After witnessing his younger sister being killed by the saintesses, Sean was reborn into a brutal world ruled by magical aristocrats.
His body, from another world, has no magic at all. In exchange, he possesses the unique ability to soothe people's minds.
A mere touch of skin can bring immense satisfaction to the saintesses suffering from mental exhaustion. They all become infatuated with him, hearts shining in their eyes.
Cynthia, the Scarlet Saintess: "Sean, you belong to me. Turn a deaf ear to any invitations from other women."
Herallis, the Radiant Saintess: "I've confessed to the goddess, so there's no need to hold back anymore, right, Sean? From now on, I'll claim you by any means necessary."
Skadi, the Dusk Saintess: "I... can't live without Sean... I want to stay by your side forever... I'd do anything for you."
The haughty saintesses all reached out to Sean, convinced they could keep him firmly in their grasp.
Looking at these heaven-blessed young women, who confided their hearts to him and vowed to be with him for life, Sean felt nothing. If anything, he almost wanted to laugh.
They thought they had him under their control, unaware that every tender comfort and every loving gaze was part of a web he had carefully woven.
To be honest, he had never considered any of the saintesses his allies. Whoever they were, everyone was just a tool to him.
He didn't care how things played out or how great the sacrifices had to be.
As long as he could create an ideal world where his sister could live happily,
he would spare no cost.
