''Urgh... my head..."
The pain hit me like a truck—wait, was I hit by a truck?
I blinked a few times. A bright ceiling. Clean marble tiles. The faint smell of lavender.
And girls.
Lots of girls.
"...Eh?"
I sat up. I was lying on a fancy-looking bed, the kind you only see in anime dormitories or princess dreams. All around me, young girls in matching uniforms were whispering, glancing, and some... staring way too intensely.
A girl with silver hair and sharp purple eyes leaned close, her face inches from mine.
"He's awake... and still breathing. That's so illegal."
Illegal?
"Wait, hold on!" I raised my hands in panic. "Where am I? What is this place? Who are you people?!"
The silver-haired girl crossed her arms. "You're at Yuri Academy, obviously. Top-tier institution for magical girls. Home to the elite. Future queens of the Arcane Dominion."
I opened my mouth to respond, but then her next sentence froze me solid.
"...Also, a place where men aren't supposed to exist."
...
I'm sorry, what?
Another girl—short, with twintails and a disturbingly happy smile—giggled while pulling out a glowing crystal.
"Shall we dissect him to understand how he's still alive~?"
"NOPE!" I jumped off the bed, tripping on the blanket and landing face-first on the polished floor. Dignity: -10.
Okay, calm down, Nox. Think.
I remembered dying—maybe. Some kind of light. A voice. Then this.
Transmigrated? I've read enough webnovels to know this setup.
But this… this was worse.
Because not only am I the only guy in a world full of powerful magical girls… I've apparently broken some cosmic rule just by breathing.
And judging by their stares, some of them want to protect me…
And the rest?
They want to erase me.