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

At this point, Shinobu Kocho was still a few years away from the start of the main storyline, probably around 15 or 16 years old, maybe the same age as Hirano and the others...

He silently gave the "one-click clothing change" function of the safe house a perfect score in his mind.

"Come here and sit down."

Lynn pointed to the stone bench opposite him, speaking as naturally as if he were greeting a familiar friend.

Shinobu Kocho walked somewhat awkwardly to the table and sat down, but her gaze was firmly drawn to the food on the table.

what is that?

A round, golden-yellow pancake covered with an unidentified yellow paste-like substance that stretches into long strands.

There were also some pieces that were fried until crispy on the outside and fragrant with meat on the inside.

There was even a bowl of colorful grass made up of leaves from various plants she had never seen before.

These foods exuded a domineering and rich aroma that she had never smelled before, wildly stimulating her taste buds and causing her already hungry stomach to protest even more strongly.

"Teacher... these are..."

She couldn't help but speak, her voice tinged with curiosity and uncertainty.

"Oh, I just ordered some takeout."

Lynn answered casually, while silently complaining to himself.

This crappy safe house, despite its amazing features, doesn't include meals. You have to call and pay with real-world cash to order takeout.

That super luxurious seafood and meat pizza set meal just now cost him almost 10,000 yen, and his heart was bleeding.

"takeout?"

Shinobu Kocho clearly couldn't understand this word.

"Eat."

Lynn didn't explain, she just picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it on the plate in front of her.

"Fill your stomach first."

"Reviewing lessons after class also requires energy."

Shinobu Kocho looked at the golden, crispy fried chicken on the plate and hesitated for a moment.

In the end, I couldn't resist the tempting aroma.

She imitated Lynn, carefully picked up the fried chicken, and took a small bite.

"!"

The crispy, piping hot outer shell made a soft "crunch" sound when you chewed it.

Immediately afterwards, the delicious, piping hot meat juices burst in your mouth.

It was a kind of... an extremely direct and pure deliciousness that she had never experienced before!

Shinobu Kocho's usually cold and sharp purple eyes widened slightly at this moment, uncontrollably.

good to eat……

too delicious!

She ate the fried chicken in small, quick bites, even unconsciously licking the last bit of oil off her fingers with the tip of her tongue.

After making that move, she suddenly realized something was wrong, her cheeks flushed red again, and she didn't dare to look Lynn in the eye.

Looking at her adorable appearance, like a kitten caught stealing food, Lynn couldn't help but smile slightly.

He neither urged nor teased.

He simply sat there quietly, sipping his tea, patiently waiting for his students to finish this belated dinner, a symbol of "new life."

Under the starlight, beside the cherry blossom tree.

The girl ate quietly and quickly, while the man leisurely sipped his tea.

For a moment, the scene was indescribably harmonious and warm.

Chapter 8: Oh no, my damn charm!

Lynn looked at the empty plate in front of her, so clean it looked like it had been licked by a dog, and her lips twitched involuntarily.

Deep inside him, a little figure called "wallet" was wailing.

Ordering a five-person meal doesn't mean I'll let you eat it all by yourself!

That's a deluxe surf and turf pizza set meal worth 10,000 yen!

It also comes with a family bucket and two large bottles of Coke!

His intention in ordering the five-person meal was that he would eat some himself and use the rest for breakfast and lunch the next day, perfectly solving the problem of two meals and highlighting his thrifty way of managing his household.

The results of it?

The petite girl in front of him, who was less than 1.6 meters tall and probably weighed only about 70 kilograms, finished everything off in a breathtakingly fast and swift manner!

Even the Hawaiian-style pizza he had specially reserved for himself was not spared.

Is this the appetite of a future Pillar-level swordsman?

Or are teenage girls' stomachs bottomless pits?

In order to maintain his aloof and detached demeanor, he couldn't even show the slightest bit of heartache.

My heart is bleeding!

"Yes... I'm full! Thank you very much!"

Butterfly wiped her mouth with a napkin, gracefully put down her chopsticks and bowl, and sat up straight again.

On that cold little face, a healthy, satisfied blush rose from the full meal.

It softened her overall demeanor, making her less aloof and unapproachable.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Lynn now held a newfound closeness, one that she herself was unaware of, in addition to the previous reverence and trust.

"So,"

Lynn tapped his knuckles lightly twice on the cool stone table.

"Tuk, duh."

The crisp sound instantly dispelled the warm atmosphere in the courtyard, replacing it with a serious classroom atmosphere.

Shinobu Kocho immediately straightened her back, her expression solemn, like a student about to undergo the teacher's final assessment.

"Let's begin our post-lesson review."

"Yes!"

"Tell me what happened after you got back," Lynn said calmly.

Shinobu Kocho took a deep breath and began to tell her story.

Her voice was no longer the sweet and gentle one she used when imitating her sister, nor the hoarse and fragile one when crying; instead, it was a calm and deep voice that had been tempered by blood and fire.

"I returned to the Butterfly House."

"The first thing I did was to stop smiling."

She spoke calmly, as if she were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with her, but Lynn could imagine the uproar that would ripple through the Butterfly House if that smile disappeared.

The air in the entire Butterfly Mansion seemed to freeze as she unleashed her chilling killing intent.

Kanzaki Aoi, who was in charge of taking care of the wounded, smashed the medicine bowl in her hand to the ground with a "crack," her face filled with panic.

Kanao Tsuyuri, who had always regarded her as a substitute for her older sister, stood there dumbfounded, and for the first time, the emotion called "fear" appeared in her usually empty and lifeless eyes.

“Everyone was terrified. They surrounded me and asked me what had happened.”

I have no explanation.

"Because you said that mask doesn't belong to me."

Lynn nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

"The next day, I received intelligence that a vicious demon had appeared in the west of the city. It was cruel and had already killed several members of the team."

"Based on intelligence, that demon's strength is very likely to have reached the level of the Lower Moon."

"According to the usual procedure, this level of demon should be led by a Pillar-level swordsman, or at least by several Class A soldiers to subdue it."

"I did not report to my lord, but went alone with my sword."

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

She found the evil spirit enjoying its "midnight snack".

She didn't describe many details of the battle, but Lynn could see the ferocity of the scene from her slightly shimmering eyes.

"For the first time, I completely unleashed my anger."

She clenched her fists, her voice trembling slightly—a mixture of lingering fear and excitement.

"It feels... strange."

"It felt like the blood in my body was on fire, and my strength and speed were several times stronger than usual."

"My blade is faster. My poison is more deadly."

She no longer adhered to those elegant but limited moves of the past; each thrust carried her most primal and pure hatred for demons.

The battle was no longer about "slaying" but a pure "massacre".

In the end, the demon, whose strength was comparable to that of a lower moon, was melted into a pile of rotten flesh by her newly concocted deadly poison.

But she also paid a heavy price.

"I...lost control." Shinobu's eyes dimmed.

"Driven by rage, I abandoned all defense and evasion, wanting only to kill it in the fastest and most brutal way."

"At the last moment, I barely managed to dodge its fatal blow, almost on instinct. If its body hadn't been melted by the toxins first, I might have been the one who died there."

She raised her head, and for the first time, deep confusion and bewilderment appeared in her cold, purple eyes.

“Teacher, I did as you said. I faced my anger and felt its power.”

"But why is this happening?"

"This kind of fighting style, which is willing to fight to the death and risk mutual destruction, is too inefficient and too foolish."

"I came back to ask you how... to control this power more effectively."

After she finished speaking, she waited quietly for Lynn's judgment.

In the courtyard, only the night breeze rustling through the cherry blossom trees could be heard.

Lynn listened quietly to her entire story, her face still bearing that lazy expression.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip.

He only spoke slowly when Shinobu's breathing became somewhat rapid due to nervousness.

His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly pierced through Shinobu Kocho's confusion.

"You've only learned how to start a fire."

Lynn put down his teacup with a soft "click".

He raised his eyelids, and his eyes, which always seemed somewhat weary, were now surprisingly sharp.

"But they had absolutely no idea how to control the fire."

"Ren, that's not fighting."

Lynn leaned back on the stone chair, his tone calm, but his words were piercing.

"What you did was self-immolation."

Self-immolation?

Shinobu's mind went blank with a buzz.

She had imagined countless evaluations, including praise, criticism, and blame.