First member of the harem?

The cute girl was someone very familiar to the original Lock.

Harold unconsciously touched his bare chest, and the girl's appearance, smile, even cries, and the memories they spent together were just like yesterday.

Standing in his stark naked body like the most confident man in the world, he continued to recall more fragments of memories, but it was not definitely not a good idea to stand there naked in front of a girl.

The cute girl in front of him froze in place, and her delicate hands covered her face which was as red as a tomato. Even under her efforts to cover her sight, Lock could see her eyes that had went round so big.

"You…Why? Wh—aaat? Why are you naked!?"

She posed an incoherent question before she finally turned her back in embarrassment.

"…" Using his bare hands, Lock instantly covered his private parts in shame.

"Why are you naked? I ask."

The girl asked again but now in a somewhat calm and threatening tone.

"Didn't you see me coming out of the bathroom? Of course I took a bath!"

Lock quickly retorted, definitely wanting to wear some clothes now.

With her back turned to him, the girl continued to speak. "Who would open every door in his house when they are taking a bath? Your name's Lock, but you didn't even lock anything! I thought you left the shower on."

Lock was in no mood to quarrel or the time to refute jokes. With her body fully exposed to someone, and even to a girl, was definitely a little embarrassing. Even he, who was a prince, had never been in this kind of situation.

"You should have closed the door, idiot!" she shouted once again.

'…Aissh!!'

Lock definitely wanted to wear his clothes now, but the girl was blocking the path to where his academy uniform was resting on. '

Should I just shove her to the side?' Lock thought while he stared at the academy uniform in the living room.

With her usual habits in place, he was used to having one large room by himself. Even if he was to run around naked in his royal chamber, no one will definitely get in like the cute girl just did. It was because of this very fact that his clothes were placed far away from the bathroom since he was used to it. He couldn't help that he was reincarnated as a poor person living in a small dirty room.

Drip, Drip

Lock looked down the floor where tiny paddles of water had already been created.

'Oh God.' He sighed. He got irritated and uncomfortable while the dirty water from the floor flowed downwards to his calves and ankles. However, he knew it was definitely not the right time to wash up again.

The cute girl heard no actions and grew suspicious. Her imaginations were tricking her that the naked boy in front of him was doing something weird.

"Wh—what are you doing? Did you become a pervert now? Wear anything!" the girl said once again.

'I should shove her.' Lock thought.

"… What are you thinking? Put your clothes on now!"

"… I won't." Lock protested and his response made Malie to unconsciously open her eyes.

"You won't? What do you mean—"

Before she could finish his question, Lock answered and hissed behind his teeth, "My clothes are there. You're blocking my way, you know."

"…Huh?"

She noticed a uniform of the academy in the living area and she was blocking the pathway. Feeling bad, she stepped to the side embarrassedly with her eyes remaining closed.

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Moments later, Lock finished wearing his uniform.

"Even without looking at a mirror, I do not look bad at all." He mumbled.

His new form was at least manly looking. However, when he imagined the future of his original body wearing this uniform, the exact words would be 'impeccably gorgeous'.

'No! Words were merely restrictions to my truly genuine appearance!'

After wearing the uniform, he subconsciously glanced at the cute girl, who still had her eyes closed. She was also wearing her uniform and she looked as cute as in he could remember.

'Hm, now that I reincarnated. Is she the first member of my harem?' Lock thought, and laughed.

Lock could remember this cute girl. Her name was Malie Rivers. She was her childhood friend.

'What is this feeling?'

Suddenly, he grew bewildered while looking at Malie covering her eyes with her hands, a picture he couldn't help but find adorable and charming.

Dugun! Dugun!

He was subconsciously getting drawn towards the charm of the adorable older sister. He had seen many beautiful older sisters in the royal palace and he expected to marry a beautiful princess as well. In fact, he already got candidates in his memories.

So never, ever had he had any lack of beauty!

In reality, he also felt that his original visuals alone were top-notch and vastly superior. The maids usually caught him in the palace staring in a mirror admiring his face. His visual standards were so high that he thought no one could ever make the cut.

He also thought that he was even more beautiful than most of the women he saw. One time, he even reprimanded himself that he should lower his standards. But strangely, his heart was now pounding crazily. A strange wave of unknown heat was invading his entire system.

"Are you…finished?" Malie's pleasant voice said.

Little by little, Lock's footsteps went up close to her face.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

The needles of the small clock in the room spun around. It blended with the quietness until it turned to 7: 15 AM.

At this moment, the boy was now staring far too close in the girl's face that she suddenly could hear someone breathing next to her face. After that moment of disturbing silence, the girl opened her eyes and her fine platinum brows twitched angrily.

"I thought something is strange, and here you are, are you trying to kiss me?"

From the day she had lived in the academy, she had no shortage of experience being stared at by the opposite sex. But no boy had ever been this close to her.

She narrowed her eyes and glared at the boy staring at her with an innocent expression. All of her embarrassment went away instantly and something inside her forced her legs to kick the boy's crotch the best she could.

"Ah!!! O--oh shit!"

Lock felt the pain sink deep all the way to his nervous system. Due to the pain, he started jumping and collapsed in his knees as he struggled for air and control over his body.

"Have you had enough?" Malie snorted.

Lock continued to crawl hard on the ground and apologized. "Sorry."

He could only mumble weakly.

"Oh? You can say sorry now? That's an improvement, don't you think?" Malie asked sarcastically.

Lock thought hard and asked her with his brilliant smile, "You think so, too?"

Malie stepped closer, as an angry vein popped out of her pale forehead.

Lock was terrified, so he subconsciously lowered his gaze. But Malie crossed her arms over her ample chest and cast an observing gaze down on him.

"You're wearing a uniform, huh. Then are you… really going now…" There was a pause before she added another with a weak tone, "You won't be an idiot anymore?"

When he heard Malie's voice suddenly turn weak, Lock slowly lifted his head to face her. When he saw her expression, he knew she was asking seriously.

He stared at her blue irises as it took him from one memory to another. The memories were resurfacing in forms of countless mirrors swimming in a dimensional galaxy-like way.

Then, in one mirror, he saw the original Lock's dead eyes glaring at someone. He started yelling at Malie right in this very room. They were fighting and the original Lock told her to never approach him again. That they should forget anything between them.

Back then Malie's blue irises were full of sorrow.

Remembering this, Lock stood up, and neared the cute girl before embracing her.

"I'm sorry."