The World’s Strongest Woman Is Obsessed With Me - The World’s Strongest Woman Is Obsessed With Me chapter 50

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How the hell did this happen?

No, what the f*ck did I commit in my previous life?

“Chu, congratulations! Here are the ice trophies and a ticket to the academy!”

“””Waaa!!!!!”””

The sound of people cheering loudly.

Listening to the murmur of the presenter in one ear and letting it out in the other, Dante took the prize from his hand without a reply, with a half-mad face.

Where am I? Who here

Fortunately, I wonder if people don’t see me as the winner of the dragon race thanks to the perception reduction magic.

Slightly turning his head, there was a cadet named Gene Baden sitting in a corner of the arena with a devastated expression, staring at the blackened, now fainting white tiger.

Looks like an independence fighter who lost his country.

Dante paid his respects by drawing a cross on his chest.

It was natural for him to make such a face.

That’s because less than 5 minutes after winning the championship, it was mercilessly applied to the audience who came to watch, not even the same academy cadets.

To a small, stocky cat less than half the size of my hundredth tiger,

Unable to make a proper counterattack,

I was robbed like a dog unilaterally.

Because every time Nagi’s little sole swung down, blue lightning struck the white tiger’s body.

…..I couldn’t even imagine how miserable it must be.

It must feel like everything you’ve built so far is being denied.

“[Hey. Ong]”

Whether he knew it or not, the golden tiger on my shoulder let out a calm cry as if asking why he was making a fuss about something like this.

Now I don’t even have the energy left to panic.

Dante wiped his face weakly with the palm of his hand.

“…….I’m going home…”

The Familiar Contest, which was so long and short, came to an end quietly.

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Should I say that he is like a free-spirited cat? Nagi, who had been by my side until he came down the arena, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

‘Sooner or later.’ Leaving a meaningful word called.

It’s not a metaphor, it’s literally gone in the blink of an eye.

…..This quick-witted hoe. I was going to ask, but I noticed it like a ghost and jumped out.

The next time we meet, I’ll stroke you randomly.

Dante touched the back of her neck as she trudged across the podium, as if her blood pressure had risen.

When I raised my head, I saw the blue night sky filling my vision.

It’s already time.

“….. Huh.”

Looking around, the rows of empty seats were already cold, probably long since the other spectators had already left the arena.

Dante, who was walking in the quiet bleachers where only the sound of her own footsteps echoed, stopped her steps in one place and laughed.

Amazing.

“….Really great. Great.”

As if he couldn’t be beaten, Dante shrugged and looked at the black dragon who was sleeping soundly with a very comfortable expression as if this place were his rarest.

I can’t believe I never woke up even in the riot of thunderbolts.

I wonder if this is the freedom of the strong?

How in the world can people, no dragons, be the same?

With a bitter smile on her lips, Dante shook Olivia’s shoulders.

“Olivia, Olivia, wake up. The game is over.”

“…….Hmm.”

Then, slowly, the black dragon’s eyelids rise, revealing bright red eyes.

“Oh, I slept well…”

Olivia stretched herself out with a clatter, clatter, then raised one corner of her mouth and said,

“How was it fun?”

Dante shook his head.

Although unexpected incidents occurred in the middle, it is true that it was fun.

“That’s all right.”

You say you’re satisfied, but he seems to be asking what more could he want.

Sigh, she gently stroked Dante’s hair and smiled cynically.

“Let’s go back now.”

“Yes, I understand…”

‘──Should I go home now?’

“…….!?”

Shrinking golden eyes.

For an instant, Dante stopped breathing as he felt as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.

Because the image of Olivia holding out her hand to none other than me seemed to overlap with someone else’s.

It was only a step too late when I realized that the sound had leaked out of her mouth without my knowledge.

“……Mum…Mum…?”

The longing pierces me.

I can’t even remember her face anymore.

Soothing old wounds that haven’t healed.

Dante, who quietly bit her lip, instead of holding her hand as she reached out in front of him,

“Is this Dante?”

Prison.

She carefully hugged the black dragon’s waist.

If I hold this hand right now, I feel like I’ll cry without even realizing it.

“……. Ha?”

…..Ha!?

Of course, the Black Dragon, who had no way of knowing Dante’s feelings, was bound to fall into confusion.

With a very flustered expression on her face, unable to hide her agitation, Olivia unexpectedly hugged him tightly.

“What, what, all of a sudden! Why are you doing something you wouldn’t normally do!?”

There is a saying that people will die if they do something they shouldn’t.

However, no matter how long I wait, the answer does not come back, and the seeds of anxiety continue to grow.

Only then, realizing that something was wrong, she shouted urgently.

“Hey, are you okay!? Are you really sick somewhere!?”

“…….”

“Say something!”

Fitness.

At the same time, the tone was full of worries.

Trying to hide her trembling voice from Olivia’s sincere concern for herself, as if she was about to run to the temple where her saintess is located, Dante reluctantly kissed her lips.

“…Olivia-sama.”

“! Ugh! I’m listening. Why?”

“Uh, can I ask you one favor…?”

“Please? What is it?”

What are you thinking?

Dante slightly lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen, and muttered in a voice the size of a mosquito.

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Beat, beat, beat.

“f*ck, I’ve never seen an asshole like you live.”

A dark alleyway, under a dimly lit street lamp.

Only one person’s footsteps echo quietly.

With a bitter smile on her lips, Olivia shook her head.

“You’re surprised that you’re laying down so much build-up just to ask for one of these, you bastard.”

I was shocked because of you, so take responsibility.

But there was no voice coming back.

She let out a deep sigh as if she couldn’t stand it, and turned her head back slightly.

“Hey… Are you really sleeping?”

“……Z..Zz..”

“Really you!?”

Such crazy.

Olivia smiled.

It was because the corners of her mouth went up inadvertently at the warmth I felt from behind me.

“Large-skinned bastard.”

No one was able to ride on the dragon’s back.

That too, to the cruel Demon Dragon that all dragons in the world fear and revere.

Voluntarily, even asking to be carried.

“Anyway, he’s a really timid bastard.”

She let out a chuckle as she tightened her hand on her thigh.

Olivia was in a good mood.

On the contrary, it meant that Dante was treating him comfortably.

The so-called likability operation succeeded, or rather?

“Whoops.”

The black dragon with narrow red eyes looked up at the blue night sky.

Yes. Let’s not be too hasty. Olivia.

Anyway, there is plenty of time, and in the future, if you build up like this step by step,

The day will come when I’ll throw him into bed someday.

No, he must come.

When that time comes, what kind of face will you show?

“Well, I won’t stop crying.”

Because it looks like it’ll end badly.

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