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

The noisy environment made Qiong instinctively uneasy. She subconsciously moved her body closer to Lynn, her little hands tightly gripping the rabbit's ears in her arms.

Lynn slowed her pace, subtly using her body to shield her from the crowd.

What color do you like?

Qiong shook her head.

What style do you like?

Qiong shook her head again.

She showed complete indifference to this dazzling world.

It was as if no matter how beautiful the clothes or how cute the accessories, they could not stir even a ripple in the still lake of her heart.

Lynn's patience ran out after visiting the fifth women's clothing store.

"Okay, I'll choose."

He decisively abandoned communication and directly switched to his "straight male aesthetic" mode.

He skipped over the flashy, sexy outfits and ignored the overly trendy designs, heading straight for the most minimalist and conservative area.

T-shirts, sweatshirts, loungewear, pajamas...

He has only one selection criterion—soft material and comfortable to wear.

As for whether it looks good or not?

Just kidding, his daughter Qiong's face looks like she's walking a runway even if you put a burlap sack over it.

So, a few simple cotton dresses and a few soft loungewear pieces were quickly selected.

The sales assistant watched this scene with a professional, sweet smile on her face, but her eyes were full of maternal affection.

OMG!

This man is so handsome!

She has a tall and slender figure, a gentle and slightly lazy temperament, and her face looks like it came straight out of a shoujo manga!

The silver-haired little girl next to him is also very pretty, like a porcelain doll. Although she doesn't say anything, the way she obediently follows the handsome guy is just too cute!

Is this the legendary couple from a novel?

Just as Lynn was about to pay and leave, his gaze inadvertently swept over a piece of clothing in the shop window.

It was a pure white dress.

The design is not complicated, but the hem and cuffs are decorated with delicate, layered lace trim, and a thin light blue ribbon is tied at the waist.

Pure, elegant, and full of girlish fantasy.

Almost instinctively, Lynn felt Qiong beside him pause in breathing for a moment.

He turned his head.

really.

For the first time, Qiong's usually empty and lifeless gray eyes had a clear focus.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the white dress, without blinking.

A full three seconds.

A closed-off soul finally projected its first signal to the outside world: "desire".

Lynn noticed this detail.

He didn't say anything, but simply pointed to the dress at the saleswoman who was already stunned.

"Wrap that one up too."

"Good good!"

The sales assistant snapped out of her daze, nodded quickly, and looked at Lynn with even more tenderness in her eyes.

"Sir, you have excellent taste! This is our store's main style this season. Your girlfriend will look as beautiful as an angel in it!"

girlfriend?

You're slandering me, I'm telling you!

Don't get me into the country!

Lynn raised an eyebrow, about to explain.

Qiong, standing beside him, trembled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, burying her face deeply into the rabbit doll in her arms.

A suspicious, faint pink tinge appeared near her earlobe.

?

Looking at her adorable, shy demeanor, Lynn swallowed back the explanation that was on the tip of his tongue.

Forget it, it's too complicated to explain.

He swiped his card to pay, carrying various shopping bags, and led the silver-haired girl, who was practically curled up in a ball, out of the clothing store.

Qiong's face remained expressionless.

But Lynn noticed that among the shopping bags she was holding, the bag containing the white dress was being held with extra force by her hands.

Lynn paused as she passed a digital store.

He remembered the girl in the "original work" who was extremely dependent on the internet.

In this unfamiliar new "home," the internet may be her only safe window to connect with the outside world.

Although in this world, Sora, an only child, seems to have lost even the desire to "stay at home" due to the huge blow of losing both her parents.

But giving her a tool to distract herself is always a good thing.

At least, it will prevent her from being completely overwhelmed by the loneliness that could devour everything when she is alone.

Lynn bought a laptop from Taichung.

He glanced again at the unusually quiet girl beside him.

Although Zongwu High School is a top-tier school with a strict academic atmosphere, wherever there is adolescence, there will never be a shortage of foolish malice.

Although he was a teacher, he couldn't be by her side every moment.

This quiet, beautiful girl, who was almost an anomaly, was almost destined to become a target of bullying.

And what he hates most is trouble.

Especially this kind of recurring, foolish trouble.

A latest Apple phone may not be able to eliminate all malice, but it can at least filter out most cheap, jealous attempts.

It sounds ridiculous, but that's human nature.

Solving 99% of potential future problems in the simplest way is in line with Lynn's operating principles.

Most importantly, it makes it easy to contact you.

When Lynn handed the latest smartphone to Qiong, the girl stared blankly at it without taking it.

Lynn took her small hand and placed the phone in her cold palm.

"My number has been saved."

He looked into her empty gray eyes, his voice calm and gentle.

"Call me anytime if you need anything."

……

Lynn clutched her aching heart.

Professor Hiratsuka, please make sure that the one million yen bonus you promised arrives on time!

Otherwise, next month, I'll really be eating dirt with Qiong!

back home.

Qiong didn't hide in her room or sit on the sofa in a daze as one might expect.

She took the shopping bags that were hers and went into the small guest room.

Then, I started organizing.

She took the newly bought clothes out of the bag one by one, folded them carefully with an almost reverent attitude, and put them into the closet.

The movements were slow, but very serious.

Finally, she solemnly hung the white lace dress in the most conspicuous place in the wardrobe.

Lynn didn't disturb her; he simply leaned against the doorframe and watched quietly.

Looking at that small, stubborn figure.

Watching her fill this unfamiliar room, little by little, with her own unique touches, is truly moving.

At this moment, for the first time, Lynn felt a real sense that her life had been forcibly bound with a heavy, sweet burden.

His daily life, his leisurely teaching life, seems to be... gone forever.

night.

Lynn once again transforms into a stay-at-home dad, battling with a pile of ingredients in the kitchen.

Just as he was concentrating on processing a fish, he heard a faint, almost imperceptible footstep behind him.

He looked back.

Kasugano Sora, having changed into a newly bought off-white rabbit pajama set and carrying her rabbit doll, appeared silently at the kitchen doorway.

She didn't come in or say anything; she just stood quietly in the shadows by the door.

Those empty gray eyes watched his busy back quietly.

Looking at the ordinary apron he was wearing.

Watching his hands skillfully handle the ingredients.

Watching the lamplight cast his long shadow, filled with a comforting, everyday atmosphere.

"hungry?"

Lynn turned around and saw her without any surprise; instead, he smiled at her.

The smile was faint, yet it dispelled all the languor on his face, making him appear exceptionally gentle.

"It'll be ready soon."

Qiong did not answer.

She was simply holding the rabbit in her arms, and in the depths of her lifeless gray eyes, a faint reflection seemed to emanate from the warm light of the kitchen.

This "home" is filled with the presence of unfamiliar men.

This is the "home" that buys her white dresses and cooks for her.

It seems that her long-closed heart is being gradually re-accepted.

And tomorrow...

Lynn looked at the udon noodles bubbling in the pot, a helpless yet slightly mischievous smile curving his lips.

Tomorrow, this walking natural disaster-level beauty will officially step into Soubu High School.

I really want to see what kind of expressions Yukinoshita, Yuihama, and that troublemaking demon king Haruno will make.

This daily routine seems to be getting more and more troublesome, but also more and more interesting.

Chapter 19: The Silver-Haired Beauty Transfer Student

The new week is destined to be anything but peaceful for Zongwu High School.

When Hiratsuka Shizuka strode into Class 1-F in her high heels, followed by a slender figure, the air in the entire space seemed to be instantly sucked away.

Everyone's breath was taken away in that instant.

That's a girl.