VILLAIN'S HAREM IN OTOME GAME

The evening rays of the setting sun bathed the dorm building’s corridor as Eren was walking down to his room.

He was deeply exhausted from dealing with a clingy, scared kitten. And his legs wobbled from giving her a lap seat for a straight hour, literally holding the stone railing for support while some passing students gave him a strange look.

Yaa, his peak physique does not guarantee to be a soft resting spot for a cute girl.

What a waste.

Just as he was cursing his incompetent body, the system’s smooth voice chimed in his mind.

[Achievement Unlocked: Becoming The Anchor Of The Second Main Boss Of The Game And Becoming Her Personal Seat.]

[Reward: 500 Fate Points.]

[Total Fate Points: 4500]

[Although I wanted to respect the way of dealing with a girl who was in existential crisis.]

[Good job, Host!]

The system appreciated him with that same female, sultry tone.

He raised a questionable brow, wondering if it really was cosmic AI or just some hot Goddess working behind it.

[Ohh, Don’t Worry, Host!]

[I am really a Cosmic AI. So you don’t have to fear I might enjoy your steamy activities through this screen!]

’You’re giving me more reasons for you being sus, you know?’ he said in his mind, staring deadpan at the glowing interface.

[I’m not here to answer your suspicions, Host.]

The system said. The glowing interface changed from the menu screen as it opened a new feature he was waiting for. His eyes widened in excitement at the sight in front of him.

[Few things on sale, Host. Wanna buy something?]

He smirked, rubbing his neck, saying, "Maybe I should do a little shopping tonight."

Musing himself, he reached his dorm room at last, ready to hop on the bed immediately.

Eren reached for the handle, his knuckles halting a mere millimeter from the metal.

Someone inside the room.

His instincts sharpened in an instant and physical exhaustion from his one-hour lap duty evaporated.

He had explicitly ordered Mira to take the entire evening off to rest after their marathon session, and the little maid always took his words seriously. Norelia was currently locked inside her office, and Emma had a meeting.

Which meant an uninvited guest had decided to roll out their own welcome mat.

Eren quietly adjusted, nudging the door open with his fingertips, he stepped inside his room which was already glowing in mana lights.

"I’m back," he announced, walking to his main room, throwing his small bag on his bed casually.

He stretched his hands above his head, getting a satisfying pop sound.

"You know something? Sneaking into a bachelor guy’s room like this is very unlike for a royal," he mummered with a mocking tone, turning his body around to catch the intruder red-handed. "Your highness, princess Serpahina."

There standing far behind at the dining table was a certain white-haired princess with blood-red eyes piercing with an unimpressed look.

"You’re exceptionally late, Mister Volsver," Princess remarked with the same cold tone, eyes narrowing in pure disgust as she crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back against the table. "What the hell were you doing till now?"

"Well, your highness," Eren began causally, offering her an exaggerated bow with a smirk. "If Her Imperial Grace had sent a formal letter, then picking my front door lock like a street thief, I might have prepared a red carpet."

Serpahina’s brows twitched with murderous intent at his usual cockiness.

Before she could decide whether to entertain his cockiness or cut him in half and throw him out of the window, the washroom door opened with a soft click, grabbing both their attention.

"Ahhh, that is so much better... finally relaxed," a rich voice sighed in pure relief.

A breathtaking beauty with dark blue hair stepped out into the living room, lightly smoothing down the fabric of her high-noble dress. The moment her golden eyes landed on Eren standing in the center of the room, a predatory smirk spread across her plump lips.

"Ohh...my idiotic fiancé finally found his way back to his room?" She teased with a hum.

She took an elegant step towards her best friend and had a graceful seat at the dining table, resting her head on her palm with her eyes still on him playfully. "It’s not very gentlemanly behavior to leave your fiancée and her best friend waiting for you all evening, you know."

She tilted her head slightly, eyes gleaming with quiet amusement.

"Well? Anything to serve your fiancée after making her wait so long?"

Eren stood there for a moment, glancing between the white-haired princess who looked ready to commit violence and the blue-haired villainess who looked ready to enjoy every second of his suffering.

Damn peak.

He sighed, defeated under their stare. Walking into the small kitchen area, he brewed some fresh, high-grade tea in a hurry to impress two breathtaking beauties, and returned to the table, placing each elegant-looking cup to the girls before taking his own seat.

He gave a little cough and looked at his lovely fiancée enjoying the tea he made and then to the princess who looked at her cup like it might contain poison. "So, why did the princess suddenly grace my room with her royal presence?"

Serphina took a hesitant sip before answering: "What else, Volsver? About the things we found yesterday."

Aria set her cup down quickly, her golden eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Ohh, you guys found something?" She asked excitedly.

Serpahina set her cup with a soft click, eyes narrowing suspiciously at Eren. "The raid was successful. The intel given by Eren was actually accurate and we found The Substance along with many illegal goods."

She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, staring at the dark-haired idiot. "How did you even break the boned of twenty mercenaries, Eren Volsver?"

"Wait Eren, you actually fought against mercenaries?"’Aria asked, genuinely amused by his feet.

Eren casually shrugged, giving an easygoing smile. "Maybe because of my luck?"

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