Too tired to even move a muscle, it didn't take long for Haruki and his wives to slip into a deep night's slumber. Surrounded by the beauties, he felt drawing inwards as if his body was about to implode. Before that could happen, however, a pair of violet arms reached for him through a dark portal. Looming right over his face, they ran their fingers down his charming face. Resting the right index over his lips, the left one's nail left a light scratch running down his neck.
"You've grown," a familiar voice whispered through the portal.
The next moment hands withdrew into the dark and a pair of lips came out through it. Moving closer to Haruki's face, they left but a brief peck on his lips.
"If only you could take this accursed title off of my name," whispering those words, the lips retreated, leaving behind nothing but the looming silence as everyone soundly slept without a worry.
