[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-beast-gacha-system-all-mine":3,"chapter-beast-gacha-system-all-mine-beast-gacha-system-all-mine-chapter-161":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Beast Gacha System: All Mine",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1083453,1407,"Chapter 161: With Pleasure","beast-gacha-system-all-mine-chapter-161",161,"\u003Cp>Haa...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he here to defend Ruby’s honor? To reclaim some perceived slight? To enact a scene from a particularly bad teen drama?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mighty Tiger Prince of the real world, reduced to a scowling, hallway-blocking plot device in a high school AU. The sheer, devastating cringe of it was almost impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped a few paces away, Oathran halting beside her. The hallway, sensing a confrontation of epic, gossip-worthy proportions, fell into a hush so deep you could hear the rustle of Oathran adjusting his satchel strap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three points of a very stupid, very public triangle, frozen in the morning light. Again. With one different leading man now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia took a slow breath. Decently uneventful? A woman could only hope. She should have known better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before she could even muster a sigh of exasperation or formulate a strategy to bypass the human roadblock, Oathran acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subtle, dismissive, elegant. He didn’t look at Arzhen. He didn’t acknowledge anything. He simply turned to Cecilia, his expression one of polite attentiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured forward with a gentle, guiding motion, his hand hovering a respectful inch from the small of her back, never making contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, when he spoke, was a deep, mellifluous baritone that he somehow managed to infuse with the faintest, most deliberate flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The do~or, my lady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word ’door’ lilted, sung more than spoken, as if he were presenting her with the gates to a palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so absurdly, perfectly over-the-top. It wasn’t confrontational. It was a dismissal so complete it rendered Arzhen’s glaring presence as insignificant as a piece of... misplaced furniture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia, catching his drift instantly, played along. She looked at the door Oathran was presenting. \"Thank you, Mr. Alicei. The door was indeed hard to spot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With pleasure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, he escorted her past the frozen, fuming Arzhen as if he were nothing more than an... inconveniently placed potted plant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal!Oathran was the fucking best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the classroom, something in the air behind them snapped. But it wasn’t a loud sound. Everything. Everyone. The handful of students who had been lingering to watch the drama unfold seemed to collectively decide that witnessing whatever came next was a survival risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They melted away, scattering into adjacent corridors with complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia didn’t have to turn around to witness it. She could feel it. It must have been because of Arzhen. Or, more accurately, the state of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SNAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rest in pieces. A rice crispy treat being murdered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RARH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela ripped the snack in half with her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bitch wenchcore-founder little ballerina!\" she snarled. A... creative insult that somehow managed to encapsulate Ruby’s entire being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia, sitting cross-legged on Angela’s dorm room floor, ate her own rice crispy slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She spread an overnight gossip slandering you!\" Angela yelled, waving the other half of her treat like a prosecutor’s exhibit. \"Why are you fucking calm, you little slut? Like the attention? Cheater! You’re supposed to be my person in Eastiel’s camp!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The accusation was so layered with political and personal betrayal that Cecilia almost choked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t do anything!\" she protested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t do anything? Then what’s this?\" Angela’s eyes gleamed. She snatched a spherical, palm-sized crystal from her bedside table, similar to a communication orb in the real world. \"BAM!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swiped her hand across its smooth surface. It lit up with an internal, azure glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a three-dimensional, moving picture flickered to life inside it. The image was slightly grainy, captured from a distance and an awkward angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was last night in the near-empty cafeteria. There was Cecilia, flustered and red-faced. There was Oathran, holding a glass of water. And there she was, drinking from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Woah, so cool—I mean, what?!\" Cecilia gasped, her genuine fascination with the recording technology had to be forcefully suppressed so she didn’t look suspiciously unaware of such common looking technology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaaaaah, you little cunt, you enjoy this, aren’t you?\" Angela pointed a trembling, snack-crumb-dusted finger at her. \"You’re trying to build a three men harem, huh? Arzhen, Eastiel, and Oathran?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in. \"Look at what that bitch mass-sent to the entire school body overnight! At least if you want some kind of a harem, DO IT IN PRIVATE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer scale of the gossip attack was impressive. Ruby had gone nuclear. But the suggestion of the trio made Cecilia’s stomach revolt. \"But not with Arzhen—BLEUGH!\" She mimed retching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela stared, her furious tirade halting. She’d expected denials! Excuses! She hadn’t expected a full-body gag at the mention of one of the supposed harem members. \"WHAT?!\" she barked, momentarily thrown. \"WHAT THE FUC—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the advantage, Cecilia leaned forward, her own eyes narrowing. This was no longer about defense. She must do a counter-offensive. \"CALM DOWN. BEFORE I CAN BUILD ONE, I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THEM.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela’s brain short-circuited. Her mouth opened, then closed. \"WHA? WHUH? HUH?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia pressed on, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr. \"Tell me what I asked you about Oathran yesterday, you slut. Spit it out, or I’ll tell everyone you just had it with Stevan right before I came in this fucking dorm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela froze. Not just stopped talking. She seemed to solidify. The emotional whiplash, from righteous anger, to confusion, to being blackmailed with a scandalous truth lie about her and Stevan, was too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long, suspended second, there was only the sound of their breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the dam broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scream was long, loud, and contained a universe of betrayal, outrage, and a strange, grudging respect. It rattled the windowpanes of the dorm room, sending the birds outside flying off the distant horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia merely took another slow bite of her rice crispy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did you fucking know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I can’t smell it? Me? Hmph!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The condescending ’hmph’ escaped Cecilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela’s jaw went slack for a second. \"Wow—wait.\" Her mind raced, connecting dots. \"Experience? Did you—\" She couldn’t even finish the sentence, her eyes widening further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cecilia didn’t deny it. \"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WITH EASTI—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ssssshhhhh—\" Cecilia hissed, lunging forward to clap a hand over Angela’s mouth, her eyes darting to the dorm room door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angela wrenched her head back, Cecilia’s hand falling away. The look on her face was priceless. \"Fucking slut, when?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Info first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine—\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1049,"2026-06-03T10:47:30.409Z",1,"novelbin.me","edf15c7ee86fd42bb31c698ddf6e2d469bec02576b464fa2798b0f149aa41d47","beast-gacha-system-all-mine-chapter-162","beast-gacha-system-all-mine-chapter-160",410,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbeast-gacha-system-all-mine-cover.jpg"]