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

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When the three of them finally arrived at the cozy, off-white house of Yui Hama's family, Yui Hama felt as if she had just finished a marathon, utterly exhausted.

"Ding-dong-"

She rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door clicked open.

"Hey, Yui, you're back."

A voice so gentle it could melt your heart rang out.

Mrs. Yuihama opened the door.

Today she was wearing a beige knitted loungewear set, the close-fitting fabric perfectly outlining her mature, voluptuous, and stunningly curvaceous figure.

The hem of her loungewear revealed gray stockings that covered a pair of long, shapely legs.

Her beautiful, long, orange-pink hair, similar to Yui's, was loosely tied back with a hairpin, with a few playful strands hanging down her fair neck, adding to her languid, homey charm.

When her gaze fell on Lynn behind her daughter, her eyes, which always held a gentle smile, instantly lit up.

"Oh! It's Teacher Lynn! And Xiao Qiong! Please come in! Please come in!"

Mrs. Yuihama was overjoyed and warmly welcomed the three of them into the house.

Sensing this enthusiasm, Qiong, who was hiding behind Lynn, tensed up even more.

She knew she should respond immediately out of courtesy, but her throat felt blocked, and in the end, she could only use all her strength to reach out her small hand and gently tug at Lynn's clothes with a hint of pleading.

Lynn immediately noticed her embarrassment. He subtly placed his hand over Qiong's small hand, patting it gently to comfort her, before smiling and taking the initiative to help her out of the predicament:

"This child is a little shy, please don't mind. We apologize for our intrusion, Mrs. Yuihama."

Mrs. Yuihama was so gentle that when she saw Sora looking like a frightened little animal, her heart was filled with affection, and she no longer cared.

She quickly waved her hand, her smile becoming even gentler: "Oh, it's alright, it's alright! It's normal for such a cute girl to be a little shy!"

As they spoke, Mrs. Yuihama's gaze unconsciously fell on Lynn's large hand, which was gently stroking Sora's small hand.

That subtle protective gesture and that gentle, considerate way of getting her out of trouble instantly touched the softest part of her heart.

The admiration in her eyes grew stronger as she looked at Lynn.

This appreciation no longer stems solely from his handsome appearance, but more so from the mature man's tenderness and responsibility he displays at this moment.

For a single mother who has supported her family alone for many years, this quiet yet incredibly reassuring sense of reliability is far more powerful than any sweet talk.

A tiny, almost forgotten flutter of emotion made her cheeks flush.

To conceal her sudden emotional outburst, she said, "Teacher, you're too kind," while quickly bending down to take slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Because of the slight panic in her heart, she moved faster than usual and was less cautious.

With her movements, the soft, bodycon dress clung to her body, outlining a mature and voluptuous curve.

The stunning charm of a mature woman, revealed unintentionally when she is completely unprepared, is enough to make any man take his breath away.

She quickly straightened up and placed two pairs of brand-new guest slippers in front of Lynn and Qiong respectively.

While Lynn was changing his shoes, Qiong, still wary from the social shock she had just experienced, remained hidden behind him, only revealing her gray eyes as she surveyed the completely unfamiliar environment.

Yui Yuigahama, on the other hand, was completely at a loss.

She glanced at her overly enthusiastic mother, then at Qiong, who was clearly on high alert, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should go get some water or turn on the TV to ease the tension.

at this time.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

A furry white figure burst out of the living room like a small cannonball.

It's the family's Corgi, "Sabre".

It wiggled its round bottom, first rubbing enthusiastically against Yuibin's feet, and then set its gaze on Lynn.

As if it had caught a whiff of some intoxicating scent from a higher-dimensional being, Sabre instantly "betrayed" them.

It trotted over to Lynn's feet and rubbed its fluffy little head against Lynn's trouser leg in a fawning manner.

"Hey! Sabre! Come here right now!"

Qiong was startled by the "beast" that suddenly rushed out. She instinctively cried out and hid in Lynn's arms, her little hands gripping his clothes tightly.

Yuihama hurriedly grabbed her "traitor" and, amidst Sabre's mournful whimpers filled with "Why won't you let me lick handsome guys?", forcibly dragged it upstairs and locked it in a room.

After Sabre was dragged upstairs, the living room fell silent for a moment.

Mrs. Yui handed the tea to Lynn, her face still showing a surprised smile: "Teacher Lynn, you are really popular with the animals."

Yui Yuigahama, who had just peeked out from the stairwell, immediately nodded vigorously in agreement, her voice full of excitement: "Yes, yes! Mom, you saw it too, right?"

“Sabre has never, ever been like this before! It’s like he’s been under some kind of spell!”

The mother and daughter stared in shock at Lynn, their eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry, as if waiting for a reasonable explanation.

Lynn smiled slightly but did not answer.

His trouble-averse brain instantly sounded the alarm.

Explain? How to explain? No matter which answer you give, it will lead to a million questions, which is extremely troublesome.

He needed a perfect reason to divert everyone's attention from this inexplicable "anomaly".

His gaze swept over the clock on the wall, and a perfect excuse popped into his mind.

He patted Sora's head and suggested to Mrs. Yuihama, "By the way, Mrs. Yuihama, it's getting late. If you don't mind, I'll accompany you to the nearby supermarket."

"After all, it's too much trouble for you to carry back the food for four people by yourself."

These thoughtful words, like a warm current, instantly touched Mrs. Yuihama's heart.

Her heart skipped a beat at Lynn's sudden gentleness and handsomeness, and a barely perceptible blush rose on her mature and beautiful face.

"Eh? Well... I can't possibly accept that..."

She was polite with her words, but her actions betrayed her true feelings.

"That's great!"

She agreed almost without hesitation, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration and satisfaction as she looked at Lynn.

She also wanted to take this opportunity to have a good chat with this young and handsome teacher about Yui's situation at school.

Upon hearing this decision, both girls in the living room were taken aback.

Lynn took in their reactions—Sora's body tensed instantly, and Yuihama's face suddenly drained of color.

His trouble-averse mind once again came to a cold conclusion.

The relationship between the two girls was like a tug-of-war.

And I am that pitiful rope, being held tightly by both sides.

As long as I'm still standing here, this struggle will never end.

Its own existence is not a lubricant, but rather the core contradiction that makes friction increase infinitely.

Therefore, the optimal solution is to temporarily remove the "rope" from the battlefield.

Although this might lead to a direct confrontation between them, causing even greater trouble.

But let your future self deal with the troubles of the future.

Qiong's body tensed instantly, and her small feet, encased in delicate black pantyhose, curled up uneasily with her toes, as if trying to grip the ground and draw a sense of security.

Yuihama, on the other hand, was so panicked that she was completely at a loss and her mind went blank.

Is it just me and Xiaoqiong left?!

This...this is the legendary...solitude time before death?!

Lynn naturally noticed the extreme unease that Qiong was almost overflowing with.

He walked over, reached out his warm, large hand, and gently stroked her soft, silver hair in a comforting manner.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"I'll be back soon."

That warm breath and that promise full of doting affection acted like the most effective tranquilizer, instantly soothing all the anxiety and unease in Qiong's heart.

Under his gentle gaze, Qiong finally nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Yui!"

Before leaving, Mrs. Yuihama turned back and gave her daughter, who was almost petrified, a word of advice.

"Treat your classmates well! Mom will be back soon!"

With a soft "click," the door closed.

Lynn and Mrs. Yuihama's figures completely disappeared behind the door.

In the spacious living room, which was filled with a warm and cozy atmosphere, only Yui Yuigahama and Kasugano Sora remained for a moment.

The air seemed to be sucked out at this moment.

The meaningless laughter from the television set only made the space feel even more lifeless.

A confrontation that will determine the future of the relationship, a confrontation on which everything is at stake.

The event has officially begun.

Chapter 64: You were made a teacher, and you went on a relationship with a student's mother?

The afterglow of the setting sun resembled spilled orange soda.

On their way to the nearby supermarket, Lynn walked side by side with Mrs. Yuihama.

“Speaking of which, Mrs. Yuihama,” Lynn said, looking at a Shiba Inu on the roadside scratching itself with its hind legs, a lazy smile in her voice.

"Don't you think that Shiba Inu's posture looks a lot like a rock musician contemplating life?"

"Pfft..."

Mrs. Yuihama couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her gentle eyes curving into beautiful crescents, the corners of her eyes flushed with a touching blush from her smile.

“Oh, Ms. Lynn, you are so… so interesting.”

After laughing, she seemed to remember something, and with a motherly concern in her voice, she asked softly, "Speaking of which, has our Yui caused you any trouble at school?"

Upon hearing this question, Lynn's mind instantly flashed back to the scene of feeding him tamagoyaki this morning, which could be described as a "sweet execution," and the almost solidified atmosphere of the hellish scene after school.

trouble?

It's more than just trouble; it's an absolute disaster.

The root of the problem lies in the courage that Yuihama possessed, a courage called "growth," which arose from her own experiences.

Lynn felt a headache coming on when faced with Mrs. Yuihama's expectant and trusting gaze.

He paused for a moment before suppressing his complex thoughts and speaking in a teacher's tone as objectively as possible:

"Yuigahama is a very kind child, so kind that she will even subconsciously compromise herself to please everyone around her."

These words precisely struck at Mrs. Yuihama's deepest concern, causing her to pause slightly in surprise.

Lynn changed the subject, a slightly complicated smile curving her lips.

"However, recently she seems to have started to express her true thoughts, although she is still a bit clumsy, but this is already a remarkable growth."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yuihama finally felt relieved.

She looked at Lynn's profile, her gaze softening, her appreciation now tinged with deep trust and gratitude.

"Really... That's wonderful." She exclaimed sincerely, "I've always worried that Yui would suffer because she cares too much about others. With such a thoughtful teacher like you here, I feel much more at ease."

She felt as if she hadn't laughed so genuinely and easily in many years.

Since her husband's death, her world has consisted only of work and Yui, like a sophisticated but weary machine, running day after day.

But the young man beside her always managed to use some unintentional, whimsical, and wonderful metaphors, like a feather, gently yet precisely scratching the softest part of her heart, which had long been covered in dust.