My Harem System

"Why are they so loud?"

Back in the space of the 2nd tier charity organisation, Damien was settled in a couch, and standing opposite him were the nine ladies. Girls You Want.

"I can see that the majority of you are wondering why you are here."

Damien started, looking from one girl to the other. It seemed as though it had become a sort of style for this new set of girls to be dressed in the same outfit.

But no matter how identical they looked, there was always variance specified by the structures of their bodies and the qualities of their covetures.

They had been biding their time, unwilling to speak unless they were spoken to first. Marcus had thought them for a while before bringing them here.

"Not really, Young Master. You can have us summonded whenever you want and however you want it. You own us, and we are bound to your desires."

One of the girls had started. Another one picked up from them,

"The only thing that kept us bothered was just what you said a few days ago. You'd promised that we wouldn't