Getting reborn: I will make a harem this time.

The morning, next day.

I woke up, feeling all relaxed. I looked beside me, but mother had already gone.

I got down from the bed, still naked because we continued our sessions even after that.

I stretched my body. My bones cracked with that.

I looked at the mirror, my hairs were all messy, but u still looked good.

I indeed had good genetics.

I then walked inside the bathroom and took the bath. It indeed became a habit of mine.

After the quick shower, I dried up and walked out to the room again.

I then wore the dress that mother had picked for me.

They were a close fit. I looked at myself again, and damn it have to say, I do look great.

[Peak narcissism.]

Zixane commented, but i didn’t mind it at all. Even if she calls me a narcissist, she can’t call me a liar, cause that’s the truth.