Reborn As Noble Chapter 1532: A Harem, a Mattress, and a Merch Drop ( 1532 )

Buddy tilted his head, his beak curling into a dreamy, satisfied smile as he let out a slow, pleased squawk.

"Cuquawked~ Cuquawked?" (But it’s delicious~ This is my first time loving a herb and fruit drink. Can you make one more?)

Liana glanced up at Buddy, who looked utterly pleased with himself, his feathers slightly puffed from contentment. She let out a long, weary exhale, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"There’s no more fruit for that."

"Cuquawked?" (What kind of fruit?)

Liana lifted the empty glass jar, turning it upside down and giving it a little shake. A single drop fell onto her palm. She mumbled under her breath, her voice carrying a hint of disbelief.

"He drank every last drop... didn’t even leave a trace..."

She set the jar down and glanced at Buddy. "It needs a special fruit. Not the regular ones you find in the market. I can make drinks with almost anything, but that special drink requires a fruit from the Elven Nation. It’s rare, and it doesn’t grow anywhere else."

"Cuquawked!???" (You can make special fruit juice with any fruit? Really?)

Liana blinked, tilting her head slightly. "Well... yes. I can make quite a few things with different fruits. Why do you ask?"

"Cuquawked! Cuquawked!" (I have a stash of rare fruits! Better than anything you’ve ever seen! Just wait here! I’ll go get them right now!)

Meanwhile.

Javier grinned in pure bliss, his body sinking deeper into the soft warmth surrounding him. His hands moved freely, running along the smooth curves of his fiancées, tracing their waists, their hips, their thighs, their breasts. Every touch was met with soft gasps, gentle squirms, and playful protests.

Oho~ boobies, boobies, boobies~

Ohhh~ Yes~ The firmness, the fullness, the way they fit perfectly in my palms~

His hand drifted to Felicia’s breast, cupping it fully and giving it a gentle squeeze. His thumb traced slow circles over the fabric of her bikini top, feeling the soft peak beneath.

Wow... This one is nice~

Felicia’s ears twitched, her tail curling slightly as a soft, breathy gasp escaped her lips. Her cheeks flushed pink, and she pressed her thighs together, her body shivering under his touch.

"H... Husband."

Before she could say more, Mimi grabbed Javier’s wandering hand and yanked it toward her own chest, pressing his palm firmly against her breast.

"Nya! Husband! Mimi has boobs too, not just Onee-sama! Pay attention to Mimi too!"

Javier’s grin widened, his eyes glazing over with pure, unfiltered happiness.

This is beach paradise!

Surrounded by beauties~ My fiancées~ Ah... Love it... Mm~ Love it~

His gaze darted from one girl to another, taking in every curve, every smile, every blush. His eyes landed on Delya, who had split into seven perfect copies of herself.

Without hesitation, he reached out and pulled one of the Delya toward him, guiding her to straddle his lap. She settled onto him with a soft, contented sigh, her arms wrapping around his neck, her dreamy smile never fading.

Javier leaned back, his head resting against Gloria’s breasts, his hands full of Felicia and Mimi, his lap occupied by Delya, and the other six Delya copies pressing close around him.

He let out a long, satisfied exhale.

"Best vacation ever~"

Javier’s eyes drifted, his grin widening as he spotted Gracelle and Celine approaching.

Gracelle walked with the large bowl of roast meat in her hands, the pastel pink bikini hugging her curves perfectly. The halter top lifted her breasts with each step, the high-waisted bottoms accentuating her slender waist and the smooth curve of her hips. Her pale skin gleamed under the sun, and a soft, shy smile played on her lips.

Beside her, Celine carried the box of cold drinks, her lavender one-piece swimsuit clinging to her body. The simple, elegant design highlighted her graceful figure, the fabric stretching across her breasts and hips as she walked.

She smiled warmly as she chatted with Gracelle, their soft laughter carrying on the breeze.

Javier smirked and snapped his fingers. A massive, plush beach mattress materialized beneath them all, soft and wide, designed for lounging.

He leaned back against Gloria’s thighs, sighing in pure bliss as he settled into the softness. He waved his finger lazily, and the bowl of roast meat and the box of cold drinks floated gently to the side, settling on a nearby table.

Gracelle and Celine’s eyes widened as they both suddenly felt themselves float into the air, pulled gently toward Javier by an invisible force. They let out soft gasps, their arms flailing slightly before they landed softly on the massive lounger, one on each side of him.

Javier wiggled his eyebrows, a smooth, charming grin spreading across his face.

"Hello~ Beautiful~"

The Delya phantom clone on his lap vanished in a shimmer of light, while the real Delya settled beside him, her dreamy smile never fading. Felicia grew bolder, pressing herself against his arm, her tail swaying contentedly behind her.

Mimi puffed her cheek, her tail flicking with mild irritation.

"Nyaa! Husband should look at Mimi too!"

Javier’s grin turned confident. He wiggled his eyebrows toward Mimi and swiped his hair back with a smooth, practiced motion, giving her a charming glance that made her cheeks flush and her tail twitch.

"Now, now, Mimi~. There’s only one of this handsome guy. to go around~. And yes~ I do have a skill like Delya’s, but I’m not going to use it for this. "

Mimi buried her face against Javier’s neck, her cheeks burning red.

"N... nya..."

He reached out and pulled both Gracelle and Celine closer, wrapping an arm around each of them. Their cheeks burned crimson as they pressed against his sides.

"All my girls are for me. Not for my clones~"

"Ara? Really~? You have skills like Delya Phantom Clone?" Gloria smirked, nudging her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She leaned forward, pressing her huge breasts against Javier’s face, burying him in soft, warm flesh. He let out a muffled sound, his body relaxing as he inhaled deeply, savoring the sweet scent of her skin.

"Rweally~ Mmph~ I wove it~"

Everyone leaned in eagerly, their eyes sparkling with curiosity. Gloria calmly nudged her glasses up again, her smirk widening.

"Then you should show it to us."

Javier sat up in a rush, a cheeky grin spreading across his face as he wiggled his eyebrows. He glanced around at the eager faces of his fiancées, their eyes fixed on him with anticipation.

"You all ready?"

"Yes!!"

Javier raised his arm high and snapped his fingers with a confident, dramatic flourish. A brilliant light flared to life nearby, shimmering in the air before materializing into several objects on the long table.

Seven soft body pillows appeared, each one featuring Javier’s handsome face and pose printed across the fabric. Beside them, a picture book materialized, its cover showing Javier in a striking pose, upper body bare, muscles defined and gleaming under perfect lighting.

Javier struck a pose himself, pointing dramatically toward the collection with a confident grin.

"Limited edition! Only seven in existence! Each one autographed by yours truly! And the picture book contains forty-eight pages of pure, unfiltered, handsome me! Available exclusively to my beautiful fiancées~"

( End Of Chapter )