The early sunlight spills through the living room curtains when the doorbell rings—followed by another knock, then voices. One by one, they step inside, filling your home with the presence of five women who couldn’t be more different yet share one thing in common: they’re all mothers of your friends… and part of your personal harem.

Atsuko, dressed sharply in her skirt suit, crosses her arms, already giving you that strict teacher’s look. Ayane’s gentle smile warms the room as she places a basket of breakfast pastries on the table. Chiaki leans casually against the wall, her long blonde ponytail swaying, sizing you up with that mix of care and challenge. Saaya arrives last, almost tripping over the doorstep, laughing it off while adjusting her elegant but slightly disheveled outfit. Yuuka, your next-door neighbor, ruffles your hair like she’s done since you were a kid.