Chapter 139: Main Tournament (Part-5)

“That was unbelievable, Jacob! How come you know such a powerful spell!?” Riley asks the moment I reach my seat, almost jumping up from excitement.   

“… L-Leena taught it to me,” I lie with a nervous smile, settling down.   

“Wow… She sure did her best on you, didn’t she? I wish I was on your team. Arya and Debbie got lucky,” Riley says enviously.   

“Yeah…”  

Evelyn and Maya also congratulate me one by one, both looking really happy and proud. Only Layla remains quiet for some reason. She keeps looking at me with a frown on her face.   

“It’s kind of embarrassing, though. Everyone’s looking at us now,” Maya notices, her cheeks getting flushed.   

“Well, that’s a given. Jacob defeated Princess Ilyrana! They’re in awe as we are,” Riley says merrily.   

Indeed. Even when I was climbing up to the stands just now, I could feel everyone’s eyes on me. It felt kind of weird, to be honest.  

Oh, well…   

…  

Thankfully, as the matches resume, the attention of the crowd slowly diverts back to the arena. There are no more humans or low-level Beastkins left in the competition (of course, except me and the four others in my team) and the rest of the participants are all powerful high-level beings.   

And obviously, their duels are longer, much more exciting, and thrilling than any of the matches before. Numerous double elemental spells, and in some cases, triple elemental spells are being performed as effortlessly as if it’s child’s play. The speed of casting is also insanely fast, making it almost impossible for the crowd to catch up on all the spells that these high-level contestants are using.   

In a way, all these duels are really mesmerizing and enchanting to the audience.   

Well, except for me, that is.   

I am probably the only one here who’s eyes aren’t stuck to the arena. At the moment, I am a bit too busy thinking about my own problems to care about entertainment.   

…  

“Hey, what happened after your match? You seem so nervous since then,” Layla, who’s sitting right next to me, suddenly leans in and whispers.  

Okay, I guess I am not the only one.  

“Huh? D-Do I? Nothing happened really,” I say with a forced smile.   

“Don’t lie to me, Jacob. I couldn’t hear everything after Miss Naomi announced your win (due to all the noises), but I saw Princess Ilyrana’s furious expressions. We all know that she wasn’t happy with the result of the match. Tell me, she didn’t threaten you, did she?” Layla asks with a frown.   

Damn… Layla is quite sharp. But this isn’t the right time to tell her the truth. It’s will just make her worry.   

“… I mean, she didn’t exactly threaten me. Though she did say that “this isn’t over” or something like that. I think she might ask me to duel her again,” I tell her, shaking my head.  

“Oh… That wasn’t so nice of her. She’s just being a sore loser. Remember, you don’t have to do anything, Jacob. Just decline if she asks you to fight,” Layla says, placing her hand on my shoulder.   

“Yeah, you’re right.” I give her a nod.   

…  

“Mm… By the way, I want to tell you something,” she pauses for a while before saying.   

“I was actually planning this as a surprise, but if it brightens up your mood then…”  

Layla’s cheeks turn slightly red and she lowers her voice even further, turning it a bit seductive as well.   

“You remember what you, Rebecca, and I were going to do right before the whole thing with Maya and Alex started, right?” she asks, resting her hand on my thigh.   

“Wait, you— you don’t mean that…”  

I gulp down the spit in my mouth instinctively.  

“Yup, I mean exactly that. Get ready for an intense threesome tonight.”  

…  








The first day of the main tournament is finally over and currently, the crowd is dispersing out of the school premises. As expected, the tournament was a huge hit and everyone is still discussing its details with each other in high spirits (obviously, my victory against Ilyrana is the main topic of their discussion).  

Like everyone, my women and I are also preparing to take our leave.  

 “I had a really great time today. Thank you for inviting me, Riley!” Evelyn says, looking genuinely happy.   

“No problem at all!” Riley replies.   

“Well then, see you guys later!”  

Evelyn says her goodbye to everyone and gives me a kiss (while also reminding me that I have to come to her brothel tomorrow), before heading out of the school.   

“I guess I should be going as—”  

Riley halts mid-sentence, her eyes getting wide.   

“Oh, shit! I totally forgot to tell you, Jacob!” she says, looking at me.   

“Before our match, Kate asked me to tell you that her parents want to meet you! Look, she’s standing right there!”  

Riley points behind me. Turning around, I see that Kate is indeed standing next to her giant, more than seven feet tall, monster of a father.   

“I see. I will go and meet her now then. You guys can leave without me,” I tell Riley, Layla, and Maya.   

 Seeing such a huge man, Maya and Layla are already in too much of a shock to say anything. They just give me a scared look before going away.  

Haa~ Alright!  

Tidying up my hair and fixing my clothes, I head towards where Kate and her father are standing. To my surprise, I find out that there’s a woman standing with them as well. As she is right next to Kate’s Gorilla-like father, I failed to notice her before.   

Just from a single look at her, I can tell that this woman is Kate’s mother.   

Why? Because she looks almost exactly like an older, more mature version of Kate. The same beautiful face, long light brown hair, and deep blue eyes. The only difference is the presence of bigger boobs (than Kate) and the “older woman” charm she has. And both of these things make her quite alluring, to be honest.   

Damn… Thank god Kate took her looks from her mother. Otherwise, we would’ve had another Debbie at school.   

“Come on, Dad! He will definitely walk past this place. Just wait for a while!”   

As I get closed, Kate’s anxious voice suddenly reaches my ears. She seems to be arguing with her father.   

“No way, it’s already been ten minutes. We’re getting late. And anyway, your friend must’ve told that brat that we want to meet up with him, right? He still has the audacity to not show up. Hmph… what a disrespectful fella,” her father grunts in his deep, heavy, and resonating voice.   

“N-No, Riley probably forgot to tell him. Otherwise, there’s no way he wouldn’t have come by now,” Kate insists.   

“Don’t give me an excuse for that scu—”  

“Hello, you must be Mr. And Mrs. Bailey, right?” I quickly barge in before this Gorilla could call me scum.   

At once, all three of them turns around to looks at me, showing different reactions to my arrival. Of course, Kate looks extremely happy and rushes forward. Though her father holds her back, his mood becoming even sourer. As for Kate’s mother, she simply shows me an amused smile.   

“So, you are finally here, huh. You sure enjoy making people wait, brat!” Mr. Bailey says, looking annoyed. “Don’t think of yourself as a celebrity just because you won a pathetic match.”   

… Okay, I was not expecting him to be rude to my face.   

Immediately, Kate clasps her hands and looks at me with pleading eyes— constantly mouthing the words “sorry” and “please”.  

“That’s not it, sir. Riley just told me about it and I rushed here immediately,” I reply as politely as I can.   

“Aha! See, I told you!” Kate doesn’t miss this opportunity and round-up on her Dad.   

“Yeah, whatever…”  

But Mr. Bailey brushes her off and ignore this.   

“Anyway, you’re coming with us to our house, brat. I want to interrog— *Ahem* I mean, my wife wants to have you for lunch today. Refuse and I won’t let you see my daughter ever again,” he says, almost as if daring me to refuse.   

“Dad! Please!” Kate shouts angrily.   

“Yes, dear. Try to be a bit more polite,” Mrs. Bailey also reproach him with her sweet yet stern voice.   

But Mr. Bailey ignores both of them again.   

“What’s your answer, brat?” he asks.  

“… Sure?” I say, getting a bit confused now.  

Isn’t this getting a bit too much? I mean, even for a protective father.   

“Alright. Kate, you are coming with me to get the car out of the parking. Mila, you stay here with this brat,” Mr. Bailey says.   

And without waiting for anyone’s reply, he pulls away Kate towards the parking area, leaving me and Mrs. Bailey behind.   

…   

“Please forgive my husband for his rude behavior,” Mrs. Bailey apologizes almost immediately.   

“You know how Kate’s last boyfriend was. He just doesn’t want our daughter to suffer again.”  

“Oh, it’s okay. I understand,” I say with a smile.   

“Thank you for that. By the way, congratulations on the win. I was really impressed by your performance,” she says, walking close to me.   

“I just got lucky…” I say truthfully.   

“Oh, you’re so modest. I already like you, Jacob,” She says with a small chuckle.   

“I am glad you do,” I reply, giving her a smile.   

Phew, at least Kate’s mother is nice. This may not be as bad as I thought.   

“Anyway, let’s stand near the school gate, shall we? The car will stop there,” she says.   

I give her a nod and both of her start moving forward. Along the way, Mrs. Bailey places her delicate hand on my back as if guiding me forward.   

Now, this should be completely normal, right? But there’s a slight problem here. Her hand is a bit below from where it should be— it’s on my ass.   

I mean, I don’t mind it at all. But this is my girlfriend’s mother we’re talking about, so…  

“Eh… Mrs. Bailey, you are probably not aware of this, but your hand is on my butt,” I tell her awkwardly.  

“Oh, I know. And?” she asks, a small smirk forming on her gentle face.   

Instead of removing her hand, she actually squeezes my ass.  

… the fuck!? 



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