After about a month or so of traveling, I finally made it to the next destination on the map. The Grand Magic Clocktower. A staple in the town of Wizardo.

Having only a year left before the events of the game started to take place, I needed to hurry things up.

I just hope whatever this lead I’m following bears fruit. If not, I can kiss my enjoyable harem life goodbye.

Entering town, I made my way through the streets. As I did so, my attention was brought to all the stores around me. Each one showing off all types of special magical items to assist magic users in their day-to-day lives.

With so many interesting things on display, it took all the will I had not to spend my money on anything.

However, in the end, I found myself wandering into one of the stores and buying myself a magical item that apparently made it possible to use magic even within a magic-blocking barrier. That sounded cool, but they only lasted around ten to fifteen seconds at most which couldn’t really get you anywhere unless you were a high-class wizard of some kind.

Still, I bought one as a precaution and stashed it away in my bag before moving on.

Reaching the center of town, I arrived at my destination. The Grand Magic Clocktower.

It stood high above the rest of the city as the clock at the very top clicked little by little. Showing the passage of time.

Deciding to head in, I pulled the obsidian key from my pocket.

There was a door at the bottom of the tower with a lock on it. So I carefully pushed the key into the keyhole. However…

“Looks like it doesn't fit.”

The key was way too big for this lock, meaning I needed a different one if I wanted to get in.

Slipping the key back into my pocket, I tried looking around to see if I could find another opening to the tower. Sadly, there didn’t seem to be any.

I scratched my head as I attempted to come up with a solution. That’s when I decided to use my expanded thinking.

After having scanned around the tower a little, there seem’s to be a hidden entrance located a little higher up.

As that thought entered my mind, I looked around the tower a little more before noticing a brick that appeared to be out of place compared to the rest a little ways up.

Looking around, I made sure no one was watching before chanting a spell.

“Wind, jump.”

Wind began to flow from my feet and I jumped up into the air. Reaching out my hand, I barely manage to grasp hold of the out-of-place brick. Gripping my other hand to the wall, I lightly pulled on the weird brick.

As I did so, a strange click could be heard from the other side of the wall and I suddenly felt a whoosh of wind blow in my face causing me to widen my eyes in surprise.

Trying to return to the ground, I let go of the tower wall to find some kind of platform had appeared below me. It seemed to be made of birch wood.

Just then, the sound of a clock ticking entered my ears and I turned around to find myself looking at the inner workings of the clocktower. The gears moved slowly. Never stopping as it continued ticking over and over again.

Taking a better look at my surroundings, it seems I somehow got myself inside the tower.

Not only that, but the platform below me wasn’t just a simple plank of wood. But rather, it was a staircase that led both up and down.

From the looks of the building, it’d probably be best to explore the upper levels first in order to avoid growing exhausted from too much physical stress.

At least that’s what I was thinking anyway. Since one glance at the ground made it clear it would take longer getting down than up.

With that in mind, I turned my head towards the path leading upwards and I climbed higher into the clock tower.

While walking up the stairs, I listened to the calming sound of the clock tower as it ticked little by little.

Reaching the top, I turned my head up to find what seemed to be some kind of hallways in front of me. Unsure of what might be up here, I kept my expanded thinking on high alert as I walked forward.

Scanning the hall, I saw there were doors that had labels on each of them.

“Engine Enchantment Zone, Cleaning Closet, Drop Off Area.”

There were more, but it would take forever to read them all so I’ll just move on.

Continuing to walk around, I couldn’t describe it, but I felt like there was one room I really needed to find. And none of the others felt right at all. But then, I found it.

“Main Management Office.”

I guess this was where the tower management was run from. Still unsure if this was the right door, I pulled out the key and brought it to the door’s keyhole.

A perfect fit.

Turning the key, I could hear the sound of the door unlocking before carefully pulling out the key and bringing my hand toward the knob.

Trying to ignore my quickening heartbeat, I took in a deep breath and pushed the door open, walking inside before closing the door behind me.

As I moved away from the door, I took a look around the room.

The floor seemed to be made of a nice cushiony red carpet, and the walls were made of some beautifully textured spruce wood.

“Pretty nice office. Definitely someone higher up would work in,” I muttered aloud.

There was also a dark oak desk near the back of the room which I assumed belonged to whoever worked in this office.

There didn’t appear to be any security cameras in here…but that’d be a bit much for a fantasy world like this. At least I think so.

Moving past that, I searched the room for any sign of a clue of what I needed to do next.

Eventually, I finally found myself looking at the desk.

I hadn’t planned to rummage through it as that was an invasion of privacy, but I was starting to get desperate.

As I dug through the desk drawers, I didn’t find anything of note. The closest thing I found was a strange obsidian ring that glowed up in the dark.

Not sure what to do with it, I shoved it into my pocket and continued digging.

Yes, I know that was stealing. However, the ring looked like it hadn’t been worn in almost twenty years so it probably didn’t have any importance. Either that or the person who worked in this room had it as a memento for something. Either way, I figured I’d might as well hold onto it.

Digging for a bit longer, I tried opening one last drawer which had been the only one I hadn’t searched through. However, as I pulled on the handle, it appeared to be locked. Confused, I took a look at it before noticing a keyhole. Figuring it’d be worth a shot, I pulled out my key and slid it inside. Just like the door, it fit like a glove.

Slipping the key back into my pocket, I pulled the drawer open and what was lying inside peaked my curiosity.

Within the drawer was a single compass that was protected by a giant velvet pillow.

Picking up the compass, I flipped it on it’s back and front. Examining it.

The compass appeared to be like any other. However, there was something odd about it. For some reason, rather than pointing north, this one kept pointing south.

“Something’s off about this compass,” I muttered as I looked it over a second time.

Figuring this was what I was looking for, I shoved it into my pocket. But as I did so, I heard the sound of something moving nearby and ducked behind the desk.

As I crouched there, I waited until the sound vanished from my ears before letting out a sigh of relief before cleaning up everything so that it looked the same way it had when I got here.

After that, I left the room and once arriving at the stairs, I started descending them slowly while keeping an eye out for anyone who might see me.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, I found the floor was made of smooth stone that had been painted black. Making it feel a bit ominous.

Stepping onto the ground, I glanced from my left to right as I tried to find the door out of here. However, there didn’t seem to be anything like that in sight.

I tried feeling around my surroundings, but all I was met with was nothing but stone walls.

Growing frustrated, I decided to light up my surroundings a bit.

“Fireball.”

A flame immediately appeared in my hand and the room got a lot brighter.

And as I looked around, I finally realized why I hadn’t been able to find anything.

Despite standing at the bottom of the stairs before, it appeared I was now standing in some form of dark eerie hallway. Trying to move around, it seemed the hallway moved with me. When I turned to the left, the hallway went left. And when I turned to the right, it went right.

“Why the hell would a Clock Tower have something like this?” I muttered aloud as I tried to figure out a way to escape this situation.

Looking up and down, I wanted to see if the halls followed my movements or eyesight. And well…

“Oof!”

Yeah. Now I know for sure.

Getting onto my feet, I let out a sigh and tried walking for a little bit in hopes that maybe I’d find the end.

Sadly, no matter how far I walked, I didn’t appear to be moving at all. Was this some kinda trap set up to deal with intruders or something?

Deciding to hold off on walking any further, I stopped in my tracks and scooted over next to the wall without looking at it in an attempt to try an experiment.

Pulling out the obsidian key from my pocket, I flipped it on its back and used wind magic to slam into it hard enough that it caused a crack that at could see even without moving my head. Though hitting it so hard hurt a bit, this was important for me to test my hypothesis.

Putting the key back in my pocket, I began walking once more. About five minutes passed before results showed themselves when a certain crack came into view.

“Guess that means this thing is some form of loop,” I muttered. Considering what to do next.

I hadn’t anticipated something like this would happen during this treasure hunt. Though, in all fairness, I was still unfamiliar with the magic in this world.

Had I’d been able to study all the different forms of magic, I’d probably have been able to come up with a solution to something like this.

But since I didn’t have anything like that, I had to rely on my expanded thinking, which was already hard at work, and had already come up with three different ideas for me to try.

One sounded like it might work, one sounded plausible but uncertain, and one sounded way too convenient.

Trying the first hypothesis, I placed my hand against the wall and began chanting.

“Fireball.”

As I said that, the wall slowly began to heat up.

I had hoped this would eventually be melt through the wall. Giving me a way out.

However, no matter how hot it got, the walls never melted. I attempted to rust it down with water as well, but nothing. It appeared these things were protected with some form of magic blocking spell. I guess the only reason it didn’t work the same as the key was simply that it was a blunt object. Though considering how much my hand hurt after creating that crack, I’d rather avoid using that method to break the wall.

So, with that failure, I moved on to my next theory.

Without looking behind me, I began walking backward. This theory made me wonder if maybe this loop was one-sided and if I went back without looking at the path, I’d find my way back to the stairs. Hopefully finding an exit from there.

However, when I passed the crack on the wall I made earlier, it was clear this wasn’t working.

Scratching the back of my head, I finally gave in and decided it was about time to try the most contrived theory of the three.

As I mentioned earlier, I picked up an obsidian ring and brought it with me for no particular reason. But oddly enough, I felt like it might have something to do with the way out. Despite how stupidly convenient that would be, I figured it was worth a shot. So, I pulled the ring out of my pocket and slipped it onto my finger.

After that, I held it up and…nothing.

“Yeah. I figured as much. There’d never be something that convien-”

My sight was immediately blinded by a bright light coming from the ring and I had to shut my eyes tight. A few moments later the light faded and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing after I opened my eyes.

“Wah….Really!?”

As of now, I found myself standing outside the clock tower at the entrance.

Feeling dumbstruck, I recomposed myself a few moments later and let out an irritated sigh.

I know I shouldn’t complain about getting out of that situation, but that just felt way too easy and contrived to be the actual solution.

Then again, I was in a visual novel which love cliche twists like this so I really shouldn’t be that surprised.

Stretching out my arms, I felt a yawn escape my mouth and I began making my way to a nearby inn.

While in my room, I found myself pulling the compass out of my bag and looking it over. It appeared to be a normal compass in almost every way. But considering it never pointed north, I knew that wasn’t the case.

Plus, considering it was hidden away in a drawer, I highly doubt anyone would hide your normal every day compass in a place like that. So this had to be special. That I was certain of.

So, deciding to stop thinking about it for the night, I ordered a meal and ate it happily before dozing off into bed without a second thought.

Before I knew it, dawn came and I groggily crawled out of bed.

Putting on my clothes, I heard the sounds of footsteps in the streets and looked out my window to find soldiers roaming the streets as well as guarding the clock tower. Guess they figured out something got stolen.

Not wanting to get into any trouble, I stealthily snuck out of town and headed off with the compass in hand.

While I walked, I thought about the compass in my hand.

Since this compass is facing south instead of north, it’s probably safe to assume it has its own destination preset.

If that was the case, it was a pretty interesting device.

Pondering where it could possibly be leading, the image of the sky island flashed through my mind. That was the only plausible answer I could think of considering everything else up to this point.

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So, figuring it’d be best to follow the compass, I made sure I was all set to go and once I was done, I headed off toward the direction the compass was pointing.

Sadly, it didn’t take long to hit a roadblock as less than two hours after I started walking, I found myself standing in front of a giant blue ocean.

Reluctantly, I bought a boat in a nearby town and brought it to the water before hopping in and beginning to row.

This continued on for about an hour before my arms started getting tired. Showing that having an unathletic body really sucked.

Deciding to rest for a bit, I tried my best to get as comfortable as possible on the boat and closed my eyes.

I must’ve been more tired than I thought since before I knew it, I had passed out and by the time I woke up, I had a massive headache.

Trying to ignore it, I got back to rowing for another hour before collapsing on the boat and trying my best to capture my breath as my heartbeat rapidly thumped in my chest. This was gonna be a long journey ahead.

I continued rowing for another four hours when something suddenly hit me.

Wouldn’t it be faster just to use wind magic to propel myself forward?

Thinking that caused my movements to freeze in their tracks.

“Dammit! Why didn’t I think of that sooner!?” I screamed. Wailing my arms all over the place before collapsing into the boat.

Deciding to just let my body rest until I could move properly, I sat around until I was able to use my arms again. After that, I dipped them into the water.

“Wind Push.”

I instantly felt a breeze hit my face as the boat shot forward at an incredible speed. Feeling a sense of relief knowing the rest of the journey would be much easier, I continued moving across the water. Curious to see where this compass would lead me.

About eight hours later, I finally reached some land which led me to a fishing village.

Figuring it wouldn’t hurt, I stocked up on supplies and food hoping I got enough to complete the rest of my journey.

After that, I stayed at the village inn before continuing my journey once more.

Before I knew it, six months passed and after taking multiple pit stops, as well as getting a bit sidetracked, I eventually found myself where I am now.

With only four months to spare, it was all I could hope for to reach wherever this compass was taking me. But with how things are going right now, I’m getting kinda sick of all this.

“Haaah. It feels like I’ve already traveled halfway around the world. Just how far is this thing?” I grumbled while trudging forward. My eyes kept on the compass the entire time.

“...Huh?”

With my legs being absolutely exhausted, I watched as the compass began acting a bit strange as it immediately shifted and suddenly moved backward. Indicating I passed wherever I was supposed to go.

“Wait…does this mean-!?”

Taking a few steps back, the compass began to stop moving little by little before coming to a halt when I was standing in the middle of an empty grass field.

“Is this the place I’m looking for?”

Looking around curiously, I tried searching for something that could help clarify this. However, there didn’t appear to be anything nearby.

That could only mean one thing.

“Do I…have to dig?”

I glanced at the ground below me.

That was all I could really think of at this point, so it had to be it…right?

Letting out a sigh, I rubbed my eyes.

“I really need to buy a shovel at some point,” I muttered before chanting a spell that slowly opened up the ground little by little.

After Seven hours of digging, along with many breaks to escape the heat of the sun, I hit something metal that wouldn’t allow me to dig any further.

Excited to find out what it was, I crawled down the hole and landed on a strange metal plate.

Not wanting to waste any time, I used fire magic to melt the metal and after ten minutes I managed to create a decently sized hole.

Slipping inside, I landed on the ground and I took a look around to find out where this compass had led me. Though, to my surprise, I found I was standing in some kind of hallway made of iron so clean that you’d think it was polished recently.

It was honestly a bit weird. But even so, I knew I wouldn’t get anywhere standing around so I began walking down the hall. Curious as to where it would lead me.

About five minutes of walking later, I reached the end of the hallway. Though that wasn’t important. What was important was where the hallways had brought me.

“Is this…some kinda control station?”

Making my way inside, I appeared to be standing in a room that looked like it belonged to some space-action movie instead of a medieval fantasy dating sim.

Unable to hold back my curiosity, I immediately began exploring the room with a sparkle in my eye. This was so cool!

My attention was first brought to the front of the room.

“A real commander's chair! It looks so cushiony!”

Beep

Next, it was brought to a small break area.

“Is this a snack station!? Wait a minute…dang. It’s all spoiled.

Beep

Even the floor was interesting to look at.

“Whoa! This floor’s so shiny!”

Beep

Okay. That sound was getting on my nerves.

“Would that beeping sound just shut up for a second!?”

I stopped marveling at the awesome-looking room as the sound of an alarm ringing entered my ear. It was ruining my fun.

Click

Just then I heard a metallic click from behind me and I turned around to find a hole opening in the ceiling.

“What the fu-!”

Boom!

A loud crash echoed throughout the room as a strange metal machine dropped from the ceiling onto the ground below.

I brought my gaze to the top of some kind of metal giant with a purple lens for an eye.

“Intruder confirmed. Fight Mode Engaged.”

“Wha-!?”

I barely managed to dodge out of the way as a claw of some sort came flying at me. No way. No way in hell is this what I think it is!

“Recalculating directory. Target’s location reidentified.”

The giant hunk of metal turned to me and aimed out its claw once more.

“Wind Jump!”

Pushing myself into the air, I got a good look at the enemy in front of me. As I stared at it, only one thought came to my mind.

“Why the hell is a freakin battle robot in this dating sim!?”

The robot immediately readjusted its claw toward me as I began falling to the ground.

“Wind Jump!”

Pushing myself out of the way, I landed on the ground before letting out a groan of frustration.

“Recalculating Directory. Reidentifiying Targets Location.”

That robot’s voice was really starting to get on my nerves.

The best way to defeat a robot would be its core. The most likely location for said core on a robot such as this would commonly be in either its eye or chest.

So if this was the actual case, I had a one-in-two chance unless I somehow found a way to attack both without dying in the process.

“Recalculating Directory. Target’s location reidentified.”

“Would you just shut up!?”

Starting to grow annoyed more than scared, I gripped the blade tied to the belt on my waist before drawing it from its scabbard and looking at the robot’s singular eye.

Naturally, I wasn’t very good with a sword due to my lack of physical strength. However-

“-that doesn’t mean I can be beaten that easily!”

I pressed my feet into the ground.

“Wind Boost!”

My whole body thrust forward as I dashed at the robot as fast as I could go.

“Speed ability has been altered. Adapting to new speeds.”

“Huh?”

As soon as I began to pick up speed, the robot shot its claws at me once more.

“Wah!? That’s not fair!”

Barley dodging the robot’s claws once more, I began running ideas through my head.

Solution one: change my way of fighting in order to confuse it. Solution two: push my sword forward with wind magic till it hits one of the two possible weak points, solution three: give up and accept my death.

I really didn’t like solution three, so I figured it’d be best to try the two other idea’s first.

Attempting solution one, I ducked under the robot’s claw and tried altering my speed by turning my wind magic on and off over and over in hopes of keeping the robot on its…non-existent toes as its body was jammed into the ground.

I continued to keep up the pace and the robot just stared at me as I drew closer.

“Calculating movements. Pattern noticed. Changing speed.”

“What!?”

I was going at this completely randomly! How could it possibly calculate the speeds I was traveling at!?

In an instant, I felt the robot's claw next to my face.

“Wind Jump!”

I shot back and nearly crashed into the wall as I narrowly avoided getting crushed.

Geez How am I supposed to beat something that predicts movements even I couldn’t keep up with?

Solution two would probably be the best course of action.

“Haah. Guess I might as well try it,” I said while preparing my attack.

Pulling my sword from the scabbard, I pointed it at the robot's face.

““Recalculating directory. Target’s location reidentified.”

The robot turned its claw in my direction.

“This had better work!” I pleaded as I felt my grip loosen on my sword.

“Wind Boost!”

I thrust the sword at the robot and it sailed through the sky at rapid speed. Thanks to the calculations my expanded thinking did, I knew it was gonna hit its mark.

And just as predicted, the sword slammed right into the robot’s eye with a loud smash.

As it hit, the robot seemed to have a hard time understanding what had happened.

“Error…Error… miscalculation. Attempting to fix…failure. Error…Error.”

Sparks flew out of the robot’s body. Looks like the core really was its eye.

I backed away as sparks continued flying from the robot’s body and the smell of smoke entered the room.

After another moment, the robot’s whole body appeared to have shut down and its arms fell limply to its sides.

With that, it was over. The room was quiet and I found myself continuously taking in several deep breaths before collapsing to the ground myself. Completely exhausted.

I laid there for almost ten minutes before I shakely got up onto my feet and walked to the front of the room.

Not wanting to stretch my feet too much, I plopped myself down in the main commander's seat and let out a breath of relief.

“What the heck was up with that robot?” I asked as I struggled to catch my breath.

Not wanting to let the chance to relax go to waste, I leaned even deeper in the chair and didn’t even notice my hand slide onto a panel on the seat's right armrest.

“New name registered. Palm recognition identified.”

“Gah!”

I jumped at the sound of a familiar robotic voice. Oddly enough though, the voice sounded a little more feminine than before.

“Who’s there?”

Feeling my voice coming back to me, I asked that question while continuing to look around.

“Searching Data Base. My Apologies. There is no answer to the question you’ve asked Master.”

“Master?”

Sitting up in the seat, I rested my head on the back of the seat.

Perhaps the better question would be to ask what is speaking to me.

Yeah. Maybe it’s just a wording thing.

“Let me rephrase that. What is speaking to me right now?”

“Searching Data Base. Answer Found. The one you are speaking to is the main computer system running throughout this entire ship.”

I see. So it’s like the ships speaking to me.

“Alright then. Why did you call me master before?”

“Searching Data Base. Answer Found. As you have cleared the control rooms challenge, you have been granted authority of the island.”

“Control rooms challenge? Island?”

What was this thing talking about?

“Was that control room challenge the robot I faced just now?”

“Searching Data Base. Answer Found. Indeed. As you have completed this challenge, it is safe to assume you defeated the other challenges this island forced upon you as well. As such, you are worthy of owning this island.”

…Other challenges?

Come to think of it, that tunnel did go both left and right. Did this mean I completely skipped the other ninety percent of this challenge because I went right!?

“Are you well Master? You appear quite pale.”

“Er…Y-Yeah. I’m fine. Just reflecting on how hard all those challenges were haha.”

Crap. If any of those challenges were as physically exhausting as this one, I don’t think I ever would’ve made it here. It’s probably best this computer never finds out about that.

“A-Anways, does that mean since I was accepted as your master I have full control of the challenges in case any might still be intact?”

“Searching Data Base. Answer Found. Indeed. You now have full control of the island.”

There’s the mention of an island again.

“Um…if I may ask, what do you mean by me having full control of the island?”

“Searching Data Base. Answer Found. It is just as I said. You now own this entire island and have the choice to do whatever it is you wish with it.”

“Um…I see.”

Still not being able to wrap my head around what this weird voice was saying, I let out a sigh.

“Question. Master, do you wish to ascend from the earth?”

“Hm? Yeah. Sure. Whatever.”

I’d answered without thinking, but I immediately snapped back to reality when a low rumbling sensation shook under my feet.

“What the-!?”

“Notice. The island would be finished resurfacing in five minutes.”

What is that computer talking about!?

As I thought that, several screens appeared in front of me that appeared to be cameras of some kind.

Two minutes passed before anything began to show. But as soon as they did, I noticed several chunks of dirt rising from above the camera’s vision and everything started to clear up.

Outside, I noticed an all too familiar sky and my eyes widened in surprise.

“Wait a minute. Are we doing what I think we’re doing!?”

Staring at one of the screens, I saw white fluffy clouds getting closer and closer by the minute.

“Holy crap! We’re flying!”

After another three minutes, the rumbling finally stopped and a giant screen that acted like a window appeared in front of the ship which gave me a clear view of what was in front of me.

This was just way too much to take in at once.

Before I knew it, I’d found a mode of transportation as well as a whole island under my command. Life really was full of surprises.

A few days later, news spread out throughout the world that a brand new flying island had emerged thanks to the findings of a single fourth-rank adventurer who went by the name of Axel Savoncho. It spread so fast, it wasn’t a surprise that a man who looked to be around his sixties found himself reading about it on the newspaper lying on his desk.

As he gave the slightest of grins upon seeing the news, a young man with silver hair burst into his room.

“Sir! Have you heard the news!?”

As the young man asked that, he looked down at the newspaper in front of the man which gave him his answer.

“Indeed I have young Iwaru. It appears quite the interesting individual has appeared before us.”

“Yes sir. What do you want to do sir?”

The man put his hand to his chin and thought to himself for a moment before answering.

“Let me ask you. How old is this adventurer?”

“I believe he’s around the age of fifteen sir. Although he’ll more than likely be turning sixteen before long according to his adventurer registry.”

“I see. Then that’s perfect. Get me some paper. I’d like to send a message to this Axel Savoncho. He’s clearly someone worth nurturing.”

“Right away sir!”

The boy named Iwaru left the room without a second's hesitation and the man down in his comfy office chair before laying back while facing his giant window.

“An adventurer who accomplished something even the richest nobles couldn’t. Someone worth nurturing indeed.”

With that, the man turned his chair back around and went back to reading the newspaper on his desk.

Two weeks after I came into possession of my island, a bird came and delivered my normal newspaper. I was just glad the island had enough valuable things for me to sell that I not only had enough to buy food that would last me a good while, but also let me pay for the weekly newspaper rather than having to snatch one when I got the chance.

Oddly enough though, today the bird not only handed me my newspaper, but a strange letter as well.

It was sealed with an expensive-looking envelope and had a strange stamp on the side.

Waving the bird goodbye, I turned around as I looked at the letter curiously.

“What is that you have in your hand Master?

“It seems like some sort of letter. Though I don’t know how someone could get the address to a floating island.”

“I see. I hope it is nothing bad.”

“Geez. Don’t be so negative Sirin.”

Since I’ve had no one but the computer to talk to over the last two weeks, I’ve been slowly helping the computer speak more fluently. Why? Because I was bored.

I also ended up giving it the name Sirin since that name wasn’t too far off from the name used for the searching tool phones used back in my old world.

But leaving that be for now, I opened up and letter and took a look inside.

What did I find? Nothing much. Just a neatly folded paper inside. Some kind of message more than likely.

Unfolding the paper, I saw a message written on down and began reading it in my head.

As I continued doing so, my eyes grew wider and wider while a smile began creaking onto my face. This was it. What I’d been searching for. It was finally time!

“Let’s freaking go!” I shouted with my voice full of excitement.

“Master?”

Sirin didn’t seem to understand why I was so thrilled, but that didn’t matter in the slightest.

“Just you wait harem life! I’m coming for you!”

A few months later, I found myself standing in front of the prestigious High School of Magic and Swordsmanship. The school I’d been aiming to attend for the last six years.

Looking at my surroundings, I’d already noticed three of the five heroines moving about I couldn’t help but feel giddy when seeing them.

A few people were looking at me weirdly, but that wasn’t important. After all, I’d officially made my way in and it was time for me to take what I rightfully deserved.

No matter what got in my way, no matter how many trials I had to overcome, I was going to make those heroines my own!

So with that, my long and tedious quest to create a harem at the High School of Magic and Swordsmanship had officially begun. Little did I know, however, that my entire life would soon be flipped completely on its head.