The first rays of light peering through the curtains announced the beginning of a new day.
My eyes opened sluggishly, and as my consciousness became clear, a beautiful naked woman with skin as pure as snow and hair like silver threads, slumbering peacefully like a princess, appeared in front of me.
'So cute.'
The thought slipped through my mind, and I couldn't resist the urge to gently pinch her soft cheeks. It was a rare moment of genuine affection.
Due to my traits—Nobility, Pride, and Composure—when I looked at most women, I always felt that they weren't up to my standards.
Let alone touching them; I didn't even want them close to myself.
Much like what happened in the Magic Tower, where I subconsciously pushed away girls flocking towards me in disgust.
It was the same with heroines like Sylvia and Daisy.
Even though their "heroine" title made their value go up, they barely reached a level to be my slave.
