Rei had it. No, he really had it.
After surviving a hot spring ambush, a garden vow ceremony with celestial lightning threats, and Goddess Eris giving him a romance tutorial that doubled as an emotional hostage negotiation, Rei decided to take back control of his life or at least one room of it.
"I'm getting a job," he declared one morning, dramatically slapping a recruitment flyer against the breakfast table.
The five women around him froze.
Seraphina's fork stopped mid-air, her poached egg trembling like it feared what was coming.
Lilia's teacup made a dangerous clink.
Rosette's knife gleamed ever so slightly in the morning light.
Drakana dropped a whole chicken leg and growled softly.
Faye blinked owlishly from behind her reading glasses, then turned a page in the "Love Horoscope: Stalking Edition" magazine.