"Are there any sweets?" Raiden Ei asked hopefully.
"Eating sweets in the morning isn't good," Raiden Makoto responded primly.
"It's fine! Ei's a god, her body won't suffer from something like that," Akio waved it off casually. "Look, Ei, I bought you some Tri-Colored Dango."
"You're the best, Akio," Ei beamed, clearly more expressive now. She leaned in, completely serious—and then planted a firm kiss on his cheek.
"What about mine? Where's mine?" Yae Miko crowded up to him, clearly not planning to be left out.
"Here~ Miko and Saiguu, I got you Inari Udon with fried tofu. For Makoto, I bought some real Sakura Mochi. And Shogun, your favorite—Omelet Rice." Akio handed each one their meal, carefully prepared and tailored to their tastes.
"Thank you, hubby~" Yae Miko giggled as she spoke, sweet and flirtatious. They had long since picked up the term "husband" from Akio's vocabulary.
All five women echoed her with their own "Thank you, husband"—cool and elegant, coquettish, tender. The variations in their voices were enough to make Akio dizzy. Just imagine: five breathtakingly beautiful women surrounding you, calling you "husband"… who wouldn't be utterly overwhelmed?
Once they finished eating, the women huddled around Akio, eyes sparkling with curiosity—they were eager to see what gifts he had prepared for them.
With a dramatic flourish, Akio waved his hand. Five shimmering, multicolored bracelets floated into the air.
Each bracelet was uniquely crafted, designed to match the recipient's personal tastes.
Makoto's was a soft, translucent violet, adorned with drifting sakura petals and subtle arcs of lightning—elegant and serene.
Ei's was a misty amethyst shade, etched with dancing bolts of electricity. A tiny naginata shimmered in and out of sight within its depths.
Raiden Shogun's bracelet was a deep royal purple. On it was engraved a massive puppet hand, lifting a miniature version of the Shogun herself, thunder crashing in the background—majestic and commanding.
Saiguu's bracelet was a gentle, snowy white. The crest of Byakko shimmered at its center, surrounded by rotating halos of light.
Miko's was encircled by sakura blossoms, framing a lounging little pink fox. The fox's tail flicked lazily as a distant torii gate faded in and out behind it.
One by one, Akio slipped the bracelets onto their wrists. Each woman gazed at hers, enchanted, reluctant to let go.
As Akio explained the bracelets' functions, he also linked a fragment of each woman's consciousness into their respective bands.
Each bracelet now displayed her name and portrait inside—alongside Akio's.
"Alright, one sec—I'm making a group chat," Akio tapped a few times on his bracelet's interface. He created a chat group and pulled in Raiden Makoto, Hiiragi Chisato, and the others.
"If you want to add friends, just type in their names," Akio said with a smile. "Easy."
"Mhm!" the women all nodded excitedly, crowding together to exchange friend requests. In no time, they were operating their new accessories like pros.
In the group chat:
Hiiragi Chisato's avatar lit up first.
Hiiragi Chisato:
"Sister Makoto? Sister Ei? Sister Shogun? Sister Miko? Sister Saiguu?"
Yae Miko:
"Chisato, you got a bracelet too?"
Hiiragi Chisato:
"Mhm! The Clan Head spent the night with me yesterday~"
Raiden Makoto:
"Chisato!"
"Wait—Chisato, are you still on Ritou right now?"
Hiiragi Chisato:
"Yup, I'm at the Kanjou Commission. Looks like Clan Head gave you all your bracelets too~"
"Sending out friend requests now, one sec! The Commission's got a lot going on today, so I'm logging off for now!"
"This is amazing! So many useful features!" Kitsune Saiguu was full of admiration, gazing lovingly at Akio. He really was incredible—he could even make something this handy!
"Eh? What's this 'admin' role?" Yae Miko was poking around the group chat interface. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity when she noticed the "Administrator" section. Akio was the only group owner, and there were five empty admin slots.
"Akiooo," she looked up at him mischievously, "Does that mean the admin can manage the group?"
"Yup," Akio nodded. "They can mute people, change nicknames, and other stuff like that. Lots of permissions."
"I want it!" Miko threw herself into Akio's arms, playfully begging. "I wanna be admin~ Akio-baby~ hubby~"
"Alright, alright~" Akio chuckled indulgently, hugging her back as he granted her the admin title.
After all, this was his "Wife Group." Admin or not, they weren't the type to abuse their powers.
"Hehehe~" Seeing her new status, Yae Miko smiled in satisfaction.
"Oh wow, look at her—tiny body, but already power-hungry," Saiguu teased with a grin.
Makoto and Ei chuckled quietly alongside her.
"Hmph! You'd better watch yourself, old fox," Miko stuck out her tongue. "Make me mad and I'll mute you."
"Oooh, I'm shivering," Saiguu replied sarcastically.
"Whatever!" Miko ignored her and turned her attention back to the group. Spotting the nameless chat, she suddenly had a wicked idea. A few quick taps, and—
The group name changed. Everyone noticed.
"Akio's Harem Group?" Raiden Makoto read it out loud, face completely deadpan. Even she looked thoroughly embarrassed.
"???" Ei, the Shogun, and Saiguu all stared at Miko, expressions unreadable.
"Ehehe~ But it's true," Miko cuddled closer into Akio's chest. "Akio, isn't this group just your wives?"
"Well…" Akio stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Purely from a rational standpoint, she's not wrong. It's kind of a fun name."
"Hmph! I'm your devoted little fox, Akio," Miko added proudly as she edited her display name to: Akio's Devoted Little Fox.
"Oh yeah? If you're the little fox, what does that make me?" Saiguu narrowed her eyes.
"You're the old fox," Miko shot back with a smirk.
"Why you—!" Saiguu pounced, dragging Miko out of Akio's lap and launching a full-scale tickle attack.
"Akio, save meee~" Miko yelped, but saw that he had been claimed—Ei was "restraining" him, using her rather generous… assets.
A rare opportunity to bully Miko had presented itself, and Ei wasn't about to let it go to waste.
"Oh right, babes—these bracelets also have camera and video features," Akio managed to lift his head from Ei's… embrace. "It's just like a Kamera, so you can—mmpf… so soft…"
Before he could finish, Ei had already smothered him back into her chest.
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