My Milf System
Chapter 247 - 255. Meat Duels

Chapter 247: 255. Meat Duels

Cammy’s heart thundered like a war drum.

But on the outside? Stone cold. Unbothered. Perfectly still—except for the twitch in her eye every time he moved.

Ever since the final match of the academy tournament, something had shifted.

Adrian, the classroom delinquent who once got caught trying to snap a photo under a girl’s skirt ("For educational purposes," he claimed), wasn’t just an annoying perv anymore.

Now annoyingly, he seemed... kind of cool.

So cool, in fact, that she’d started doing the dumbest things. Like buying cute new panties and sitting a little funny whenever he walked by, just hoping he’d steal a peek like he did with the other girls. She began sitting just in the right angle, hips tilted and legs parted, whenever he passed by.

She’d even tried dropping her pen—twice.

But he never looked or peaked.

Not once.

Am I not attractive enough?

She wasn’t ugly. Hell no. She was 5’2", curvy in the good places, D-cups for breasts she didn’t need help to show off, and legs that had that cute inward-kissing-knees walk.. Her hair was short and bubblegum-pink, matching her unnatural eyes—pink like bioluminescent jellyfish. Most people avoided her gaze like it might mutate them.

Except Lorraine.

Lorraine, her only real friend. The one person who never flinched.

And now, because of Lorraine’s meddling, Cammy was here. At this stupid dinner. Sitting across to Adrian. The human migraine in boy form.

The dumbest guy in the world.

She hadn’t really wanted to come here. But Lorraine, being a traitor, had accepted Asher’s invite on her behalf. Said it’d give her a chance to "talk to him." Yeah. Right.

Now she was just sitting here, spiraling internally, debating whether to flirt with Adrian, or set the table on fire.

"Hey," Adrian snapped, cutting into her thoughts. "I’m not some freak to gawk at. Keep your creepy eyes to yourself, jeez."

Cammy blinked. "What?"

"You’ve been eyeing me like you’re about to suck out my soul."

She narrowed her gaze. "Please. Don’t flatter yourself. I was just trying to figure out what breed of idiot you are."

"Well, you’re not very subtle. Drooling all over your meat while gawking at me?"

She huffed. "At least I have food. Unlike someone who’s broke and food-less."

"Oh yeah? That little slab? Doesn’t look that impressive."

Cammy’s lips twitched upward into a wicked smirk. "Watch closely as l eat. I’m about to make you drool harder."

Without breaking eye contact, she leaned in and bit into the roasted hydra head—ripping a chunk off with her teeth like some war maiden from a beast-hunting tribe. Meat juice ran down her chin. She chewed with loud, barbaric gusto.

Adrian snorted. "You sure you’re a girl? I’ve seen goblins eat prettier than that."

"Say that again, I dare you."

Before she could hurl a fork at him, Adrian lunged forward, their foreheads nearly clashing, and sank his teeth into her meat.

Cammy recoiled, scandalized. "Did you just—?!"

"Eat up, Pinkie, or I’m finishing it."

"Oh, it’s on."

Like two starving predators fighting over a kill, they tore into the hydra head, snapping and chomping without a shred of decorum. No utensils. No napkins. Just feral chaos. In five minutes, the skull was picked clean, gleaming like a trophy.

They slumped back into their chairs, flushed and panting.

Asher, calmly enjoying his meat beside Anna, blinked. "Huh. Looks like they’re getting along."

"WE’RE NOT!" Cammy and Adrian barked in unison.

Derrick leaned back, grinning. "That’s what hitting it off sounds like."

Asher smirked. "Careful, Four Eyes. Keep this up and you might accidentally lose your virginity."

Adrian went red. "Bro! You don’t just say that in front of girls!"

But that only made Cammy see him more cute and attractive. She was a virgin too. If they were to....

NO. What the hell is wrong with me?!

She slapped her forehead hard.

Amidst the chaos, Brian was quietly eating his meat, finished all the flesh of the hydra head and decided to crack the skull open so he could eat the brain matter and other pieces of flesh on the inside.

Finally, Adrian and Cammy sat back down with a synchronized huff, crossing their arms like grumpy kids.

Cammy glanced to her side at Lorraine. She didn’t dare look at Adrian. Not because she was embarrassed. Of course not!

Okay, maybe a little.

Why do I say the dumbest crap around him?!

She wanted to flirt. Be cute. Say something soft like "Your eyes look slightly less dead today."

But no. She barked and challenged him to meat duels.

Adrian, meanwhile, sat stiffly on the other side of the table, glaring sideways.

What’s WRONG with that girl? he growled inwardly. "Watch me as l eat. I’ll make you drool"—what kind of line is that? Even the cringy ones from my flirt bible were better!

Still... he caught a glimpse of her lips as she chewed, her cheeks pink.

Angry again. Obviously. Cammy the Goblin. Cammy the Chaos Gremlin. Cammy with the pink hair that screams ’emotional instability.’

But why did she look kind of... cute when she got like that?

Lorraine looked between them. "Soooo... you two good?"

"Peachy," Cammy muttered.

"Fantastic," Adrian deadpanned at the same time.

Neither looked at the other.

Derrick leaned toward Asher. "Ten bucks says one of them murders the other before dessert."

Asher smirked. "Nah. My money’s on them fucking behind the building first."

Cammy sneezed—loudly. Her cheeks went scarlet.

Fucking? Behind the building?

It didn’t sound terrible.

NO! What the hell?! Get a grip, girl!!

She was sweating now. She stood up at the same time Adrian did.

"I’m using the bathroom," they both said at once.

They froze, exchanged death stares, then stormed off in opposite directions. The boys’ and girls’ restrooms were across a narrow hallway from each other. Each took a stall, slammed the door shut, and locked it.

Asher burst out laughing. "Yup! Definitely gonna fuck in a few."

"Eww," Lorraine groaned. "Do you have to say it so bluntly? What’s wrong with you?"

"There’s no other word for it," Natalie added. "Nobody says ’make love’ or ’hook up’ anymore. We’re not in a fairy tale. We fuck. Right, Derrick?" She elbowed him.

He froze mid-chew. "Uh... yeah. Totally."

Lorraine rolled her eyes and looked down.

Fuck?

She wasn’t even sure if she could do that.

Now that she was an A-rank, there weren’t any guys her age in her league. Which meant... older men. Probably ones with multiple wives. Just the thought made her stomach turn.

She looked up—and caught Asher’s gaze.

Her eyes lingered for a moment longer than she meant to.

He’s the only guy my age with a higher rank...

But then she saw Anna beside him, smiling softly, feeding him meat with her left hand still locked in his.

Lorraine flinched.

He wouldn’t leave Anna. Not for someone like me. Not like I need him anyway! This is stupid! Why am I even thinking about this?!

Frustrated, she stabbed her food harder than necessary.

A loud, satisfied growl echoed across the room. Brian leaned back, patting his full belly and exhaling like he’d just finished a five-star meal in a palace.

"Daaaaamn... that was fucking delicious. Thanks for the meal, man!" he said, winking at Asher.

Asher smirked. "Any time."

Derrick scoffed, crossing his arms. "Yeah, right. What’s next? You level up from taking naps too? Some people just have it too easy..."

Brian leaned back, still rubbing his full stomach with a smug grin. "Hey, don’t blame me. I’m not the one the gods forgot to mark on their divine ledger."

"Hah! I don’t need some god’s pity to get strong," Derrick said, puffing his chest. "I’ll forge my own path. Power earned, not gifted."

"Sure, sure." Brian rolled his eyes. "Maybe I’ll be an S-rank like Asher by the time you’re done forging."

The room fell into sudden silence at the mention of Asher’s rank.

All eyes turned to him.

Finally, Natalie broke the hush. "How did you even hit that rank, Asher? I mean, you’re the youngest S-rank hunter Eldoria’s seen... and you’re just a—no offense— a mere man."

Asher sighed and rubbed his temples, clearly annoyed. "That right there. That’s what I hate hearing. ’Just a mere man.’ Like we’re lesser by default. It’s exhausting."

He straightened in his seat. "I’m gonna change that. Prove that men can stand shoulder to shoulder with anyone. I’ll be the face of true equality—no gods, no gender gaps."

Anna’s face lit up with pride. She grabbed Asher’s palm, squeezing gently.

"Can you really do that?" Kira asked, his voice skeptical but curious. "I mean... this whole ’gender equality’ thing. You think you can pull it off?"

Asher smirked. "I usually keep things low-key, but... eh, what the hell. We’re all friends here, right?"

The group nodded eagerly.

Reaching into his item box, Asher pulled out two necklaces.

"Ever heard of the Keys of Ascension?" he asked, placing them on the table.

A collective gasp followed. Everyone leaned closer.

"No way!" Derrick whispered, eyes wide. "I’ve heard of them... but never really saw one close."

Kira’s jaw dropped. "You’ve got two already? I heard you need to defeat the Guardians just to get near one!"

"Yup," Asher said casually. "That’s what l did. Two keys down, two more to go. After that... I’ll be paying the goddess herself a little visit."

Natalie chuckled, licking her lips. "You really are a man of ambition. It honestly turns me on."

Derrick glared at her. "Natalie..."

"I’m kidding!" she said with a wink. "But seriously, Asher, you’re the kind of guy girls fight over. Right, Anna?"

She turned to Anna with a teasing smile. "Better hold him close, sweetheart. A catch like that won’t stay unchallenged forever."

"Natalie....." Derrick growled again, louder this time. He looked like he was rethinking some life choices.

Anna stood up, her expression unreadable. She gently placed her hand over Asher’s.

"He’s mine," she said firmly. "Mine alone. I don’t share."

Asher chuckled. "Did you really stand just to declare that to everyone?"

"No. I wanted to talk to you." Her voice was quiet but firm.

She tugged him away from the table, past the wooden booths and chattering patrons, slipping behind the tavern where the air was cooler and quieter. Two unoccupied stools sat beneath a tree shade.

They sat there. For a moment, she just stared at the ground.

Then, Anna let out a long sigh. "First of all... I’m sorry."

[To Be Continued]