Chapitre 332: No longer alone. [1/2]

The Sirens and I took the elevator down to the dining hall. Of course, even though the girls were wearing clothes meant for combat, they all looked like jewels. It was obvious how many men were starting to ogle the girls. 

I was conflicted. On the one hand, I liked showing off how beautiful my harem was. But at the same time I hated it. After all, I was a man. And I knew how lecherous and depraved human males could be.

It was common to see a beautiful woman on the street or on my daily commute and find her dazzling. For those who really managed to make an impression, I would remember some of their features, look at porn sites for someone similar and jack off.

With my girls, four of them showed some skin. And while the other three did not, their clothes hugged their bodies quite obscenely. 

Just how many of these bastards would picture my girls when they masturbated later?