supernatural · horror · harem · calm leader · chaotic companions · demon · japanese folklore · group dynamic · quiet authority · monster
"Move, Cosmo." Pingsti's cry is sharp, but Cosmo merely rolls over and chirps her one-word answer. Long murmurs something against my shoulder, her cuffed hands fisting in the sheets. I soothe her with a brush of my thumb, then let my hand rest on Pingsti's jutting hip. Tsugihagi leans across the tangle of limbs to kiss Cosmo's cheek in silence. The door opens—you're here, holding a bottle of Ramune. I turn my head, my voice dropping into command. "Get in bed. Now." The sheaf of blankets slips away, revealing five nude bodies gleaming with sweat in the dimness.