Reborn As Noble

The next morning.

Javier woke with a pounding headache, the dull ache of a hangover pressing against his temples.

Fragments of the night before flickered in his mind, hazy but vivid enough to make him groan.

After the dance with Liana... Gloria had stepped in next.

And then, one by one, the others had forced their way forward. Felicia, Mimi, Delya, Ferine.

Each insisting on their turn, each demanding the same treatment, each pulling him into their own ”romantic” dance and kiss.

He rubbed his forehead, wincing at the memory.

The hall had been stunned. Nobles frozen mid-sip, officers gaping, even the visiting kings caught off guard.

Felicia’s brother, Kivira, had only chuckled and laughed, slapping his knee at the sight of his ”serene, elegant” sister completely breaking her noble composure.

Felicia, supposed to be the picture of grace, had lost all restraint last night, her true side showing for everyone to see.

Even Father had broken into rare laughter at the sight, though not long after, his laughter had turned into a long, heavy sigh.

Because, of course, it had all collapsed into chaos.

Not only had Marcellus and Cedric drunk themselves into complete ruin, but the entire hall had turned into a whirl of noise, dancing, and disorder until the early hours.

Javier covered his face with one hand, groaning softly.

What a night...

And then Javier felt it.

Something heavy pressing against both his sides.

He cracked one eye open, blinking through the haze of his headache.

To his right... Liana.

Still in her pajamas, hair slightly tousled from sleep, her face calm and serene. She breathed softly, her expression peaceful. A beautiful sight to wake to in the morning.

Javier’s lips curved faintly. A good way to start the morning.

His thoughts trailed off as his eyes lingered, drinking in the view.

Then he turned his head left.

Gloria.

Also still in her pajamas, lying close, her glasses set neatly on the bedside table. Even in sleep she carried an air of quiet grace, her features gentle and warm.

Another beautiful sight to greet him.

Despite the pounding in his head, Javier exhaled softly.

He tried to move, but his legs felt pinned, weighed down.

Javier glanced down, only for his eyes to widen.

Everyone was there.

Felicia, Mimi, Delya, and Ferine, all curled up across the bed, each still in their pajamas. Their hair spilled across the sheets, their breathing soft and even as they clung to whatever space they could find.

”Ugh...” Javier muttered under his breath. Looks like Liana actually agreed to let them join too.

This massive bed, felt cramped now, overflowing with bodies. He could barely move without bumping into someone’s arm or leg.

He sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead as the pounding in his head returned.

Better not add any more to this harem, Javier. Or you’ll go half bald before you even turn twenty.

The thought made him wince, one hand reflexively brushing over his hair.

Male-pattern baldness at eighteen... that’d be a nightmare.

No wonder Father didn’t take them all at once.

From what Javier had heard, Garius had made promises, one by one, and married them slowly, never all at the same time.

But me? Stupid. I shouldn’t have added a harem this early. What a mess for my life. And now... I can’t turn back.

He shifted his gaze around the crowded bed.

Felicia’s face was serene, her breathing steady like she had no cares at all.

Delya and Mimi were both drooling faintly, their lips parted as they clung to the sheets like children.

And Ferine? Her head rested right on his stomach, her hair tickling his skin with every exhale.

Javier sighed again, lowering his eyes to the ceiling.

Guess after marriage, I’ll have to set schedules or turns....if they even listen.

Guess I should just go back to sleep and enjoy my harem pillow. Ehehe.

With that mischievous thought, Javier shifted carefully. He drew Liana and Gloria closer to him, their warmth pressing against his sides, the softness of their bodies melting into him.

”Mm...” Liana murmured faintly in her sleep, but she didn’t resist, only snuggled closer. Gloria, too, adjusted quietly, her serene breathing never breaking rhythm as her hand rested lightly on his chest.

Then Javier stretched his legs forward, scooping gently until Felicia, Mimi, Delya, and Ferine were pulled in closer as well.

And there it was.

”Ohhh!!” Javier thought, his grin hidden as his eyes slipped shut again. Full of softness... Not bad, Junichi, not bad!

”Munya...?” Mimi stirred, her voice soft as she rubbed at the corner of her mouth, wiping away drool.

She sat up drowsily, her eyes blinking against the morning light. And there he was, her handsome future husband, still half-asleep, surrounded by the others.

”Tehe~,” she giggled softly, her cheeks flushing pink as she clasped her hands together. Still feels like a daydream...

With a bright grin, Mimi slowly lowered herself back down, eager to snuggle closer to him.

But in her clumsy, half-asleep state...

Her forehead struck something hard.

Right at Javier’s most sensitive spot.

”GYAAAAAARRRRHHHH!!!”

Javier’s scream tore through the room as he bolted upright, clutching himself with both hands, his face contorting in agony.

The entire bed jolted at once, the other girls stirring awake with startled gasps, blinking blearily at the sight.

Mimi sat up again, rubbing her eyes, still hazy from sleep. ”What’s wrong, husband...?” she yawned softly.

What they all saw was Javier rolling onto his side, face distorted with pain, both hands clutching tightly at his crotch like a dying warrior on the battlefield.

The room fell silent.

Then...

”...Mimi,” Gloria’s voice came, low and calm, adjusting her glasses with one hand.

”What exactly did you just do to Young Master?”

Liana’s eyes narrowed dangerously as she leaned forward, her tone sharp despite the softness of her voice.

”Explain. Now.”

Mimi only blinked, still half-asleep.

”I-I didn’t do anything!” Mimi yelped, her ears twitching as she looked at Javier, who was still pale, curled slightly, both hands locked firmly over his crotch.

Liana’s eyes narrowed, her voice calm but sharp as a blade. ”If you didn’t do anything, then why is Young Master holding there?”

Mimi froze. ”E-Eh...?”

Gloria pushed her glasses up with one finger, her eyes gleaming dangerously. ”Don’t tell me... you and him were trying to do that.”

”Wha—!?” Mimi’s face went scarlet as she flailed her arms.

”I-I’m not! I swear!”

Delya and Ferine both blinked awake at the commotion, their sleepy confusion turning into instant suspicion.

Mimi panicked, waving her hands desperately. ”It was an accident! I-I just leaned in and—”

But before she could finish, Liana leaned closer, her smile sweet yet frightening.

”Don’t you dare do it before us.”

Mimi’s jaw dropped, her eyes wide. ”Whaaa!? I-I wouldn’t! Honest!”

Meanwhile, Javier lay back against the pillow, face still twisted with pain.

Damn it... and here I thought waking up with six beauties was paradise. Now I’m one more hit away from death.

( End Of Chapter )