My jaw dropped. So did my timetable, fluttering slowly to the ground, left, right, left, right, left, right, stop. The pounding of my heart was deafening as I stood still as a statue. Internally, I was dying, screaming, laughing maniacally, and thanking whatever higher power blessed me with such an amazing second chance.

"H-How… How did you guys get here, like… that?" I blurted out. Bold wouldn't begin to describe walking through the hallways in that state.

Of course, out of all the things my virgin self could have said, I chose that. Not, 'Holy shit, you look absolutely stunning,' if I was going for the charmer route, or, 'Put some clothes on, it's cold,' if I was going for the classy gentlemen route, or even just straight up jumping the 3 of them if I was going the more proactive route. Nope, this time, my curiosity got the better of me, not my dick.

For how long though, is the question.

"Oh, we just walked through a door Dusk painted," Blanc answered nonchalantly like it was the most obvious and normal thing in the world. "So master, what do you think?"

"To be honest, I don't know what to think about bringing a paintbrush into the shower with you," I answered teasingly, one hand stroking my chin, my head tilted upwards slightly in an exaggerated thinking position. If you looked hard enough, you could see imaginary thought bubbles floating above my head. "Though I guess in this case, it proved to be worthwhile. Say, does the door still connect back to the girl's shower room?"

A paintbrush was thrown at me in response while Blanc just looked at me in disappointment. I put up my hand in surrender, "I kid, I kid…" I said lightheartedly, trailing off.

'Fuck, what do I say in a situation like this?'

I snuck a couple of glances at the 3 before me. Blanc bothered not to cover herself up in the slightest while the other 2 had their arms covering their chest. Reed even had her tail blocking part of her intimate lower body from view while Dusk didn't bother. Either because her tail wasn't thick enough or she didn't care or both.

My gaze couldn't remain looking forward for long as they'd quickly avert themselves, much to my displeasure, and stare at the ground instead while my head felt like it was on the verge of combusting. One way or another, I had to take the initiative, break the silence hanging in the room and do something.

'Getting my harem! That's my goal coming to this world! So that's what I'm going to fucking do!' I screamed internally to myself in an attempt to hype myself up.

Taking a deep breath, I composed myself. "Reed, Dusk, c'mere," I said, gesturing for them to follow me to the closet.

Blanc's clothes should fit the both of them, though it might be a bit tight for Reed. In terms of height, Blanc and Dusk were the same, a head shorter than me, while Reed was the same height as me. Unless you counted her horns.

When handing them Blanc's spare clothes, I was met with firm refusal.

"I could have drawn myself a set of clothes had I desired," Dusk explained. "Besides, according to your girlfriend, dress code for sleeping in your bed is nothing but a pair of underwear," Dusk finished in a what-can-I-do manner.

The girlfriend Dusk mentioned threw a wink my way, as if saying, 'your welcome!'

"But thanks for the offer," Reed said.

Still, a couple things didn't sit right with me. First of all, can't Dusk draw her own bed to sleep in? And secondly, they were being awfully calm about this.

'...'

You know what, at this point, I'm not even going to question it. I'll take this gift given to me graciously - you'll hear no more complaints from me.

"Sorry my room's so messy," I said after stripping down myself and flopping onto my bed. My room wasn't actually messy per say, it just felt like the right, albeit cliche, thing to say at the moment. Compare it to my old room and the difference was night and day.

I motioned for the 3 girls to sit beside me. Gingerly, Reed and Dusk sat to either side of me while Blanc, using all the brain cells she possessed, decided that while there was space leftover on the bed to sit on, she most certainly wasn't going to use it. Instead, she plopped herself none-too gently down on my lap, jolting a certain hard part of me as it came into contact with her soft rear.

The amount of fabric that separated my shaft from just penetrating her was negligible, and with a little-

"Blanc," I said with what I could imagine was a stern glint in my eyes.

"Hm?" Blanc responded with innocent big eyes. She had a finger against her mouth as if saying, 'what did I do wrong?'

Grabbing her delicate waste, I forcefully relocated her to sit on something that wasn't my lap before I lost control. Bringing 2 girls into your room only to fuck your girlfriend in front of them seemed as far from any socially acceptable form of hospitality as there can be.

Though knowing the absurdity of new powers, I wouldn't be surprised that they'd get turned on instead and join in.

"Ahem, anyways. Reed, Dusk, I want to… how should I put this, talk to you 2 about something important."

I was nervous. Rightfully so considering the topic I decided to broach on a whim. It didn't help that the 2 girls in question not only took the opportunity to sit as close as possible to me, but to also create physical contact between our unprotected bodies causing my already jumbled brain to scramble itself even more.

Reed had her arm wrapped around mine, her chest pressed against my arm. She was hot and warm, like the feeling a fireplace gives off during the winter. Dusk on the other hand, opted to lean against me, her head resting against shoulder. She gave off an inky cool feeling, similar to that of a cold-blooded reptile.

"I-... I…I-I…I," I struggled to talk, my mouth opening and closing like a fish. I felt Blanc put her hand reassuringly on my shoulder from behind me, saying nothing, the intention behind the action enough to help me get myself back on track and remember my goal.

'Can't be getting cold feet, can I? Thanks Blanc,' I mentally said to her through our physical touch.

Taking a deep breath, probably a breath deeper than any I've taken so far, I composed myself. "I really like both of you. A lot. In the short time I've spent with the 2 of you have been some of the most fun moments in my life."

It was comparable to hanging out with my 2 best friends from my old world, except their genders were different and I warmed up to the 2 dragon girls way faster. Safe to say, I didn't want to be with Reed and Dusk just because they were hot and waifus from a game I played. I wanted to be with them because I genuinely enjoyed hanging out with them.

"I know this may sound crazy, especially considering we just met today, but would you 2 be my girlfriends?" I asked with baited breath, my dream hinging on their response.

"I'd love to."

"Sure."

"I know polygamy may not - wait what?"

Reed shyly held my hand, her thumb rubbing my palm in a nervous gesture. The warmth she gave off seemed hotter than usual. "You're the first person to ever really try to get to know me. You're kind and funny, and I feel like I can let loose and be myself around you. So, really… I don't mind."

Reed's eyes flickered downwards and I swear I heard her mutter something along the lines of, "And you're really good looking too."

Her confession left me speechless.

To my other side, Dusk also grabbed onto my hand, her fingers interlocking with mine. "Since Reed went ahead and said all that, I'll say my part too. For similar reasons as Reeds, but also because you're one of the few people who approached me without ulterior motives, I like you."

She didn't elaborate further and I was too occupied with the bursting feeling in my chest to ask. There was always that nagging feeling in the back of my head, a dark but logical part of me that knew the chances of my dream becoming reality were slim at best. And that was pushing it.

'Your waifu will never love you. Will never date you. Even if she was real.'

A common phrase thrown around the internet, one filled with a harsh truth. A reality that many must accept, and will accept once they've matured, grown up, and become functioning members of society. Good thing I never did.

In one fell swoop, I pulled the 2 girls beside me into a tight threeway hug, our naked upper bodies pressing against each other.

"Whoa!"

"Hey…!"

My eyes were graced with the divine sight of boobs pressed against boobs and my chest was graced with the feeling of something soft and fleshy pressed against it, above the warm feeling that was already spreading through it.

"Thank you," I conveyed gratefully.

Squeezed between my 2 new girlfriends, I knew I was sleeping well tonight. I had to resist the urge to caress their peaceful sleeping faces, or to fondle their chests as I drifted off to sleep. I just feel like I'm forgetting about someone…


"Next year? Don't you think the opportunity will have passed by then?"

A dream?

"Patience, Kashcey. Patience."

The place was dark, the 2 figures before me barely visible. I seemed to be in some sort of medieval, dungeon-like room. Eerie and creepy wouldn't even begin to describe this place.

"Grrr… I have been for a while now. But you must understand that my control over her can't last forever."

I tried to explore and get a better view of my surroundings. Staying here was not on my list of things to do.

Armor clanked.

"In time, you will get what you deserve. And I, as well."

My feet failed to respond, a common symptom experienced in dreams.

"And what of the principal's… cat?"

Shing! The sound of a sword shattering through an object and that object hitting the floor reverberated in the dark room.

"Dealing with her is simple enough; She poses no threat to us…"

"Then pray tell, why are we still waiting?"

There was an edge of impatience in his voice.

"The Elder One stumbled upon a concerning discovery," the man spoke gravely. "The card has been planted, but we must exercise caution."

The figure turned. Although I couldn't make out much of his face, I just knew he was staring right at me, a cold yet curious smile adorning their face. My blood ran cold, my flight, flight, fucking flight instincts kicked in at full notch.

Move! Legs, fucking move!

Clank. Clank. Clank.

He was getting closer and closer. My feeling of helplessness increased with each step he took, my legs refusing to move.

Clank.

His menacing figure stood right before me yet his features were indiscernible save for the ominous aura he gave off.

"Hm, interesting. Are you the one she spoke of?"

The sound of his voice sent chills down my spine. His hand reached to grab my face. I could only watch in abject horror, helpless as it came closer and closer, almost like in slow motion, to my face.


"Gah!"

I bolted upright in my bed, breathing erratically, in a cold sweat.

"Are you okay?"

"Nightmare?"

Immediately, I had 2 dragon girls fussing over my well-being.

"Master?" Blanc asked, popping her head out from the bedside -

Wait, why the hell is she sleeping on the floor?

"Hey," Reed said, tugging gently on my arm. "Are you okay? You seem pretty shaken," she observed, concern etched in her voice.

"I-I'm fine? Just a bad dream."

Was that even a dream though? No. There's no way what I experienced was a regular dream. Some sort of vision, then? Influenced by arts? One of my childhood story books involving Greek Mythology had their main character experience a similar phenomenon wherein they'd be granted 'dreams' about the enemy. If that was the case, then the school was in danger.

I felt something poke against me.

"Drink," Dusk commanded, gently tipping a glass of water against my lips. "I drew it. It should help calm you down."

Wordlessly, I followed her direction. The effects were instant, as the intense feeling of doom, dread and death dissipated. 3 am tap ice cold tap water does hit different.

"Thanks."

Reed's warm hand gently rubbed circles on my back in a soothing manner, while Dusk went to put away her medicine. Blanc, who was still on the floor, was also looking at me with a troubled expression.

"Wanna talk about it?" Reed asked. Did I want to talk about it? How would I even go about approaching the topic? Noticing my hesitation, Reed added, "Hey, I know that feeling. I've had plenty of nightmares and sleepless nights myself, but I also know keeping it bottled up will do you no good."

"Are there any types of arts that allow you to 'see' things while dreaming?"

"Theoretically, yes. What'd you see?"

"It was really dark and hard to see," I answered, the dream still clear as day, or should I say night, in my head. "All I know is that bad things are coming for us in the future."

"Bad things?" both girls asked, while simultaneously looking at each other.

I nodded. "By the way, how's the relationship between the Rhodes Island and Reunion campus?"

"Tense," Dusk answered. "But it's always been this way, especially in the weeks leading up to the Autumn Festival."

"Autumn festival?"

"For 3 days during fall, the school hosts a festival," Dusk explained, realizing that my status as a transfer student hindered my knowledge of workings of the school. "One of the events is an inter-school competition between the 2 campuses. Let's just say people take winning way too seriously."

"Festival, huh? That sounds pretty cool. What other events are there?" I asked. In my head, I was imagining silly but fun games that win you prizes as well as food. Ring toss? Capture the flag? Perhaps some fantasy-esque game I've never heard of? Maybe there'd also be a scenic route I could take, filled with the vibrant colors of the autumn leaves.

The response I got was 2 sheepish grins.

"W-Well, I've never actually gone to the festival before."

"I prefer to stay home and paint."

Honestly, what else did I expect?


AN: I know my profile said Nov 25th, but I'm strangely efficient whenever I give myself a deadline to upload. I'm 2 for 2 in uploading weeks in advance of my set date. Oh yeah, if you're ever wondering when the next update will be for any of my stores, you can see them displayed on my profile. No guarantees on the accuracy though.

Anyways, this chapter teases some actual conflict. Only took ~40k words. At the rate I'm going, it's gonna be a long, long time before year 3. Probs around 100k words until all the girls appear, maybe even longer.

Thanks to all those who favorited, followed and reviewed.