First was the puppet showdown, sending Elyse away.
Then came the court of debauchery, sending oneself away.
All of this was completed on a single morning.
The plot twist happened as fast as lightning, with earth-shattering changes occurring in the blink of an eye.
Leaving the School of Water, Cyclone took Hilmirya home.
Utilizing what had just transpired at the School of Water, Cyclone managed to offend everyone present with their every word and action.
But that wasn't enough for Cyclone; they wanted to escalate things further, preparing for the future "betrayal."
So, the next step was for Cyclone to return to their own home and start helping Little Dragon pack.
"This feels really strange..."
As they packed, Cyclone couldn't help but sigh.
Why?
Because Little Dragon was planning to run away from home.
Of course, it was all a charade.
But it felt especially contradictory to be helping pack for a wife who was supposedly leaving home.
In the midst of this cognitive dissonance, Cyclone also carefully checked to make sure nothing was forgotten.
"Isn't the competition important?"
Hilmirya asked from the side.
"The leader has already arranged a place for me; I think I'll be fine for now..."
Little Dragon still had to face the upcoming Great Dragon Festival, and to focus on researching dishes, Little Dragon couldn't be involved in Cyclone's plans.
However, even if Little Dragon wanted to participate, Cyclone wouldn't allow it.
Because Little Dragon's involvement would only complicate matters, what Cyclone needed now was to create a reason to "betray the School of Water" for themselves.
And the best solution was to be driven out by the School of Water, followed by the wife leaving.
After losing everything, in order to retaliate against the School of Water, against the man who caused them to lose everything, Cyclone needed a valid reason to approach the heretics, to approach King Kakarl.
To "betray" the leader, Cyclone was crafting a motive.
Once the packing was done, Little Dragon placed a hand on Cyclone's face.
Though no words were exchanged, Cyclone understood.
It seemed that the two slaps earlier that morning had hurt Little Dragon deeply.
"It's okay, you did well."
Despite the reassurance from Cyclone, Little Dragon still looked uneasy.
"Be careful, okay?"
Cyclone held Little Dragon's hand and gently tapped their own cheek with it.
"It's okay, I've been the bad guy before~"
At that moment, Little Dragon's hands suddenly exerted force, pressing tightly against Cyclone's face.
Both hands did the same, pressing against Cyclone's cheeks together.
Taken aback by this sudden action, Cyclone was momentarily stunned.
"Oh, are you scared now?"
"..."
Cyclone said nothing, just smiling faintly.
Little Dragon also smiled and lightly touched Cyclone's forehead with their own.
"I've already chosen to be with you, no matter what you do, so..."
With concern in their voice, Little Dragon said their final words before leaving.
"You must be safe, understand?"
Facing Little Dragon's plea, Cyclone didn't reply, just kissed them.
Allowing Little Dragon to feel their heartbeat, showing their intentions through actions.
"After Elyse, we'll also have lots and lots of children together~"
Shifting the topic slightly, Cyclone bid farewell to Little Dragon with a laugh.
Unable to bear it, Little Dragon tearfully left, dragging their suitcase as they departed from the man they loved the most.
And with Little Dragon's departure, the neighbors nearby were instantly filled with countless fantasies.
First, Cyclone brought a busty woman home, then the tearful departure of the "wife" with packed bags.
The contrast between the two incidents left people questioning.
After Little Dragon left, Eileen also returned from the store.
Looking at Eileen, Cyclone said helplessly.
"Now it's your turn~"
"Really... Eileen, are you up for it too?"
Faced with Eileen's question, Cyclone simply replied.
"Of course, how else can I earn the title of a scumbag~"
Cyclone was a scumbag, and to embrace that title, Cyclone was mentally prepared to do whatever it takes.
