Reborn As Noble

The next morning.

The soft blue hue of early light crept faintly across the curtains, but the room itself remained dim, lit only by a single magic crystal lamp mounted near the wall. It glowed gently, its low warmth perfect for resting hours.

Javier stirred beneath the thick blanket, blinking slowly.

His gaze drifted up toward the ceiling for a few quiet moments… then shifted to his right.

Liana was there, fast asleep, her arms gently wrapped around him.

Her breathing was steady, warm against his side, and her expression relaxed in a way that made her look both innocent and serene.

He turned his head slowly to the left.

Gloria lay there without her glasses, her face surprisingly soft without that calm, composed mask she always wore. She was cuddled against him too, her hands resting lightly against his chest as if instinctively drawn to his warmth during the night.

Both of them…

Too beautiful.

Javier smiled softly.

He leaned in and gently kissed each of their foreheads.

A little reward for staying with me…

But then, without warning, Liana's grip tightened.

Boing.

His eyes twitched.

He looked down.

Oho…?

His brain immediately shifted into pervert mode.

And just as he was about to recover, Gloria moved as well, her body snuggling in closer, chest pressing softly against his left arm.

Boing~

A wide, villainous grin spread across Javier's face.

Hehehehe… I love this… I LOVE this!

He gently pulled them both closer into his arms, burying his face between their heads.

Trying his best not to laugh too loudly like a third-rate dating sim villain, Javier bit his lip and trembled slightly with joy.

This is it… this is what I fought for… what I suffered for… what I survived for!

Javier turned fully to his right, a mischievous grin forming on his lips.

Alright... Liana first. Ehehehe~

He hugged her tightly, his arms wrapping around her slender waist with practiced affection. Then, with a soft murmur under his breath, he leaned in and kissed her cheek.

His hand, however… wandered.

Gently.

Boldly.

Curiously.

Liana stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She blinked once, then glanced down, only to find Javier's hand resting… comfortably on her chest.

Her gaze lifted slowly to meet his.

She whispered, her voice low and a little tired.

"…What are you doing, young master?"

"Ehehe~ Nothing~" Javier replied, eyes half-lidded, lips curling like a criminal caught red-handed but still proud of the crime.

Liana let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes again.

"Just don't overdo it…"

Ohhhh!?

She said it! She really said it! Permission acquired!

Javier's mind exploded with fanfare.

The size! The softness! The texture! Liana's amazing!

He carefully adjusted his grip, savoring the moment like a gourmet chef handling the rarest of ingredients.

This must be the legendary Divine Silk Fruit!

Liana twitched slightly, then murmured again with a sleepy frown.

"…Don't narrate it in your head like that."

Javier froze.

He quickly moved to hug her tight again, burying his face in her hair with a sheepish laugh.

Hehehe… let's not leave Gloria out of this. After all, she has the biggest one!

Javier's grin widened with pure mischief as he turned to his left, heart pounding in anticipation.

His hand moved carefully, inching across the blanket until his palm found its way to Gloria's chest.

His fingers pressed gently.

Ehehehe… time to feel the biggest melon among all six… No, among all future wives! Well..Liana still the best even if she rank number two in size.

Lets not waiting for it. Here it comes!

As Javier's hand rested against Gloria, her body stirred. She let out a sleepy, almost musical sigh, a soft smile playing at her lips.

"Mmm~ Pervert…" she whispered, barely opening her eyes, but there was no hint of annoyance.

Javier's mind went wild.

Uooohhh! What is this?! The feeling's totally different! So soft, but so bouncy… Firm in just the right way… Yummy yum yum!

He squeezed its gently, savoring the plush texture.

This… This is heaven. This is what all those stories never get right.

squish, squish…

Oh! The density! The perfect shape!

His grin reaching ear to ear.

Then.

A sharp sting hit him in the back, and he winced, glancing over his shoulder.

Liana, half-awake but definitely not letting him off the hook, was glaring at him, fingers ready for another pinch.

"How long are you going to focus on Gloria alone?" she whispered, her tone flat but her eyes clearly saying, Don't forget your place, young master.

Javier's grin only grew more sheepish.

Before Javier could turn back to Liana, ready to divert his "affections" and escape Liana's pinch-revenge, something made his skin crawl.

He sensed it.

That ominous pressure.

That gentle, yet suffocating presence of doom wrapped in elegance.

Slowly… he turned his gaze forward.

"My~, my son has truly grown…" Francesca said, resting her cheek against her hand. Her voice was as graceful, warm, slow, but sharp like silk drawn over a blade.

"Now turning into a proper little pervert, are we?"

Beside her stood Erisa, expression unreadable as always, but the faint twitch in her lip betrayed amusement. Her arms were crossed, posture relaxed yet alert, like a loyal knight watching a prince dig his own grave.

Javier's heart skipped.

"A-Ah! E-Est… Esteemed Mother!"

He bowed his head slightly, trying to hide the panic in his expression. Liana and Gloria quickly adjusted themselves under the covers, eyes wide and cheeks flushed.

Francesca's gaze, however, didn't shift.

Still seated, legs crossed, her fingers gently tapped the armrest of the chair.

"I always knew you'd be charming with women… but I didn't expect to walk in on this so early in the morning. With both of them in your bed? And your hands… oh my, how busy they were~"

"M-Mother! This—this isn't—!" Javier stammered, but he knew, there was no escaping this.

She smiled serenely.

"You can explain it all at breakfast, dear," she said, rising slowly with that same noble grace.

"Erisa, please remind me to prepare a lecture. Clearly… we've failed to discipline this child properly."

"Yes, my lady," Erisa replied softly.

She turned toward the door, Erisa following behind, but not before giving Javier a subtle thumbs-up behind Francesca's back.

The door closed softly.

Silence returned.

Javier collapsed onto the bed, face red, breath heavy.

"...I'm so dead."

( End Of Chapter )