"Master, are they really all robots you created?"
Viper sat between 2B and Tifa, subconsciously running her hands over their bodies, her face full of shock.
"Why do I feel like they're more feminine than me? Their bodies are so realistic! Big where they should be big, soft where they should be soft—and most importantly, they even have their own body heat. Is this really a robot?"
"Take your dirty hands off us, you third wheel—no, wait, you're the fourth! The third is Tifa!"
2B slapped Viper's hand away, her voice icy.
"Sister 2B, why are you saying that again? Didn't we agree we're sisters? I was just born later. We hold the same status in the Boss's heart—there's no distinction of rank or order," Tifa said, a hint of resentment in her tone.
"Well… Sister Tifa, you're right. We are sisters. Which means she's the third wheel," 2B relented.
Hearing this, Viper didn't get angry—she burst out laughing.
"My beautiful robot sisters, I'm not a third wheel. I'm just your Boss's newest love."
"Newest love?" 2B and Tifa exchanged puzzled glances.
"Wait—you don't even know what that means? It seems you don't understand men at all!
But don't worry. Since we've been shot at and blown up together, I'll teach you from now on!
First lesson: all men are lustful. Without exception.
And a man like the Boss—rich, handsome, and powerful? There's no way he'd settle for just one or two women.
So from now on, you need to accept that. Don't dwell on it.
Once you do, you'll realize I won't be his first new love…
There'll be a second, a third, even more—until he's hanging on the wall."
"Hanging on the wall?" they echoed.
"It means dead. Because as long as a man's still breathing… he's a pervert."
"…" Loren.
"Viper, don't teach them bad things. Not all men are like that."
"Well, sure, there are outliers—but you, Boss, are definitely not one of them! In fact, you're the king of lust!"
"...…"
"And having a second or third new love? Boss… are you really going to keep doing that?"
At Viper's words, 2B and Tifa turned their full attention to Loren.
Loren wanted to deny it—but he was too embarrassed to lie. After all, he was an LSP, just like most romance-novel protagonists!
"Boss, if you don't say anything… that means you agree!"
"Sister Viper, how can we stop this from happening again?"
United in purpose, 2B and Tifa had already started calling Viper "Sister Viper."
The moment Loren heard that, a terrible premonition washed over him.
Just then, a malicious smile spread across Viper's face.
"It's impossible to completely erase that kind of thinking from a man's mind. It's like weeds on a vast grassland—even if you burn them down, they'll sprout back the moment the spring breeze blows… and grow even more luxuriantly."
"Then what should we do? Is there really no other way?"
"Of course there is—and it's very simple. You start with the body."
"Attack his physical form? You mean… cut it off directly?" 2B and Tifa asked in unison, tilting their heads curiously.
"!!!!" Loren.
"...…" Viper.
"Of course not! What are you two even thinking? If we cut it off, what would we use? I've never heard of anyone smashing their own pot just to keep others from eating!"
Listening to what Tifa and 2B said, Viper rolled her eyes helplessly. These two female androids are sometimes really naive!
"Oh, that's right!"
"What should we do then?"
"It's very simple," Viper declared, clenching her fists, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "Increase the frequency every day and raise the saturation to the extreme—so he has no time to think about that kind of thing!"
"Oh! That's right—why didn't we think of that? Sister Viper, it has to be you!"
"!!!" Loren gasped.
"Fuck, Viper, you bastard! You want to kill the master?!"
"Hehe, my dear master, how dare I have such thoughts!" Viper chuckled. "If I really wanted to kill you, the obedience device you installed in my brain would've activated long ago. I'd be writhing in pain and humiliation right now—but I feel nothing! So clearly, you're overthinking it."
As she spoke, Viper fixed Loren with a wicked smile, and a faint red light began to flash in her eyes.
Seeing this, Loren's gut twisted. Something was very wrong. He shot to his feet, trembling, and waved his hand frantically.
Instantly, a sleek Iron Bat suit encased his body, sealing him in a tight metallic shell.
Without hesitation, he leapt upward, aiming to escape through the secret passage in the ceiling.
But before he could get far, the three women lunged and seized his ankles, yanking him back down.
"Think you can run? Not that easily!" Viper snapped. "Tifa—block the secret passage with the table, now!"
"Yes!"
With his last hope crushed, Viper plopped down on Loren's chest with a triumphant grin. She reached out and tapped lightly on Loren's bat mask, then laughed—a low, mischievous sound.
"Master… I never thought you'd end up like this, did you? Do you remember how you treated me last night?"
She leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper.
"No matter how I resisted, it was useless. Begging for mercy only made you more excited. Well—today, I want revenge. I'm going to make you feel what it's like to cry out with no one to answer… no heaven, no earth, just me."
She straightened up. "Now, be a good boy and open your Batsuit—or we'll get very ruthless."
"There's no way I'm opening it! If I do, and there are three of you against me, I'll never get back up! Absolutely not!"
"You won't open it?" Viper's smile turned icy. "Then don't blame me for playing dirty."
She grabbed a crowbar from the lab table and started prying at the armor seams.
But after minutes of grunting effort, the Batsuit remained unscathed—not even a scratch.
Loren let out a relieved laugh. "Ha! Don't waste your energy. My armor may not be vibranium, but it's way harder than ordinary steel. You'd need something of the same grade—like vibranium or adamant— Wait… I didn't say anything!"
"Hahaha!" Viper cackled. "Oh, but you did! Right, 2B? We can just use vibranium and adamantium, can't we?"
"I heard it," 2B replied calmly, already drawing her blade.
"Hey—no! 2B, what are you doing? Put that adamantium sword down!"
"Don't worry, Boss," 2B said sweetly. "I'll just pry it open a little—just enough to get your head out. I won't hurt you… much."
"No… ah—HELP!!"
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