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

Then she, the hunter, would have no choice but to set the entire forest ablaze herself and see where he could hide!

……

The peaceful daily routine was about to be broken by a soft sound.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a gentle knock on the door of the activity room.

The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, carrying a calm and unhurried elegance, yet it caused everyone present to freeze in place.

Yui Yuigahama's smile froze on her face.

Yukino Yukinoshita paused almost imperceptibly for half a second as she turned the pages of her book.

The door was pushed open.

A tall, mature figure, exuding a fatal charm, appeared at the doorway.

Yukinoshita Haruno.

Today she wore a beige fitted dress, the perfect cut of which outlined her mature and alluring curves to the fullest, exuding a captivating charm.

Her long, smooth black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and on her stunningly beautiful face, which bore a seven or eight-point resemblance to Yukino but with an added touch of aggression and allure, hung a flawless, impeccable smile.

Her presence made the air in the entire activity room seem thick and sticky.

"Oh, Yukino, and Yui-chan, everyone's here."

Yang Nai's gaze swept around the room, finally landing precisely on the silver-haired girl in the corner, a playful glint in her narrow, fox-like eyes.

"This must be the legendary Kasugano Sora, Lynn-sensei's younger sister, right? She really is as delicate as a porcelain doll, so cute."

Her tone was as affectionate as a friendly older sister, but it made Qiong subconsciously hug the rabbit doll in her arms even tighter.

Yukino Yukinoshita stood up, and a clear sense of vigilance appeared on her pretty face, which was always covered in snow.

"Sister, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, don't be so nervous."

Yang walked into the activity room with a smile and casually placed a gold-embossed folder on the table.

"I'm here today on behalf of the Yukinoshita family to give the school a 'gift'."

She patted the folder and, in a nonchalant tone, dropped a real bombshell.

"Our family has decided to fully sponsor this year's school festival and will jointly host the largest 'Chiba City Joint Cultural Exchange Festival' in history with several neighboring high schools."

"For the planning and execution of the event, I specifically recommended the most capable person to the school—"

Her gaze, with a mischievous smile, fell on her younger sister's face, which was gradually losing its color.

"—The General Staff Department will take full responsibility."

boom--!

The whole world seemed to explode right next to Yukino's ears.

Chapter 28: Onii-chan is my light

This news was like a bombshell, exploding in Zongwu High.

On the eve of the highly anticipated campus festival.

The Service Department, this small activity room, has been transformed into the eye of the typhoon.

Yukino Yukinoshita was struggling to breathe under the weight of the storm.

"She's gone mad! My sister must be insane!"

Before her lay a mountain of proposals, budgets, venue applications, and coordination requests from various organizations, almost overwhelming her.

That usually aloof and proud, delicate face was now etched with visible fatigue.

Beneath her clear eyes, faint dark circles were visible.

Even for a superwoman like her, who is all-powerful and believes in perfectionism, she felt unprecedented pressure when faced with this hellishly difficult dungeon planned by Yang Nai.

because--

This is a task that a few high school students could not possibly accomplish!

The sheer number of departments involved, the enormous budget, and the cumbersome procedures make it comparable to a mid-sized company's IPO project!

"...Therefore, I reiterate, the Kendo Club's budget request exceeds the limit by 30 percent, and I cannot approve it."

"Please submit a reasonable new proposal instead of trying to use school funds to purchase a batch of protective gear that meets national team training standards!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was on the phone, using her characteristic, cold yet logically sharp tongue to ruthlessly reject an unrealistic application from a certain club.

Her tone, sharper than usual, came from exhaustion and frustration.

Like a sharp scalpel, devoid of any emotion.

After hanging up the phone, she wearily pinched the bridge of her nose. Her stubborn, lone-wolf demeanor was heartbreaking.

Yang Nai lightly tossed this huge, heavy burden—a burden that they shouldn't have had to bear at all—to her with a "I trust you" smile.

This is not trust at all!

This was a trap set by Yang Nai, a perfectly legitimate one, where he waited to see the show unfold!

What she wanted to see was herself being crushed and defeated by this impossible task, then abandoning her ridiculous "perfectionism" and "orthodoxy," and finally crying and begging her for help!

"hateful!"

Yukino slammed her fist on the table, and a flame of resentment ignited in her eyes, which were always as clear as a cold pool.

"Xiaoxue..."

Yui Yuigahama watched with a worried expression, but she didn't know how to help. She could only pace around like an ant on a hot pan.

"How about we take a break? I'll go buy some drinks!"

She tried so hard to ease the tension, but she seemed so clumsy.

Beside her, Kasugano Sora still held her rabbit doll, as quiet as a painting.

But her gray eyes were no longer vacant.

When Yukino gets into a heated argument with the person on the other end of the phone over a detail of a project proposal, her emotions turn cold and sharp, as if she wants to shut the whole world out, Sora's gaze will linger on Yukino's tense, thin shoulders for a very long time.

That proud, long-haired girl with black hair, who was always as proud as an iceberg, was now being suffocated by something called "pressure".

When Yuihama tries hard to say something to comfort her, but always fails to express herself clearly and ends up with a tearful expression, Sora's gaze lingers for a moment on her anxiously twisted fingers.

That girl with the bun hairstyle, who was always as warm as the sun, was now at a loss because of something called "powerlessness".

……

Just then, the door to the activity room was pushed open.

A familiar, languid scent, seemingly capable of calming all restlessness, drifted in.

"Wow, it's quite lively here."

Lynn.

He always appears at the most crucial moment.

Like now.

He walked in yawning, carrying a convenience store bag in his hand.

"Look at all of you with such worried faces, are you researching some world-destroying problem?"

He casually placed the bag on the table; inside were several cans of iced coffee and some snacks.

"Onii-chan..."

Upon seeing Lynn appear, a glimmer of light instantly appeared in Qiong's gray eyes.

It's like a still doll being infused with a soul and wound up again.

Lynn glanced at the pile of documents on the table that could kill anyone with trypophobia, then looked at Yukino's expression, which looked like she was about to explode, and instantly understood.

He pulled out a chair, sat down opposite Yukino, picked up a proposal, and casually flipped through it.

"A joint school festival? Yukinoshita Haruno's doing?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Yukino's voice was cold and sharp, like a hedgehog with its quills raised, wary of the whole world.

"is it?"

Lynn's perpetually sleepy and languid appearance was completely out of place with the tense atmosphere inside.

"But, when the brain is working at high speed, replenishing it with some sugar is basic common sense, right?"

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up and saw him. A complex emotion flashed in her cold eyes.

There was shame and annoyance at being seen through.

There was a flutter of excitement, a feeling of being cared for.

There was also a hint of dependence that she herself hadn't even noticed...

"I do not need."

She remained defiant, but she didn't push away the cup of sweet-smelling iced coffee.

"Tsk~ Really, Yuki is just so dishonest!" Yui Yuigahama puffed out her cheeks and then stared longingly at the other cup in Lynn's hand.

"Here, this is yours." Lynn smiled and handed her another cup.

"Wow! Thank you, Teacher Lynn!" Yuihama was instantly healed.

Just then, Yukino's phone rang again.

It was the student council president, Shiromaru, who was communicating with her about the main stage setup plan. The two sides had a huge disagreement on safety standards and visual effects.

Yukino's tone became cold and formulaic once again.

"...I understand your desire for visual impact, but your design of this rising and falling stage completely failed to consider contingency plans."

"What will happen to the performers if there's a power outage? Will they jump from a height of five meters? I absolutely disagree with this foolish plan that puts the students' safety at risk!"

Her logic is impeccable.

But that condescending and uncompromising critical attitude completely extinguished Shirowari's desire to communicate on the other end of the phone.

The atmosphere froze again.

Lynn didn't interrupt, but casually walked behind Yukino and his gaze fell on the complicated design drawing.

After she hung up the phone and sat there sulking with an icy expression, Lynn slowly began to speak, as if talking to herself.

"This stage design is a bit like the main stage of last year's Chiba Music Festival."

Yukino's ears twitched almost imperceptibly.

“However,” Lynn pointed to a corner of the design drawing, “their cleverness lay in the fact that they didn’t use a purely electric elevator, but instead added a manual backup system on the side, utilizing levers and pulleys.”

"Normally, it's hidden behind the curtain. But if the power goes out, two staff members can safely lower the stage within three minutes."

"Moreover, that set of pulleys was later borrowed by the drama club and used as a prop to suspend the 'angel.' It is said that the effect was quite good, saving them some money."

His voice was flat.

It's like chatting about some trivial gossip.

But to Yukino Yukinoshita, these words were like a thunderclap!

She turned her head sharply, staring incredulously at the face that still wore a lazy smile.

Backup system...

Lever pulley system...

One item serves two purposes, saving costs...

These are all more flexible and intelligent solutions that her brain, which is filled with "absolute safety" and "perfectionism," had never considered!

She was only thinking about how to refute the other party logically, but forgot that the fundamental solution to the problem was not to prove who was right and who was wrong, but to make things proceed smoothly!