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After being told by Blublu, Cyclone's anticipation reached its peak.
Following Blublu's footsteps, Cyclone arrived at the upper floor.
Blublu nodded and gestured for Cyclone to open the door.
Ahead was the master bedroom, known as the "bed".
It was the soul of this room, and the ultimate battlefield for men.
Cyclone opened the room and instantly, their sword was imbued with power.
It turned out that Yuna had already come up and was lying on the bed, testing its comfort.
Yuna lay down, raised her legs, and her smooth white thighs were perpendicular in the air, with her black short skirt pressed against the bed.
If they were in front, they would be able to see everything.
Unfortunately, Cyclone could only see the side for now, and the mysterious area between her thighs was blocked due to the angle.
But precisely because of this, Cyclone, who was already accustomed to it, now felt a stronger impact from this fantasy angle between seeing and not seeing.
Cyclone was stunned, and at the same time, Little Dragon and Eileen had already entered the room from behind.
The three wives all got on the bed, sat down, and lay down, testing the mattress's elasticity together.
Blublu, not being the owner of this room, had no choice but to wait behind Cyclone.
Until Cyclone took slow steps forward and walked to the front of the bed.
"Husband~ This bed is very soft and comfortable~"
Little Dragon said.
"But it's not just that..."
But Cyclone's reaction exceeded Little Dragon's expectations as they spoke seriously and calmly.
"Look!"
Cyclone pressed their left hand on the bed.
"This bed isn't just about being soft. When you push down, you'll find a layer of hardness underneath."
Little Dragon watched Cyclone's demonstration.
"The places where it applies pressure, exactly! Like the design of the toilet just now, these are all for... when you swing the sword upward... this!!?"
While explaining how impressive the design of the bed was, Cyclone looked up and discovered something even more shocking.
With a voice full of astonishment, Cyclone took a few steps back as they looked at the top of the bed.
"No, this can't be..."
Little Dragon followed Cyclone's gaze and briefly looked at the top of the bed.
It was a beautiful three-dimensional painting, depicting a star-filled night scene.
Black ribbons were used as decoration, creating the poetic sense of a galaxy.
"It's so beautiful~"
Little Dragon couldn't help but exclaim, but...
"Grandpa!!!"
"Look! Can you see it!?"
"Amazing!! Amazing!!!"
However, Cyclone was excited about this painting?
Little Dragon couldn't believe it. Even though falling asleep while looking at the stars was a beautiful and dreamlike experience, did Cyclone appreciate it? Was their husband so cultured?
Impossible!!!
Little Dragon shook their head and looked at the top of the bed once more.
Then why? Why does Cyclone feel excited?
Yuna, who was lying down, changed to kneeling on the bed and looked at Little Dragon, saying,
"Little Dragon, can't you guess it yet?"
Little Dragon shook her head.
"That's for tying hands."
Yuna personally demonstrated it, raising her hands and passing them through the ribbon used to represent the Milky Way.
"What a beautiful composition!"
Seeing this scene, Blublu also exclaimed,
"It actually reminds me of my wife!"
In this instant, the three wives all had the same thought in their hearts.
Did this old man also engage in bondage play back then?!
But thinking about it, if he didn't, he wouldn't have made such an excellent design.
It can be said that Cyclone found the right person to build this wooden house.
It's just a bed, but it combines all the power needed for a bed battle.
Cyclone's legs naturally became weak, and he knelt in front of Blublu.
Once again, he knelt down repeatedly.
"You're amazing, old man!!"
"Hahahaha!!"
The three wives looked at them, speechless about these idiots.
The design of this house is indeed excellent. Just as they were thinking this, Blublu suddenly shouted,
"Hold on!! It's not over yet!!!!"
"What?!!!!!"
