Prologue:

The artificial island of Noah, before any of you guys say anything. No, it isn’t the place where Noah’s ark anchored in, it was just named after it since people all over the world gathered here and started to make a living.

And in this very island is where I, James Moriarty live.

The island of Noah is a really nice place to live in is has nice warm beaches, good mountains for a hike and when its summer the heat is just right and when its winter, it snows. The island has all four seasons after all.

So living here will of course make you think that every day is peaceful. For someone normal yes, it’s is peaceful, but for some like me? Not so much.

And my reason on why my life isn’t as peaceful just like any other is because 4 weeks ago something humanly fantasy happened.

I only started college for a few days and I suddenly meet with a Witch, a Warlock, a Werewolf, an Alchemist, a Nephilim and golems, lots and lots of golems.

Can you believe it? I only started 3 days in college and I suddenly had a fight with dirt moving golems and a golem that stands in 150 feet.

But all of that is over since the perpetrator himself is caught and no longer a threat to us and the whole school.

Speaking of school, the old man was able to fix everything in a single week! But then again, with his connections I guess I don’t need to be that surprised.

But where I am right now isn’t in campus, I’m in my own bed at home still closing my eyes, I’m actually awake, but I’m still a little groggy and since its Sunday, I might as well sleep in.

*Kshhhh*

At least that was I had in plan.

While I’m still closing my eyes, I hear the curtain of my room opening.

As I lay down on my bed, I felt the right side of the mattress being pressed down, I then suddenly feel a warm and soft sensation on my lips.

As I open my eyes, I found Robin’s face lose to mine while having her right knee on the mattress.

“Good morning James.”

She greets me while having a gentle smile.

“Yeah, good morning Robin.”

She then got off the mattress and stood up beside me while gently moving her hand on my chin.

Robin Altorez is a young Italian 20 year old woman with a unique brunette hair style.

She’s wearing a tight white shirt with black sleeves and a dark blue jeans and thing that make her look even at home is the light gray apron with the words “MY MAN’S CHEF” stitched on the chest.

Most aprons need to be tied at the back and it just so happens that Robin’s apron is the same. So with Robin’s enormous um…assets, the word “MY MAN”S CHEF” look closer then what they seem.

“Hurry up and come on down, breakfast is ready”

She then walks to the door and left the room while keeping her smile.

Breakfast huh? If its breakfast cooked by Robin, I’d be happy to wake up early.

Robin might not look like it but she is actually a tech genius, I saw her do things that not even pros can do in a computer, but the other talent that she has is her cooking.

As I lay down on the bed, thinking on what kind of breakfast she has prepared. I quickly got off bed.

But I then realized that I can’t.

Why? Because the left side of my body is being weighed down. It’s not like its heavy or anything like that, it’s just I might wake her up if I suddenly stood up.

“Mmmm…”

The one mumbling as she uses my left arm as a pillow while sleeps, is Anastasia Douva. But she herself told me to call her Ana, so I just followed her wish and I started to call her so.

Ana is what you call a High class 19 year old Caucasian lady with silver silky hair and light-violet eyes. Truth be told, I first thought she was a fairy. But she is not high class only by appearance but she actually is a high class lady.

Not only is she the granddaughter of the School Chairman where I go to, but not only that, her family owns a large number of companies, so yeah she’s a rich high class lady.

But if you think she’s just that? Then you have another thing coming. Despite how gentle and sophisticated she looks, she actually has the strength to easily lift a tow truck.

And not only that, she can change her human form into a 40 feet, masquerade masked, pink spandex wearing woman.

But let’s just call her a Nephilim.

“Hmmm…”

Seeing her lay her head on my arm like this gives me the urge to hug her…what? I can’t help it, I’m a guy after all, especially that my mother’s damn spell is gone.

But let me just make this clear, we did not do anything. No hanky panky, no nyan-nyan action, no midnight fun-fun wrestling! We just slept, that’s it…ok fine, maybe we did kiss a few times. But that’s just it, nothing else! I swear!

But you can’t blame me for it, I mean if a normal guy with normal guy instinct can sleeps with two beauties while they wear thin clothing on both sides, and can still calm themselves down, then please teach me how you guys do it!

“Alright, slowly now…slowly…”

I know that even if I did slowly slide my hand away from her grappling arms, she wouldn’t wake up. I only knew her

about 4 weeks but I quickly found out that even though she is a high-class lady, she is a heavy sleeper.

Robin tends to be troubled by this when she wakes her up for college.

“Slowly…meh, who am I kidding.”

I quickly slide my hand out of her arms and her cleavage, though her chest isn’t as big as Robin’s or Reshulla’s, it still tends to cling.

I needed to remove my arm quickly, if I didn’t my morning wood will become morning oak tree!

I got off my bed and left my room.

As I walk down the stairs, I began to smell a delicious scent surrounding the living room.

Getting closer to the kitchen, the scrumptious and appetizing air started to get stronger.

After all, the nose knows so I just followed…well, my nose.

I eventually found myself at the dining table. I mostly sit on the end of the table, so Robin’s warm and deliciously made breakfast is already on the table.

*Slurp* damn, I’m drooling already.

“I’m Hoooome…ugh.”

When I’m about to sit down and start eating, a woman called out from the front door with a worn out voice.

While having her right hand on the wall to support herself and her other hand placed on her forehead, Reshulla enters the living room.

Reshulla Morrigan is a 23 year old woman who is born in Greece. With her red ruby eyes and her black-violet hair that reaches all the way to her knees. Reshulla, Ana and Robin are beauty that can beat any worldwide models.

Even though she looks tired, her mature and alluring look while she wear her usual lab coat doesn’t fade away whatsoever.

She looks around the living room while looking groggy and eventually found me sitting at the dining table; she then gave me a smile.

“James, I’m home…”

“Yeah, welcome back Reshulla.”

She slowly walks towards the table while swaying left and right and finally made it to the chair.

But as soon as she sat down, she drops her head on the table.

“So teach, you still want to eat some breakfast?”

“Umm…no thanks, just water will be fine.”

Upon Reshulla’s request, Robin poured a warm glass of water; some headache medicine and she then hand it to her.

The reason why Reshulla just got back home while looking a little like a hangover victim who just had a drinking party is

because Ana’s grandfather, Kurtz Douva asked Reshulla to do all the inventory for all the Relics within the storage

house that seem to be located under the campus. I guess it can’t be helped since Reshulla is one of the few people knowing the underground storage beneath the school.

As Reshulla laid her head on the table, she started to doze off.

“I better get Reshulla to her room.”

Robin didn’t answer back; she simply gave me a wary smile.

Oh right, when I said “to her room.” I literally mean her room.

The fight that happened 4 weeks ago against the giant golem Emeth, resulting to Reshulla’s office building/home getting stepped on.

And in the end, she started living here and occupied one of the free rooms in this mansion. This house has dozens of free rooms so I won’t be bothered by having one room taken.

I went to Reshulla’s side and carried her into my arms.

“Mm…hmm? James?”

Must be because of her being tired and the medicine’s effect, she started to get wobbly.

I then made my way up the stairs.

“James, you’re carrying me like a princess…hehe.”

I’m not sure the princess your think about is so fragile that she was given a title by many witches in the world and even looked upon. But oh well, people have the right to dream.

But still, hearing her call herself that is surprisingly childish, not that is bothers me, I just thought it was kind of cute.

Making it in front of her, I had no other option in opening the door but using my foot.

I feel like an office worker who just had drinking party with my coworkers and getting home drunk. But I’m lucky that I’m not carrying a guy because that will be very awkward.

When I opened her door, her room looks like classic Goth-like style. She even has a canopy on her bed. Honestly, I don’t see the point in having a roof on top of your bed, but since that is how she likes it then I can’t say anything else.

I slowly brought her down her bed, but then she looks at me with a slightly pained expression while saying…

“James, my clothes are in the way. Take them off for me.”

“What? I can’t do that. Do it yourse...”

“Please?”

……………………………… I curse my weak self.

I lift her body half way and I managed to quickly remove her coat. And with this I’m finally…

“My shirt and pants to, please.”

“C—come on you can do that yourself right?”

“Please James.”

*Sigh* I guess I have no choice.

As I remove the buttons starting from the top, my fingers tend to slightly touch her chest.

Damn it! Why do us men like to do things that women want us to, even though we obviously don’t want to! But I guess stripping beautiful women isn’t we men should hate.

I finally got all the buttons off, exposing her nicely toned body and her light violet lingerie.

*Gulp* ok, calm down James. This is nothing; after all you’ve seen her naked before…………………Crap! Now I’m starting to imagine things!

And out of nowhere, her body leaned onto me.

Wha—what should I do!? No wait, it might be easier this way.

At least that is what I thought.

“*Chup…*Chup*…*Chu*…”

Whaaa! Reshulla don’t suddenly kiss me on my neck!

If she keeps this up I might lose myself.

But like I said earlier, with her like this it’ll be easier to get her shirt off. but I need to do it fast.

“Aaaaaaand there. *sigh*”

But I relax now, I still have to take care of one more thing…………

“Her pants…”

I first took off her belt around her waist since its covering the button so I could remove her pants.

Now that the easy part is done, now I need to slowly pull her pants of off.

“Ok…this is easy enough I guess…wha!?”

Eh!? Why is her panty sliding off to!? That wasn’t part of my plan at all! Should I abort!? I mean her maiden secret is

almost exposed, so maybe I should just……no, I don’t do things half-assed. All I need to do is pull the panty up while I pull the pants down. Alright, here we go!

“………………………………………………………got it.”

That was like defusing a bomb, sheesh.

Now that everything is taken cared off I picked up her clothes on the floor and made my way to the door.

“Mmm…thanks Jay…”

“Yeah, sleep tight Reshulla.”

*Phew* I can finally relax.

I was about to head back down stairs, but then the door to my room suddenly open, Ana came out with a half-asleep look.

“Hmm?...good morning James.”

As she wobbles on where she stands, she eventually found me and greeted me with a smile.

“Morning Ana, the food is ready so let’s get down and start eating breakfast.”

“Nn…”

She then gave me a small nod.

I walk closer her and she grabbed on to the hem of my shirt while she rubs her left eye.

So adorable…

I then lead her down the stairs and into the dining table.

“Oh? Ana, you woke up.”

“Nn, good morning Robin.”

“Morning to you to Ana, now hurry up and sit down before the food gets cooled.”

“Nn…”

Seriously, what I’m seeing right now has a mother to daughter feel to it.

Robin took Reshulla’s clothes from me and headed to the laundry room where the washing machine and the dryer are placed.

The more she acts like this the more she looks like a young and capable mom, which is very refreshing to me.

But enough about that let’s eat.

*Ring* *Ring* *Ring*

Seriously, it’s like some sort of unknown force is stopping me from eating my breakfast.

Just as I was about to sit down the phone on the living room wall rang, I quickly got up and ran to pick it up.

“Hello?”

“He—hello! Um…uh…good—good morning! Is this James Moriarty’s residence!?”

This voice, this voice is from the Student Council President from the High school dept.

“Relax Ivana, it’s me.”

“Y—yes! I’m not panicking or anything!”

Sure you’re not.

“A—anyway, do you still remember the time you said you owe me? I—I need your help on something. Can you get here in

school later? You can come over in the afternoon if you want, or may be…if you’re too busy I could just…you know…”

“…Alright, I’ll meet you there at 10:30.”

“R—really!? Ah…I mean…alright, see you later then…um…uh…bye.”

With the beep sound, I put the telephone back to its base.

“Who was it?”

After putting Reshulla’s clothes in the laundry room, Robin came back and saw me on the phone.

“It was Ivana, she said she needed help on something.”

“Oh right, she’s the council president in the high school dept. right? Now that I think about it, how did you guy know each

other?”

“I’ll tell you over breakfast.”

We then sat on our respected sits and say our grace and after, we picked up our spoon and fork.

I then told them on how I meet Ivana Stoyanka.

“Where should I start? Ok, this happen 3 days right after the campus was rebuilt………”