Cough... Cough, hello everyone. I am Ain, the protagonist of this story.
Let me introduce myself first. I was born in Crescent City, the capital of the country of Efes, the largest country in the vast continent. I haven't even had my birthday yet, so I'm only eighteen years old. I'm just an adult... No! It's a beautiful boy.
How many junior students are there, you ask? There were twelve, including me. In this generation of kings, even the fifty-sixth king, my father Ghatad Alfes had twelve sons, each of whom was handsome and extraordinary. My father actually preferred daughters, but when the last one was born to me, Ain, he gave up because he was already sixty-eight years old. Miraculously, he made his mother pregnant. He even thought that God was merciful to him and made her pregnant specially. So that he could have a "girl" in his old age, but when he saw that the baby he gave birth to had chicks, he looked worse than his dead relatives. He even picked up the scissors that had just cut the umbilical cord and wanted to perform sex reassignment surgery on me. Fortunately, the mother who had given birth punched me hard and knocked my father out so that I could keep my son's body. When I knew this, I vowed to be filial to my mother forever.
Okay, it's time for the story to begin.
First of all, if you say that my growth history is a boring story with no beautiful women, will you continue to read it?
Why are you shaking your head? Don't be so realistic, okay?
Okay, there will definitely be a beautiful woman in this story, or a harem of beautiful women! Will you read this?
So let me tell you the outline of the story now.
Hello! Hello! Don't jump into the story so quickly! I haven't told the story outline yet!