'Hmm? This isn't my bed. ' Our protagonist thought to himself as he rose from the uncomfortably comfortable bed.
The room was unfamiliar, but the man who looked around with a confused expression was strangely calm with the experience.
He stood up on the silky-smooth carpet and started to explore the house. He needed to know where he was before he did anything.
The room, despite everything inside being made of luxurious materials, looked quite modern, not posh.
Before leaving the room, he spotted a wallet on the nightstand, sitting adjacent to the bed he'd waken from. He opened the wallet and was greeted with the ID of a stunningly-handsome man with an even more stunning smile.
The name wrote 'Sebatian Michaelis'.
'Quite handsome. .
. not as good-looking as me though.
' He laughed to himself in jest. In reality, if this man named Sebastian had decided to do any type of idol work, he'd rise to the top without any resistance.
He was the type of ikemen that even men couldn't help but acknowledge as beautiful.
There were only two other things in the wallet. A piece of paper with Japanese scribbled all over it, and a credit card.
For some reason, despite never taking a Japanese class in his life, he was able to understand what was scribbled on the paper.
'I hope you enjoy your stay at Kuoh, we've set everything up for you. Your inheritance has been deposited in the credit card, so you'll be able to live like a king until your mid-30's.
I'm sure your parents would be proud of what a hard-working, handsome young man you are. Don't accidentally seduce every girl like you did in your previous school!' The message wrote.
'I assume this is from this dude's guardian? From the wording, it seems like his parents are dead. ' He analyzed while looking at the message.
'Why can I read Japanese though?' He asked himself.
He decided to throw it to the back of his mind until he found out where he was and why he woke up here. There were two doors connecting to the bedroom he was in.
He took the right door and found himself in a bathroom with a large mirror above a sink with various soaps, razors, toothbrushes, toothpastes and such strewn about on the sink edges.
That was when he looked into the mirror.
'Excuse me?' He couldn't help but think to himself after seeing a completely different person in the mirror, staring back at him. It was the exceedingly handsome man he found in the wallet after waking up here.
Not only that, but this handsome face had bizarre marks on each cheek, connecting to the sides of his mouth. He scratched at them, finding that they were tattoos.
Before leaving the bathroom and continuing to explore what was going on around here, he needed to check something else with this body.
He only woke in boxers, so he could see the perfect swimmer's body in the mirror. A flawless 6-pack of abs with pecks that weren't too big nor small.
No body hair could be seen, upon further examination, Sebastian found that no matter how close he looked, he couldn't find a singular hair on his body other than the long hair that sat upon his head.
'No body hair? That's convenient. ' He told himself before he dropped his boxers to the ground.
He needed to know if his pride and joy had survived the body change.
"LET'S GO!!!" He cheered after finding a dick that slightly surpassed his previous one. He was usually a reasonably calm and collected person, but the most precious object on a man's body deserved such joy.
In his previous body, he was above average in looks, and leagues ahead of everyone in penis size. Add that on top of a psychology degree, it wasn't too difficult to seduce most women.
However, with this new body, he wouldn't even need to attempt to seduce women to have them trample over each other for an opportunity with him.
'I feel like I'd be doing this new body a disservice if I didn't make a harem. ' Sebastian nodded to himself.
He was always good at seducing women, but that 'seduction' never went beyond fucking and maybe the occasional kiss. He wasn't good enough to garner the actual love of multiple women at once.
However, with this body, he wouldn't have to settle for fuck buddies anymore.
Abandoning his lustful thoughts for now, Sebastian put his boxers back on.
'Hmm? Why is this so uncomfortable? I thought I just had an itchy crotch before, but putting on clothes feels far less comfortable than staying naked.
Nevertheless, he put his clothes on. Despite the material and size of the clothes being perfectly comfortable, he couldn't say they were 'perfect'.
It was as if the shirt was a size too big or small. Annoying, but not enough to complain about.
To his surprise, his wardrobe was very limited. He chalked it up to this body recently moving into this house before he came along and took the previous owner's place.
Half of the clothes available were school clothes. Remembering what was on the piece of paper, he knew he'd have to wear them and go to school for the second time.
At the same time, he was thinking about this, a bird landed on the outside of the window sill of what he assumed to be his room. It began pecking at the window, undisturbed at the human that was watching it.
"Shut up. " Sebastian spoke in annoyance, getting closer to scare it off.
However, in an uncomfortable turn of events, it seemed as if sound simply turned off. The bird continued to peck at the window, no sound entered his ear.
He couldn't hear the cars that decorated the road or the chatter of random people on the street. It was completely silent.
'What the hell? As soon as I said that. .
. ' He thought to himself as he felt his throat begin to lightly itch.
"Return sound?" He spoke questioning life. As he suspected, noise returned to his ears, he shooed away the bird at thought about what this meant for him.