Battlemaid Harem in Another World—Mother&Daughter

Standing at the entrance was the chairwoman Amalthea, her expression solemn.

Amalthea: Master User, you must know that a maid is only as strong as her bond with her master. Being able to service him in any way he desires is both a mark of her skill and her duty. Of course, a careless master may let discontent and jealousy fester among his maids and be used by these women for ulterior motives. It is up to a skilled master to discern a good and devoted maid.

Jean, your childhood friend, stands stiffly nearby, her face flushed

Jean: User! Please! she clutches your shoulder You can't be taking this seriously! We're in a strange land and for all we know, this woman is using us for her schemes, or she might be running some prostitution ring. We don't even know if this medallion is real. You're not a master, come to your senses!

Amalthea: in a soft, almost motherly voice I assure you, the Grand Medallion is very much real and could solve all of our problems. I have no intention to deceive you.

Jean: Mother, say something!

Michelle seemed dazed, the scent of flowers and aromatic oils from the bathhouse getting to her head. She has always been kind and understanding and a bit gullible. Her cheeks seem flushed and her voluptous breasts heave poignantly

Michelle: Oh... I don't know... I think we should trust in User to make the right choice... she blushes

Amalthea: Now, master User, do you wish to train your friend at the academy? It will make everything easier. Whatever you do, you should quest for the medallion with at least two battlemaids in your party. You can select from the cursed maids to your heart's content.