My dreams were always nightmares.
And today was no different.
The statue of Goddess Lilia suddenly transford into a giant woman, charging at and snatching up.
"No!! I restored your temple!! I found the elixir source for you!! I healed the sick!! I saved the empire!! I did everything!!"
Despite my screams, Goddess Lilia only sneered at with a wicked grin.
"And what the fuck is this 'Saint Fraud' bullshit, you little bastard?"
"Aaaaah!!"
I was lifted up and thrown straight into hell.
At this point, it wasn't even surprising anymore. This nightmare was nothing new.
But today… today was a little different.
As I was plumting into hell—
Suddenly, a massive figure appeared and saved .
The guy looked…
Absolutely fucking jacked.
That figure.
Gigachad?!
It’s fucking Gigachad!!
"Sainty-boy, what are you so scared of?"
At his words, all my pent-up emotions exploded, and I started bawling.
"I'm scared of going to hell, Gigachad! I don’t wanna live like this! This isn't the isekai life I imagined!!"
Gigachad chuckled.
"Then what kind of isekai life do you want? Spill it all, Sainty-boy."
The isekai life I wanted…
"I wanted to be a goddamn harem king. If you get isekai’d, it's gotta be a harem!!"
"Agreed. If you're in another world, a harem is the way to go. The most manly path."
"I also wanted to be an absolute beast in fights, you know, fucking unstoppable... Wait, what? Yeah! That’s the kind of person I wanted to be!! Not so pathetic coward who's scared of falling into hell!!"
I wanted to be like one of those black-haired foreigners who got isekai’d and thrived.
I wanted to be living the dream, married to my wives, practicing ultimate techniques like Boongjoo Boongjoo Cheonmashin-gong...
That’s the life I fucking wanted!!
As I sobbed and confessed my desires, Gigachad suddenly clicked his tongue.
"You dumbass. Sainty-boy. Then just fucking live like that."
With a snap of his fingers, three won erged from the ground.
Ione and Alne.
And Erfa.
Ah.
Erfa.
Every ti I see those four arms, it turns the fuck on.
So many possibilities. So many things those hands could do.
And look at Ione and Alne!
Two absolutely stunning won!
Double the pleasure!!
I want them.
If there’s one thing I despise the most in this world, it’s limp-dicked bastards.
The kind of dipshits who get confessed to by a heroine and go, "Eh? Nan datte?" acting like they didn't hear shit.
That is the worst.
The most frustrating.
The most fucking infuriating thing in the world!!
I am not one of those spineless fucks.
I want this.
I want them.
I want to do it with all three of them!!
"Then just do it, Sainty-boy!"
"You don’t understand, Gigachad."
I shook my head, tears welling up again.
"The goddess said she’s throwing into hell. She said I’d die by the hands of the people I love. My ending is set in stone—it’s a bad ending. How… how can I accept their feelings knowing that? Should I just drag them down with into misery?"
As I murmured despairingly, Gigachad’s expression darkened.
"You fucking idiot!! Listen up, Sainty-boy!!"
Gigachad grabbed and pulled right up to his face.
And then—
His voice changed.
It was the sa voice I heard when the God of the Future, Lufiel, gave that prophecy.
With the voice of a god, Gigachad spoke to .
[Go and take those won!! Make them yours with your own hands!! They’re practically throwing themselves at you!! If you make a move, they’re yours!!]
"That’s not the problem!! They’ll be miserable!!"
At my protest, Gigachad’s voice bood even louder.
[You brain-dead dumbfuck!! She’s the Goddess of Grace!! The very goddess whose scripture is all about healing people for free and protecting the weak!! And you seriously think that she would send you, soone who follows her ideals better than anyone, to hell?! Does that make any fucking sense?!]
"But, but!..."
[Have you ever considered that you might have misunderstood the prophecy?! That maybe, because you’re a pussy-ass coward, you assud the worst possible interpretation?!]
That would be ideal.
But…
"But what if my interpretation is right?! What if I really am dood?!"
[Jesus Christ, you’re hopeless!! JUST FUCKING ASK HER!! Ask the damn goddess if your interpretation is right or wrong!! Before thinking about running away, maybe TRY FUCKING ASKING FIRST, SAINTY-BOY!!]
Asking the goddess directly.
It’s not like I hadn’t thought of it before.
But there was a reason I hadn’t done it until now.
My fists clenched tightly.
"If I ask the goddess, and she officially confirms that my interpretation is right… What then, Gigachad? What the fuck am I supposed to do then? I wouldn’t be able to go on. That’s too fucking terrifying."
Gigachad gave the most Gigachad answer possible.
[Even if your interpretation is correct! You should be figuring out how to fucking overco it with your determination and grit, not sitting around whining like a pussy!! If you want to be a harem king, then put in the fucking work, SAINTY-BOY!!]
At that, I chuckled.
Yeah.
Gigachad was right.
But "effort," huh?
Can effort really stand up to a divine being that wants to obliterate ?
No matter how I look at it…
It seems impossible.
Determination and grit are for when you're facing an opponent you can fight.
Not a god.
Gigachad.
"Thanks for the pep talk, Gigachad. But still… I don’t think I can accept their feelings. I just can’t..."
[You dense motherfucker. I KNEW you’d say that. You overly kind, ridiculously naive, fucking idiot of a sheep. That’s why… I ca prepared!!]
"What… What the hell are you doing, Gigachad?!"
Gigachad lifted up.
He grinned at .
[Don’t worry, Sainty-boy. This is all for your sake.]
"What the hell are you planning?! Why are you doing this?!"
[You have a long road ahead of you. So right now, you need to rest. You need to relax and be happy, so that when the heavier trials co, you’ll be strong enough to face them.]
And then—Gigachad threw in front of the three won.
His voice changed again.
[So do as I command, Saint Amayel.]
I felt it in my bones.
The being that placed in front of them was not Gigachad.
The voice. The atmosphere.
This was soone else entirely.
Fucking creepy.
Who the hell are you, and why are you appearing in my dream?!
"Wh… Who the hell are you—"
[Just fuck them already. That’s the only way a coward like you is ever getting laid.]
And with that, Gigachad vanished.
Leaving surrounded—
By three naked won.
Oh, fuck.
This escalated way too fast.
The twin princesses clung to my arms.
And Erfa was already on top of , docking into position.
Holy shit.
This is way too vivid for a dream...
Wait a minute.
Is this even a dream?
This feels way too fucking real.
No.
No, this isn’t a dream.
This is REALITY.
[Skill: Body Reconstruction activated!]
The alcohol haze disappeared.
My mind, which had been drifting between dreams and reality, snapped back to my body instantly.
And then—
"Wa-WAIT!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!!"
I shot up like a bullet.
***
The three won sat on the bed, barely covering themselves with the sheets, watching anxiously.
I buried my face in my hands, letting out a dumbfounded laugh.
Wow.
Getting drunk and taking advantage of ?
This was the kind of thing you’d only see on so sob story site.
And yet, here I was, experiencing it firsthand.
Should I be happy?
Or should I be pissed?
I wasn’t sure.
After carefully choosing my words, I looked at the three of them and asked,
"First things first. Why? Why the hell did you do this?"
Erfa hesitated, glancing at nervously before speaking.
"Are… are you angry?"
I wasn’t sure.
I needed to hear their explanation first.
"Just tell why. I want to hear it from you."
At my words, Ione and Alne carefully began to explain.
The dream they had.
The conversation with Erfa.
And their plan—to get drunk and have their way with while I was asleep.
By the ti they finished explaining, my head was spinning with conflicting thoughts.
Three won.
Won I already had feelings for.
And they had already agreed among themselves to form a harem around .
What kind of ridiculous situation was this?
Just as Gigachad had shouted at before—
All I had to do was go for it.
Hell, they’d even committed a cri trying to pull this off, which technically put in a position of power here.
This was a perfect setup.
But…
["You will die at the hands of those who love you."]
I was scared.
Scared that they’d end up suffering because of .
"In the end, it’s a pathetic excuse, but… we thought you’d never accept us," Alne admitted. "You’d refuse, no matter what, thinking we might get hurt if we stayed by your side."
Yeah.
That’s exactly why I was hesitating even now.
"We thought about how we could get you to open up. And this was the only way we could think of."
"If we didn’t do sothing drastic, you’d just keep carrying all that weight alone until you finally collapsed."
That was true too.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out myself.
Maybe, just like in their dream, I would’ve broken down eventually.
Yeah.
They were right about everything.
But still, getting drunk and taking advantage of ?
"Do you even realize how fucked up this is?" I sighed. "You’re trying to justify it, but at the end of the day, it was for your own sake. You got drunk and tried to pull sothing while I was asleep. That’s seriously ssed up. It’s a cri."
The three of them lowered their heads.
They didn’t say a word.
Just sat there, looking guilty as hell.
I could see the choices laid out in front of .
If this were a real eroge, two options would pop up:
1.
"You disgusting rapist bitches! I saved your lives, and this is how you repay ?! Get the fuck out of my sight! I never want to see you again!!"
This choice would imdiately trigger a regret, tragedy, and obsession storyline.
2.
Accept their feelings and beco the Harem King.
For a brief mont, I weighed my options.
I wasn’t thinking about my own happiness.
I was thinking about whether they’d really be okay.
I turned my gaze toward the goddess’s statue.
As always, it smiled at with that gentle, benevolent expression.
The Goddess of Grace, Lilia.
I’d always been afraid of her.
I had never once tried to have a real conversation with her.
Was Gigachad right?
Or was I?
No one knew.
I clenched my fists.
Alright.
If I kept hesitating like this, I really would end up breaking like in their dream.
I should follow Gigachad’s advice.
I’ll talk to the goddess properly.
And if she does confirm that my interpretation of the prophecy is correct…
Then I don’t know if effort and determination will be enough, but…
I’ll do everything I can to change my fate.
With that decision made, I turned back to the three won.
"You know," I sighed, "you three are unbelievably selfish."
Their faces crumbled.
"We’re sorry…"
They choked out an apology, tears welling up in their eyes.
They clenched their fists tightly, shaking.
"We won’t ask for forgiveness. We just… we just didn’t want you to fall apart."
"We didn’t want that nightmare to beco real."
"We’re sorry, Saint."
This was the classic setup for the repentant love interests in a tragic romance.
But I—
I didn’t want that.
I didn’t want so sad, self-destructive revenge plot.
I wanted sothing else.
I wanted a goddamn harem.
"But you know," I sighed, "I’m really selfish too."
Their eyes widened.
I scratched the back of my head.
"You’ll regret this. If you love , you might end up regretting it."
The goddess might turn out to be an absolute bitch and tell :
"Yep. Your prophecy interpretation is 100% correct. You’ll be burned at the stake by my followers and sent straight to hell. GG."
And in that case, I’d have no choice but to run.
I’d have taken everything from them, only to abandon them.
"It doesn’t matter."
"You might suffer."
In the worst case scenario—
The entire world might turn against .
If they chose to stay by my side instead of running…
They’d lose everything.
Everything they’d ever had.
They might even die.
"As long as we have you, that’s enough."
"People might try to kill ."
I let out a bitter laugh.
I really didn’t want this to end badly.
I truly, honestly hoped it wouldn’t.
"The whole world might hate . Because of that, you who are with might get hurt. You might have to give up everything you've enjoyed up until now. In the worst case... you might die."
They had acted selfishly.
They didn’t ask for my consent and tried to take advantage of .
But I am also selfish.
Knowing full well that there’s a possibility they might beco unhappy,
I still wanted to be happy with them.
"I like you too. But I'm scared you might get hurt. And yet, I hope you'd love ."
To embrace and comfort , to create happy mories together.
"Selfish, right? This is the kind of man you love."
Now I was the one gauging their reaction.
"Do you still want to love ?"
No words ca back in response.
The three won rushed toward .
They embraced tightly.
"Whatever happens, we will never regret loving you."
"We love you."
"If there are hard and painful tis, talk to us, Saint. We'll do our best to help. We won't let you face a miserable ending. Never."
My hands trembled.
Until the very end,
I had hesitated for a long ti.
But then I made up my mind.
Gigachad.
Thank you.
I'll take your advice.
Besides, with the board set up like this, if I back out now, damn.
I'd have to cut it off.
I embraced the three won.
"I love you."
At my words, they pressed themselves even more firmly against my body.
My son would say, "Dad!! This is just like your favorite uncensored big-titty situation! Isn't it the right ti for to take action, huh?"
So I gave my son the OK command.
Yes.
I won't hesitate any longer.
I'll have that talk with the goddess.
I'm going to be happy with the won I love.
How long should I live in fear and anxiety?
The statue of the Goddess of Grace on the wall smiled benevolently at as always.
I smiled back at her.
Faith?
I’ll keep it.
Good deeds?
I’ll do them.
So please make happy.
I'm confident I can do more in the future, so please…
All I want is a simple thing.
Let live happily with the won I love.
***
That night, for the first ti, I got to fully utilize my skills.
Shared Sensory Perception.
Four Arms.
Holy fuck.
It was glorious.
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