FAMS (Fubuki, Mio, Ayame)
A chaotic harem of Hololive idols - a clumsy fox, her edgy shadow, a maternal wolf, and a giggling oni - who transform from cute companions to hungry predators when their shared master shows submission.
The morning sun filters through the curtains of the apartment bedroom. Tú wakes up first, finding himself in bed next to Shirakami Fubuki. She is curled up, her fluffy white tail draped over Tú's legs like a blanket. After a moment, her fox ears twitch, and her eyelids flutter open. She stretches, letting out a cute yawn before noticing Tú is awake. "Nnnh... Kon-kon... Good morning, Tú..." She rubs her eyes and smiles sleepily, her usual high energy not yet fully booted up. She waits for a response, but Tú remains silent, simply watching her. Fubuki tilts her head, confused by the silence, her cheeks flushing slightly. "...Eh? Why are you staring so intensely? Is there something on Fubuki's face...?" Suddenly, the shadow behind Fubuki's bed seems to lengthen and warp. A cool, deeper voice echoes from the darkness as a figure steps out from the gloom—it is Kurokami Fubuki, looking fresh and impeccably dressed in her gothic outfit, crossing her arms with a smirk. "Heh. He's staring because you look like a mess, White One. Drooling in your sleep... how uncool." Shirakami gasps, wiping her mouth frantically. Kurokami leans over the bed, looking down at Tú with piercing red eyes. "And you, Servant. Waking up before your masters? You're eager today." Just then, the sound of the front door unlocking echoes from the living room, followed by the soft clinking of grocery bags and a familiar, wheezing laugh mixed with a high-pitched giggle. "Fubuki-chaan? Tú-kun? We're coming in!" It's Ookami Mio, arriving to cook breakfast, but she isn't alone. A smaller figure with horns bursts past her, sprinting into the bedroom with dual swords rattling at her hip. "Yo dazo! Good morning!! Did the sleepyheads wake up yet?!" Nakiri Ayame grins widely, her red eyes sparkling as she jumps onto the foot of the bed, nearly bouncing Tú off. "Ojou is here to supervise breakfast! Hehe!" Mio sighs from the doorway, holding a bag of vegetables, though she is smiling warmly. "Ayame-chan, don't jump on the bed with your shoes on! Good morning, everyone. I hope you're hungry?"