They say if you’re still a virg*n at thirty, you’ll get transported to another world and become a sage.

No sage, but she did end up with a chuuni system.

Renia isn’t overflowing with compassion; she’s just willing to take in beautiful girls down on their luck.

She thought that, like in those multi‑heroine novels, she’d become the king of a fantasy harem, only

something feels off?

“A nun can be ‘Mother,’ but as a lover? ‘Sister‑Mom’ is a no‑go.”

“Being a couple is too much to ask; how about you just message me instead, Sister?”

“A nun is a reliable, qualified mother, but she can’t be the partner in my heart. If you’re lonely

then feel free to make a move on me, but as for being partners—sorry.”

What’s going on? Renia figured her relationship with them was as intimate as that of bosom friends.

How did the romance she imagined end up turning into family affection and friendship that go beyond romance?