Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 403: Second-year tournament [1]
Standing near the bed, Brandon pulled the quilt higher, tucking it gently around Dhayun’s shoulders.
She was already half-asleep as she snuggled deeper into the mattress.
He watched her for a moment, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, then leaned down to press a feather-light kiss to her forehead.
"Sleep well, Noona," he whispered.
Smiling to himself, he slipped on a pair of loose shorts and quietly left the room, closing the door with a soft click.
Downstairs, the living room was bathed in the warm glow of the fireplace.
Everyone who was in the backyard until now is sitting on the plush sectional couch with blankets draped over laps, and empty bottles and snack plates scattered on the coffee table.
As Brandon appeared at the bottom of the stairs, everyone turned their heads.
"There he is."
"Oh, I wonder how the session went."
Elize patted her lap invitingly from her spot on the couch "Come here."
He crossed the room and settled onto her lap sideways, letting her wrap her arms around his waist and pull him close.
Brandon leaned into Elize’s embrace "Who planned all this?" he asked, looking around the room. "The petals, the ribbons... Dhayun?"
Elize chuckled, "Dhayun masterminded it. She wanted to surprise you on your actual birthday, but you decided to drink yourself into a coma that night instead."
She kissed his temple. "She was a little disappointed she couldn’t give you her ’present’ then. So she saved it for tonight."
He smiled upon hearing this "I see."
With a nod, Ravene spoke "She must be really happy. Hehe, I even gave her advice and trained her on how to please our Husband."
Huh? Yverine and Eira were surprised to hear this and turned to Ravene.
"Sister Rave, teach me too." x2
With a smug grin, she crossed her legs, leaning back like a queen on her throne "Sure, I know how to please Brandon. But for that, you need to acknowledge me as your master."
Eira and Yverine quickly stood up and bowed their heads without hesitation "Master!" x2
Jiyeon stifled a laugh seeing their acts.
Looking at them, Ravene let out a villainous laugh "Muhahahaha."
Brandon: -_-
He shook his head helplessly, seeing her antics.
Florence, curled against his side, giggled softly into his shoulder before lifting her head.
"Oh, by the way, darling. Don’t forget, you have the tournament tomorrow."
She tapped his chest playfully "You’re fighting in the second-year bracket too, right?"
Turning to her, he nodded his head "Yeah, that’s why I returned today."
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Next day morning
With his arm around Elena’s shoulder, Brandon walked around the Academy campus.
Looking at him, she asked "Do I really have to be with you in 2nd year matches?"
With a chuckle, he replied "It’s your wish. I don’t want you to fight, just stand there looking pretty as my duo partner, and I’ll take care of both opponents."
She gave him a dry look "You are that confident?"
"Yeah."
They kept walking, passing groups of younger students who waved excitedly when they recognized him.
On the way, they even posed for selfies.
A cool breeze rustled the leaves overhead, carrying the first real hint of winter.
He glanced sideways at her, noticing the way her uniform shirt was open at the collar with her sleeves rolled up despite the chill.
"Also," he said, tugging lightly at the edge of her shirt, "where’s your uniform blazer? Winter’s coming."
Elena shrugged "I’m not feeling the cold yet. I will wear it properly when it begins to snow. I even bought a pair of black stockings."
Upon hearing this, Brandon looked down her skirt and thighs "Hmm, if winter starts, I can’t ogle at students’ thighs... as they begin to wear more clothes for the cold. Winter is bad."
She gave him a dumbfounded look "Your perverted thoughts are oozing out."
"Hahaha.."
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The grand arena of Solvyrn Academy loomed ahead, its massive arches and banners fluttering in the crisp morning breeze.
The stands were already filling with students and faculty. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Brandon and Elena walked side by side through the competitors’ entrance.
Inside the contestants’ waiting area, several second-year teams were already gathered.
Some stretched or warmed up with light drills.
A few glanced up as Brandon and Elena entered the area.
Some frowned at him, while some just waved their hands with smiles.
Elena looked around the room, spotting an empty pair of seats near the back with a good view of the arena.
"There,"
He sat first, stretching his legs out, and patted the spot beside him.
Elena dropped into the chair with a soft sigh, leaning back as she looked at the arena below.
Looking at him, she asked "Oh by the way, did you check who you are fighting against?"
He shook his head "Nope, I didn’t check them."
She shook her head helplessly "I don’t know if you are cocky or just confident."
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The announcer’s voice boomed across the massive arena, "Next Brandon Kael and Elena Zoyrdius!"
The crowd erupted as Brandon and Elena stepped out from the contestants’ tunnel onto the arena floor.
The arena shook with cheers and a few bold fans in the front row held up signs "BRANDON #1" and "KAEL FOREVER."
As they reached the center circle, the announcer continued.
"Their opponents... Lira Solen and Kalia Veyne!"
The gates on the opposite side opened, and two women stepped out.
Lira had short-cropped auburn hair and carried a sleek rapier already humming with ether, while Kalia’s long braid swung behind her as she flexed her gauntleted hands.
The crowd gave them respectful applause, but it was noticeably quieter than the storm that had greeted Brandon.
Elena glanced at the opponents, then at Brandon.
He gave her a small nod, and without a word, Elena stepped back, moving to the edge of the designated combat circle, clearly signaling she was opting out of active combat.
The crowd’s roar grew even louder, and a wave of excitement crashed through the stands.
Lira and Kalia exchanged a quick glance "Sems like its two versus one."
"Hmm, careful. You saw the first-year finals video, right?"
"Yeah..."
The announcer’s voice boomed across the arena "ANDDD... LET THE MATCH BEGIN!"
