"Hey, Max." With an alluring wave, another hottie greets me in the corridor.

I wish I had a better memory to remember their names too. This one is a cute blonde with a bob cut.

Well, getting stuck here doesn't mean I can't have fun.

I spent my first three days in the manga trying to settle in.

It's a weird and crazy experience and it's hard to tell if I love or hate it.

"Good night, Max." This is a brunette loli with springy drill hair.

I wave her back, leaning against my door.

It's weird because my room is almost like my earlier one from the orphanage.

"Good night, ladies." There's no electricity or internet though.

It's a medieval setting, and it's crazy because of the differences.

We all live in a huge stone castle standing on a lake.

I'm the only guy apart from the professors, and on the same corridor as all these girls.

The thought alone causes me severe morning wood at the start of every day, but it's worse at night.

Do the girls forget or don't care?

They spend their day running across the corridor in underwear. Sometimes in nothing but a towel.

"They're going to kill me." And to reiterate, this is a manga with loads of fan service, so I talk about sexy hot anime girls, all similar in age.

This is the hottest torture chamber I've ever been.

There's no separate bath either. It's not off-limits for me per se, but I couldn't find a moment to enter it without it being full of girls.

Naked ones, screaming and laughing, making 'kya' sounds.

After my fourth attempt, Aratsuki showed up in my room with a small wooden tub and shoved it in my face.

Oh, right. She's not living in the same dorm, she's the Princess Knight.

That means she has a higher rank and lives in a separate tower like the professors.

We still attend the same classes, and they have everything. It's an academy but in a medieval era.

"Ugh, homework. What was in history class?"

Their lectures are at the level of my high school studies.

It's like a cram school before the final exams so I won't complain.

I'll have to tackle those if I ever get out of here. It seems unlikely though. How do you clear the trigger when it's to melt the heart of the worst tsundere in the history of anime?

"It's hopeless." But on the plus side, I could get used to this place. All the hot girls, the lucky perv accidents, the simplicity, and the lack of bullies. "This is a manga paradise."

I'm not getting pointers. How would a mysterious guy end up in a girl's college?

The manga didn't explain, and I don't have any inherited memories. Nothing. Nada.

Odysseus' thoughts still linger in my mind, but that's it. This mysterious stranger is a blank canvas, and it almost feels like he only exists so I can take over him.

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"It's like an elaborate scheme to trap me here, but why do I have so much fun?" Living with hundreds of girls, one hotter than the other, and no way to leave is like living the dream.

And there are all kinds, thanks to anime logic.

From the loli to the big-boobed milf types, through the cute and sexy, and even catgirls.

Yes. Cat girls, with a fluffy tail and cat ears.

And despite their wild differences in their looks, they're all between 17 and 21.

Free prey and they're not even shy.

Everyone is curious about the mysterious stranger, for no good reason.

"The only trope I'm missing is the little sister waking me up by sneaking under my bedsheets."

Going to sleep with these thoughts, I wake up to something heavy on my legs the next morning.

My eyes flutter open with anticipation.

While it's not a little sister and not under the covers, it's close enough.

It's Aratsuki, sitting on my legs, wearing her fantasy-style school uniform and—

She's blushing the hardest I've ever seen her.

What? Why?

Her eyes glance down then turn away, her face an even brighter pink.

I follow her gaze and spot my morning wood. Shit.

Well, there's no helping that in this place. But her reaction is surprising.

It's cute but won't help soothing my urges. Of all the anime girls, she looks the most balanced.

"Ugh, good morning." She's not a loli or someone with breasts that could suffocate me.

She's adorable with her copper hair in the trademark twin buns, and anything she wears looks great.

If I ever wanted to seduce someone from the entire academy, it would be her.

And that's the trigger that will set me free. Too bad it's an impossible mission.

"How can I help you, Princess?" I ask, adjusting the covers to hide my morning wood.

She steals a glance at it again before turning to face me. With the bulge gone, she sighs.

"Did you settle in?" Her question tries to be casual, but she won't hold eye contact, examining my room instead. It's empty apart from the tub she brought me, the bed, a chest, and a desk.

"I hope you didn't cause any issues to the girls here, Max."

Her voice turns stern as she regains her composure, and stands up to pace around the room.

"How're your studies? Can you keep up?"

Did she wake me up for this? To have some small talk about school?

Her blushing tells me otherwise, so I sit up excited.

I have nothing to hide, I'm doing better than expected.

"I'm fine, thank you, Lady Aratsuki." I can't leave the bed without scaring her with my morning wood again. I keep it hidden under the sheets. "Why do you ask?"

"I thought, if you want to give clearing the trigger a chance, you could join me during my training."

Oh, right. She still thinks I must become stronger than her. This will be fun.