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

She watched the man's back; his broad shoulders looked especially reliable in the rain.

Facing more than twenty armed enemies, some even with guns, he... he was still complaining about the trouble?

The leader of the kidnappers had obviously also seen the four unconscious accomplices on the ground.

A hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by more ferocity.

"Kid, you're pretty good at fighting, huh?"

He pointed the gun at Lynn and sneered, "But can you outrun a bullet?!"

Lynn didn't answer.

He just moved.

Just before the leader's index finger was about to pull the trigger, his figure, like a ghost, left a blurry afterimage in the rain!

"boom!"

Gunshots finally rang out.

But the bullets missed.

Meanwhile, Lynn had already appeared in front of another armed kidnapper.

He reached out and, with an almost elegant, casual gesture, as if plucking a flower, grasped the other man's wrist holding the gun.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The kidnapper let out a piercing scream as his pistol flew out of his hand.

But the pistol did not fall to the ground.

Instead, Lynn caught it steadily in his hand.

The moment the cold, slightly gunpowder-smelling Beretta M92F fell into his left palm.

"God's Left Hand - Gandalf", activated!

In an instant, the "concept" of this killing tool, forged from ordinary iron, was completely reshaped in his hands.

Its weight, structure, balance, the fit of each part, the initial velocity of the bullet leaving the barrel, the trajectory of the recoil... everything was transformed into the most basic laws and data, which he perfectly understood and completely controlled.

This is no longer a gun.

This is an extension of his left hand, a manifestation of his will.

Lynn raised his eyes, and in the darkness beneath the brim of his hat, a pair of calm yet unsettling eyes locked onto the horrified leader.

He didn't even aim.

It was just a casual gesture.

"boom!"

Just before the gunshot rang out, Lynn pulled Kaguya, who was completely stunned, back into his arms once again.

The familiar, warm embrace, carrying the scent of rain, enveloped Kaguya once again.

Then, gunshots rang out, like a symphony of death.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He was carrying someone, strolling leisurely amidst a hail of bullets.

With each shot, a kidnapper's wrist or knee was precisely pierced!

Blood flowers bloomed tragically in the rain.

Screams came and went.

The kidnappers have completely gone mad!

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill him!"

"Monster! This guy is a monster!"

Their hearts were overwhelmed by an unprecedented fear!

They've already succeeded! The 100 million yen ransom is right in front of them!

why!

Why did such an unreasonable human-shaped disaster suddenly appear out of nowhere?!

He was carrying a person, yet he was more agile than the most nimble cheetah!

Every bullet he fired seemed to have eyes, precisely reaping their combat effectiveness!

This isn't a fight at all!

This was a one-sided, artistic... massacre!

"Hmm? More reinforcements?"

Lynn's gaze swept over the two vans that had just entered the alley.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more shots.

Two bullets, at an incredibly tricky angle, accurately struck the front tires of the two vans!

"boom--!!!"

The out-of-control van, like two raging bulls, crashed violently into each other!

The fuel tank exploded instantly!

A huge, orange-red fireball shot into the sky!

The violent explosion illuminated the entire alleyway as bright as day!

The terrifying shockwave knocked the remaining kidnappers to the ground!

The firelight illuminated Kaguya Shinomiya's pale, beautiful face, a face etched with shock and disbelief.

She stared blankly at the man who was holding her protectively in his arms, his hair perfectly styled.

She felt that the worldview she had built up over the past seventeen years was being crushed to pieces by this man in the most brutal and unreasonable way.

The remaining kidnappers, who were armed, were completely dumbfounded.

Looking at the raging wreckage and then at the man who seemed like a demon, completely unharmed, their mental defenses crumbled completely.

"Big...Big Brother! We were wrong! We were blind to your greatness! We're trash! We're vermin!"

The leader knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face, and frantically kowtowed.

"We don't want a single penny of money! We'll give it all to you as a token of our respect! Please, have mercy and just let us go!"

"Yes, yes, brother! We'll take the blame! We'll tell the police that Godzilla was passing by and got into a fight with King Ghidorah, and we were accidentally caught in the crossfire! We absolutely won't involve you in a single hair!"

Just then, Lynn let go of her.

He bent down and, under Kaguya's dazed gaze, slowly picked up the silver briefcase full of banknotes.

He weighed the suitcase in his hand and seemed quite satisfied.

Then he turned around, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, his voice deep, magnetic, and husky.

"This is my reward for saving you."

"We are even now."

Kaguya was completely dumbfounded.

"Eh?"

For the first time, such a vivid expression, called "adorable," appeared on her face, which always maintained an air of dignity and coldness.

Her little mouth opened uncontrollably into an adorable "O" shape, and her ruby-like eyes were wide open, filled with huge question marks: "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

Looking at her, so different from her usual aloof and icy queen, she was incredibly cute.

Suddenly, a mischievous impulse arose in Lynn's heart.

In Kaguya's pupils, which were constricted violently due to extreme shock, his face, shrouded in the shadow of his hood, slowly approached.

Then, a soft touch, cool with the scent of rain and a hint of gunpowder, gently landed on her slightly parted, soft lips.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The kiss was light and brief.

But it was like a 100,000-volt electric current, instantly striking Kaguya Shinomiya's soul!

She was completely petrified.

Her cheeks turned red from her ears to her neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the lips separate.

Lynn straightened up, looking at her adorable, absent-minded expression, and chuckled inwardly.

Sure enough, even the smartest woman will freeze up instantly when faced with such unreasonable and direct questions.

He turned around, ready to leave.

"wait wait wait!"

Kaguya snapped back to reality and instinctively looked up, trying to see the man's face clearly.

But all she could see was a perfectly sculpted chin silhouette shrouded in deep shadows.

"You...who are you?!"

She asked the question in a trembling voice, tinged with barely suppressed embarrassment and annoyance.

Lynn didn't answer.

His gaze casually swept over the construction site next door, which had stopped work due to the late-night construction.

On the construction site, a huge, yellow pile driver stood like a silent steel behemoth in the rain.

A playful smile curved his lips as he replied in his still-deep voice, which seemed to carry a hint of mockery:

"My name is... Mysterious Pile Driver."

After saying that, he casually waved his hand at the girl who was now completely disheveled.

He then picked up the heavy box of banknotes, turned around without looking back, and disappeared into the deeper rain and darkness.

In the alley, only wails remained, and bloodstains washed away by the rain.

as well as……

Kaguya Shinomiya stood motionless in the rain.

The cold rain slid down her soft hair and flowed across her burning cheeks; it was hard to tell if it was rain or something else entirely.

She subconsciously reached out her finger and gently touched her soft lips, which still felt unfamiliar.

There, it seemed, still lingered the man's domineering, cold, and gunpowder-scented aura.

for a long time.

She just came back to her senses.

Mysterious... pile driver?

What... what kind of weird name is this?!

The icy rain continued to wash over her body, but she felt no cold at all.

An unprecedented, unfamiliar, and burning emotion was raging in her chest!

She looked in the direction where the mysterious man had disappeared, and for the first time, a flame called "conquest" and "exploration" ignited in those red eyes that were always as cold as frost.

Mysterious... pile driver?

well.

You've successfully piqued my interest.