After dinner, in Mr. Cyclone's room, a big battle was about to begin. It was a two against one life-or-death situation, and Mr. Cyclone was supposed to be at a disadvantage as the sole person representing his side. Facing two formidable enemies, one being a skilled magician and the other a powerful fighter, Mr. Cyclone, an ordinary person with no combat or magical abilities, was obviously in a weak position. However, the reality was quite different. After countless battles, the enemy's defensive capabilities had already declined. Without doing anything, Mr. Cyclone had already brought the enemies to their knees. The outcome seemed to have been decided long ago.
On the left side, his opponent was a beautiful girl with purple hair. She was Mr. Cyclone's first opponent in his life, and although the external walls of the castle were still strengthened by the blood of the dragon race, the interior had already been dyed in Mr. Cyclone's colors through numerous intense attacks. Mr. Cyclone understood everything about Little Dragon thoroughly, even more than Little Dragon herself.
On the right side, his opponent was a young girl with golden twin-tails. Although she wasn't Mr. Cyclone's first target, Eileen had already become Mr. Cyclone's private castle. Before the first major battle, spies had already appeared in this castle, and they had been captivated by Mr. Cyclone's charm. Everything about Eileen was already marked with Mr. Cyclone's name, and the legendary sweet spring in the castle was one of the desserts that Mr. Cyclone would taste every day.
"...Is there any difference?" Little Dragon asked while carefully examining the maid costume she was wearing. Just like how Mr. Cyclone understood both of his wives, they also understood Mr. Cyclone. The maid costume specially bought for herself was expected to be super revealing and super erotic, given the usual personality of that person. However, to their disappointment, and despite their expectations, there was actually no difference. Just like the maid costumes bought for the maids, apart from areas like the arms and thighs, this outfit didn't expose anything.
"I... I feel a bit shy..." Eileen's words dumbfounded Little Dragon. "Is this outfit shy?" "Hmm... Don't you think so, Little Dragon? Every night, you wear clothes with a high level of exposure, but now you're wearing something normal. It feels..." "Hahaha!" Mr. Cyclone suddenly burst into laughter, attracting the attention of both wives. "Eileen getting excited about this is really interesting~ But don't worry, you won't be shy soon!!" "C-Could it be that this isn't..." "Correct~ My Little Dragon, let me show you the instruction manual~" Mr. Cyclone pulled out a piece of paper from the box, but the length of the note exceeded his expectations. "What the f...? Ten pages of paper? Ten pages to explain only five buttons!? "Buttons..." x2 Both wives sensed that something was not right when they heard this, but for some reason, their mouths started watering. Mr. Cyclone held two wooden panels in his hands, each with five prominent circular buttons on them. "...Damn it! I can't read anymore! How can they write ten pages of text for just five buttons... damn it!!" Mr. Cyclone threw aside the long instruction manual with one hand. "Never mind, let's try them one by one ♡" He casually pressed one button, and suddenly, Little Dragon, who was kneeling on the bed, collapsed on the bed. "W-What is this!? Ah! Amazing~ ♡♡♡" Seeing Little Dragon protecting the castle gate with her hands, Mr. Cyclone understood the function of the first button roughly. There were still nine more to go!!
"Hey, let's launch a strong attack first! Push all the way!!"
However, the door to the room suddenly opened.
"Oh no! Sir!"
"Joshua! Don't disturb, your master is dealing with a very important and serious matter right now!"
"But... the king is here!"
