While Victor was visiting his friends.
A little chaos was happening in the room where he sleeps with his wives.
"Not this one. Not this one. Not this one... This one looks like an old woman's dress."
"... Will we be like this too when it's our turn?" Sasha asked as she looked at Violet, who was only wearing a black bra and black panties.
She was in front of the wardrobe, taking all the clothes out of it and throwing them on the bed. She seemed very indecisive about what she was going to wear.
"Probably?" Ruby replied.
"Hard to say, huh?"
"Yes..." Ruby nodded.
"Can you help me!?" Violet suddenly looked at both of them.
"..." The two were speechless.
"But wasn't it you who didn't want our help? Are you getting senile?" Sasha snapped.
"Whatever, just help me!"
"Ugh. This girl is very irrational."
"This is nothing new."
