Chapter 245 - 253. A thousand gods
"A C-rank?!"
Derrick’s voice thundered through the classroom as the assessing crystal dimmed back to neutral. "How the hell haven’t I leveled up?! After all that nonstop training?!"
"Nonstop?" Adrian shot him a look, one eyebrow raised. "You mean the one push-up you do before bed?" He deadpanned, squinting like he was trying to see the logic in Derrick’s words. "Yeah... you’re a warrior, bro."
The classroom exploded with laughter. Derrick’s shoulders slumped. His bravado? Gone. And the loudest laugh came from the one girl who could absolutely crush his pride.
Natalie.
He could still hear her venomous whisper from the other night, the one that played on a loop in his head ever since he’d tried to end things with her.
"You’re basically my fuck toy, Derrick. If I get horny, I’ll come to you. So stop being a little bitch, and fuck me like a real man."
He remembered how red-hot his anger had been that night. He’d thrown every ounce of frustration into her, fucking her with hard thrusts, sweat flying, trying to prove himself as man enough. But after her second orgasm, he was the one gasping for air, twitching in bed. Then she rode him like a queen over a broken horse until he passed out. Now here she was, laughing at him in front of everyone. Again. His jaw clenched.
He stepped aside, burning, making room for others to get assessed.
Then came Brian. He sauntered up with crumbs on his shirt and a cookie still in hand. He didn’t care about the eyes on him—his mouth was full, and he was humming some offbeat tune, looking laid back as hell. Like he didn’t have a care in the world.
He strolled up to the assessment crystal, still chewing, and gave a small wave to Madam Sarah before he casually slapped his sugar-coated palm on the crystal.