As the school bells rang, Alexander walked toward the sleek black car waiting at the gates. Standing there was Sylpha, her silver hair catching the late afternoon sun, looking like a battle-ready goddess in a maid's uniform.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Look at her. How can someone be this perfect? Honestly, Sylpha and Grayfia are peak wife material. They're strong, loyal, and incredibly beautiful. Any man would give up a kingdom just to have one of them, and I have both. I'm starting to think my past life as a King was just practice for being a Runcandel.]
The Jealous Chorus:
In Kyoto, Yasaka's tails fluffed up in irritation. In the Underworld, Serafall pouted so hard her cheeks puffed out. Rias and Sona shared a rare moment of mutual annoyance. 'Wife material? We can be wife material too!'
"Young Master," Sylpha said, opening the door. "Lord Darius and Lady Valeria will be returning from their trip tomorrow."
"I see," Alex nodded, sliding into the leather seat. "Wake me up when we get to the mansion, Sylpha. I'm exhausted."
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: I need to recover my old powers. I wonder which one will unlock next? Will it be my Gnosis? My Illusion magic? Or maybe Ruler's Authority? If I get Ruler's Authority back, I won't even need to move a finger to deal with Issei. I could just order the gravity around him to crush him. The girls in this world have no idea what a true Monarch is capable of.]
Grayfia & Venelana: (Widening their eyes) 'Ruler's Authority? Ordering gravity itself? Just how much of a monster—a beautiful monster—is he?'
The Bathhouse Incident
Upon arriving at the mansion, Alexander headed straight for the grand marble bath. He needed to soak his muscles after the "0.01%" fitness test.
Grayfia, driven by her deep feelings and the "Inner Voice" she had been hearing all day, found herself standing outside the steam-filled room. She peered through a slight gap in the door, her breath hitching as she saw Alex's sculpted back.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Grayfia... I know you're there. I can feel your mana fluttering like a nervous bird. You've been wanting to get closer all day, haven't you?]
"Grayfia," Alex said aloud, his voice deep and echoing in the tiles. "Why don't you join me?"
Grayfia froze, her heart leaping into her throat. But her loyalty—and her hidden desire—won out. "As... as you wish, Master."
She entered, shed her maid uniform, and wrapped a single white towel around her curves. The steam clung to her silver hair as she knelt behind him. She poured a fragrant lotion onto her chest, pressing herself firmly against Alex's back as she began to scrub his skin with slow, deliberate movements.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Oh... God. That feels... incredible. She's so soft, but her touch is so firm. This is way better than any system reward. I could get used to this 'King' treatment again. It makes me want to just lean back and let her take care of everything.]
Alex let out a low moan of satisfaction, which caused a literal psychic shockwave to every girl listening.
The Listening Room:
Rias: (Covering her ears) "I can hear him moaning! Grayfia, you lucky... I'm going to kill her!" Akeno: (Eyes hooded) "Oh, Grayfia-san is being very bold. I suppose I'll have to be even bolder next time." Sona: (Breaking her glasses for the third time today) "THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOR FOR A MAID!"
The Monarch's Reciprocity
"My turn," Alexander said, his voice dropping an octave. He turned around, his eyes locking onto Grayfia's silver ones.
He took the sponge from her hand. Grayfia turned around, her back exposed to him, her skin shimmering with water droplets. As Alex began to rub her back, his touch was gentle but possessed a weight that made Grayfia shiver.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Her skin is like silk. I wonder if she knows how much power she has over me right now? I might be a Dragon Monarch, but in this bath, I'm just a man who is very, very grateful for his maid. Maybe I should tease her a little...]
Grayfia: (Trembling) 'Master... please... if you tease me any more, I won't be able to stay 'just' a maid.'
Venelana: (Sipping wine at home) "Oh, to be a fly on that wall. Grayfia is definitely winning the race so far."