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

"Don't look at me with that... like your first love has been turned into a necromancer in front of you look."

"You don't actually think that our scheming president would like someone as innocent as you, do you?"

Ayato Amagiri's body trembled violently, and he instinctively clenched his fists.

"I……"

"Don't leave me."

Without saying a word, Ye Chui forcibly grabbed his shoulder and dragged him away from this place of trouble.

"Since you still have some backbone, I've decided to take you to a nice place to talk."

As he dragged Ayato along, he added casually, as if he had just remembered.

"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Eishiro Yobuki, a second-year student in the newspaper club."

He paused, glanced at the freshman beside him who was still suppressing his emotions, and the corners of his mouth curved into a wider smile.

"As your 'senior,' I'll teach you your first lesson for free."

"'The first rule of survival at Seidoukan': Never have any unrealistic fantasies about Claudia Enfield."

The sound of the night wind paused, then became low and deep.

"Because you never know whether you're a pawn or..."

He glanced back at the figure, his tone grave.

"...dust that can be discarded at any time."

The two took a few more steps, and just when Ye Chui thought the freshman had been so devastated that he was speechless, a very soft voice came from behind him.

"……Thanks."

Yoruichiro's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around, somewhat surprised.

Ayato Amagiri's face was still pale, but his eyes... were surprisingly bright.

All the humiliation and shock seemed to become fuel, burning the swordsman's flame deep in his pupils with unprecedented sharpness.

Night Breeze paused for a moment.

Immediately, an extreme frenzy of excitement erupted on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey...you're kidding, right?"

"This freshman seems... a bit too interesting!"

……

With the departure of the paparazzi king and the genius transfer student, the other students also seemed to wake up from their daze.

They all grinned, their gossip-filled spirit enough to set the entire Star Guide Hall ablaze, and scattered like birds and beasts.

The world is peaceful now.

After dealing with this "minor matter," Claudia's attention returned 300% to Lynn.

A very soft, contented laugh escaped from her lips.

"Haha~"

"Alright, the warm-up time is finally over."

A captivating smile played in her azure eyes, as if to say: Now, the real show is just beginning.

"It's our turn."

The words fell.

That breathtaking softness that clung to him finally, on its own initiative, retreated.

She stood up.

On her face, there was a suspicious blush that had not yet faded.

The next second, her hand was already in his.

Fingers intertwined.

Not a single gap was left.

Lynn's gaze slowly moved downwards.

In the end, it landed on those tightly clasped hands.

It was a very small hand, soft and boneless, with perfectly manicured nails.

He tried to pull his hand back.

Not moving.

With his physical condition as an "ordinary tourist," he simply couldn't break free.

Thus, the perfectly timed "bewilderment" on his face finally turned into a "confusion" tinged with embarrassment.

"This lady."

Lynn finally spoke, his voice filled with helplessness at being dragged into trouble.

"Are you... mistaken for someone else? I'm just an ordinary tourist here."

Hearing this expected question.

Claudia's azure eyes showed no surprise, but rather a glint of infatuation.

The real-life Mr. End...

That innocent expression...

so cute.

I want to break him.

"wrong person?"

Her fingertips gently traced the back of his tightly clenched hand, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

"I don't have any."

"Your taste."

"Your temperature."

"And your heartbeat, which I just messed up..."

She raised her eyes, her gaze soft and distant.

"...They are exactly the same as the person I dream of day and night."

A complex expression, a perfect blend of absurdity and helplessness, appeared on Lynn's face.

He took a deep breath, like an ordinary person caught up in a supernatural event.

"Miss."

He spoke again, his voice weary.

"I think there might be some... very serious misunderstanding between us."

He stared directly into Claudia's eyes, which shone with infatuation, and tried to establish the logic of reality, word by word.

“I don’t know what’s in your dream, but I’m sure that person… is definitely not me.”

He emphasized the word "absolutely".

Then, he changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of "condemnation".

"Besides, let's not even talk about how outrageous your dream is..."

"What you just did to me in public, wasn't it a bit... excessive?"

Upon hearing this question, Claudia showed no remorse whatsoever; instead, she flashed a beautiful, mischievous smile.

"Is it too much?"

She chuckled.

"I think it was just an impulsive greeting... Besides, it's all your fault~"

She paused, looking at Lynn's "at a loss" expression, her smile widening, and added a more aggressive remark.

"However, if you really think I've gone 'too far'..."

Her voice was low and seductive.

"They will not only take responsibility for you."

"Furthermore, if you want to 'get back' hard, I welcome you anytime, and... I will never resist."

Lynn's breathing paused in time.

He chuckled inwardly.

[A fine prey; it has learned to jump into the trap itself and welded the trap door shut.]

On the surface, he could only take a deep breath and unleash his final logical trump card.

“Okay,” he asked, looking directly into her eyes, word by word.

"Since you're so sure you haven't mistaken someone for someone else..."

"So, do you know my name?"

This question is simple, yet straightforward.

However, Claudia's smile faltered for a moment.

The End-of-the-Dream Mr.... never utters a word.

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The next second, she simply shook the hand that was tightly holding his, and said softly in an almost complaining, coquettish tone:

"Oh my, do names really matter that much?"

"I prefer... this feeling of being able to truly touch you, rather than a code name that I can always know."

“W-What do you mean…?”

Before Lynn could speak again, she used her flawless "identity".

"Don't think about it too much, my dear Mr. End."

“I grew up in Rokkaku City, so no one knows this place better than me.”

"so……"

"From now on, I'll be your personal tour guide!"

"No arguments allowed!"

She smiled slyly and suddenly increased the force!

"We'll talk about the name later."

Her tone carried a domineering quality, similar to that of a couple playfully teasing each other.

"Now, you must come with me!"

"Where to go..."

Lynn only got half of her question out.

Before he could even make any gesture of "resistance," he was forcibly pulled up from his seat by a gentle force!

The next second, he clearly felt that his entire right arm was deeply immersed in an amazing softness and warmth.

The breathtaking fullness clinging to his arm brought a rhythmic, heart-pounding squeezing sensation with each step Claudia took.

This isn't walking.

This is clearly using the entire pavement of the Star Guide Hall to give him an arm massage.