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Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 247: Spar or bullying? · Oct 28, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Bigger house? 2026-10-28
202 Chapter 202: Nostalgia... 2026-10-28
203 Chapter 203: Dumbass 2026-10-28
204 Chapter 204: Come here 2026-10-28
205 Chapter 205: First time* 2026-10-28
206 Chapter 206: We also love you 2026-10-28
207 Chapter 207: The Empyrean [1] 2026-10-28
208 Chapter 208: The Empyrean [2] 2026-10-28
209 Chapter 209: The Empyrean [3] 2026-10-28
210 Chapter 210: The Empyrean [4] 2026-10-28
211 Chapter 211: The Empyrean [5] 2026-10-28
212 Chapter 212: THE Empyrean [6] 2026-10-28
213 Chapter 213: THE Empyrean [7] 2026-10-28
214 Chapter 214: Bathing [1] 2026-10-28
215 Chapter 215: Bathing [2] 2026-10-28
216 Chapter 216: You lied 2026-10-28
217 Chapter 217: Punishment for her 2026-10-28
218 Chapter 218: Nothing happened 2026-10-28
219 Chapter 219: This is what you deserve 2026-10-28
220 Chapter 220: Time? 2026-10-28
221 Chapter 221: Idiot 2026-10-28
222 Chapter 222: Cleaning the dishes 2026-10-28
223 Chapter 223: Nighty night 2026-10-28
224 Chapter 224: Bickering 2026-10-28
225 Chapter 225: A walk? 2026-10-28
226 Chapter 226: Girls hangout 2026-10-28
227 Chapter 227: Let’s go 2026-10-28
228 Chapter 228: Don’t faint too soon 2026-10-28
229 Chapter 229: Two or three months? 2026-10-28
230 Chapter 230: Tea? 2026-10-28
231 Chapter 231: A little commotion [1] 2026-10-28
232 Chapter 232: A little commotion [2] 2026-10-28
233 Chapter 233: Don’t tease me 2026-10-28
234 Chapter 234: Lovers? 2026-10-28
235 Chapter 235: A small glimpse into the past [1] 2026-10-28
236 Chapter 236: A small glimpse into the past [2] 2026-10-28
237 Chapter 237: A little time has passed 2026-10-28
238 Chapter 238: A meal and a walk 2026-10-28
239 Chapter 239: Good night 2026-10-28
240 Chapter 240: Morning 2026-10-28
241 Chapter 241: Le Dernier Sérénade [1] 2026-10-28
242 Chapter 242: Le Dernier Sérénade [2] 2026-10-28
243 Chapter 243: Her family? 2026-10-28
244 Chapter 244: A rough night* 2026-10-28
245 Chapter 245: Shopping went wrong 2026-10-28
246 Chapter 246: Ultra durable? 2026-10-28
247 Chapter 247: Spar or bullying? 2026-10-28
248 Chapter 248: Another Bath? [1] 2026-10-28
249 Chapter 249: Another Bath? [2] 2026-10-28
250 Chapter 250: Another Bath [3]* 2026-10-28

*thud*

Brandon rolled down on the floor with his back but he quickly pivoted and got back up.

He glanced at Yverine, who was standing against him wearing a sports bra and tight shorts as her abs flexed with each breath.

She lightly jumped on her feet and muttered ”That’s it? Thats all the great Herald’s got?”

Brandon wiped a smear of sweat off his brow and let out a slow exhale ”Just warming up.”

”Oh? You were already warm when I kicked you five minutes ago.”

Brandon closed the gap with a forward rush and launched a swift right jab aimed at her shoulder to distract, followed by a snapping left hook.

Yverine parried the jab, ducked under the hook, and immediately spun low to sweep his legs.

He jumped, barely clearing the sweep, and twisted midair to bring his heel down for an axe kick.

She sidestepped and her eyes narrowed.

The mat boomed with the impact of his foot as she evaded, and Brandon pivoted, throwing a quick pair of jabs toward her chest.

She blocked the first and caught the second.

”Too slow.”

With a smirk, she pulled him forward and he used the momentum to twist his torso and tried to elbow her, but she bent back and knee’d him in the stomach.

Whump!

”Ugh-!”

Brandon reeled but kept his footing, gritting his teeth.

He swung a roundhouse kick, but she ducked and then countered with a palm strike to his chest, sending him staggering back a step.

”Come on, Brandon,” she teased. ”I’ve seen cats fight better.”

Yverine stepped forward again and snapped a jab at his chin, then a low kick to his thigh.

Brandon blocked both and retaliated with a jab to her ribs.

She twisted and avoided it, but in the brief moment her guard was down...

Smack!

Brandon’s hand whipped down and gave a strong slap on her ass cheeks making them jiggle.

Time froze for a full second.

Yverine’s entire body stiffened like she had just been zapped by a bolt of lightning.

Her cheeks flushed red and her mouth dropped open in disbelief.

The noise of the ass slap echoed just enough in the wide arena to make it sound extra scandalous.

”...Pervert!!” she shouted, whirling around and smacking his hand away as if it had offended her entire bloodline.

Brandon burst out laughing and stumbled back as he raised his hands defensively. ”Hey, hey, it was a distraction tactic. Totally legal under sparring rules.”

”In what world?!”

”The world where I’m losing and desperate.”

She stormed forward and punched him in the shoulder.

Thump!

”OW!” He staggered back for a moment.

”And that’s for being a Pervert.”

Brandon winced again, ”Augh... I think you hit it too hard... my shoulder hurts. Like- genuinely.”

Yverine was stunned. ”Wait, seriously?”

He nodded his head panifully ”I don’t know if you dislocated it, or bruised it, or- it really hurts.”

Yverine quickly stepped forward, grabbing his wrist gently ”Wait, what?! Show me, show me, did it dislocate? Can you move it? Oh no...! I’m sorry, I didn’t think I hit that hard!”

Brandon made a soft groan and leaned toward her, ”I-I don’t know. I tried to raise it, but it stings. Ughh...”

Seeing this, she panicked a little ”I’ll get the pain relief spray- no, wait, we should go to the infirmary. You might need to be looked at, what if I tore a muscle?”

”No, no,” Brandon gasped, gently grabbing her hand to stop her from moving away. ”No need for that... Just...”

Yverine looked at him, worried ”Just what?”

He looked at her with such a pained expression that for a second, it actually made her heart squeeze.

”Just... massage it a little,” he said softly, as if it was his last wish.

”Okay...” she said quickly, nodding. ”Where? Show me where exactly it hurts.”

He gently lifted her hand and guided her hand...

...to his chest.

Her eyes blinked twice.

Then a third time.

He looked up at her with a ridiculous grin ”Right here. My poor heart hurts the most, Sister Yve... caress my heart, and I shall be healed...”

For a moment, her brain tried to process what had just happened.

It failed.

”You... you bastard-!!”

Brandon broke into laughter as she shoved him back hard and he stumbled a few steps, clutching his stomach in fits of laughter.

”You were faking?!” she shouted.

”I almost fell for it, you damn...”

She grabbed his face and shook his head ”Since yesterday, you have been annoying me.”

”Ah- Sister Yve... wait, don’t shake...”

”Why are you like this?” she asked as she continued shaking him and her tone was somewhere between exhausted and deeply offended by his entire existence.

”What did I do to deserve you in my life?”

She finally let him go with an exasperated sigh.

Brandon stumbled back slightly and blinked as the room swirled for a moment.

He patted his hair down, which now looked like it had lost a war with a blender.

Looking betrayed, he muttered ”I am fragile, you know.”

She narrowed her eyes and muttered ”Fragile, my ass.”

Hearing this, he grinned ”Your ass?”

Her lips twitched in annoyance and she gave a light punch to his stomach.

”OW- okay, that one actually hurts.”

---

”Huff.. Huff...”

Brandon lay sprawled on the padded floor of the combat room as he caught his breath.

Sweat clung to his t-shirt and a small line of sweat traced the curve of his jaw before dropping to the floor.

Beside him, Yverine was standing, and her toned body was glistened with sweat, her midriff rising and falling steadily as she wiped her face.

Her hair, tied in a high ponytail, clung slightly to her neck and shoulders.

She looked down at him with an exhausted but satisfied smile. ”Let’s finish this here. I’m done turning you into a training dummy for now.”

Brandon let out a tired chuckle ”Appreciate that. I was starting to see the gates of the afterlife.”

Yverine turned toward the corner of the training hall where clean towels and spare clothes were kept inside a shelf compartment.

”I’m going to take a bath. You should too before lunch.”

She grabbed her towel and a set of fresh clothes and walked toward the pair of private shower rooms at the far end of the hall.

Once inside her bathroom, Yverine closed the door behind her.

She peeled off her sports bra and then her shorts, letting them fall into the laundry basket near the corner.

Her dark skin is flushed slightly from the intensity of the spar with the subtle bruises and marks across her arms and abdomen.

Undoing the clasp of her undergarments, she tossed them in as well and stepped into the glass-walled shower.

Cool water poured from the rain-style nozzle above, cascading over her body, washing away the heat and sweat of the spar.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, letting herself sink into the refreshing sensation.

But then- click.

She heard the room’s door opening and then she heard his voice ”Sister Yve.”

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