2B, What Are You Doing? Put Down Your Knife!

"Master, were they really both robots you created?

Why did I feel like they were even more womanly than I was?! Their bodies were made so realistically! Were they really robots?"

Viper sat between 2B and Tifa, subconsciously feeling their bodies, her face full of shock.

"Take your filthy hands off us, you homewrecker. No, you're the fourth one. Tifa is the third!"

2B slapped Viper's hand away, her tone icy.

"2B, why did you call me that again? Didn't we agree that we were sisters?

I was only born later, that's all. Our places in Boss's heart were equal. There was no ranking or order between us." Tifa looked aggrieved.

"Mm, Tifa, I misspoke. We're sisters. This woman is the homewrecker."

Instead of getting angry, Viper burst out laughing.

"Pretty robot sisters, I'm not some homewrecker. I'm merely your Boss's newest fling."

"Newest fling?" 2B and Tifa looked at each other, both wearing puzzled expressions.

"Wait, don't you understand what a newest fling means? Looks like you don't understand men very well either!

But that's fine. I'll teach you from now on!

First of all, all men are lustful creatures. There isn't a single exception.

And someone like Master, who had money, looks, and strength, couldn't possibly have only one or two women by his side.

So from now on, you had to understand and accept that, and stop agonizing over it.

Once you accepted it, you'd understand that I definitely wouldn't be Master's first newest fling.

There would be a second, a third, and even more new flings in the future, until he was hanging on the wall."

"Hanging on the wall?"

"It means dead. As long as a man still breathed, he was lustful."

"..." Loren.

"Viper, don't lead them astray. Not all men are like that."