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

That man...

That profile...

That expression, always carrying a hint of languor, as if indifferent to everything in the world…

In an instant, she was struck by the figure from her dream!

The one who pulled her out of the endless cycle of death and sustained her through three years of despair—"Mr. End"!

How can it be? !

He actually exists!

The first thing she did after becoming the president of the Star Guide Hall was to find him.

She used all the authority granted to her by the conglomerate and mobilized all available intelligence networks.

Driven to madness, regardless of the cost, they desperately wanted to find even the slightest trace of him in reality.

The result was... a blank page.

He was like a ghost that didn't exist in the real world, a phantom that only dwelled in her dreams.

She had even begun to despair, believing that the so-called "Mr. End" was nothing more than a false salvation she had imagined when she was on the verge of collapse...

But now!

Someone who should only exist in her imagination has actually appeared in reality?!

No... this is an illusion.

My brain is deceiving me again.

This sudden and erratic change made Ayato Amagiri, who was standing nearby, immediately realize that something was wrong.

"President?"

He followed Claudia's stiff gaze and saw only a man leisurely drinking coffee.

The man was almost too handsome, with a lazy and composed demeanor that seemed out of place in this competitive academy city.

Ayato Amagiri subconsciously praised him in his heart, then asked with even greater confusion:

"What happened to that person?"

That's the sentence—

A word of affirmation from the "real world"!

—He can see!

—Ayato Amagiri can see that person too!

This is not an illusion!

It's not just wishful thinking!

He really exists! He's really sitting there!

She had sworn an oath to herself long ago.

If I could meet him in real life, if he really existed...

Then she will do anything!

As if sensing the scorching, out-of-control gaze from this side, the man in the coffee shop finally slowly turned his head and cast his gaze over.

Those were a pair of dark, deep eyes, with a perfectly balanced hint of polite doubt, as if asking, "Do we know each other?"

The moment their gazes met—

Claudia's "rationality" has snapped completely!

"The...the president?!"

Under the astonished gazes of Ayato Amagiri and everyone around her, this noble and perfect queen disregarded her elegant demeanor.

She rushed towards the man.

Lynn hadn't even had time to put down her coffee cup.

I felt a gentle, warm breeze carrying the sophisticated scent of violets suddenly waft towards me.

next second.

A soft, hot, and slightly trembling touch had already possessed him domineeringly.

At the same time, a pair of small hands, trembling slightly with excitement, roamed over his body urgently and haphazardly, checking him over.

From his muscular chest to his broad shoulders…

Her entire soft body pressed tightly against his chest, as if she wanted to use all her strength to completely meld herself into his body and never separate from him again.

Lynn felt like she was being squeezed hard by two masses!

But this is not enough!

She wasn't even satisfied with that!

Amidst the deathly silence and gasps of everyone around, Claudia made a move that drove the entire Star Guide Hall into a frenzy.

she……

He straddled her directly...

The entire square fell completely silent.

A perfectly timed look of astonishment appeared on Lynn's face.

That bewilderment even carried a hint of 'innocence' that belongs to ordinary people when faced with an unexpected situation.

But what Ayato Amagiri and all the students in the square saw was a completely different, magical scene—one that was enough to shatter their minds on the spot.

That guy!

Claudia Enfield, the student council president who is as noble as an ice queen and whose gaze requires immense courage!

now!

Instead of pulling up the empty chair next to her, she went around the corner of the table and sat down close to him in a way that took everyone's breath away, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.

In full view of the public!

She cupped the man's face in her hands, passionately and obliviously...

There was deathly silence all around.

Thus, the faint sound of water that should have been ignored was amplified infinitely, clearly penetrating everyone's ears and burning their cheeks.

(It's normal for the latter half of Chapter 143 to be somewhat disjointed, as it has been reviewed and revised multiple times.)

Chapter 145: I asked you to be my tour guide, so you'll take me to the hotel?

The world has been muted.

The clamor in the square abruptly ceased.

The coffee cups held by the customers at the nearby tables shattered on the floor with a "clatter".

These noises went unheard.

In Lynn's world, all that remained was that domineering yet soft touch, and the golden hair that made his nose itch slightly.

And that burning, thrilling sensation pressed tightly against my chest.

That astonishing softness, now, pressed fiercely against his chest, completely deformed, outlining an arc that made his heart race.

Even through two layers of fabric, Lynn could feel it.

The girl's heart, driven mad by him, was transmitting its burning, throbbing emotions through that tenderness, one beat after another.

[In that familiar scent lies an impatient, burning desire to completely 'capture' me.]

It seems that the 'escape' that night not only left a lingering warmth in her heart, but also quietly planted a seed called 'possession'.

How fascinating. I merely touched her soul with a light stroke, and she dedicated her entire life to creating a magnificent masterpiece for me.

Lynn maintained the same expression as an "ordinary tourist".

Stunned and innocent.

However, this expression took on a different meaning in the eyes of the heartbroken male students in the square.

It's enjoyable!

It's showing off!

In an instant, countless envious, jealous, and hateful gazes were fixed on him.

It felt like an eternity before that tenderness finally left, reluctant to depart.

But Claudia did not back down.

It was still that pose that took the breath away of all the men in the room.

Lynn's lips had barely moved, and a question hadn't even left his mouth.

Her fingertips, however, had already touched his lips first.

A mischievous, all-knowing smile flickered in those deep blue eyes.

"Shh..."

She chuckled softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear, almost like a lover's whisper.

"Be good~"

The rising intonation at the end of the note was like soothing a kitten that was about to lose patience.

"I know you must have a lot of questions..."

"But it will be over soon."

"Before I finish dealing with these 'little things,' I'm more likable as a patient man, aren't I?"

After doing all this, she finally seemed to remember something and turned her head slightly to the side.

That face, still bearing a perfect smile, turned towards the purple-haired boy in the square who had long since turned to stone.

Her gaze didn't linger on him for long, just swept over him lightly, as if she were merely checking if one item on a checklist was in place.

"Tengwu classmate."

Her voice remained as gentle as ever, devoid of any emotion.

"As you can see, I suddenly have something more important to do."

"A student union representative will contact you regarding your enrollment procedures."

"Then, please excuse me."

These words were impeccably polite.

But this contrasts absurdly with her current intimate posture clinging to Lynn.

It was like a resounding slap in the face, striking Ayato Amagiri's pride hard.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched slightly, uncontrollably.

He instinctively opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something to save face.

But it felt like something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

In the end, he could only stand there frozen, his mind blank.

The entire square fell into an eerie, deathly silence.

Just then, a voice carrying a frivolous laugh sounded particularly abrupt and jarring.

"Wow, this is an amazing exclusive!"

In the crowd, Eishiro Yobuki, the ace of the news department, put down his camera, whistled, and walked around to Ayato Amagiri, who was already petrified.

"Hey, freshman."

Yoruichiro hooked his arm around Ayato's neck and whispered something that was half teasing and half pitying.