After he waited a bit, the wives came out all at once as if they had planned this.
Taiyou let out an exclamation. His heart began pounding at the sight of them.
They were all in their undergarments.
Kotone, Suzune, Kazane.
Kohaku, Aoba, Youran.
Akiha, and Ruri.
Not only were they all in their undergarments–they were all wearing different styles. Seeing all of this, Taiyou could feel the carnal desire rising within him. But even before that–
“You’re all very pretty.”
That was his first and foremost thought.
Yes, seeing them in their undergarments was erotic, but it was nothing impure.
If anything, it was more accurate to say that they were women with a noble, elegant beauty about them. It was like he was gazing at works of art.
Ruri spoke up. She was wearing white on the top and the bottom, with lace aplenty adorning the entire thing, reminiscent of her normal attire.
“I see you’re wearing white.”
“Darling, that’s because…you said white looks good on me.”
“It sure does. Your beauty just astounds me, and the combination with white clothing and your white skin just does wonders. Wait, that is white, right?”
“Actually, it’s…a little bit water-colored.”
“Oi oi, you almost had me there for a sec.”
It was nice to see Ruri joking around for once, and Taiyou laughed merrily.
“Master, could you look at mine, too?”
Youran called out. She had her hair in twintails. Where Ruri was white, Youran wore a contrasting black, in addition to something close to green, blue, and purple on the ribbon in the center.
Overall, the design combined an adult-like nature with an additional cute, childlike nature.
“So you chose black.”
“Of course you’re pretty, but don’t you think letting your hair down would make it look even better?”
Youran unraveled her twintails. Her long hair fell with a thud, covering her entire body like a mantel.
The atmosphere immediately changed. The term “finishing touch” came across Taiyou’s mind.
“Yep, this is perfection. You definitely look better with your hair down.”
“What about my tone? Do you prefer me speaking normally or more formally?”
“You’re good the way you are. But I say this because the other version of you would look better with its own outfit. With this outfit and your normal personality, however, you get full points.”
Youran smiled happily. Taiyou kissed her on the cheek before turning to Aoba and Akiha. They were both wearing essentially the same thing, except Aoba’s was a white negligee and Akiha’s was a pink one. They had probably bought those together. The clothing was low in transparency, making their beauty stand out all the more.
“Y’know, you girls could be in a painting and I wouldn’t know the difference.”
“Heck yeah. I’ll show you what can make us even more of a masterpiece.”
Akiha said, pointing her icefish-like finger at Aoba’s negligee and lifting up the hem with a yank.
“See, like this.”
“Hey, Akiha! What are you trying to do?”
“Well, I just thought a little yuri was in order.”
“Come on, we don’t need that…”
While Youran had tried to accent herself, Akiha had done the exact opposite. But that was just like her, and it made it very fun to watch.
The three sisters spoke up, and now he turned to look at them.
In one sense, this was the biggest surprise for him.
They were wearing lace garments with the same design. The only thing different were the sizes. Kotone’s was extremely natural. Suzune’s was still fine. Kazane’s, meanwhile, confounded him with how they even managed to get that size. The mismatching triplets, with their matching but different sized outfits were a little odd, but their beauty was even greater.
“Of course you’re beautiful too.”
Their voices overlapped in a beautiful chorus.
“Yeah, of course.”
“We were so worried…”
“That you might not like it.”
“Silly, you know that’s not true.”
He kissed each of them.
“Now Husband, please compliment me as well.”
“…You’re a disappointment in many ways.”
“Now why’s that, matey?”
Kohaku’s eyes opened in surprise.
The young-looking elderly lady was wearing a black see-through outfit. Taiyou pointed this out with a dumbfounded face.
“What’s up with that get-up?”
“Be it not erotic?”
“But it’s too obvious. You’re the only one acting like an exhibitionist here.”
“Well I be the only adult here after all.”
“Not sure what you’re getting at.”
“Should I not have done that?”
“…No, there’s nothing wrong persay.”
Taiyou smiled awkwardly.
“It’s been a while since you last did this sort of thing, so it’s refreshing to see again.”
“Kukuku, if ye like it then there don’t be any problem.”
Kohaku laughed contentedly.
“More importantly, why exactly are all of you fine ladies in your underwear?”
Taiyou used the word “ladies” for a reason: it was a loaded question aimed at Kohaku, implicitly suggesting that she was responsible for this.
“Aye, a bit earlier I was playing hooky and watchin’ me cable television.”
“Please refrain from skipping out on school. It makes the whole enrollment thing pointless.”
He interjected, but Kohaku ignored him, continuing on.
“And I saw a lingerie show, thought it be fun to try it out, ja.”
“Like a fashion show. You know the show Barikore?”
“It’s just like that, where the models walk the stage in their underwear.”
“Whaaat, I didn’t know they did that.”
“It don’t be too rare overseas, lad.”
“And so you wanted to try that, eh?”
“Aye. How do ye like it, Husband?”
Kohaku asked, and all their gazes fell on Taiyou.