"Phew... it's finally over."
After Satoru Gojo's worldview-shattering battle drew to a close, the system considerately announced a one-hour intermission.
The tense atmosphere throughout the Arena relaxed with it.
Inside the Royal Box.
Ye Chuan settled comfortably back into the sofa. He had thoroughly enjoyed watching that battle.
"Thank you for your efforts, Ye Chuan."
Smiling, Robin walked behind him quite naturally, placed her slender hands on his shoulders again, and began kneading them with just the right pressure.
"Ah, Ye Chuan, please have this."
Blushing, Hinata picked up a translucent grape in her small hand and carefully offered it to Ye Chuan's lips.
Its sweet, fresh fragrance was refreshing.
Ye Chuan opened his mouth and took the grape, lightly brushing Hinata's warm, soft fingertips in passing, leaving the Hyuga Clan's young lady so embarrassed that she almost started steaming.
"Hey! This princess wants a turn too!"
Seeing this, Perona floated over, unwilling to be outdone. Holding a piece of her favorite ghost-shaped cotton candy, she puffed out her cheeks and raised it in front of Ye Chuan.
"Come on! Try this princess's treat too! Then tell me this princess has the best taste!"
Looking at these girls, who had completely settled into their roles as the champion's family, Ye Chuan couldn't help laughing.
His gaze turned toward Blizzard of Hell, who had been huddling alone in a corner all this time, fidgeting uneasily and looking out of place.
This psychic queen who stood high above others in her own world.
Now she looked like a little rabbit that had wandered into a pack of wolves, so nervous she didn't know where to put her hands.
An amused smile curled Ye Chuan's lips.
He patted the empty seat beside him, gesturing to Fubuki.
"Don't just stand there. Come sit down."