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

"Alright, the basic framework has been set up. All that's left is to fill in the basic manpower."

Lynn patted the newly produced architecture diagram, and the terrifying aura of commanding and strategizing vanished instantly, turning him back into the lazy teacher who just wanted to leave work early.

“Yukinoshita, you,” he pointed to the “Chief Person in Charge” and “Quality Control” positions at the top of the architecture diagram, “have clear logic, pursue perfection, and are intolerant of any flaws. You are the most suitable person to be the final quality control and decision-maker. No one is more suitable than you.”

“Yuhihama,” his pen tip slid to the [Publicity Group] and [External Liaison Group] again, “you are very approachable, good at reading the room, and can chat with anyone.”

"Aren't you close to Miura and her group of popular girls? Form your publicity team with her at the core."

"Then go and communicate with those difficult clubs and troublemakers from the neighboring school. The effect will definitely be a hundred times better than going with Yukinoshita, that ice-cold face."

"Wow! Me, can I?" Yui Yuigahama pointed at herself, her face full of disbelief, but the excitement and eagerness in her eyes betrayed her.

"Of course." Lynn's tone was unquestionable, carrying a reassuring magic.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up his phone, searched through his contacts, and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Hachiman Hachiman? This is Lynn."

"...Ah, teacher, is there something you need?" came Hachiman Hikigaya's signature listless, rotten voice from the other end of the phone.

"Come to the Service Department, I have a request. Do it immediately."

"Huh? But teacher, I believe in non-laborism..."

"Or, you'll lose your Mandarin practice points this semester."

"...I'll be right there!"

Ten minutes later, Hachiman Hikigaya, with dead fish eyes and an expression that seemed to say "I hope this world is destroyed already," appeared like a ghost at the entrance of the activity room.

When he saw the task sheet marked "Risk Assessment and Vulnerability Investigation" that Lynn handed him, he was completely devastated.

[Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding me? You want me to use my rotten eyes, which see through all the illusions of youth, to find bugs in the parties of these social butterflies? What kind of hellish joke is that?!]

【Ms. Lynn, you have no heart!】

“Hachiman, your observation skills are exceptional. You always manage to see dark corners and potential risks that others miss,” Lynn patted him on the shoulder, his tone tinged with admiration. “This task is perfect for you. Do a good job, and you’ll get a perfect score in Chinese this semester.”

For the first time, a glimmer of submission, a kind of "bow down for five pecks of rice," flashed in Hachiman Hikigaya's dead fish eyes.

"Also, call over Hayato Hayama's social circle," Lynn said to Yuihama. "Remember about the soccer incident last time. If you want to make amends, come and help out yourself."

"Okay, okay! I'll go right away!"

Just half an hour.

Under Lynn's behind-the-scenes manipulation, a luxurious school festival executive committee, centered around the Service Club and encompassing the school's top popular groups, the most aloof introverted warriors, and the most sociable girl with the bun hairstyle, was forcibly formed and began to operate efficiently!

The task that was originally so overwhelming for Yukino Yukinoshita, seemingly impossible and like an insurmountable barrier, is now actually starting to move forward in an orderly manner!

Yukino Yukinoshita stared blankly at all of this.

She watched the man who simply sat in his chair, sipping coffee, occasionally offering a casual suggestion, and effortlessly solved a crucial problem.

She watched as Yui Yuigahama, encouraged by him, confidently led a group of girls out to make external contacts for the first time.

She watched as even Hachiman Hikigaya, that autistic child, reluctantly yet earnestly began reviewing the proposal under the lure of a "perfect score," using his rotten gaze to pick out one fatal flaw after another.

Her mind was once again plunged into a tremendous shock, and she began to frantically fill in the blanks and profile the characters at an unprecedented speed.

This man...

The terrifying ability to coordinate and his precise grasp of human nature that he displayed, as if he could manipulate everyone and everything at will...

Is this really the kind of ability that an ordinary high school teacher could possess?

No.

impossible.

The outrageous conjecture about Lynn's identity resurfaced in her mind, becoming clearer than ever before.

Her preconceived notions about him being a "former top agent" and "heir to a retired assassin family" were once again overturned, reconstructed, and wildly upgraded at this moment!

A bolder, more outrageous, yet incredibly "reasonable" image began to slowly take shape in her mind.

As she looked at the blueprint, an unprecedented, fiery light ignited in her usually cold eyes.

The path to unraveling his secret seems to be... one step closer.

Looking at Lynn's lazy and handsome profile.

From initial "doubt" to later "curiosity," and now... a feeling called "dependence," which she herself was unwilling to admit, is quietly taking root and sprouting in her frozen heart.

……

Tokyo, Yukinoshita Foundation headquarters building, top floor office.

Yukino listened to the stammering, shocked report from the student council president's informant on the phone.

"...Yes, young lady! It's unbelievable! The Service Club...no, the entire preparation for the school festival, suddenly...came to life!"

"Mr. Lynn... that new Mandarin teacher, he integrated all the resources and devised a perfect plan in less than an hour!"

"Do you know what? Everyone's working like they're on steroids right now! It's terrifying!"

Yang Nai listened quietly, her beautiful face, which always wore a playful smile, showing no change in expression.

Until the call ended.

She slowly turned around and looked out the window at the bustling city.

"Hehe...hehehehe..."

A suppressed, joyful chuckle echoed in the empty office.

She raised her hand and gently covered her mouth, but her narrow, fox-like eyes flashed with an unprecedented, fiery, and dangerous light.

It's the kind of extreme excitement a hunter feels when he discovers prey that is far larger and more magnificent than he ever imagined.

"I see……"

She licked her luscious red lips, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Isn't it the kind of solo operation like a 'special agent' or 'assassin'..."

"But... the 'King' type."

"Able to easily win people's hearts and minds, and to make all the pieces willingly serve him... 'Commander type'."

She finally understood.

"Lynn..."

"It seems I've really provoked a monster that's far more terrifying than I imagined."

"Really..."

"This is getting more and more interesting!"

Chapter 31: Yukino is still working herself to the bone, but Sora is already holding hands with her boyfriend.

With a stroke of Lynn's pen, the world finally returned to peace after the hellish "Joint School Festival" challenge was successfully passed on... no, it was successfully returned to the "makeshift team" centered around the Service Club.

Countless problems that once weighed heavily on Xuexia were easily resolved one by one with clear division of responsibilities and well-defined execution procedures.

The Ice Queen, who once fought alone and tried to fight the whole world by herself, finally learned what "teamwork" meant under Lynn's "guidance".

Although she remains sharp-tongued and a perfectionist, her icy demeanor softens somewhat when she issues commands.

Two more days slipped by.

Today is a rare holiday.

The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Lynn was sprawled on the sofa in her apartment when her phone screen lit up. It was a LINE message from Yui Hihama, accompanied by a photo of dozens of club members busily setting up the venue. The caption read: "Teacher Lynn! Everything's going well! Yuki is amazing! (????)??"

He smiled, too lazy to type a reply, and simply held his phone upside down against his chest, contentedly enjoying the simple, unpretentious joy of a capitalist after exploiting his employees.

As for the school?

Just kidding. Since Mr. Lin has already drawn up the blueprint and set the KPIs, does he really want to personally go down and tighten the screws?

Leave professional matters to professionals.

For example, let Yukino Yukinoshita do quality control, let Yui Yuigahama do public relations, let Hachiman Hikigaya find bugs, and let Hayato Hayama and his group of popular guys do the hard labor...

What is this called?

This is called the version answer.

The perfect allocation of resources allowed him, the mastermind behind the scenes, to completely free his hands and return to the most primal and beloved way of life.

Ruined.

"Well……"

A faint, slightly confused nasal sound came from beside me.

Lynn turned her head away.

Kasugano Sora was quietly curled up in another corner of the sofa, hugging her ever-present black rabbit doll.

Her pure white loungewear dress made her already fair skin appear almost transparent, like a work of art formed from moonlight.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with a few unruly strands gently brushing against her small, delicate, and bloodless cheeks as she tilted her head.

Long eyelashes, like two delicate little fans, cast a faint shadow under the eyelids.

At this moment, she was watching the colorful images on the television screen with complete concentration, without blinking.

It was a currently trending anime for girls, about a magical girl who saves the world with love and friendship. On screen, the protagonist was being beaten to a pulp by the villain and was about to lose when her friends outside the arena started chanting her name in unison. Suddenly, the protagonist unleashed her power, shouting the embarrassing line, "The power of bonds is invincible!" and instantly turned the tide.

"..." Lynn looked at Qiong's confused expression, which seemed to understand but was actually not, and couldn't help but want to laugh. For a soul that had been completely abandoned by the world and its loved ones, this cheap "bond power" was probably even more difficult to understand than quantum mechanics.

Lynn had noticed all the changes in her during this time.

She no longer completely shut herself off in that cramped world called "Rabbit Doll," as she had at the beginning.

She learned to use a mobile phone, and although her typing speed was ridiculously slow, she was able to exchange some cute emojis with Yui Yuigahama, albeit haltingly.

She also learned to use a laptop, and her search history was full of strange keywords that only she herself understood, such as "how to take care of" and "what she likes".

She would even sit quietly beside Lynn while she watched TV, her gaze initially blank and unfocused, but gradually becoming able to follow the exaggerated and noisy plot of the show.

Her world is being recolored at an extremely slow, yet incredibly determined pace.

Although she still doesn't like to talk.

Although, her gaze toward Yukino Yukinoshita occasionally carried a hint of coldness, like that of a protective little animal guarding its food.

But when Yui Yuigahama clumsily almost knocks over her water glass, she will instinctively reach out her little hand to steady her.

When Yukino was rubbing her temples wearily from staying up all night, she would silently push the warm water on the table one centimeter closer to her.

These insignificant details are like pebbles thrown into a still lake.

Although it failed to create towering waves, it did cause ripples to spread across the frozen surface of the water, creating concentric circles of what is known as "living".

The current Sora is no longer the doll completely isolated from the world.

She is more like the character in the original work, who is "domineering at home" and shows dependence and occasional willfulness towards her loved ones.

However, because of her experience of being heartlessly abandoned by her relatives, this frightened kitten always seemed more cautious and more hesitant when reaching out her paws to touch warmth.

"Sizzle—click!"

On TV, after the anime finished airing, a potato chip commercial came on.

With a crisp, tingling sound, the golden, crispy potato chips were magnified infinitely on the screen.

The beautiful idol named "Rina Ogata" wore an expression of blissful happiness, as if she possessed the whole world, which looked extremely abstract.

Lynn glanced at the girl beside her subconsciously.

Qiong was staring intently at the television screen, his gray eyes sparkling in the flickering light.

Her small mouth was slightly pursed, and her throat seemed to move almost imperceptibly.

He looked like a shy cat that had seen a dried fish but didn't dare to ask for it.

When Lynn's gaze fell upon her, she quickly lowered her head again, her long silver eyelashes drooping down to conceal the fleeting longing in her eyes, and she returned to her quiet, indifferent demeanor.

There was no longing or pleading in those eyes.