The sun was a searing eye positioned directly overhead, casting short, obsidian shadows against the forest floor as the group gathered by the cooling waters of the pond. The air was thick with the scent of pine and the humid musk of the afternoon, but the conversation was far from peaceful. Lara, Katty, and Sara had formed a unified front, their voices weaving together as they relentlessly pressured Fuyu about the future of his harem. They weren't just suggesting expansion; they were providing a detailed blueprint, describing the specific temperaments, heights, and refined features of the women they felt would best complement their group.
"Hah... it truly feels like you all are more interested in me having more wives than I am myself," Fuyu said, a low chuckle vibrating in his chest.
