Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 323: An S rank? Easy!

Shattered stone littered the passage as Naevora carried Brandon effortlessly on her back.Brandon’s eyes lowered instinctively, following the rhythm of her breasts with each sway.

He smiled to himself before leaning closer, rubbing his cheek softly against hers and the warmth of his skin brushed along the edge of her jaw.

Naevora’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Brandon. Are you watching where we’re going... or something else?"

He let out a chuckle, "Both."

She just shook her head helplessly and continued walking.

His chin now rested against her shoulder as his eyes wandered openly, following the subtle rise and fall of her cleavage as if hypnotized.

"Besides," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear, "how am I supposed to ignore this view? Front-row tickets to every bounce."

Naevora exhaled sharply "You’re annoying."

Brandon’s fingers crept up from where they clung around her shoulders, his hand brushing along Naevora’s cheek.

He pinched lightly, stretching the corner of her lips with a mischievous grin "Mm, Naevora, you should smile more. You look less scary and more... cute."

Naevora’s eyebrow twitched in irritation "Cute?"

He squeezed her cheek again, "Yeah. Cute. Adorable, actually. The kind of master you just want to cuddle forever."

She let out a long and tired sigh, though a faint pink blus bloomed across her ears. "Brandon, you’re lucky I’m patient... and that my hands are busy carrying you."

He chuckled, nuzzling against her jaw like a spoiled cat. "That’s why this is the perfect time to play with you."

But just as she was about to snap back at him-

BOOOOOM

The ground shook violently beneath them.

Crumbling stone and broken cars were tossed aside like toys as an ear-splitting roar tore through the ruined street.

Naevora froze mid-step and her grip on Brandon’s thighs tightened instinctively as she looked ahead.

Through the dust and collapsing debris, an enormous aberrant emerged, taller than a three-story building.

Muscles bulged grotesquely under torn flesh, and its jaw snapped open with another thunderous roar.

Its aura slammed into them like a crashing wave... an S-rank.

Brandon’s smile vanished instantly, his eyes narrowing. "...Tch. Bad timing."

Hm? She raised an eyebrow "No, I would say perfect timing. An S rank..."

He slid off her back, landing on the cracked pavement as ether surged around him.

The beast bellowed, slamming its claw into a building and reducing it to rubble as it charged straight toward them, with its every step making the earth quake.

Brandon’s lips curved into a wry grin "Guess it’s time to earn that thigh pillow, huh?"

Naevora turned to look at him "Go on."

The aberrant’s body pulsed with sickly green light and two pairs of burning red eyes glared down at Brandon and Naevora.

With a guttural roar, the beast charged.

BOOOOM

Each step cracked the pavement, sending shockwaves rolling through the debris.

Naevora only folded her arms beneath her chest and leaned against the broken husk of a tilted bus.her flared violently.

Brandon’s eyes narrowed and dozens of crimson chains erupted from the ground, from the walls, and from the skies above, blazing with silver fire.

The battlefield became a cage of burning chains.

The aberrant crashed into them and the chains pierced deep, wrapping its limbs, its neck, and its torso.

"GREEEEERRRGHHHHH!!’

A flicker of red energy passed through Brandon’s eyes and the chains around the aberrant tightened.

CRUNCH!

The aberrant’s body convulsed as the fiery chains crushed it from all sides.

For a moment, the chains glowed faintly and then-.

BOOOOOOOOM!

The entire district shook as the aberrant’s body detonated in a storm of ash, fire, and ether.

The shockwave ripped outward, toppling already-ruined buildings.

The heat shimmered in the air.

At the center of the destruction, Brandon stepped down from the disc, his boots crunching against cracked pavement.

"Huff..." His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath.

A single bead of sweat slid down the line of his jaw before dripping onto the scorched ground.

’Fuck... my weak B-rank tempered body is not used to handling this A-rank ether. The backlash of skipping ranks without proper body training.’

Behind him, the last of the crimson chains dissolved into glowing sparks, scattering like fireflies into the smoky air.

"...You damn monster," Naevora murmured under her breath, though a small smile tugged at her lips.

’Taking a mid-tier S rank aberrant while being an A rank...’

Her gaze flickered to the enormous crater and charred embers ’Very few in A rank could stand against you if you used your full power.’

’And the scary part is, this is not his full potential...’

Brandon ran a hand back through his damp hair and exhaled a laugh "Phew... that one had some bite. But it wasn’t too bad."

He sat down on a debris, and Naevora raised an eyebrow. "Not too bad? You leveled half a district, idiot."

He shrugged, "Who cares? This is a destroyed dungeon anyway."

Naevora stood over him, looking down with her shadow falling across his chest. "...Rest for a minute. Then we move."

He tilted his head toward her, smiling despite his exhaustion. "You know, Naevora, you’re really sexy when you look down on me like that."

She didn’t even blink "Try that line again when you can stand without wobbling, idiot."

"Hahaha."