Summary:
Playboy. Lecher. Parasite. Pond Scum. The girls had a lot of names for me, but that never stopped the next one from spreading her legs. I never really trusted people, and given how pathetically I die, I don’t think I would trust anyone ever again.
What is this? I’m still alive? What is this place? Why can’t I see?
Species: Autotrophic Prokayote
It looks like I have a long way to becoming human. Then again, why would I want to become human? To hell with humanity and the drama that comes with it.
Tags: Fantasy, Isekai, Humor, Harem, Playboy, Biology, Weak-to-strong, strong-protagonist, mistrusting-protagonist, Trust-issues, nobility
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