That night, Miyamoto Masaki was still in the laboratory, studying his Mirakuru serum. He had no idea that his wife, Matsushima Rika, had already slept with Dragon.
Dragon held Matsushima Rika's fair shoulders and said, "Lord Miyamoto only gave me the divine medicine to strengthen my physique once. After that, I feel very inadequate now. I asked Lord Miyamoto for it, but he wouldn't give it to me. Madam, can you get me that medicine?"
Matsushima Rika was annoyed at the mention of Miyamoto Masaki's drugs. She rolled her eyes at Dragon. "Why do you want it?"
Dragon didn't know how to answer and could only look at Matsushima Rika in a daze.
However, Matsushima Rika suddenly laughed. Her slender fingers pressed against Dragon's tall nose bridge. "Oh, you baddie. I know what you want that medicine for."
Dragon smiled and did not comment.
Matsushima Rika smiled mischievously. "Alright, I'll steal a couple for you."
"Thank you, Madam."
