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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 903

Chapter 903 207.4 - InfernoKnight

Irina stared into his eyes, her breath still slightly uneven from all the excitement.

Astron was still smiling.

A real, genuine smile.

And now that she was actually looking at him like this, sitting on top of him, her hands still gripping onto him from when she tackled him—

This looked a bit… strange.

Her face heated up slightly, but she didn't move.

A part of her—no, a big part of her—didn't want this moment to end so quickly.

So instead of backing away, she smirked, placing her hands on his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing beneath her palms.

"Did you enjoy it?" she asked, her voice teasing.

Astron didn't answer right away.

Instead, his sharp purple eyes met hers directly, searching, thinking.

Then, slowly, he nodded.

"Yeah," he admitted, his voice calm, steady. "I did."

Irina felt a flutter in her chest—one she refused to acknowledge.

Instead, she clicked her tongue, smirk widening. "Tch. Look at you. I've created a monster."

Astron tilted his head slightly. "A monster?"

"Yeah." She leaned in slightly, narrowing her eyes. "You just trash-talked in chat, won a clutch fight, and now you're smiling like you actually had fun. You're turning into a real gamer."

Astron let out a small hum, his gaze still locked onto hers. "And that's a bad thing?"

Irina hesitated.

Her fingers curled slightly against his shirt as she thought about it.

'No. Not at all.'

But that wasn't something she was going to say out loud.

So instead, she chuckled, sitting up slightly while still keeping her hands against him. "No, it's just unexpected. You—you never react like this to things."

Astron's eyes softened just slightly. "Maybe it's because you're here."

Irina's brain crashed.

For a second, she forgot how to function.

'Wait. WAIT. WHAT?'

Her smirk wavered for a fraction of a second before she forced it back. "Hah! Look at you. You're just saying that because you won."

"Maybe," Astron said simply, but his eyes were still on her.

Still watching her.

Still smiling.

And somehow, that felt more dangerous than anything else.

Irina cleared her throat,

Irina cleared her throat, forcing herself to focus.

But he was still looking at her.

Still watching.

Still smiling.

She swallowed hard, feeling something unsettling creep up her spine—not fear, not discomfort, but something far more dangerous.

Then, in that same calm, composed voice, Astron spoke again.

"Will you keep sitting like that?"

Irina blinked. "Huh?"

Astron subtly tilted his head, his eyes lowering slightly.

Then, with minimal effort, he signaled toward her position.

That was when reality hit her.

She was straddling him.

Her legs were on either side of his waist, her bare thighs pressing against him because of the comfortable, loose clothes she usually wore in her dorm.

Her entire body was basically on top of his.

Her face went completely red.

And then—it got worse.

Because Astron, without breaking eye contact, said,

"I remember telling you that I am a man as well. Did you forget?"

Irina froze.

Her brain stopped functioning.

But her body did not.

Because she felt it.

Her legs, pressing against him.

Her hips, touching.

Everything about this position suddenly became very, very clear.

And Astron?

He was still calm, still unfazed, but there was something in his gaze.

A quiet challenge.

A test.

Irina's fingers twitched slightly against his chest, her breath hitching for just a second.

But she refused to lose so easily.

So she tilted her head, smirking through the raging heat in her face.

"What if I did?" she said, keeping her voice steady.

Astron hummed, his hand resting casually on the couch, his fingers tapping slightly against the fabric.

"If you did forget," he murmured, "then I need to remind you."

"How?" Irina asked, eyes narrowing slightly.

Astron's gaze darkened just a fraction.

"In a way that you may not want," he said smoothly, "right at this moment."

Irina's heart skipped.

She understood what he meant.

She understood completely.

And because she understood, she reacted instantly.

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