You wiped some sweat from your brow.

Gerty had gathered you all early in the morning to get working on everyone's fighting skills.

Despite the chilly air, the practice you were doing was hard.

As you went to train yet another set of spell castings and sword thrusts, until you realized you were the only one doing them.

Glancing back, you see your wives staring at you. Pinkened and some with their mouths agape, they simply watched.

"So," You began, "Are you all just gonna stare, or-"

"Hey, Master~" Herta said, a lascivious grin creeping onto her face. "I think it's time to take a break~"

"I think, uh, I mean I'm pretty sure," Mel stuttered, the redness on her face furiously growing, "Um, Herta is one-hundred percent right! Haha! C'mon, Master, let's go! Please?"

"Woah." Bertha's smile nearly matched the goddess', though it was clearly lathered with confidence. "You've got things backwards, Master, we're the ones that should be spoiling you~"

"The gods have blessed us this wonderful day." Gerty, deciding to stop her teaching as an instructor for the time being, kneeled before you. "Master, please revel in our bodies, and use us until we can no longer think of anything besides you."

"Bloody hell, guv. Are you trying to make us go nuts?" Cattleya at least was straightforward with her thoughts.

"Now, all of you, while appreciating Master's beauty for a moment is a thing of celebration, this should not distract us from the task at hand." Ruby Rose sneakily went by your side. "We should control our baser instincts and continue to improve ourselves."

"Thank you, Ruby," You said, "With that said, let's-"

"Of course, Master and I shall be in the Control Room, drinking tea and enjoying each other's bodie- company." Ruby cleared her throat. "Yes, Master and I shall be enjoying each other's company."

Right. You turned to Ayane.

"Aren't you gonna add something?" You asked your vixen.

"I fear I may not be as eloquent as the others." Ayane gave you a soft smile. She's the only one that had some sense of composure, though her eyes still happily drank in your form.

"Is this some mortal thing I'm not getting?" Yumi asked.

The rest of your wives silently stared at the ghost girl.

"What?" Yumi blinked.

"You aren't able to smell anything cause you're dead, right?" Bertha said.

"Yeah? So?" At Yumi's words, the looks your wives gave her became those of pity.

"And you don't have the chance to touch my gallant Master either, right?" Ruby added. "No warm embraces, correct?"

"No?" Yumi frowned. "What are you talking about? I'm a ghost."

"You poor thing..." Ayane muttered.

"You might be a ghost, but I wouldn't wish that sort of fate to any woman." Herta added. "Ever."

The rest of your wives continued to give their condolences to the ghost, making Yumi get more and more annoyed.