My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World-Chapter 122: Come Get Me
The messy threats and interpersonal rivalry between Claire’s team and the Sanguini guild spiraled out of control when Claire decided to sucker punch a woman in the face.
With a satisfying crunch, Claire’s fist drove into her face, breaking the nose as the woman was sent stumbling backwards, falling on her butt with a shocked and pained expression on her face.
"HOW DARE YOU, BITCH?! YOU’RE DEAD!!!" Another Sanguini guild member raged seeing it, her weapon thrown away as she punched Claire.
Claire dropped her sword as well, grabbing the incoming fist with surprising ease and fluidity, her legs swiping under the opponent’s feet to make them lose their balance.
"Ever seen football?" Claire taunted, flexing her right foot and before anyone could react, kicking another woman in the face!
"What a goal, leader~" Jaq grinned widely, her agility on full display as she ducked and swerved her way through the opponents, weaving between them and slicing their jackets with a dagger.
Of course, she made sure not to hurt any of them with the blade, lest she gets taken in for criminal charges, as committing deadly attacks on another raider was obviously illegal.
The only get around was if the fight was taking place in an UDM or another kind of death match.
Eva and Lia distanced themselves from the brutal fist fight, not having enough physical stats to prove themselves useful as they simply casted support spells onto their 3 front liners.
Or well, 4 in this case.
As, the moment Claire had swung a fist, Aaron sighed and looked at the brown haired woman in front of himself, wondering if it’s fine to hit women here.
But a single glance at Claire’s fight was all he needed to make up his mind.
These women were disturbing the peace of their group and had caused Claire pain, how was it even a choice not to fight?
He clenched his hand into a fist, opening and closing it as multiple thoughts swirled in his mind. However the top thought was...
’God... how much I wanted to do this...’
Making up his mind in an instant, he didn’t give the woman any time to recollect herself as he slapped her.
All his fingers were printed onto her fair skin as she stumbled back with wide eyes and a shocked expression on her face.
Momentarily, the rest of the fights were paused as well, be it his teammates or the Sanguini guild, none of them moved an inch.
There was pure silence, only the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh, but not in a good way.
All of them were staring at Aaron and his masterpiece of a manual tattoo he gave that woman.
"Y-You..." the woman rubbed her cheek with shame and pain, her words fumbling as she had no idea what she even wanted to say.
Never in her life before had she been hit by a man, and for her ruthless first time, not only did it hurt, but it also pained her emotionally!
Just the thought of her friends sharing this juicy drama with others made her blood boil.
"Claire Reed, tell your man to apologize or I will not be gentle." She grit her teeth and hissed, words dripping with literal poison.
Claire turned to look at him as he looked at her, flashing her an easygoing confident smile as he nodded once.
She sighed, shrugging her shoulders with an amused giggle, "Best of luck to you." she said to the woman before ignoring her and spinning on the balls of her feet, delivering a brutal roundhouse kick to a nearby Sanguini woman who was distracted.
"Well, there you have it. Want another slap?" Aaron smirked cockily, hooking his index finger towards the brown haired woman before making the most infamous gesture that was known to ragebait every person, no matter the world.
The one and only– ’Come get me’ gesture.
The brownhead spat on the floor, narrowing her eyes at Aaron as she leaned slightly lower, "I am sorry in advance if you get hurt."
Aaron didn’t reply and the woman understood the cue, holding her breath as she lunged towards him, intending to tackle him to the floor.
However the move was quite predictable, as Aaron easily moved out of the way and even had the time to kick the woman’s side, throwing off her balance and sending her stumbling onto the floor.
She managed not to fall, using her hands to hold herself together as she got back to her feet, body aching and eyes narrowed murderously.
Gone were the thoughts of giving him respect or the resistance to hit the opposite gender. But unluckily for her, it was the same for Aaron.
He no longer felt the awkward thoughts and guilt of fighting a girl. He shouldn’t have been feeling as such in the first place, but being a man who didn’t like to hit women back on Earth, it was new for him.
But now, both the woman and he were prepared to fight properly, as she clenched her hands into a fist and tilted her head, cracking the neckbone as if she was doing a warmup before a pro boxing match.
No more yaps, no more apologies and no more threats. She lunged at him.
Not the mindless tackle like before but a measured and calculated lunge that closed the distance between them, as Aaron managed to raise a guard in time before she punched!
Her fist connected with his forearm, her knuckles hitting his bones and causing a slight amount of pain as he grit his teeth.
He was still way too green into fighting, as no matter how much he learned the theory and practiced with Claire, the real experiences were the real teachers.
The woman punched him again, making him lean more onto his knee, moving out of the way before using his forearm to parry the punch and kicking the woman’s feet!
She hadn’t expected him to use his foot suddenly, as she grunted and threw a much stronger but a lot less focused punch at him.
Aaron’s eyes widened and he skipped backwards, a soft grin gracing his lips.
’This is a good practice~’
