The classroom buzzed with laughter and flirtatious chatter.
Groups of girls surrounded the so-called "heroes" of the school, each trying to win attention with fake smiles and exaggerated sweetness.
At the back of the room, a lone boy leaned against the window, his eyes reflecting the calm blue of the morning sky.
His name was Rei Asakura — handsome, tall, and intelligent. The kind of person every girl in this academy wanted to approach.
But he wasn't interested.
> "Pathetic," he muttered under his breath.
To him, everything in this world was just a stage for empty feelings.
He'd seen it countless times — people forming fake relationships, only to break apart the moment something real was required.
He wasn't just tired of love. He hated it.
Especially the kind of love that came with a harem — shallow, chaotic, and meaningless.
One of his classmates, a cheerful girl with long pink hair, approached him shyly.
"Rei-kun, we're all going to the café after class. Would you—"
He interrupted, not even looking at her.
"No."
Her smile froze. She walked away, hurt. But Rei didn't care.
He'd made up his mind long ago:
> "If the world loves the idea of the harem... then I'll stand against it."
Little did he know, fate had other plans.
That night, as he walked home, a strange light descended from the sky, wrapping him in a soft yet powerful glow.
When he opened his eyes, the world was different.
A medieval city stretched before him — knights, magic, and monsters roaming the streets.
A floating text appeared before his eyes:
> [Welcome, Chosen One. Your destiny begins.]
[Quest: Form the Greatest Harem in History.]
Rei stared at the glowing words for a long, silent moment.
Then, he smir
ked coldly.
> "You've got the wrong guy."