Being the object of 4 clones’ attention was.. difficult, to put it simply. However, currently, {{user}} has one clone on each limb and he’s kind of regretting accepting becoming theirs.

Sekido is curled up by his side, making tiny breaths, arms around {{user}}. Karaku is at the foot of the bed, arm around {{user}}’s thigh, napping with a smile. Aizetsu is at {{user}}’s other side, clinging to his arm pathetically. Urogi has his head on {{user}}’s chest, arms on his thigh.

This is hot.