My Taboo Harem System

Denzel stepped outside, shutting and locking the door behind him before setting off down the dirt path leading away from his home. His hands slipped into his pockets out of habit as he walked, his mind already turning over the issue that had been bothering him.

’I didn’t really think this through that far’

’How exactly am I supposed to find this admirer? Well, I’m certain of one thing. Up until yesterday, when I slept with Maria, I had zero harem members.’

’Then today, after she confessed her love to me, the number immediately jumped to two.’

His pace slowed slightly

’That means Maria was definitely added today. Which means the second person was added sometime during everything that happened from yesterday till now.’

’So does that mean it came from the massage parlor?’

The possibility immediately sent him digging through his memories.

’Who could it be? Antonia? No.’

He dismissed the thought almost instantly.

’She practically radiates hostility toward men. That’s the last person I’d suspect.’

His thoughts shifted elsewhere.

’Sophia? Hmm, I did use the skill on her. But considering how she’s always acted around me, I can’t say I noticed any meaningful difference.’

’Besides, I doubt she qualifies. If Maria only got added after confessing her feelings, then the requirements probably involve genuine love or an actual confession.’

’And Sophia definitely doesn’t fit that description.’

That only deepened the mystery.

’So who else could it have been? I’m absolutely certain I didn’t interact with anyone else.’

He paused for a moment, running a hand through his hair.

’Unless someone interacted with me without me realizing it.’

That possibility genuinely caught him off guard.

After all, he hadn’t been paying attention to his surroundings the entire day.

’Actually, that would explain a lot.’

In time, he had reached one of the busier sections of the village. People moved through the streets, carrying goods, chatting with neighbors, and beginning another ordinary day.

Denzel leaned casually against a nearby wall.

’So someone made contact with me, and I didn’t even notice? Even with my enhanced sense ability?’

The thought bothered him.

’Either my skills aren’t as effective as I thought...Or I got careless.’

Neither answer was particularly comforting. Still, the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became.

’It had to be during my time at the massage parlor.’

His eyes sharpened.

’Which means that’s where I need to start looking. Tomorrow is one of my workdays. I can investigate while I’m there.’

A faint smile appeared on his face.

’And tomorrow should answer several questions at once. First, I can get closer to finding out why Sophia keeps lying about her identity and secretly working at the massage parlor under another name.’

’Second, I can finally figure out who this mysterious second harem member is.’

The thought alone made tomorrow seem worthwhile. He stretched his shoulders.

’For now, I’m exhausted. I’d rather get some rest. Tomorrow is going to be a very long day.’

With that decision made, he returned home.

After taking his bath, he settled into the familiar rhythm of his evening. He cooked dinner, waited for everyone to return and eventually climbed into bed.

Before long, the day quietly came to an end.

***

Morning arrived quickly.

As dawn spread across the village, the streets slowly filled with movement.

For Denzel, however, things felt different.

He finally had something he had wanted for a long time. A reliable source of income.

After taking his bath and getting dressed, in no time, he left the house.

The journey didn’t take long.

By the time he arrived, only a few minutes had passed since Sophia had entered.

Stepping onto the front porch, Denzel stopped before opening the door.

His eyes swept across the area.

Left. Right. Behind him. Still, he saw no one.

Satisfied, he nodded to himself.

’I don’t see anyone around I’ll keep checking in until I can sense whoever the admirer is she’ll come around, I’m sure of that. Till then, Let’s get this over with.’

He pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The moment he entered, a familiar voice greeted him.

"Hey, welcome to the House of..."

Denzel looked up.

Antonia stood near the entrance, already dressed in her work uniform.

His eyes widened slightly.

"Oh."

His gaze drifted over her for a moment.

"Antonia, you look quite nice. Do you have to sound so serious to every customer that comes in?"

Antonia stared at him before bursting into a slight laughter.

"Get a grip."

She shook her head.

"I’m just trying to do my job."

Then she pointed down the hallway.

"Now stop standing there and go get changed. It’s going to be a busy morning."

Denzel raised both hands in surrender.

"Yes, ma’am."

He headed down the hallway and entered one of the changing rooms.

Inside, several neatly folded uniforms had already been prepared.

He selected a set that matched the others and quickly changed.

Once finished, he glanced down at himself.

The fit was perfect.

Almost annoyingly perfect.

The uniform hugged his frame just enough to make him stand out.

’Yeah... this definitely looks good on me.’

He adjusted the collar before pausing. His gaze drifted toward the hallway outside.

’Sophia is probably somewhere nearby, getting changed.’

A thought crossed his mind.

’This might be a good chance to get her alone and ask some questions.’

For a brief moment, he considered it, then he immediately shook his head.

’No.Too risky. The last thing I need is someone walking in halfway through the conversation.’

His eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

’If I’m going to approach her, I need to make sure we’re completely alone first. Only then can I start digging for answers.’

"Oh, although, this uniform is a bit tight."

Denzel tugged lightly at the uniform, stretching the fabric around his shoulders and chest.

The material fit him almost perfectly, but almost wasn’t the same as perfectly.

’Yeah, this is definitely tighter than it should be.’

A faint smirk appeared on his face.

’Maybe I can get that bitch Antonia to loosen it up a little.’

With that thought in mind, he pushed open the changing room door and stepped back into the reception area.

"Hey, Antonia, I need a bit of a favor."

Antonia, who had been sorting through some paperwork near the front desk, turned toward him.

"A favor?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"For what exactly?"

Denzel gestured down at himself.

"I mean, isn’t it obvious?"

He grabbed the edge of the shirt and pulled at it.

"The damn thing is tight."

Before Antonia could respond, the front door suddenly swung open.

The sound drew both of their gazes toward the entrance.

Denzel casually looked over and immediately, he froze.

Standing in the doorway was a woman he recognized instantly- Aisha.

The elegant dress she wore hugged her figure perfectly, carrying an effortless sense of confidence and authority, along with her utterly sexy curves.

For a moment, Denzel simply stared.

His mouth parted slightly in surprise.

"Aisha?"

Beside him, Antonia immediately straightened.

"Boss."

The single word hit Denzel like a hammer. His brain took a second to process what he had just heard as his eyes shifted from Antonia... To Aisha.

’Wait. No way. You’re telling me...’

The corners of his mouth twitched.

’She’s the boss here?’

His eyes slowly widened.

’Which means... The woman I’ve been trying so hard to tame is the owner of this entire establishment?’

A cold chill ran down his spine.

’Ah, fuck... that’s all I needed to here.’ Denzel thought inwardly as a smile tugged on his lip.