Michael spun his head around and asked in confusion, “Did I say something before the competition?”

As her face burned a bright red, Sophia retreated back into the covers and her eyes looked everywhere except at him. “Yesterday, you mentioned that there’s a reward after the competition…” she trailed off. She was so embarrassed that she hid herself in the covers, pouting her lips.

It seemed like he had forgotten about it. “Reward? What reward?” he asked, puzzled.

Fidgeting under the covers, she mumbled, “You know…”

“I actually don’t. What is it?” he pressed on.

“The one which you mentioned yesterday…” she whispered.

Almost about to blow his top, he said, “Speak louder; I can’t hear you.”

Abashed, Sophis ducked into the covers and shouted from within, “It’s that… costume… reward!”

With his intelligence, it’s impossible for him not to understand what I’m speaking about! He’s doing this on purpose because he was unhappy that I didn’t do it with him the night before, and he’s now doing this to spite me! But we already agreed yesterday that there’ll be a costume reward if we win the competition!

She waited for his reply for a long time, but there was no response for him. Her heart raced as she finally gathered enough courage to peek out from under the covers only to see a man in ancient Cethos clothing standing by the bed.

 

In a golden warrior robe, he wore a purple and gold crown on his head and mid-calf boots on his feet while his hair reached his waist. In a split second, it seemed as though he had travelled through time and dimension and entered the two-dimensional gaming world.

Sophia’s eyes almost popped out from its sockets. Isn’t this the exact same costume of his character from the game? Michael actually dressed up as him!

 

With a face like Michael’s, he could pull off anything. When he wore a suit, he looked like a bossy president of a company, and when he was dressed up in ancient clothing, he could play the part of a fairytale lad. He looked exactly like his game character, Scary Phoenix. No matter if it was the appearance or aura, the resemblance rate was ninety-nine percent.

After fixing his head gear, he picked up the custom-made prop weapon, struck a pose and put on a straight face before gazing at Sophia and asked, “How’s this costume?”

drool as she spoke,

the guest room, woke up, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes. After he got out of bed, he had lunch at his place and that was when he saw Sophia’s blushing face,

by yourself after lunch,” Michael

news. “Uncle Michael, look at this! The ‘Swordsman Game’ is going to be filmed into a TV series of the same name. You’re really popular on the Internet now

taking a look, Michael said, “I’m not

knew that an A-list movie star like

interested as she joined them and exclaimed, “Let me take a

game. The end result of the amalgamation looked complete and

originated from games were very popular recently, so ‘Swordsman Game’ wanted to do the same while the trend lasted. Because Michael participated in the Esports World Championship, his fans were urging him to play the male lead of the game in its

anticipation. If her Lord can play

anticipation while appearing blushed and tender, Michael placed his fork down and declared, “I’ve changed my mind. If the script is good, fits my schedule and the team is great, I will give it

a firm stand at all, do

him, Nathan ate in silence and sniggered, Well, he stands wherever Sophia wants him

end of the Esports World Championship, Sophia successfully obtained her five credit points while Michael returned to the intense filming of his movie. The movie he was filming now, ‘War Dragon’, was a big production,

at home and would go to the

didn’t stop uploading her dirty comics on her page on the Internet, as though she wasn’t afraid

were her, she would have hid herself in a corner like she

couldn’t hold back anymore and texted Sarah: ‘Little Kitten, why are

her text: ‘Not at all. What can he do to me? Let’s hangout tomorrow

sketches?

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