Reborn As A Nobody: Making A Harem

The stars shimmered above like scattered shards of silver. My mana hammock swayed gently between two trees as I lay cocooned inside, floating just beneath the tree canopy.

Below, the campfire still glowed faintly, surrounded by the remains of last night’s romantic warzone.

’Pixia, if a man sleeps in the forest and no girl screams at him, does he really exist?’

(Host, you’re lucky they didn’t strangle you while you slept. That stew saved your life.)

I chuckled softly to myself.

Then I sensed it—

A presence. Soft. Familiar. Trying way too hard to be quiet.

Alicia.

I kept my eyes closed, waiting until she climbed up using mana steps, hovering just beside the hammock. I felt her presence shift as she reached forward—probably aiming to surprise me or snuggle in without waking me.

I moved faster.

My arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her in. She yelped as I flipped her gently onto the hammock beside me, securing the blanket around us.