It is the real warmth coming from both sides at this moment.

It was her only and final home after being "judged" and "exiled" by the whole world.

A thought emerged in her mind with unparalleled clarity and determination.

She must protect this warmth!

The best way to protect it is to go deeper and "understand" the core of this family, and understand the man who made her fall into depravity—Lynn.

……

As she stepped into the warmly lit living room, Lynn closed the door behind her.

With a click, the darkness and cold outside were completely shut out.

He took off his coat and casually hung it in the entryway.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the blonde girl beside him, whose hair was slightly messy from the wind, whose eyes were still a little red, but whose gaze had been completely renewed. A faint smile finally appeared on his face.

"You smell like the sea breeze, go take a shower."

His voice was gentle, with a hint of irresistible consideration.

"The water has been prepared for you."

Chapter 128: Gabriel: I saw Lynn naked, but this is proof of my family's trust!

Lynn had perfectly adjusted the water temperature in the bathroom to a level that instantly made one feel relaxed.

A warm current enveloped Gabriel's body, and seemed to seep into her wounded holy spirit.

The mist is steaming.

She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, closed her eyes, and savored the long-lost peace that almost drowned her.

That sweet aroma of strawberries that has broken through a thousand years of 'restraint';

That astonished gaze that ignited vanity and arrogance;

Those gaming chairs that tempt people to succumb to laziness;

That intimate relationship that evokes a bittersweet sense of jealousy;

Those shopping bags that fuel 'greed' and materialistic desires;

That absurd trial that ignited 'anger'...

All the memories that the heavens considered sinful now surged within her wounded Holy Spirit with a scalding heat called "living."

In the end, all the noise froze in that night with the sea breeze blowing.

The speed of the wind.

The Song of the Sea.

The two girls in the back row kept him company silently.

And... the silent yet reliable profile of the man in the driver's seat.

...

When Gabriel walked out of the bathroom wearing Yui Yuigahama's oversized pajamas with a cute puppy pattern, she felt an unprecedented sense of peace.