I'm Maximus.

I have travelled throughout 5 continents and 7 seas.

Yet never in my life have I seen such a sight before me...

Maximus zoomed in on the scope of his cross bow:

Blue and white stripes combined with the shape of youth...

Crimson and purple lace, the mark of maturity...

Flashy red, spicy...

White and petit...

School swimsuit, classy...

Bare chest muscle...

Maximus lowered his crossbow.

"I see you peeking at our girls." Eritol said with hands on both hips.

"Hmph." Maximus said with a deep voice. "Tell me that when you wipe the nose bleed off your face first."

"Oh, oh what!?" Eritol lifted his hand in embarrassment in an attempt to wipe away his nose bleed.

"You need some tissue?" Maximus offered.

"Nope, Im good." Eritol replied hastily, as he made a fruitless attempt of wiping away the blood.

"Bro." Maximus said simply.

"Yes?" Eritol spared him a look.

"If you're not gonna fight, can you step aside from that spot?"

"Like hell I would!" Eritol stopped wiping at once and equipped his twin axe through voice command.

"Bro." Maximus said again.

"Yes?" Eritol gritted his teeth.

"You like that battle mage girl right?"

"Yeah, wait, I mean..." Eritol twisted his tongue.

"To be honest, you look like an oversized creeper next to her."

"No! That's..." Eritol voice trailed off as series of memories hit him, and after a brief pause, Eritol fell to his knees in despair.

"True..."

"Hey." Maximus said plainly. "Don't despair man. I got a few tips for you."

"It's no use..." Eritol shook his head.

"Bro, I played over 1000 galgames, and there is not a single one that isn't on 100% completion. After all, I am one of the 3 harem king of the 2D world for a reason."

"Who are the other two?" Eritol looked up.

"Not important." Maximus offered a hand. "But getting on your feet and hearing the advice you need is."

Eritol jaw hanged slightly open, then a moment later, he took his hand.

Q: What kind of advice do you think Maximus will give Eritol?