Meanwhile, back at the Pinhurst Mansion, everyone was ecstatic after seeing their kids on Tv, and Aiden couldn’t stop talking about how cool everyone looked in their golden uniforms.

“I can’t believe how big Brancie has gotten. Did you see how bulky he and Benny are?” Maeve happily squealed as she busied herself, cleaning up the small mess of crumbs that her son had created.

“That boy of yours is bigger than you now, Rikard; unlike Benny, who has his father’s stature, Brance appears to have far surpassed even the largest men I’ve met from your side of the family,” Jessup added with a smile.

“My little Gabriella is so pretty now, just like me,” Mrs. Sanford said as she fiddled with her hair by wrapping several strands around her index finger.

“Haha, yep, all of them sure have grown. I am worried, though, as everyone saw how much attention Cynrik drew on himself and the rest of the group. Plus, I find it suspicious that Headmaster Rivia and Mr. Garn walked out with the kids. I hope everything is alright.”

While everyone was happily conversing, Cinyah was the first to bring up the peculiarity causing the adults to frown in thought.

“I am sure it’s no big deal. I doubt anything will go wrong between the Event Staff and the Headmaster being there. However, it is concerning how big of a spectacle that brat made out of harassing those two kids.” Jessup added as he sat back down in his pricy reclining chair with a beer.

“Leelan…my sister’s son. He sure has a temper; after Cynrik flipped him off, the kid lost it and pitched a fit. It was even caught on camera, forcing the commentary staff to bring it up. You don’t think…no, the Headmaster wouldn’t be stupid enough to put a microphone in his…son of a bitch.” Rikard’s voice trailed off and ended in a curse as his oldest son’s face reappeared on camera; this time, they followed as the hooded figure of Cynrik slowly made his way toward Roni and Cesar.

Cesar Romero: “Thank you once again for the interview, Miss Katla Overland. We wish you the best of luck in this year’s event and can’t wait to see what kind of no doubt exciting performance you put on this time.”

In the center of the screen, Roni and Cesar were wrapping up their interview with the young lion beast girl, while not far away, Cynrik could be seen with his arms crossed waiting patiently.

“You don’t think he’s going to step in and conduct an interview, do you?” A worried Cinyah asked but received only confused eyes in response to her words.

“That little rascal is totally up to something; look at his body posture; it’s the same as whenever he is about to do something stupid. I remember seeing him stand like that when he wanted to ask for excessive supplies for his little experiments.” Maeve shouted as she shook around Aiden, who had been sitting in front of her this entire time.

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Back in the Arena, Cynrik quietly and intimidatingly stood in the background, watching the two annoying commentators shoo off Katla. But instead of walking away after finishing the interview, the young lion beast girl turned around and narrowed her cat-like yellow eyes at Cynrik, who she quickly picked out of the heavy crowd.

Observing the girl freezing in place upon seeing someone they didn’t notice immediately, Roni and Cesar turned around in their seats at the commentary desk. They tried to find the reason, ignoring the trembling girl standing there as if she had seen a demon.

‘Oh, what’s this? That girl’s got some excellent senses. I was concealing my presence to an extent not to draw attention, yet she spotted me instantly.’ Cynrik thought to himself as he reached up with both hands and pulled down his hood, revealing his multi-colored hair and pony tail.

This subtle yet planned action caused Katla to flinch and take half a step back as if she was expecting Cynrik to rush forward and attack suddenly.

Luckily for her, the only person who appeared to notice her skittish movements was Cynrik. In an effort to locate their next interviewee, the cameras were relocated to the outside of the staging area and above the crowd of contestants leaving the arena; thus, Katla’s actions went unnoticed by nearly everyone.

“Well, isn’t that a surprise? Normally, we have to coerce people to come up and talk to us, but it seems that one of the people representing the hottest topic of this year’s Competition has come knocking on our door.” Roni said with a mischievous smile and tapped the face of her Watcet twice, directing a cluster of ball-shaped cameras to focus in on Cynrik.

“Do my eyes deceive me, or has the young man with more gossip than a pop star idol appeared before us?” Cesar asked in a high-pitched and excited tone.

“Well, Mr. Cynrik Jetlensr, would you like to join us and have a conversation? I’m sure the audience would love to hear many things you have to say?” Roni asked with a wink, making it seem like Cynrik had no choice in the matter now.

“Hm, why not, I’ve got plenty to say, and you all are the best in the business at what you do, so I would love the opportunity.” In a very uncharacteristic tone, one more than likely something Brance would use, Cynrik bowed slightly and walked over toward the open seat on the opposite side of the commentary desk.

However, when he passed by the frozen Katla, Cynrik stopped, facing the opposite direction of her, close enough that their arms were almost touching.

“If you are going to freak out after just seeing the bloodlust I possess, then you aren’t even worth my time, girl. Still, don’t worry, I wouldn’t kick your ass too badly; the worst you have to worry about is me wanting to touch your ears and tail.”

Tilting his face down so the cameras couldn’t read his lips and using a soft yet menacing tone of voice that made it so only Katla could hear it, Cynrik uttered a rutheless taunt.

At his words, Katla’s body shivered, and her cheeks turned pink; however, contrary to how Cynrik believed she would react, the girl spun around, got up on her tippy toes, and got right in his face in one swift move.

By this point, the cameras had all moved in position and recorded everything transpiring between them. However, much to the discontent of everyone, Katla said nothing and only glared into Cynrik’s eyes with a half-frightened, half-intrigued glint in her yellow-slanted eyes.

Cynrik, not being one to back down, smirked cockily right back at the girl and inched his face slightly closer to see if she would get uncomfortable. The girl had already invaded his personal space, so why not have a Fighter Style Face to Face?

“That’s better; I find it VERY boring beating up people who don’t give me a challenge, especially good-looking catgirls.” Finishing his statement by flinching forward suddenly, Cynrik’s smirk turned into a sneer as he watched a pale-faced Katla flicker backward two steps in shock that Cynrik was about to hit her.

With Katla having backed down first, several people in the crowd gasped or jeered at her reaction, causing the girl to turn bright pink as she spun around and disappeared a second later.

“*COUGH COUGH* Uh…Mr. Cynrik Jetlensr, care to explain what that was all about?” Sitting with an awkward expression painting his face, Cesar coughed twice to draw attention back to himself and Roni before addressing Cynrik.

“Hm, just a little friendly banter between opponents, nothing to worry about. Hah, wow, this is pretty surreal. I never thought I’d find myself at this legendary desk with The Charismatic Cesar Romero and Smokeshow Diva Roni Cherish.” Quickly changing the topic, Cynrik took his seat and reached across the table to shake the commentators’ hands.

Chapter 0464- Team Leader Press Interview (2)

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