Are the Vidyadhara All Crazy?! (Continued)

"Oh..."

Amon lowered her head, looking disappointed.

To Silver Wolf, who was growing more and more familiar with her, the Lord of the Mysterious, whom outsiders feared to the extreme, was a very troublesome person.

She was erratic, loved to tease, and when it came to having fun, she would act spoiled, cute, and deceptive all in one go, pulling out all the stops.

Knight Sam, being an honest person, was completely led around by the nose, getting dressed up in different styles almost every day. Today she was a gentle next-door little sister, tomorrow a thoughtful and responsible little nurse, and the day after a shy and cute cat-eared maid—yet somehow it was a case of one willing to beat and the other willing to take it.

Even Kafka, who had always been elegant, was utterly wrapped around her finger, granting Amon's every whim when she grew mischievous—achieved entirely by selling away Silver Wolf's body pillow usage rights, which irritated the wolf to no end.

Tsk! In the end, the dignity of the Stellaron Hunters truly can only be upheld by me, the universe's number one hacker!

Silver Wolf sneered dismissively, and immediately afterward, under Amon's superb petting technique, both her body and expression melted into a soft puddle.

Ninti watched calmly as Amon held her exclusive body pillow and sat down across from her.

At the same time, Himeko walked up behind Ninti, scooped up the petite Dragon Girl in her arms, and sat down. Speaking of strength, on the scene only Dragon Emperor Ninti could converse with the Lord of the Mysterious, but in Himeko's eyes, Ninti was the little sister of the household, and how could she let her face Amon alone when conditions permitted?

Ninti steadily held her teacup, adjusted her posture to let her