Queen moved away from Han, her cheeks pink, though, against her snow-white skin, the image was alluring. Her grey eyes were like endless pools of mercury, catching the light. "Let us continue at another time, My Master." A mischievous smile formed.

Seeing the smile on Queen's face, different from her usual aloof self when in public, Han felt his chest warm. He felt like he was seeing something special only reserved for him.

Kissing Han's chest, Brittany moved off of him, her breasts hanging down and swaying with her movements. Noticing his eyes on her body, she gave Han a wink and blew him a kiss. Once on her feet, her arms pressed together to accentuate her bosom, her smile indicating how much she enjoyed the attention.

Helania sat on the edge of the bed, raising her hands as she arched her back, a sigh flowing out of her.

His eyes moved to look at Helania, attracted by the movement. The way the sunlight outlined Helania's body, Han's eyes gazed at the flawless form of his creation. It was something he looked forward to seeing more often at the Academic City while they lived inside the mansion, being prepared for them. A portion of him longed to reach out towards Helania and pull her to him as though he feared she'd fade out of existence. Han grabbed the emotion and exorcised it, knowing it only stemmed from his insecurities after gaining his abilities.

Sensing his eyes on her body, Helania turned.

Han couldn't help but feel that time had stopped as the world brightened from the smile she had revealed to him. For a second, the shadows in his heart were incinerated.

"Master, let us enjoy the lovely breakfast prepared for us." Brittany reached out a hand towards where Han lay on the bed.

"Come on, Master," Brittany merrily danced, swaying her hips to a silent melody.

"My Master," Queen's smile didn't lose out to the other two, aiding his mood.

Reaching to grasp Helania's hand, Han rose from the bed, sliding his legs off the inviting mattress. With Helania's hands near him, he moved his head near and pressed his lips on her soft porcelain skin.

"Master," Helania breathed.

Chuckling, Han grinned as he looked at Helania and then turned to include Brittany and Queen, "I love all of you. Thank you."

Helania glided and embraced Han's head into her bosom, "With each passing second, we feel blessed to have you, Master." Her voice softly conveyed her beliefs.

Hearing footsteps, Han felt Helania's arms relax. He shifted his body to see numerous maids entering, each carrying some clothing article. Seeing how many there were and all the different outfits, he could infer that they were the new outfits designed for them.

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"Master, we apologize for interrupting your moment with the Mistresses." The leopard girl beast person bowed her head. "We reasoned you would like to look at the clothing created for the day. Please let us know if they do not meet your divine expectation."

Based on what they wore the night before, Han chuckled, "I have faith that what was designed will appear splendid on us." Now that his mind was awake, he was eager to try the clothes.

Standing from the bed, Han moved away from the girls so that his group of maids could adequately show off what they held in their hands. He instantly noticed how the clothes had a lighter feel compared to the dashing appearance he presented as he observed the Empire soldiers being massacred by his beloved Queen.

Instead of a shirt, there was a simple white vest with purple designs comparable to the previous outfits. The star and moon symbol would be prominently exhibited on his chest.

The maid holding the vest opened it up to allow him to insert his arms.

Han imagined the vest was designed with his being outdoors under the sun since he would be heading off to Illumin to be admitted into the Academy. Though it wasn't silk, the material was smooth and glided on his skin. It was also light and breathed well.

A sheep beast girl maid got on her knees to present the pants, being careful about not letting them touch the floor. She looked at Han's feet as though wanting to make sure that she didn't allow him to miss the opening.

On either side of her, there were maids also on their knees.

Stepping into the opening, Han observed the maid nearest his left leg begin to help his foot be exposed so he could put it down. She ensured that the leg of the pants touched the ground at no point and wouldn't inconvenience him.

This was repeated with the other, and not long until the pants were lifted to his hips, clasp quickly done.

Matching the vest, the pants were moderately formal but still had the appearance of being comfortable. Han couldn't help but envision them being a fit for a casual day at a corporate office. Compared to the pants he wore previously, they were more form-fitting. They didn't hug his legs but still permitted the shape of his legs to be seen.

With his body shape, finding clothes was challenging, not having the average type that clothing stores catered to. Han didn't think he had remarkable legs, but from where he could look, the pants did a good job highlighting the right parts. So feeling how the pants fit his legs, Han couldn't help but feel pleased.

A maid then placed shoes on the ground, the type meant to be worn with bare feet. It reminded him a little of the traditional shoes worn in his country long ago before going through modernization and the adoption of external fashion trends.

Though his clothes were simplistic, neither the designs nor the fabric would be considered such. As a mirror was offered to him, Han knew that his outfit would be considered to be highly fashionable. Many would be willing to pay hundreds, if not more, to wear what he had on.

After seeing that Han was satisfied, the space behind them was torn in half. The maids each curtsied and respectfully stepped back through the mysterious liquid, which shimmered and sparked. It was soon closed once the group had entered.

Han turned to look at the three, keen to see what they wore.

Each group of maids for the girls stood behind them to permit Han a clear view.

Though the outfits they wore the day before were breathtaking, Han couldn't help but think that what they wore was equally as captivating in his eyes. Just like how he wore an outfit perfect for an outdoor walk, the girls had on a similar lighthearted design. The only difference was how what they modeled emphasized their feminine grace.