Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 639: A solution...
Charlotte clung to him tightly on the floor with her arms locked around his neck, one leg already hooked around his waist as if she had no intention of ever letting him stand up.
"Little brother... little brother..." she kept murmuring against the side of his head.
"You’re warm."
Her hands slid up from his neck to his face again.
She cupped his cheeks firmly and pinched them together until his lips puckered and her blue eyes sparkled with pure delight as she stared at him from only inches away.
"Cute. Still so cute. My little brother is the cutest."
She leaned in and began kissing him rapidly on his cheeks, forehead, the bridge of his nose, even the corner of his mouth.
"Mwah. Mwah. Mwah. Again. Again."
Brandon tried to speak between the barrage of kisses.
"S-Sister-"
She only laughed and squeezed him even tighter.
Her body pressed fully against his body as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply as if she had been starving for his presence.
Her grip around his waist tightened further. The strength in her arms was almost crushing, as she locked her legs more securely around him and refused to give him any space.
"I’ll hold you forever now. No one gets to take you away. You’re my little brother. My treasure. My Kael."
She pulled back just enough to look at his face again, still pinching one of his cheeks with one hand while the other stayed wrapped tightly around his shoulders.
"Say it. Call me Big Sister again. I want to hear it properly."
With a chuckle, he murmured "Big Sister..."
She squeaked in happiness and pressed even closer, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
"You’re really letting me stay like this?"
"Little brother is so kind. So gentle. Big Sister loves you so much."
She leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose, then both of his cheeks, before settling back against him with a long, satisfied sigh.
After a moment she spoke again, "I could feel how worried you were earlier. When the other one was struggling. That’s why I pushed so hard to come out. I didn’t want you to keep looking so distressed."
She tightened her arms around him again, "I’ll stay with you," she whispered.
"As long as you want. Big Sister will hold you and kiss you and take care of you. You don’t have to carry everything by yourself."
Brandon exhaled quietly and let his chin rest lightly against the top of her head.
Charlotte smiled against his neck at the small gesture, clearly taking it as further permission.
She shifted just enough to press one more kiss against the side of his throat before settling in completely.
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Late Morning
The front door opened with a soft click.
Amelia stepped inside first, followed closely by Freya.
Elize, who was sitting in the living room, glanced up in surprise.
The moment she saw them, a warm smile spread across her face. She walked forward without hesitation and opened her arms.
"Welcome back."
Amelia stepped straight into the hug, wrapping her arms tightly around Elize’s waist.
"Elizabeth, where is Florence?"
"Florence is upstairs." Elize chuckled softly and held her close for a moment before she turned slightly to include Freya as well.
Freya smiled and stepped in, accepting the hug without resistance "Where is Husband?"
Turning to her, Elize spoke "He should also be upstairs with Charlotte."
At that moment, footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.
Brandon appeared a few seconds later, carrying Charlotte in his arms.
She was clinging to him tightly with both arms locked around his neck and her legs wrapped firmly around his waist.
Her face was buried against the side of his neck, her blue eyes half-lidded with clear contentment as she refused to loosen her hold even slightly.
Brandon adjusted his grip under her thighs with a faint smile as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
Freya and Amelia both turned at the sound.
"Husband."
Charlotte, still clinging tightly to Brandon’s neck, slowly lifted her head at the sound of their voices.
Her blue eyes narrowed just a little as she glanced between the two women.
Brandon stopped near the entrance hall, still carrying her, and looked toward Freya and Amelia.
"Come in, dears."
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Brandon sat on the couch with Charlotte still firmly in his lap.
Amelia and Freya sat across from them, while Elize occupied a seat nearby.
A moment later, Florence entered the living room.
Amelia stood up almost immediately, and Florence stepped forward at the same time.
"Florence."
"Sister Amelia."
The two of them met in the middle of the room and exchanged a firm hug.
When they pulled back, Amelia spoke quietly "Can we talk for a moment?"
Florence nodded "Of course."
Without saying much more to the others, the two of them turned and walked toward the side door that led outside.
Their voices faded as they stepped out of the living room, leaving the remaining group behind.
Freya glanced at Amelia with a fond smile "They seem to get along well."
Patting Charlotte’s head, Brandon nodded "Yeah..."
Then he turned towards Elize "Where is Rhea? She was here a little earlier."
Nodding her head, Elize replied "She left a few minutes ago... saying she got an important call and went back to the Divine Realm."
Upon hearing this, he frowned slightly ’Is it about that Higher Divinity again?’
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Divine Realm-
The vast chamber stretched endlessly, and rows of elevated thrones circled the central platform, each occupied by an Elder Divinity whose presence alone distorted the space around them.
Dozens of gods filled the hall.
Some stood, some sat, and some floated slightly above the floor.
And they were arguing.
"A Higher Divinity does not simply ’visit’ a cluster without expectation. If we present nothing of value of entertainment, it will be seen as disrespect."
"Then offer a war," another divinity replied sharply. "A grand conflict between rising worlds. Higher ones enjoy spectacle."
"That is reckless," a goddess with six wings cut in. "The last time a cluster staged a war for entertainment, three mortal realms collapsed permanently."
Murmurs spread through the chamber.
A different Elder Divinity leaned forward on his throne, "Then what do you suggest? A tournament of newly ascended gods? Or shall we simply present the newest Goddess from the lower world and hope her novelty is enough?"
At the mention of the newest goddess, several divinities turned their heads slightly.
"First we need to know which Higher Divinity is visiting us and what law they govern."
"Without knowing their domain, any offering we prepare risks being meaningless... or worse, offensive."
Murmurs of agreement spread through the hall.
Another Elder Divinity, seated higher along the curved platform, rested her chin against her hand.
"And we have to present something that is enjoyable for them. Higher Divinities do not waste time on ordinary displays.
"If the entertainment fails to hold their interest, the consequences will fall on the entire cluster."
Silence lasted for a few seconds.
Then a god near the center of the chamber spoke up "How about a tournament between mortals who are the strongest of their worlds?"
Several divinities immediately looked toward him.
One of the Elders gave a faint, dismissive shake of the head "That is too... boring."
A few gods who had been considering the idea quietly abandoned it.
Another voice rose from the left side of the chamber "How about we use our Apostle for the tournament?"
Hearing the suggestion, everyone went silent again.
Several divinities exchanged glances and a few lesser gods leaned closer to one another, speaking in lowtones.
An Apostle tournament.
"...Apostle, is it?"
"They carry a portion of our authority while still remaining bound to the lower worlds. Watching them clash would display both the quality of our selection and the strength of our influence."
A goddess nodded her head "It would also avoid the risk of directly involving newly ascended gods. If something goes wrong, only the Apostles are lost."
More voices joined in, "It is rare for Apostles from different divinities to be gathered in one place."
"A controlled battlefield could be prepared."
"If the Higher Divinity governs conflict or fight, such a display would align well."
Gradually, the opposing opinions began to fade.
A few moments later, the Edler Divinities began to agree "Then it is decided. We will use our Apostles."
No one immediately objected.
Across the wide chamber, the divinities began to accept the proposal.
Rheanne’s gaze shook ’What... a tournament using the Apostles? Kael...’
Meanwhile, Azyrth, who was sitting in the corner of the chamber, smiled faintly ’Apostle huh... that bitch Rheanne’s apostle is that guy, her husband.’
’Using this opportunity, I can finally kill him.’
’That damned bastard and Elizabeth destroyed my vessel in the mortal world... this time I will surely get my revenge.’
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You guys remember Azyrth right? Read from Chapter 429
