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A quick glance out the window showed a nice view of the mountainside wilderness. You only had to look through the opposite end of the room to see the city. The place had a real Victorian feel. Nice music was played through some speakers, chandeliers lit up the interior, the food was fancy, there was even an outside area where you could have some fresh air and a small ballroom where you could dance in.
Ayane really knew how to pick a restaurant.
Your vixen wife was able to use a favor that this establishment owed her (apparently some decades ago she helped this place stay afloat during a crisis by convincing her father to invest in it), so she'd pulled some strings to have a private lunch and dinner for you all without any issues.
"And from there the spiderwebs shall be forged." Ruby was once again bragging about her plans to renovate the dungeon. "It shall take time and sweat, but with Master and my precious companions it shall be completed to perfection."
"That means she wants us to do most of the work while she drinks tea." Bertha said to Ayane. Your foxgirl acknowledged it with some nodding and a polite 'I see'.
"Fufufu~" Ruby giggled. She'd been in a good mood ever since you approved getting those books for her. "What slander! I assure you, I am as much of a hard worker as the rest." Also out of all your wives she also appreciated coming here the most.
"So, Gerty, how has your healing ability been going?" You asked your Holy Knight.
"Better than I'd expected, my Master." She replied. "I can heal superficial wounds and stop most forms of bleeding. Anything more than that is currently above my capabilities."
"That sort of thing sounds pretty useful in a pinch." Berta said. "If you can self heal and fight at the same time then wouldn't that, like, make you super powerful?"
"It would. However, Holy Knights like myself will never be able to fully master Healing Magic." Gerty continued.
"I think you'd be better off leaving major healing to a Priestess or Nun class." Herta's head popped out from beneath the table. Right beneath where you were sitting, to be exact. You literally had to drag and plop her on a chair, and even then she was still prone to cause a scene. On the bright side she seemed to like your forcefulness.
Conversations went on like this even between meals and relaxing outside. You made sure to give special attention to the four that had been captured together. This was their day, after all.
Though there was a noticeable sense of anticipation amongst your wives. You sighed, remembering the conversation you had with Mel earlier today.
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It was morning still—just after you'd fed Herta your 'protein' and finished giving her daily spankings—when you happened to run into Mel.
"Eep! Uh, good morning, Master!" She seemed nervous. "You look nice, haha... Ah, I'm, um, I have something to confess..." You tell her to continue. "Well, I <span class="mu-i">might've</span> accidentally said you were planning to do something today."
"Mel-"
