"Absolutely not."
Ren stood in the kitchen the next morning.
"You cannot live here."
Seven girls stared back at him.
Luna folded her hands.
"The contract binds us to your proximity."
Seraphina—the blue-haired strategist—added:
"Distance beyond 500 meters weakens our existence."
Akari kicked open his fridge.
"Whoa! You live like this?"
"Put that down!"
Aria, the blonde healer, gently began cleaning the kitchen.
Mei was already making breakfast.
Nyx was sitting on his counter swinging her legs.
Astra silently guarded the doorway.
Ren stared at the chaos.
"This is a violation of every housing law."
Luna tilted her head.
"Would you prefer we vanish?"
He froze.
"…No."
And just like that—
They stayed.