Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 825: You Have Brother Complex

Villain Ch 825. You Have Brother Complex

Azura, equally puzzled, frowned at her phone cara screen. "Maybe we need to hire a real photographer or sothing," she suggested, clearly confused as to why the photos weren’t as impressive as they had hoped.

Allen, listening to their conversation, shook his head in disbelief. "Seriously?" he muttered under his breath. He couldn’t believe they were ready to give up so quickly.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to step in and offer so advice. "It’s not about the cara or hiring a professional," Allen began, walking over to them. "It’s about understanding the angles and how to fra your shot."

Emma looked up at him, her frustration mixing with curiosity. "What do you an?"

"Here, let show you," Allen said, gently taking the cara from her. He positioned her hands, showing her how to hold it steady. Then, he lowered her posture, adjusting her stance to get the perfect angle of the pier.

"You see," he explained, his voice calm and instructional, "the angle you’re using is too high. You need to get lower to capture the texture and depth. It’s about finding the perspective that tells the story you want."

He overlapped Emma’s hands with his own, guiding her movents. "Try to get closer to the ground and shoot upwards slightly. It’ll give the image more dinsion."

Emma felt her heart beat faster. She knew he was her half-brother, of course, and she had tried to internalize that fact. But since they had only t as adults, it was hard to ignore the reality that he still felt like a stranger in many ways—another man she was getting to know. No one had ever done this to her, and the close physical contact with no prank or tease intention made her nervous.

Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel a blush creeping up her neck. ’He is your brother, he is your brother, he is your brother,’ she chanted internally, trying to stop her thoughts from drifting into inappropriate territory. She glanced sideways at Azura, who was busily adjusting her own phone cara, clearly inspired by Allen’s advice.

Emma took a deep breath, focusing on the technical aspect of what Allen was teaching her. "Okay, so lower the angle… like this?" she asked, her voice a bit shaky.

Allen nodded, his hands still overlapping hers. "Yeah, just like that."

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Emma clicked the shutter, and when she checked the result, she couldn’t help but smile. It was a significant improvent from her earlier attempts. "Wow, that’s actually pretty good," she admitted, her voice tinged with surprise and satisfaction.

Azura, noticing Emma’s blush and the way she kept glancing at Allen, smirked slightly. "A little guidance from Allen and you’re already a pro," she teased, though there was an edge of curiosity in her tone.

Emma tried to laugh it off, shaking her head. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe I should stick to following his advice instead of winging it." ’Focus, Emma,’ she told herself sternly. ’He’s your brother, and he’s just helping you out. Don’t read into it.’

Azura approached them with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Can you teach too?" she asked Allen, her tone playful. She glanced at Emma and smirked as if to say, "It’s my turn now."

Allen nodded. "Sure, Azura."

But as soon as Allen released his hands from guiding Emma’s, she caught his hand again. He turned to her, a hint of surprise in his eyes. Emma smiled up at him, a playful glint in her eyes. "Teach more, brother," she said, her tone almost pleading.

Azura’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she gave Emma a challenging look. "But I want to learn too," she insisted, her voice taking on a spoiled tone. It was clear she wasn’t going to back down easily.

Without missing a beat, Emma hugged Allen from the side, her grip firm as if to stake her claim. "But he is my brother. He needs to teach first," she declared, sticking her tongue out at Azura.

Allen pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache forming. Their childish behavior was endearing yet exasperating. "Girls, please," he said, his voice filled with mock despair. "There’s enough of to go around."

Emma, leaning back with a satisfied smile, suddenly sat up and declared, "No. You are only for ," in a proud tone, looking straight at Allen.

Azura frowned, raising an eyebrow. "Ahem, but you guys are siblings," she said, clearly taken aback by Emma’s possessiveness.

Emma frowned in return, her expression defiant. "So what? He needs to defend his sister before anyone else," she retorted, crossing her arms.

Azura cringed, shaking her head slightly. "So you an you just admitted that you have a brother complex?" she teased, a smirk playing on her lips.

Emma’s face turned a bright shade of red, caught off guard by Azura’s remark. "I didn’t," she stamred, trying to defend herself.

Azura, sensing an opportunity, pressed on. "Then sharing is caring," she said with a sly smile, clearly enjoying the rare chance to push Emma’s buttons.

Allen exhaled a long breath, feeling the tension rise again. Internally, he cried out, ’Oh God... give a break.’ The morning had been full of ups and downs, and now this playful but intense exchange was starting to wear on him.

"Calm down," Allen said in a firm tone, glancing at both of them in his trademark death glare. "There’s no need to fight over . I’m here to help both of you."

Emma pouted but remained silent, her blush slowly fading. Azura pressed her lips and took a sip of water, clearly trying to act innocent.

"Seriously, you two," Allen continued, shaking his head with a weary smile. "Can we just enjoy the rest of the day without any more drama?"

Emma and Azura exchanged glances, a silent truce passing between them. "Alright," they finally said in unison.

"Good. No more fight or I will leave," Allen announced.

They nodded again with a guilty expression.