Frustrated nothing was updating so I decided to post something to stave my mind off the ever-increasing boredom.

VoV

Touma felt a little sweat soak his white shirt and his phone vibrate through the pocket of his blue shorts. He ignored the little discomfort and hummed in appreciation at the scene before him.

"Would you like some more, son?" Touma's dad was flipping meat over the gas fueled barbecue grill. Loin and chuck slices, short ribs, pork belly and beef tongue were being cooked. The delicious scent of burning meat filled Touma's nostrils. He smiled and looked down the wonderful food.

"I'm good, a yakiniku was a great idea, by the way." Yakiniku, or grilled meat, was always a filling endeavor. There were tables and chairs surrounding the front lawn, the green grass long since dried of its dew. "Too bad mom's still taking a bath. She'd take an hour in there."

"Ha ha, well you know your mother."

Touma went to his table where his girls waited for him. Othinus was typing on her smartphone, Shizuri was staring into space, and Misaki was smiling at him. Othinus donned a red dress, Misaki a yellow shirt and white khaki shorts, and Mugino a green tank top and black sweat shorts.

They also all wore red, yellow and green colored chokers with his name on it printed in white. Property of Kamijou Touma, it read.

"Dear," Misaki said, clapping her hands exuberantly. "That looks delicious!"

"Yeah?" Touma grinned. "Dad's a pretty awesome cook."

"Oh Touma you flatter your old man," his father laughed. Touma left the plate on the center of the table, his wives helping themselves to a meal. Back then when he first began dating them noticed none of them prayed or made thanks for the meal. It was apparently a custom in Academy City to prove every superstition wrong. And even if one myth was real, in that gods existed, Othinus would never thank another being for her food.

"Thanks for the meal," he heard her say, smiling at his old man as she put the smartphone down.

"Thank you for cooking," Misaki added with a wide grin.

"Yeah, thanks for that, sir." Mugino nodded and had a soft smile on her lips. It disturbed Touma greatly to see his girls display manners. Then he remembered they were high class ladies capable of putting on a show if it was needed.

"Oh, no need for that," his father said. "But I am a bit surprised you four took residence in the next house over. We didn't even know who our new neighbors were. Ha ha! You guys sure can make a lot of racket!"

Touma blushed, as did all his wives.

"Uh..." Touma eloquently said.

Shizuri scowled at him, feeling further embarrassed by his response. Through sheer strength of will she managed to meet his dad's eyes when no one else can and said, "I humbly apologize for the noise my wives and husband made."

Misaki punched Shizuri's shoulder. "Like you aren't a screamer yourself, you little minx!"

Othinus sighed and covered her blushing cheeks with her hands. Touma rubbed her back. She looked up at him from her palms and smiled lovingly.

"You can relax, it's fine." His dad waved their discomfiture away. "I remember when I was newly wed with Touma's mom. We were just as active back then. Of course when we were younger we used to live in the city before we had our little Touma over."

"Tokyo?" Shizuri asked.

His dad laughed. "Nah. Paris."

Shizuri raised a brow. "Forgive me for my presumptions, sir. I didn't take you for one to travel."

His dad grinned. "Well, I was quite the explorer back in my day. Used to go on crazy adventures all over the world due to my lust for intelligence."

"Intelligence?" Touma tilted his head, brushing his shoulder against Othinus'. "That's an odd way to say adventure."

Shizuri rolled her eyes. "He was a spy, you dense lovable idiot."

Touma laughed. "Can't help telling me how much you love me?"

Shizuri scowled despite her ever increasing blush. "Only because I'm worried you might forget, you prick."

Misaki laughed alongside Touma. "Shizuri's such a tsundere."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Girls, you're both lovely." Othinus stopped their little squabble. The two gazed at her with Shizuri's regular glare and Misaki's simpering lips. Othinus lowered a hand into the table and tapped the surface with her forefinger. "What I'd like to know, sir, is why you're telling us."

Touma's dad chuckled. "My old boss contacted me last night. Apparently something caught their radar. Three somethings, with more people of interest coming into this town. Those three happen to be participants in the downfall of Academy City, and also married my son. I was going to send him there, you know? I guess it's a good thing I didn't."

Othinus sniffed and crossed her slender arms under her breasts as she pressed her head to Touma's chest. "It wouldn't have mattered even if he did. We never hurt anyone that didn't deserve it."

"I see..." His father shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Just wanted to let you know that people are looking for you."

Misaki made an amused smile. "I don't think you should worry, sir. The government wouldn't even dare think of approaching us with the firepower we've got."

Shizuri pointed a thumb at Othinus. "And by firepower we mean her, by the way."

Touma nodded. "It's true. She's very powerful. You've seen what that esper Accelerator can do, right? Since you're a spy and all I'm guessing you've had confidential information regarding that ridiculously strong albino. Well, Othinus could make him look like a cockroach by comparison."

Othinus cupped Touma's side, pressed a fingernail into his skin and traced a circle under his abdomen. She brushed her lips against his cheek and whispered into his ear. "Keep that up and I'll drag you back into the bedroom, mister."

"Hmm... Tempting." Touma turned his face and met her lips into a soft kiss. Her lips were so soft and sweet. His arms wrapped behind the smaller girl and pulled her into his body. They heard a flash and ended their little flirting, though Othinus made herself comfortable resting her back on his chest as she sat on his thighs.

They found his dad holding a camera.

"Dad," Touma said. "That is so not cool."

His dad shrugged helplessly. "Just adding it to your photo album." That immediately drew the attention of all his wives. "But you are wrong in one aspect, Misaki-san. I don't work for the government."

"The yakuza?" Misaki asked.

"Self employed?" Othinus played along, swinging her legs over Touma's knees. He nuzzled her head and took in her intoxicating scent, kissing her head.

"CIA?" Shizuri added. When Touma stared at her she shrugged. "What? Maybe it was a foreign government."

His dad looked at his phone. "Oh, it's my old boss. Weird she's calling me. Hold on I've got to take this." He left the grill and went up the porch. "Yes, Nephthys-chan? Well, that is interesting but-"

The door closed behind him.

Touma looked above Othinus' head and poked his meat. "Come on, let's eat."