Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 672 - 621: Principal Lan Teaches Loren to Play to the Extreme

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A minor figure like Loren.

Today’s opponent is Juliana.

Come on, Dean Loren, to whom we’ve pinned great hopes.

The girl with light blue hair was sitting at an open-air café on the street corner, writing in her notebook, sipping iced coffee as if she were on vacation.

The young journalist had a Magic Energy Recording Camera hanging around her neck and two work badges pinned to her chest.

Lavisseir was not only the secretary of the student council but also a reporter for the "Hutton Times".

It was 8:10 am on Saturday morning.

From time to time, she glanced towards the distant walking plaza.

Under a large tree far away, next to the circular wooden seats, stood a young man who seemed somewhat uneasy.

"Kukulka, the nature of a journalist isn’t too different from that of a detective. We can’t focus our attention on eighth-order strongmen when we track them, or we’ll be easily discovered. We can only appear just right in the not-too-close, not-too-distant business district, doing our own thing, and let luck take its course in recording. Anyway, let’s pretend we are out just for fun today, and it doesn’t matter whether we get anything or not,"

Lavisseir raised her head and spoke to the dark-haired schoolgirl sitting across her own table.

In order to find out information about Dean Loren and Miss Juliana, Lavisseir had been fully engaged in handling student council affairs in recent days and had extensive interactions with the Royal Arolan Academy’s academic visitation team, finally deducing the time Juliana would meet Loren for their appointment.

And during this, her adorable underclassman, the exchange student Kukulka from Royal Arolan Academy, had been a great help.

Kukulka was now an intern at the Hutton Daily, and the editor had assigned her to Lavisseir for guidance.

"Sister, I’ve got it,"

The girl with deep red hair nodded, a look of disgust for Loren filling her eyes as she looked down.

This man was finally unable to restrain his desires and would make his move on Lady Juliana today.

Pervert...

She thought with fear and loathing.

"It’s a pity that Frey isn’t here, otherwise I wouldn’t need to investigate personally for such matters. I could just entrust it to him and get all the information,"

Lavisseir, seeing that her underclassman Kukulka was very nervous about going undercover for the first time today, changed the subject and sighed.

The cute younger student had been missing since this semester began.

Besides being noble, he basically had no flaws.

He seemed to have received a commission from his teacher, Dean Sphintos of Knight College, allegedly related to the disappearance of his senior, Duke Migaya. It was unclear if it was a joke.

[Don’t worry, just follow the schedule I’ve made for you.]

The voice of the Love Guru came through the Invisible Magic Earpiece.

These past few days, Loren had been seeking help from this mysterious coach.

He could say the coach was his last lifeline.

[Focus on your date with Juliana first. Take her to the theater and keep her occupied in the audience. Find an opportunity to slip away to meet with the Knight Commander, then hurry back and continue your date with Miss Juliana. If necessary, say you need to use the restroom, leaving Juliana to wait for you, then rush back to the Church after dealing with the matters and make sure you don’t let the Bingxue Witch leave the Goddess Church’s Temple.]

The Love Guru advised through the earpiece.

"Isn’t this a bit too risky..."

The more Loren thought about it, the more fearful he became.

Theoretically, his itinerary had become so complex it looked like a hybrid flowchart, with several tasks to do at each time point, not a single step could go wrong.

To facilitate his movements back and forth, the meeting places for today’s date were all chosen near the Church of the Goddess of Destiny’s temple in Ichrite.

Travelling from one spot to another, with his speed in Wind Magic, he could arrive within a minute’s time.

If it hadn’t been for the coach’s plan, he would never have even considered such a whimsical possibility.

[Managing the extreme inevitably comes with corresponding risks. The only way to accommodate everyone’s demands is to have them all in the same place, yet make sure they won’t see each other.]

The Love Guru taught.

"..."

Loren was silent.

This was beyond the extreme.

Are there really people who dare to date like this in reality?

[Isn’t your goal to satisfy everyone? How can you be prepared without a firm resolution?]

The coach continued to ask Loren.

"...Okay."

After agonizing over it, Loren seemed to have made his decision, his eyes becoming resolute.

What made him feel ashamed was that during these past few days of learning from the Love Guru—who asked many questions about the lady’s preferences—he was unable to answer any of them.

He had never seen Juliana’s lifestyle; their previous interactions had almost always been official business or joint combat operations.

Fortunately, the coach was a person of great patience, ceaselessly teaching with responsibility and enthusiasm, which deeply moved him.