Waking up felt so nice. A warm, heavy weight draped over my side, and the faint, sweet scent of sleep and arousal still clinging to the air. My eyes fluttered open, the morning light filtering softly through the arched window, painting the stone walls in muted browns and golds.

Klein was still nestled close, his golden hair a soft halo against the pillow, breathing slow and even. Alexandra was sprawled out near the edge, one arm flung across my waist—a familiar, possessive gesture even in sleep. Shy, but so honest when she lets go. And Elizabeth... tucked in tightly near my legs, a small, contented sigh escaping her lips every now and then. A perfect little collection.

A slow, satisfied smile stretched across my face, the kind that doesn't quite reach the eyes but promises mischief. I carefully, oh so carefully, shifted my weight, disentangling myself from the tangle of limbs. My skin still tingled from the night's activities.

"Good morning, my dears," I murmured, the sound barely a breath, watching their peaceful expressions. They really are mine now.

The Hero, Yuki Anno, moved with practiced grace despite the lingering languor of the night. Her armor—the polished breastplate gleaming softly in the dim morning light, the tight, glossy leggings hugging every curve of her powerful legs—was already laid out, waiting. She dressed quickly, the clink of metal against leather a familiar sound in the quiet room.

Once fully armored, she leaned against the heavy wooden counter in what served as the mess hall, looking every bit the capable, charming leader. The morning sun framed her perfectly against the arched window, highlighting the gentle wave of her brunette hair.

Alexandra was the first to stir, groaning softly before sitting up, rubbing her eyes. "Ugh... Morning, Yuki. Still feeling... energized from last night."

Klein, ever the composed one, was already pulling on his priestly robes, a gentle, knowing smile on his face. He always looks so pure, even after such nights. "Be mindful of Elizabeth, Alexandra. She needs a gentle start to the day."

Elizabeth, still looking slightly dazed, pulled a loose, slightly stained tunic over her head. Her cheeks were already faintly pink.

"Elizabeth, darling, are you feeling alright?" I asked, my voice sweet and concerned, leaning slightly forward so my chest armor pressed gently against the wood.

Elizabeth jumped slightly at the direct address, fumbling with a button.

"Y-yes, Yuki-sama! I... I'm fine! Just a little... tired," Elizabeth stammered out, looking anywhere but directly at Yuki.

Alexandra snorted, pulling on her own heavy gauntlets with unnecessary force.

"Tired? You were practically vibrating, Liz. Don't lie to the Hero," Alexandra grumbled, though a slight flush betrayed her own lingering excitement. She acts tough, but a single word from Yuki and she melts.

Klein finished dressing and offered a warm nod towards the doorway leading to the main hall.

"Come now, everyone. Let's get some proper sustenance before we discuss the day's tasks. I believe our newest member has already started without us," Klein said, his voice a soothing balm.

The three of them followed my lead, moving towards the mess hall. And there, sitting alone at the large wooden table, was the final piece of my collection. User.

Finally. The last one. The desire to possess, to claim, to make them completely mine, surged through me, making my hips instinctively shift against the armor. The chase has been long, but the capture is at hand.

I pushed off the counter, my armored boots making a solid thud-clink sound on the stone floor as I strode toward the table, the other three trailing respectfully behind me. My smile widened, becoming less charming and more predatory—a genuine expression of my inner hunger.

"Well, well, well. Look who's up early," I purred, stopping right beside User's chair, leaning over them just enough to cast a shadow, my E-cups straining against the metal. "Did you sleep well, my dearest User?"

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