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With long silver hair, purple pupils, and big eyes, the little girl gives people a pure and dreamy impression. Dressed in a noble-style dress, the little girl sits on a pile of gifts, kicking her feet boredly.

"Where did this brat come from?"

"That's a rude way to address someone."

Looking from bottom to top, I was wondering which noble family the little girl belonged to when she started smirking.

"What's wrong? Do you want to see?"

She lifted her skirt, tempting Mr. Cyclone. However, after a moment of hesitation, Mr. Cyclone turned around and said,

"I'm not interested in little girls."

Of course, considering his battles so far, even Tiny's sister Eileen had enough in terms of breast size. This is not to insult some loving gentlemen, as it is someone else's preference, like Daniel, whom Mr. Cyclone knows is a lolicon.

It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't bother him, Mr. Cyclone won't trample on someone else's interests. Because of this, Mr. Cyclone also feels that no one can question his own preferences; he just likes women with big breasts.

Turning around and ignoring it is the best way, after all, there will be various exciting battles at home.

"Hey..."

Suddenly, a force of gravity pressed down, but he ignored it. However, the little girl still latched onto him.

After turning around, the little girl suddenly jumped off, landing right on Mr. Cyclone's shoulder. In response, Mr. Cyclone decided to do a splendid move and throw her off.

"Go away!"

Indeed, Mr. Cyclone threw her off, and she tumbled in the air three and a half times before landing perfectly.

"Wow, the hero of Eileen treats a lady like this~ You must...only like dumb girls with big breasts, right?"

A certain unbreakable line in his mind suddenly snapped. Even though she was a cute little girl, her tone was infuriating. She will become someone great in the future, with her charming voice. But her attitude in speaking is really enraging.

"So what? The area where you have nothing upfront is what people call a 'slender' lady, right?"

It's not good to take the little girl seriously, but this rule doesn't apply to Mr. Cyclone. Even if he is the Demon King, he can't underestimate his own preferences.

The counterattack succeeded, and now the little girl grits her teeth.

"What! You're just an idiot who only cares about big breasts! You don't deserve to be called a man!"

"Hmph! I'm telling you, you bean sprout, you don't know anything. Having big breasts is a man's dream!"

"And what about you!? Having small breasts also holds hope!"

"Huh!?"

"Huh!?"

The two confront each other face to face, their wills collide fiercely.

They are very close to each other, both wearing fierce expressions, vowing to make the other submit to their own beliefs.

This is a battle between dreams and hopes, as the great battle is about to begin, a male voice comes from behind.

"Sir! The child is back!"

It turns out to be John. It seems that the carriage has been found.

Perfect timing, let's settle it with John.

Mr. Cyclone turns around and says to John,

"You! Tell that idiot behind you, what does a man's chest mean!"

However, John tilts his head and looks behind Mr. Cyclone.

"What's wrong? What about that bean sprout... person!?"

In the end, when Mr. Cyclone turns around, the little girl is already gone.

Looking left and right, Mr. Cyclone, with a worried expression, asks John.

"Sir, is something wrong?"

"Tsk! She escaped?!"

Pausing for a moment, thinking about it, Mr. Cyclone puts on a nonchalant act.

"It's nothing, John. Let's go back!"

The enemy suddenly escaped, there was no clear winner in the battle, which made Mr. Cyclone very dissatisfied.

While waiting for John and the hired carriage driver to load the pile of gifts onto the carriage, Mr. Cyclone also considers how to educate the little girl who knows nothing about men next time.

As he waits, Mr. Cyclone becomes increasingly frustrated.

"Tch! Damn it, she really got away?!"

"Sir?"

"John, you go back first. I'm not in a good mood right now! I need some more time to walk alone."

Leaving John behind, Mr. Cyclone walked towards the street alone.

However, after walking for a while, two children appeared in front of him, a boy and a girl. The boy looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Here they come again..."