Rei awoke to the soft chime of bells and the intense sensation that something was very, very wrong.
He blinked and then he saw five faces looming over him.
All were smiling and they were all dangerously close. All already inside his bed.
"Goooood morning, darling~!" sang Lilia, wielding a toothbrush like a holy relic.
"Rise and shine, husband," Lucivella purred, draped in velvet and doom.
"I brought soap!" Drakana announced, holding a sloshing bucket of molten white liquid. "It's milk! From a fire cow!"
Rei screamed.
[System Alert: Welcome to the first ever 'Joint Fiancée Morning Routine' — code name: Operation Sunrise Seizure™]
[Warning: You may experience spiritual whiplash, identity confusion, and spontaneous combustion of personal boundaries.]
"WHY are you all in my bed?!"
Rosette, the quiet maid, gently pulled a grooming knife from her sleeve. "You slept in by thirty seconds. Grooming protocols must begin immediately."
"I was unconscious!"
