I Was Summoned as the Academy’s Janitor… But I Accidentally Became the Most Overpowered Harem Protagonist?!-Chapter 1: I Just Wanted to Mop the Floor, Not Be Mistaken for a God
The sky cracked open like a broken mirror.
A blinding light surged down from the heavens, and a crowd of robed mages at the center of a giant glowing magic circle cheered in unison.
“The summoning is complete! Behold, the Hero of Prophecy!”
The light faded.
In its place stood… a tall young man in a hoodie, holding a plastic grocery bag with two cans of tuna and an on-sale matcha latte.
"...Huh?"
That was the sound of Zephyr Arclight, age 17 (mentally), who had just been Isekai’d against his will during his midnight snack run.
His hoodie read:
"World's #1 Disappointment."
The Archmage in charge squinted. “…Wait. Are you… not the Chosen Hero?”
Zephyr blinked.
“…I was just trying to buy discounted ice cream. Where the hell am I?”
A few hours later…
“Due to a technical mishap,” the Headmaster of Velmara Magic Academy said while flipping through ancient scrolls, “you were not the intended target of the Hero Summoning. However… you are now legally a citizen of our world, and thus must contribute.”
Zephyr stared blankly. “I didn’t even get an OP skill menu or a reincarnation bonus. What kind of off-brand fantasy world is this?”
“In accordance with Article 73 of the Summoning Clause,” the Headmaster continued, “you are hereby assigned to work as a… janitor.”
“…You’re kidding.”
“Room and board are included.”
“…Fine.”
Three days later…
Zephyr stood in the hallway of the most elite magic academy in the world — broom in one hand, bucket in the other, a half-hearted expression on his stupidly beautiful face.
Students walked past him, their reactions ranging from confusion to open blushing.
“W-Who’s that…?
“He looks like a fallen prince…”
“Wait. Is he glowing??”
“Is it just me or did the mop sparkle?”
Zephyr sighed, pushing up his sleeves. “These marble tiles aren’t gonna clean themselves.”
The mop dipped.
The floor gleamed.
At that exact moment, an explosion rocked the training arena outside.
Zephyr paused.
“…Nope. Not my problem.”
And yet — fate, as it tends to do in these things — had other plans.
End of Chapter 1.
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