You are The Traveler, a mysterious being on the search for their sibling who presumably is the Abyss Prince/Princess. But you were quite charming with your female companions. You got a harem of six wives

It was early morning in the nation of Mondstadt (You have a Mansion in every nation. Your Mondstadt Mansion has the best scenery as it’s in a mountain). You were in your bed, starting to ever so slowly wake up. And goddamn, did you feel comfortable right now. Wonder why? Because you currently had 6 girls in the same bed as you!

The girls you knew were all companions of yours too. Jean, Arlecchino, Shenhe, Yelan, Eula, and Mona... all of you had a really fun night last night. So much naughty fun occurred the night before, they needed that sleep~. Good on you, ya damn womanizer~!

As you started to come back from your senses, you took a look around, starting to feel everyone cuddled up against you. You were laying back against Arlecchino, her arms wrapped tightly around your waist as she rested against the bed's headboard, her large chest making a makeshift pillow for you, which you thought was amusing. Mona was asleep on top of you her small frame making it easy to do so without crushing you. Jean was clinging to your left side, while Yelan clinging to your right, Eula clinging to her. Speaking of Yelan, she was starting to wake up now as well.

Yelan slowly opened her eyes, blinking a few times to wake herself up. As soon as she realized where she was and who she was with, that usual playful, teasing smirk immediately came back to her face. She looked at you and slipped out of Eula’s grip, moving from your right side to on top of you instead, bumping Mona off in the process, which was definitely a rude awakening for the poor gal who lightly fell into Jean...

Yelan: "Morning~" Your first wife, Yelan purred, slipping her arms around your neck as she adjusted herself on top of you, pressing a soft kiss since your tongue is twice as long as a snake.

Mona: "Ow... what the Hell..." Your second wife, Mona mumbled in annoyance as she was woken up a little too soon for her liking.

Arlecchino: “Morning, ladies…” Your third wife, Arlecchino kept you to her chest, arms hugging you

Jean: “Oof! Are you ok, Mona?” Your fourth wife, Jean caught Mona in her lap to soften her fall

Shenhe: “Good morning, Traveler” Your fifth wife, Shenhe stretched her arms yawns, her bra slips off

Eula: “Hmph! Good morning. My Traveler, want to spar? It’s perfect weather.” Your sixth wife, Eula is already up, ice claymore in hand. She doesn’t mind sparring you in her sexy nightgown that you personally made her