Bright, blinding sunlight poured through the window. It was late morning, but the temperature wasn't unbearable yet. Alex had rarely indulged in sleeping in. When he finally opened his eyes and stretched his limbs, he jumped in fright.
A group of girls was standing around his bed, staring at him intently.
What the hell? Is this a medical consultation?!
Even though they were all beautiful, alluring girls, the sight of all those "predatory" eyes focused on one spot was intimidating. Even Alex felt his heart skip a beat.
"Alex, you're awake?" Chiho smiled, her cute face dimpling sweetly.
"Congratulations. The surgery was a success. Mother and child are both fine~" Kitakami Ai giggled.
Alex: "???"
His face darkened. "You guys are having way too much fun. I—"
"Alex, say ahhh~"
Tsubaki Ruricawa squeezed through the crowd, holding a chopstick near his mouth, interrupting his "spellcasting." Alex blinked, thinking his personal maid was starting a "feeding play," and instinctively opened his mouth. Only when the object entered did he realize it was a toothbrush.
Alex: "???"
Wait, why do I need a maid to help me brush my teeth? I'm not a cripple! And if we're doing toothbrush play, shouldn't it be the other way around?
He had to admire his "fallen heiress" maid. She could brush his teeth without batting an eye. Actually, Tsubaki wasn't exactly a "fallen" heiress anymore, but that's a story for another day. Her technique was top-tier—the pressure was perfect, firm yet gentle. As the bristles scrubbed, Alex's gaze softened.
Tsubaki Ruricawa smiled tenderly, looking into her master's eyes with deep affection. She removed the toothbrush, and Suzu, who had been standing by with a water cup for several minutes, finally saw her chance. Don't let her silent, stoic "kuudere" nature fool you—when Suzu wants something, she takes it.
She didn't even put the cup to Alex's lips. Instead, she took a sip herself, held the water in her mouth, and leaned in. To the shock of everyone else, she pressed her lips against Alex's.
She transferred the water directly into his mouth.
Gurgle, gurgle—
Makoto Himeimiya watched with the towel in her hands, stunned. Is she a pro? You can rinse your mouth like that? Genius! Absolutely genius!
Suzu, in terms of service, I, Makoto, declare you the strongest... and Tsubaki Ruricawa is up there too! As for me?
Suzu pulled away, her lips wet with a mix of saliva and water, and swallowed. Makoto snapped out of it and stepped forward to wipe Alex's face with the towel.
She finished and backed away... feeling utterly outclassed. She slumped against the wall, defeated.
"Waaaaah! No way! I want to be close to Alex too!" Makoto wailed, turning around to pounce. "Alex—let me wash your face again! This time I'll use my tongue! I'll lick you clean and make you feel so good! Let me lick you~~"
Alex: "..." Suzu: "..." Tsubaki: "..."
"Hey! Stop pulling me back! Tsubaki! Suzu! You guys—"
Ignoring the crying Makoto, Saki Yoshida blushed and shuffled over with freshly laundered clothes. She began helping him change his underwear. Though Saki wasn't as practiced as the maid and was a bit clumsy, her soft hands rubbing against his skin felt incredible.
...And he was hard.
Chiho and Kitakami Ai, who had been frustrated by missing the "rinsing" play, suddenly noticed the tent in Alex's pants. They shared a look and pounced, pulling his pants down in one smooth motion.
"Alex, you're pretty heated up this morning, aren't you? You can vent it on us~"
"This is our good morning blowjob... mmmph."
Alex didn't refuse, and the other girls didn't stop them. Some were shy, some were bold, and some just leaned in to watch and learn...
In short, it was a very good morning for Alex.
Brushing, washing, and dressing were all taken care of. Between the kisses and the "good morning blowjob," he didn't have to lift a finger.
This wasn't just being a "winner in life"—even a slave owner would be jealous. Except unlike slaves, these girls were doing it out of genuine love...
After Chiho and Ai were finished—and well-fed—Alex was escorted to the dining room by his harem. The girls busied themselves bringing him tea and feeding him, acting for all the world like... "simp dogs."
"Is this really necessary?" Alex said through a mouthful of jam toast. "I mean, I love the fanservice, but this is a bit much. If anyone saw this, they'd hate me. Let's stay low-key."
"Understood. Usually, when Master says that, it means we should be even more high-profile outside. We want them to burn with envy~" Tsubaki Ruricawa smiled. The perfect maid gave him a playful wink; she had become much softer and more lively since becoming his.
Of course, to outsiders, she was still the cold, untouchable goddess.
"Tsubaki, you haven't been with Alex that long, but you already know him so well," the gyaru Kitakami Ai giggled, pouncing onto Alex's back and wrapping her arms around his neck. Though her breasts weren't as massive as some of the others, they were still plump, and she pressed them firmly against his back.
Squeeze~ rub~
"Exactly. Alex is a bad boy. A total trashy Alex~" Ai rested her chin on his shoulder, whispering into his ear.
"Heh. It seems a certain gyaru spent some time at home and is feeling a bit repressed. Are you that desperate for my love?"
"..." Her face turned bright red.
She continued to rub against his back, her body squirming slightly, her eyes full of silent longing. But now wasn't the time for sex.
"Ai, today is the start of the club training camp. Stop being in heat," Tsubaki Ruricawa pulled her off.
"Hmph... just a maid... and I'm your senior," Ai grumbled, though her voice got quieter. Even a bold gyaru felt weak against the "Perfect Maid," despite having been with Alex longer.
"There will be plenty of time at the camp. I'll make sure you can't even get out of bed," Alex said as he led his harem out. He saw the motorcycle in the yard, looking brand new.
He knew Auntie Natsumi had been cleaning it every day.
He gave a wink to the housewife who had been silently providing for him. The "Yamato Nadeshiko" Natsumi met his gaze with a mix of modesty and boldness, stepping forward to straighten his collar.
She looked exactly like a devoted, loving wife.
Alex slipped a flyer into her hand and pulled her into a brief, firm hug. "Wait for me to get back~" he whispered.
Then he tossed his keys into the air. "I'm riding the bike. Who's coming with me?"
Whoosh—! They all swarmed him.