How to Handle a Yandere Harem - Chapter 33

Hours Before the Tournament Begins…

Seda’s fingers tapped rhythmically on the polished wooden desk in the student council room, her eyes calmly scanning the last page of a detailed report. The event Emma had proposed was underway, with the logistics meticulously planned. Everything was running on schedule—as expected. As the president of the student council, it was Seda’s responsibility to ensure the school’s events were executed flawlessly, and she had never let that responsibility slip. Not even for a moment.

(Emma’s quick to organize something like this… it’s unlike her to take such initiative. Suspicious. But everything checks out.)

Seda’s sharp mind quickly analyzed the situation. The idea of an AR tournament wasn’t bad. It catered to the students’ competitive spirit and provided entertainment while also showcasing the school’s cutting-edge technology. It was a practical event, one that she could easily supervise without becoming too involved in any single aspect. But the timing was what caught her attention. Emma had proposed the tournament with unusual urgency.

Seda remained focused on the work at hand. She knew Emma had been spending an unusual amount of time with Adriel lately. It didn’t bother Seda emotionally, as she wasn’t the type to act out of jealousy. But she found the situation intriguing.

(Emma is using this tournament to keep me occupied. Clever.)

She had figured it out early on. Emma’s intentions were obvious to someone with Seda’s level of awareness. Yet, despite Emma’s maneuvering, Seda had no intention of failing in her duties or letting anything slip through the cracks. Emma might have succeeded in keeping her busy, but Seda would ensure everything went smoothly—and still manage to observe Adriel in the end.

Seda checked her watch. There was still time to finalize everything before the tournament began.

(If I keep things on track, I can finish early. Then, I’ll watch from the stands.)

Her fingers moved swiftly across her tablet, confirming schedules and adjusting for any potential delays. The tournament was set to take place in the main gym, where participants would control avatars in the augmented reality arena using the school’s latest AR glasses. Seda had personally approved the safety measures and overseen the deployment of the AR systems. Everything had been meticulously tested—she wouldn’t tolerate any mishaps.

(Emma’s thorough with the technical details. I’ll give her that.)

Seda moved to the gym, where the event was being set up. She watched the school staff and volunteers move equipment into place, each piece clicking seamlessly into the tournament structure she had refined. The sound of students chattering about the event filled the air, their excitement palpable. It was hard not to feel the energy, but Seda remained composed as always.

“The sound system is fully integrated,” one of the technicians reported, glancing up from a complicated-looking control panel. “We’re running the final test on the AR gear.”

Seda gave a brief nod, her eyes focused on the array of cables running along the floor. “Good. Make sure everything is calibrated to match the specifications we reviewed. I don’t want any discrepancies during the event.”

“Yes, President,” the technician replied, scurrying off to complete the final checks.

Seda walked along the rows of seating, inspecting the placement of screens that would display the avatars’ battles. She wasn’t one to leave anything to chance. Even the smallest flaw could reflect poorly on her, and Seda took pride in her reputation for flawless execution.

(Everything is moving smoothly. If I stay on schedule, I’ll have time to watch Adriel. That’s all that matters.)

It wasn’t like Seda to be possessive or controlling, but she found herself becoming more aware of the subtle shifts in the dynamics between herself, Emma, and Elizabeth. Emma’s attempts to monopolize Adriel’s time had not gone unnoticed. But rather than confront her, Seda saw it as a strategic challenge. Emma was resourceful, and this event was proof of that. But Seda had her own ways of staying ahead.

Hours passed as Seda worked methodically, ensuring that every last detail of the event was ready. The AR tournament was going to be a spectacle, with students controlling their avatars in what would appear to be a high-stakes battle while standing safely on the sidelines, their movements mirrored by the technology.

Finally, the preparations were complete. Seda’s eyes moved over the arena one last time, ensuring that nothing had been missed. Satisfied, she glanced at the clock.

(Perfect. I have just enough time.)

She gathered her things and made her way to the stands, where the seats for the spectators were already filling up. The tournament was about to begin, and the excitement in the air was undeniable. As she found her place, her gaze swept the arena, finally resting on the sight she had been waiting for—Adriel, stepping into the stadium.

Calm as always, Seda settled into her seat, her presence quiet but commanding. She watched as the crowd around her buzzed with anticipation, her own thoughts focused on the match ahead.

(Emma’s plan may have worked, but I still have a front-row seat to everything that matters.)

With that, Seda leaned back, her eyes never leaving the arena as the tournament began.