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

[Subject: Final Announcement Regarding the Confirmation of Mr. Lynn's Identity as the Fifth 'Grand Sorcerer']

Lynn looked at the two emails and realized she wasn't still half asleep.

Instead, the world, along with him, was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

He didn't even have the desire to open the email.

But then, at an inopportune moment, the phone started vibrating violently.

An unfamiliar number, but the name displayed on the caller ID made him gasp for breath.

——Gojo Satoru.

He hesitated for a moment, but still swiped to answer the call.

"Yo-ho~ Ms. Lynn! You finally answered the phone!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was flippant and cheerful, with a kind of cynical familiarity.

"I thought you found it too troublesome again and simply threw your phone into Tokyo Bay to fully enjoy your 'perfect teacher' retirement life!"

The voice, the tone, perfectly matched the voice of a white-haired, eye-patched man in his memory.

"Cut the nonsense."

Lynn subconsciously responded in a similarly familiar tone, tinged with a hint of impatience.

He was stunned as soon as he said it.

"Oh dear, still so indifferent." Gojo Satoru sighed dramatically on the other end of the line.

"I'm not messing around with you anymore, let's get down to business. Those old guys at the top are practically going bald from worrying about all that 'fusion cursed spirits' that have popped up lately."

"You're an expert in this field, when would you like to come to the college?"

"Perfect timing! I've just taken on a very interesting student; you'll definitely be interested."

Fusion of cursed spirits?

expert?

Lynn's temples began to throb.

Before he could even organize his thoughts, a cold, emotionless panel suddenly unfolded in his mind.

The world timelines have completed their initial merging.

To ensure the legitimacy of your host identity, we have automatically generated your 'past resume' and 'social network'.

···Requesting flowers··· ···

Please note that your 'daily routine' has been upgraded.

Lynn hung up the phone and put the last fried egg on a plate.

"dinner time."

His voice wasn't loud, but it had a strangely penetrating quality.

As soon as he finished speaking, the doors to both bedrooms opened almost simultaneously.

Gabriel, with her messy blonde hair, drifted to the dining table as if in a daze, plopped down, and slumped into the chair.

Kasugano Sora silently pulled out the chair next to Lynn and sat up straight.

Yui Yuigahama, yawning, ran over energetically to help carry the plates.

Good morning, teacher!

"Good morning, Sora and Riko!"

The atmosphere at the dining table was as noisy and warm as ever.

Lynn pushed a glass of hot milk toward Gabriel and spoke casually.

"The news today said that things seem to be getting unsettled in District 20."

"Huh? Teacher, you mean that ghoul?" Yui Yuigahama mumbled, biting into her toast.

"This is so annoying! I was planning to check out the new dessert shop that opened over there this weekend!"

Gabriel raised her eyelids, glanced at her with the look one would give a foolish mortal, and spoke in a languid voice.

"Ghouls are so inefficient at hunting; it's an insult to the word 'gluttony'."

"If it were me, I would simply set up a city-wide devouring array over Tokyo and solve the problem once and for all."

Kasugano Sora, sitting on the other side, sipped her milk and suddenly added softly.

“The residual curse energy in that area started to become unstable a week ago.”

"It was only a matter of time before something went wrong."

Their tone was as if they were discussing today's weather or complaining about the subway during rush hour.

Ghouls and cursed spirits—words that should only exist in fantasy—are spoken of with such natural ease.

..... ...... ...

Lynn's heart sank little by little.

Their memories have not been altered.

Every little detail of their time with him is real.

What has been changed is the world itself.

And, in their perception, the world as it truly is.

Only him.

Like a ghost lingering in the old era, it is out of place in this brand new world.

After breakfast, the girls once again occupied the "lazy people's nest" in the living room.

Lynn quietly tidied up the dishes and returned to her room.

He opened the email from the Department of Spellcasting.

There were no cumbersome official documents, only an encrypted personal file.

He entered his name as the password.

The file has been unlocked.

Name: Lynn

[Rank: Top-Tier Spellcaster]

[Spell: Domain 'Multiverse Mind Safety House' (Effects unknown, unobservable)]

[Innate Talent: Essence Insight (Effect unknown, unanalyzable)]

Recorded achievements:

[—Three years ago, I independently exorcised the special-grade cursed spirit 'Yamata no Orochi' that appeared in the Sea of ​​Japan (details confidential, records sealed).]

[—A year ago, he single-handedly suppressed the largest rampage involving cursed artifacts in the history of the High School of Cursed Arts, and destroyed the top-grade cursed artifact 'Wandering Cloud' with his bare hands (it has been repaired).]

[—He developed a unique barrier technique called 'Static Boundary,' which was assessed by the General Staff as having strategic value that could change the modern barrier technique system.]

[Overall assessment: Dangerous ideology, unpredictable behavior, and unfathomable strength. It is recommended to adopt the highest level of appeasement strategy; except in situations of "national crisis," no form of coercive intervention should be undertaken.]

With a blank expression, Lynn opened another email from the CCG.

The content is largely the same; both are dazzlingly impressive resumes.

Name: Lynn

[Rank: Top-Tier Investigator/High Warden of Kukria]

[Kuenk: None (This officer is accustomed to dispersing opponents with his bare hands)]

Recorded achievements:

[—Two years ago, he single-handedly suppressed the largest riot in the history of the SS-class containment facility 'Cookria,' subduing twenty-four ghouls of S-class or higher with his bare hands.]

[—He once refused to use the quinque and made the dangerous statement that "flesh and blood are the most primitive and purest weapons," which sparked huge controversy within the CCG.]

[—He was hailed as "the strongest warden in history" and "the best of the best."]

[Overall Assessment: An extremely dangerous pacifist. Their very existence is the ultimate deterrent to ghouls. Direct conflict with them is absolutely forbidden.]

Lynn stared at the two resumes, which were practically templates of "prodigy protagonists," and remained silent for a long time.

He finally understood what Gojo Satoru's familiar tone and the phrase "Your past resume has been generated" on the system panel really meant.

He, Lynn, an ordinary teacher who just wanted a peaceful daily life, was molded by the system into a legendary monster hidden in the city in this world that was forcibly upgraded.

He has no memory of it.

The phone screen lit up again and vibrated.

It's a text message.

The sender was still that name that gave him a headache.

[Gojo Satoru: I'm downstairs at your apartment building, teacher.]

[Gojo Satoru: I brought you your favorite Kikusui-an Kikufuku, with matcha cream filling.]

[Gojo Satoru: If you don't come down soon, I'm going to yell!] (Big)

Chapter 131: The strongest sorcerer arrives, and the Mistresses' group forms an absolute defensive line!

Lynn stared at the spam-like text message on her phone screen, her temples throbbing.

He turned off his phone screen expressionlessly and tossed it onto the sofa.

He chose the coping strategy that best aligned with his life principles—playing dead.

As long as I don't reply, trouble won't be able to find me.

Time seemed to slow down in the living room because of this.

Gabriel rolled over and remained sprawled out.

Kasugano Sora's pen scratched across the paper.

Yui Yuigahama glanced at Lynn curiously, but seeing that he didn't react, she continued watching her TV program.

Everything was calm and peaceful.

ten minutes later.

"Ding-dong-"

The crisp, rhythmic doorbell finally rang.

The rhythm remained brisk, but there was an inexplicable hint of grievance in it.

Lynn closed his eyes and let out a barely audible sigh.

Indeed, the most troublesome things are the troubles that cannot be avoided.

In the living room, the three girls all stopped moving at the same time.

Yui Yuigahama peeked out curiously: "Eh? Teacher, are we having guests?"

Kasugano Sora, on the other side of the sofa, slowly shifted her gaze from her sketchbook, her deep, pool-like eyes quietly landing on the entrance, a hint of wariness in them.

Gabrielle, sprawled in the middle of the sofa, didn't even change her posture, only letting out an extremely impatient click of her tongue.

"Tsk, trouble is coming knocking on my door again."

Lynn sighed, resignedly walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door, a tall, white-haired man wearing a black eye mask that covered the upper half of his face was leaning against the door frame with a grin.

He was carrying shopping bags of all sizes, printed with the logos of various high-end dessert shops. He didn't look like he was visiting; he looked more like he had just robbed the dessert street in Ginza.

"Teacher~"

Gojo Satoru's tone was as flippant as a weightless breeze. He shook the bag of desserts in his hand and said with a grin.

If you don't open the door by 8:00 or 9:00, I'll have to find my own way in.