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Flying on the main street, everything seemed normal. But the continuous silence made Cyclone, who could read others' expressions like a book, quickly realize that Yuna was angry about something.
"Are you mad?" Cyclone had promised Yuna that they wouldn't keep any secrets from each other. Asking directly was the best choice for Yuna.
"Mm-hmm." Yuna replied honestly.
“Why?” Instead of speculating randomly, Cyclone chose to ask Yuna directly.
"Half of it... is because you went to see other women."
At that moment, Yuna and Cyclone landed on the rooftop of a building.
"Oh, you're jealous?" Cyclone's sly smile made Yuna wonder whether this man in front of her truly understood her or not.
When it came to relationships, Cyclone never believed in monogamous love from the start. Raised by a single mother, all Cyclone cared about was making the person he loved happy. Whether it was one person or multiple people, nobody had taught Cyclone. Listening to the boasting stories of the village soldiers, Cyclone thought that the more wives a man had, the more impressive he was. Although this mistaken belief was later corrected by someone, if Yuna had said, "Stop messing around with women in the future," perhaps Cyclone would have sworn to agree, and history could have been rewritten with Cyclone truly not meeting new women anymore. Unfortunately, fate dictated otherwise, and Yuna did not say that.
Compared to the promise of mutual honesty, Yuna only fulfilled half of it. After shaking her head helplessly, Yuna continued, "The other half is that you're in trouble."
"Eh?" Yuna explained the reason to Cyclone. Last night, as Cyclone narrowly escaped, Yuna was on her way to meet up with him. However, Yuna stumbled upon a group of men in black. They weren't Kakarl's guards and were aggressively chasing after someone. With a dozen people chasing one, Yuna happened to fly over them. Quick on her feet, Yuna intervened and saved the person.
“Looking back, that was quite a feat...” Yuna sighed in amazement. Cyclone, seeing this, inquired, "The person you saved... is he trouble?"
At that moment, Yuna opened the door to the rooftop. "You'll find out once you go down."
With that gesture, Cyclone realized they were back home. Following Yuna, Cyclone arrived on the third floor. When they entered, they saw Little Dragon and Eileen. It was only around nine in the morning, the time the shop should have been open. Yet, both of them were still here, solemnly looking at Cyclone who had just returned.
“What's up?” Cyclone couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. "Did you have a great time last night?"
"..."
Little Dragon said coldly, while Eileen looked silently at Cyclone.
"It was fun playing, but what's the deal with you guys?"
Cyclone asked, only to be met with a simple reply in that moment.
"Don't you get it?!"
Someone stood up.
Stood up in front of Cyclone's back-facing sofa.
With alluring golden beautiful hair, even from the back, one could tell this person had a naturally perfect figure.
Cyclone only saw the back, but already knew who this person was.
Yuna had mentioned saving someone in trouble.
Cyclone finally understood who this "someone" was.
This person was indeed trouble, a super troublesome ghost that once put Cyclone in a crisis of a broken sword.
The princess of the City of Dusk, universally acknowledged as the sexiest and most beautiful woman on the continent, the peerless beauty that every man on the continent wanted to get in touch with—the Twilight Princess Elyse.
Elyse turned back to look at Cyclone.
That slight smile, was simply the closest to perfect beauty composition that Cyclone had ever seen in his life.
In the moment when such an alluring beauty was smiling at him, Cyclone understood one thing.
His sword might never have a chance to rest again.
