Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Four – "The Support Who Wanted More"
Crow glanced at Lyravex still latched onto his arm, her expression half-proud, half-needy. With a sigh—not of annoyance, but quiet resignation—he raised his free hand and gently placed it on her head.
Her ears twitched slightly.
Pat. Pat.
Lyravex froze in place, eyes slowly closing, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. "Mmm… finally," she whispered.
The once-proud SSS-rank support talent, who had stood stoic beside him in countless battles, now melted under his gentle head pats. She leaned into his hand, utterly content.
Crow muttered under his breath, "How did I end up here…"
In the shadows of the auction chamber, unseen, multiple jealous gazes were silently burning holes into his back.