Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 25: First day of class

As soon as Eira entered the classroom, she noticed the women gazing at the seat at the back.

Following their gazes, she saw Brandon sitting at the end and a smile appeared on her lips "Brandon..."

Brandon, who had been gazing idly outside the window, turned his head upon hearing his name "Eira...?"

She hurriedly walked to him "So you are finally here."

Calistra shook her head helplessly seeing her enthusiasm and followed her friend.

The other students were surprised to see this and looked at them curiously.

Unbothered by the attention surrounding them, Eira reached Brandon's desk and, with a fluid motion, took a seat beside him.

"How are you?"

Looking at her, Brandon smiled softly "As of now, I am fine..."

With a giggle, Eira replied "Yeah, my mom told me what happened in the meeting."

Brandon nodded his head "Mhm, your mother was quite helpful in the meeting."

Eira had a smug smile on her face as she spoke "Of course, our family is one of the five Great Families, so it will surely have some power."

Hearing this, Brandon was slightly taken aback "I see..."

When he saw her family name in the meeting, he knew she had a powerful background.

Keeping his smile, he spoke "It is good to see familiar faces as it was quite awkward till now."

Eira let out a soft giggle and spoke "Oh, don't worry... we will be with you from now on. So, you can rely on us."

"Well, the whole situation started because of us."

Calistra, who was beside Eira, sat there silently listening to the conversation.

Before they could continue the conversation, a woman strode into the room, her long coat sweeping behind her as she entered.

Her gaze swept over the students and looked at Brandon "Oh, you are here, Cadet Brandon Kael."

Brandon, who was sitting on his seat, nodded his head.

The woman smiled and glanced at the women "I'm sure you are all aware by now that the first male awakener, Brandon Kael, has been placed in the same class as you."

There was a pause as her eyes roamed across the room, gauging the reactions of the students.

"I expect you to get along with him."

The women exchanged glances and turned to look at Brandon.

Soon, the classes began.

'Ether Manipulation & Fundamentals... Understanding the nature of ether, its flow within the body, and how to control it efficiently.'

As the instructor delved into the intricacies of ether circulation, Brandon listened to them getting as much information as he could.

Unlike the others, he lacked the years of foundational training.

Eira leaned to the side slightly and whispered "By the way, Brandon, I heard that you can only absorb ether through physical contact with women."

Brandon gave a nod and replied in a hushed voice "Yeah... and I can mimic the skill for a small time."

Eira's gaze narrowed slightly as she rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought. "Hmm... If that's the case, you always need someone close to you, right? Like, to replenish your ether reserves? You can't absorb it from the air like us."

With a nod, Brandon explained "Hmm...Yeah. Through simple physical contact, I can absorb small amounts of ether. But through intimate contact, I gain a lot more."

Oh...

Eira was amused to hear this and raised her hand to gently grasp his palm as she interwined her fingers with him.

Hm? Branon blinked in surprise and she leaned forward again, whispering to him "Then, you can take ether from me... Can you feel it?"

Through her hand, Brandon could already feel the traces of ether his body absorbing "Yeah... thank you."

With a shake of her head, Eira murmured "Don't mention it. As I said... you got caught in this when you tried to save me... so, a little payback."

A small blush crept over her cheeks as she asked "And... um, you said you gain a lot of energy through intimate contact, right? What kind of..."

Brandon smiled wryly and replied "Kissing..."

The blush on Eira's face deepened as she remembered that he gave her CPR yesterday.

"I see..."

With a slight cough, Eira regained her composure before speaking "Ahem, anyway, try to absorb as much as ether as you can, because next class is CQC."

Hearing this, Brandon's face went dull "CQC? As in Close-Quart Combat training?"

Nodding her head, Eira replied "Mhm, so you would need a lot of ether."

Brandon's eyes squinted as he felt the ether flowing through his body.

He was still adapting to ether manipulation, and now he had to worry about hand-to-hand combat against opponents who had trained in this academy?

He still had the ether he got from Ravene's kiss this morning and now with Eira's, it should be enough for today.

Soon, the theory class came to an end and it was time for combat class.

Eira stretched her arms above her head, her blonde hair cascading down as she let out a small sigh. "Alright, let's get moving. The instructors don't like it when we're late."

Brandon gave a small nod and followed as she led the way out of the classroom.

The rest of the students moved as a group but Brandon felt somewhat out of place among them.

The hallway outside was bustling with activity, other classes emptying as students made their way to their respective training areas.

The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor mixed with the soft hum of conversation, creating a constant undercurrent of noise.

As they walked, Brandon couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes of passing students.

One girl whispered to another as they passed by. "So that's the guy... he really is in Ascendant Class."

"He doesn't look that special," another muttered, though her gaze lingered a moment longer than necessary.

Eira, noticing his expression, smirked slightly "Don't let them get to you. They're just curious. You'll get used to it."

Their destination was further ahead... an enclosed arena-like structure built specifically for CQC training.

It was a massive dome, reinforced with ether-infused barriers to withstand the high-impact combat that took place within.

Looking at it, Brandon's gaze squinted 'This is going to be rough...'

Eira nudged his arm lightly. "Nervous?"

He turned to look at her and sighed "Kinda."

As they stepped through the entrance of the training ground, the sharp clang of weapons clashing, and the rhythmic footfalls of students sparring was heard.

Brandon's gaze flickered around looking at the sheer scale of the facility.

The walls of the dome-like structure pulsed faintly with contained ether energy, forming a barrier that prevented damage from spilling outside.

Groups of students were already engaged in drills.

Some practiced grappling techniques, others refined their footwork, while a few were locked in full-fledged sparring matches.

A voice suddenly called out from ahead "Line up, first-years!"

Brandon's attention snapped forward as a tall woman with dark auburn hair tied into a tight ponytail stepped up wearing tight training gear which accenturated her mature body.

Eira leaned closer and whispered, "That's Instructor Isabelle. She's our Close-Quarters Combat specialist."

Isabelle's piercing golden eyes swept over the assembled students before landing on Brandon.

For a second, her gaze narrowed, then, without further reaction, she clasped her hands behind her back and addressed the class.

"As you are all aware, combat is the foundation of an awakener's survival. No matter how powerful your ether manipulation is, if you lack physical ability, you will die. There are no exceptions."

"In this class, you will learn the fundamentals of close-quarters combat, hand-to-hand techniques, and how to integrate your ether into battle."

Her eyes swept over them again "Now... let's see what I'm working with."

Brandon didn't like the way she said that.

Isabelle's raised a single hand and gestured toward the training mats. "As usual, I will pair up. You're all going to spar."

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A few minutes later, Brandon found himself standing in front of his classmate in the sparring section.

Taking a deep breath, he took a stance 'Well, I have learned some self defence, I will try that...'

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Meanwhile, another woman was walking through the academic grounds with a smirk on her face.

She is wearing a black, high-neck cropped sleeveless top revealing her toned abs and muscular arms with a small bit of her cleavage.

With every step, her form fitting pants stretched "Lets see how this guy looks."