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"What...what should I do..." Gudas knelt in front of his wife, his hands tightly gripping the hand of his beloved.

"Do you want a mother... watch her daughter die in her own womb?" The mother-in-law also knelt down, speaking to her only son.

"Even your wife would agree...for the sake of your daughter."

Not only Gudas, but even the mother-in-law, Eileen, and Little Dragon began to shed tears.

It started as an ordinary morning, just surviving the heart-pounding date with Yuna, and now another heart-pounding event was happening.

Mr. Cyclone really didn't know what to do.

Gudas was Mr. Cyclone's most respected older brother, always protecting himself, who had no father, in front of Mr. Cyclone.

He was not only Mr. Cyclone's friend, but also his older brother.

"If...if you can't bring yourself to do it, then...let this old woman do it for you..." The mother-in-law forced herself, standing up and leaning on the bed.

Step by step, the mother-in-law walked to the other side of the bed, in front of a bucket filled with hot water.

There was a small wooden table next to it, with a pair of scissors on its surface.

The mother-in-law stretched out her hand, but then withdrew it.

Everyone could only watch, even Gudas.

"Allen's hero," this was a self-proclaimed metaphor by Mr. Cyclone, but he actually didn't have much strength.

With only his mouth, Mr. Cyclone could only pretend.

If it were a normal crisis, Mr. Cyclone would insist on smiling himself.

Not only to give the enemy a message of "I am still in control," but also to remind himself, "I can do it."

But at this moment, Mr. Cyclone couldn't smile.

He couldn't use his usual prideful habit. Mr. Cyclone questioned himself deep inside.

Am I really so powerless?

In this silent world, a weak voice could be heard.

"C-calm down..."

While thinking, Mr. Cyclone's mouth started moving.

As soon as the sound came out, everyone looked at Mr. Cyclone.

"Calm?!" He wanted to say it again, but no one was looking at him anymore.

It was just a moment, they looked at him, they clearly looked.

But in the next second, everyone turned back to their own world, lowered their heads, and sank into that painful cycle.

Mr. Cyclone's existence was seen as meaningless, his words were ignored.

A person who could only pretend, Mr. Cyclone's words were not powerful enough to change the current situation.

In this moment of despair, Mr. Cyclone's words couldn't reach anyone's heart.

This was expected.

Gudas, how could he not know what kind of person Mr. Cyclone was?

His two wives, how could they not know what Mr. Cyclone could do?

Because of this, even if they looked at Mr. Cyclone, what could this man do?

It's not that Mr. Cyclone was useless, but from the beginning, he knew from deep in his heart.

This situation, Mr. Cyclone couldn't do anything about it.

So, even before the first word was spoken, he didn't expect anything from this man.

Really...

This subtle movement showed that both wives didn't expect Mr. Cyclone to do anything, but Mr. Cyclone didn't blame them, they were not mistaken.

Rather, it was because they understood him that they came to this conclusion.

But still, Mr. Cyclone didn't want to give up.

What's the difference between sacrificing one for another, and giving up altogether?

Mr. Cyclone refused, clenching his fist tightly.

Why couldn't he save both?

But merely saying it wouldn't change anything.

What is the right way to do it?

No matter the answer, Mr. Cyclone knows one thing for sure.

We need to stabilize people's hearts here before the next step can be meaningful.

To strengthen his own voice, the only thing Mr. Cyclone, who tends to show off, can do now is to demonstrate his abilities to the extreme.

Looking to the side, there is a vase.

Mr. Cyclone extends his arm and pushes the entire vase, causing it to crash to the ground.

With a crisp sound, the shattered glass pierces through this world of despair.

Once again, everyone looks towards Mr. Cyclone.