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

Yukino Yukinoshita stood there, motionless.

A neat school uniform paired with wrinkle-free black over-the-knee socks, impeccably dressed.

Her long, black hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, as exquisite as a meticulously crafted work of art.

That pretty face, always covered in snow, still had that aloof and distant look.

But some things are different now.

Her eyes, which were always as clear as a cold pool and as sharp as a knife, were now as if covered by a thick fog, losing focus, and she desperately avoided his gaze.

Her small hands, which always hung naturally at her sides, as elegant as a pianist's, were now tightly gripping the hem of her pleated skirt.

The knuckles, due to excessive force, appeared bloodless and sickly pale.

It was as if she had used all her strength to keep herself from collapsing on the spot.

finally.

Under Yui Yuigahama's worried gaze, and under Kasugano Sora's calm gaze.

Yukino Yukinoshita took an incredibly heavy step forward.

Then, she slowly and deeply bent over.

She lowered the proud head that belonged to the "Ice Queen" since birth, a head that had never truly bowed to anyone or anything.

A standard 90-degree bow.

A cold, hoarse voice, tinged with a barely perceptible, almost pleading tremor, rang out clearly in the quiet office.

"teacher."

"The favor you mentioned before..."

She paused for a moment, as if she had used up all her courage, before squeezing out the last few words.

"...I want to use it now."

The voice fell.

The world seemed to have been muted at that moment.

The languid look on Lynn's face vanished in an instant, like the receding tide.

He looked at the stubborn girl in front of him, her body trembling slightly with shame and resentment.

[Emotional Perception]

The bright yet cold blue light that represented her was now flashing and fluctuating violently at an unprecedented frequency.

The core of the light cluster has been completely tainted by a dark color called "helplessness," "struggle," and "despair."

Lynn's lips slowly curved into a smile.

It was a smile that carried no mockery, but rather a subtle, almost imperceptible, sense of satisfaction.

well.

Has she finally acknowledged her limits and finally asked the world for help? Yukinoshita-san.

He stood up, his movements slow but carrying an undeniable sense of stability, and walked up to her.

"can."

His voice was not loud, but calm and gentle.

Like a warm, large hand, it gently brushed away all the coldness, unease, and fear in the girl's heart.

Yukino Yukinoshita's body trembled violently.

Lynn's shadow completely enveloped her petite figure.

She heard the man's voice, a calm yet powerful voice that seemed to come from the ends of the earth.

"Keep your head up."

"Then tell me."

"What do you need me for?"

Chapter 30: The King in the Mist

Upon hearing this crisp and decisive answer, Yukino Yukinoshita abruptly raised her head.

Those clear, cold eyes, misted with humiliation and resentment, were now filled with disbelief.

She thought he would make fun of her.

They can be witty.

They might even revel in her current pathetic state of bowing her head in defeat, as if she were a victor.

But he didn't.

His gaze remained calm, as if he were looking at something perfectly normal.

He simply accepted it calmly.

It was as if this were truly a "debt of gratitude" that he had to repay in a solemn manner.

This feeling of being respected, rather than being given charity, inexplicably relaxed her heart, which had been stretched to its limit by days of exhaustion and immense pressure.

A surge of warm emotion welled up in her eyes, almost causing her to lose her composure.

……

Service Department activity room.

Lynn pulled out the minister's chair and sat down with an air of authority.

His casual demeanor seemed to declare that from this very moment on, he had taken over supreme command of the area.

He didn't do what Yukino expected, taking on everything and saying, "Leave everything to me."

He simply leaned back lazily in his chair, his long, slender fingers tapping lightly on the table, producing a crisp, rhythmic sound.

"First, write down all the problems you've encountered and all the resources you can currently utilize, no matter how chaotic they may seem."

He wasn't playing the role of a savior charging into battle.

Instead, he is a professional...top-tier consultant.

"Okay, okay!"

As if grasping at a last straw, Yui Yuigahama frantically rummaged through piles of documents and notes.

Yukino Yukinoshita quickly adjusted her mindset, forcibly suppressing the strange emotions in her heart, and began to organize the information with her extraordinary efficiency.

After half an hour.

A list filled with all sorts of questions, practically scribbles, was placed in front of Lynn.

[Difficulty in coordinating venues: The schedules of five clubs, including the Kendo, Judo, and Light Music clubs, are completely conflicting.]

The publicity team's poster design proposal was rejected three times by the student council on the grounds that it was "not positive enough."

The logistics support team is severely understaffed, especially in physically demanding tasks requiring heavy lifting; nobody is volunteering.

……

The handwriting was messy and disorganized, and every line of text reflected the anxiety and breakdown the two girls had been experiencing these past few days.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Yui Yuigahama both lowered their heads somewhat embarrassedly, as if they had handed in a failing grade.

However, Lynn only glanced at it casually.

Then, he picked up the pen on the table.

He did not directly address any of the specific problems on the list.

Instead, he took another clean A4 sheet of paper and laid it flat on the table.

shhhhh--

The pen tip moved rapidly across the paper, producing a clear and uniquely rhythmic friction sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to have a magical power, calming the restless air in the room.

Yukinoshita and Yuihama instinctively held their breath and moved closer.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Lynn's wrist moved nimbly, and the most ordinary ballpoint pen in his hand seemed to become the paintbrush of the creator.

Clearly defined boxes.

Precise connections.

Each keyword directly addresses the core issue.

In his writing, things emerge, are constructed, and connect like flowing clouds and running water.

In less than ten minutes.

A brand new drawing, with an outrageously clear structure, appeared on the table.

That's not a problem list.

Instead, it's a standard organizational chart and task breakdown table that would impress even the CEO of any Fortune 500 company!

"Joint School Festival Executive Committee (Tentative)"

"This is a large-scale project."

"But no matter how complex a project is, its essence can be broken down into several independent modules that can be easily solved."

Lynn's voice rang out calmly, as if stating a truth.

Publicity and Promotion Team, Logistics Support Team, Program Review Team, Venue Coordination and Security Team, External Liaison Team, Financial Audit Team, Emergency Response Team, General Management Team...

Each module clearly indicates the core task, the recommended person in charge, and the specific timeframe down to the hour.

Those countless problems that were tangled up in their minds, making it hard for them to breathe for days and nights.

At this moment, they were neatly arranged and categorized, placed on this thin piece of paper.

It's clear at a glance.

It's as clear as a math problem where all the steps to solve it have already been given, and all that's left is to fill in the answer.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Yui Yuigahama were completely dumbfounded.

Their little mouths were all agape in an adorable "O" shape, their minds blank, unable to think.

This...what kind of magical operation is this?

The tangled mess that we couldn't untangle for days and nights, he completed the entire concept in his mind in less than ten minutes... no, he even just glanced at it and finished the whole thing in his mind?

What terrifying, unbelievable planning and coordination ability this is?!

"Break down a seemingly unsolvable complex problem into a hundred simple problems that ordinary people can solve."

Lynn put down his pen, stretched, and said in a flat tone as if he were saying, "The weather is nice today."

"Then, these small problems are precisely assigned to the people who are best at solving them."

"For example, if there is a shortage of logistics staff, just go to those muscle-bound idiots in the sports club, use the honor of 'Outstanding Worker of the School Festival' and a little bit of event funding as bait, and you can get them to work for you until dawn."

"This is the easiest way to solve all problems."

His voice was calm and clear, each word like a calming pill with magical power, striking precisely into Yukino's confused and bewildered heart.

He raised his eyes and gazed at her calmly.

"Yukinoshita-kun. You were wrong from the very beginning."

"The mistake was that I shouldn't have fought alone, trying to become a perfect, omnipotent god."

"Have you forgotten the mission of the Service Department?"

It's about 'teaching a man to fish,' not about letting yourself do everything and catch all the fish.

Yukino Yukinoshita's heart was struck hard by these words.

She looked into Lynn's languid yet all-seeing eyes, and her icy face flushed with an uncontrollable, captivating blush.