My Milf System

I tried my best to ignore the waves, winks, and blown kisses from my waifus seated on the other side of the arena. They clearly weren’t paying attention to the brutal matches playing out—too busy teasing me across the battlefield of blood, sweat, and pride.

But then, the spotlight shifted.

A hush fell over our section of the stands as Anna slowly rose to her feet. It was now her turn to fight. She took a deep breath, fingers gently reaching into her cleavage to retrieve a green-pendant necklace. With closed eyes, she kissed it, her lips trembling.

"Wish me luck," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the thunder of the crowd.

I offered her a smile. "All the best..."

Her steps toward the battlefield were hesitant and uncertain. Her nerves were visible in the way she clutched her fists and walked stiffly under the watchful eyes of thousands.

Then came Cammy—swaggering out from the other side like the arena belonged to her. The cocky brat from the Willson family who is always trailing behind Lorraine like her shadow. Rumor had it she was only a C-rank... but her power felt more like a B-rank, and the pressure she gave off was undeniable.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!" the announcer’s voice exploded through the arena, making the floor tremble. "THIS IS A MATCH YOU DON’T WANNA MISS!! On the right side of the arena, we have Anna Rembrandt!! Born from nobility, daughter of the legendary Sword Saint, Ivy Rembrandt! Unfortunately, also known as the weakest of the Rembrandt line!"

The crowd erupted in boos and jeers, some even chanting "Loser! Loser!"

"And on the left side—we have CAMMY WILLSON!! Born and trained under the service of the prestigious Alvado family, she’s got more bite than bark! Who’ll take the win? Let’s find out!!!"

Pweeeeeeeeeeeet!