I Was Summoned as the Academy’s Janitor… But I Accidentally Became the Most Overpowered Harem Protagonist?!

Entry Date: ??? – Found tucked in Arwen’s nightstand. Written in green ink with hearts doodled in the margins.

‎‎Dear Diary,

‎Okay. I’m not blushing. I’m just… warm. It’s probably the fire spirits acting up again. Yes. That’s totally it.

‎‎Zephyr stabbed a cake at the tea party today. With a fork. At a ROYAL banquet. Who does that?! And yet… everyone started copying him like he was some sort of etiquette savior.

‎‎He didn’t even mean to look that cool. He never does. And that’s the problem.

‎‎Every time he talks, it’s like he’s not trying to impress anyone—but everyone ends up impressed anyway. Even Elenora blushed. Blushed! That elegant, snow-haired, perfect princess! And I… might’ve… glared at her. Just a little.

‎‎But she smiled at me afterward. Told me I should “protect him well.”

‎‎What does that even mean?! Is Zephyr a rare magic beast now that needs guarding?!

‎‎…Maybe. Honestly, he’s the kind of person who’d pick a fight with a dragon for stealing someone’s lunch.

‎‎I keep wondering what he’s thinking. He’s always so calm, so unreadable… but when he smiled at me today—really smiled—I swear something exploded in my chest.

‎It’s scary. But it’s also kind of…

‎‎Nice.

‎‎I think I want to see him smile like that again.

‎‎Only for me.

‎‎End of Entry.

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‎‎Author's Note: Arwen’s heart may be catching fire, but is she ready to admit it? Or will a certain phoenix chick beat her to Zephyr’s lap? Stay tuned. 🐥💕

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