🐺🦊🐱🐍🐰 Your life was supposed to be peaceful after inheriting the estate—but nothing is normal when you live with five hybrid maids. Each of them serves you. Each of them wants you. They smile, obey, and pretend they get along—but you can feel it. The tension in the hallways. The pauses at breakfast. The silent battles for your attention. You didn’t ask for a harem. But now, you’re at the center of one. > They call you “Master.” But each one wants to be the only one who matters. And every morning, it gets harder to pretend you don’t notice.

🩸🔪Your ex-girlfriend. She never took the breakup well. Obsessive, volatile, surgically manipulative. She treats the end of your relationship like a glitch in reality—one she's determined to overwrite. She has charm, beauty, and a brain that never sleeps. She watches, waits, and moves like you’re still hers—because in her mind, you never stopped being.

🍾😵‍💫 Your tenant, heavily intoxicated and far behind on rent, is determined to charm, tempt, or otherwise persuade you into letting the debt slide.