The Absolute Will: The Lifespan Collector's Harem

Alex’s life hadn’t changed much. He continued his daily routine of mixing sex and leisure with Makoto and Tsubaki, or heading out to find new "prey." Well, calling them prey was a bit harsh; in this hentai world, he preferred to think of it as "saving" poor, neglected women.

The school in Kyoto had already become his personal harem academy, and now, almost all of Tokyo was within his grasp. Alex sat on the curb of a busy commercial street, leaning against a tree as he enjoyed the view of the beautiful women passing by.

Whenever he spotted a "stray fish" that had escaped his net, he would consider applying his [Absolute Control] ability. However, he started wondering if it was just a delusion—even when he wasn’t using his powers, women seemed to be gravitating toward him.

"Excuse me—"

A voice broke his train of thought. A cup of coffee was placed in front of him. He turned to find a cute girl in a maid uniform staring at him nervously. "Would you like a drink?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"??"

"I noticed you’ve been sitting here for a long while, so... it’s on the house. No charge."

Alex’s eyes shifted past the girl to the building behind her. It was a maid cafe, and this girl was an employee. "Free? Is this some new marketing tactic?" Usually, items in those cafes were overpriced.

"No, no," the girl waved her hands frantically. "It’s not a sales pitch. If you don’t mind, please come inside and sit. Everyone would welcome you. And really, it’s free of charge—"

A free ride? Does such a good thing actually exist?

Alex let a wicked grin slip. "That sounds great. But I’m not really interested in coffee."

Just as the girl’s disappointment became visible, Alex’s smirk widened. "But I am very interested in maids. Rather than drinking coffee, I’d much rather have some... ’special interactions’ with the ladies here."

"Eh? Ah—"

Staring into the boy’s playful eyes, the girl’s face flushed deep red. She clearly caught his drift. She fidgeted with her apron, lowered her head, and whispered, "Well... our cafe doesn’t officially provide that kind of service. But if it’s you... it’s no problem at all."

Holy shit, it really is my lucky day.

Alex found it hard to believe. This girl wasn’t a "main character" from any hentai plot he remembered; she was just an ordinary girl. He hadn’t even used [Absolute Control] on her, yet she was practically throwing herself at him.

Am I really just that charming? Alex narcissistically rubbed his chin. He could tell she wasn’t some random slut either, or he would have sensed it.

"Then I... won’t hold back?"

Alex followed the blushing girl into the cafe. He found every maid in the shop staring at him. Some were bold, others shy, but they all had the same "I want to eat you alive" look in their eyes. It made him feel a bit chilly.

"Wait a second," he realized something was off. Did I walk into a spider’s den? "You girls—"

"Master, didn’t you want to interact with us?" The girl who invited him turned around, unbuttoning her maid outfit to reveal a plunging neckline. "Um... you can do whatever you want."

The other maids quickly ran outside, flipped the "Open" sign to "Closed," and locked the door.

Looking at the darkened room, Alex’s lip twitched. "Before we start, I have to ask... do you all know who I am?"

"How could we? We don’t know Master at all."

Alex reached out and grabbed her bouncing breast through her shirt. "Tell—the—truth—"

"Ngh~"

The waitress’s body went limp in his arms, her eyes becoming hazy. "I’m sorry, ugh... we do know who you are, but this really is the first time we’ve seen you in person~"

"Oh? How do you know me?"

"Actually," another maid explained, blinking her large eyes, "we are members of the ’Savior Support Association.’ Everything we know about Master was told to us by the President."

"???"

A support association? And what the hell is a ’Savior’?

Seeing Alex’s confusion, a third maid stepped forward. "The Savior is you, Master. The President said you are the savior of this world, and our savior too. She asked us to join this organization to support your ’cause’."

What?

This was ridiculous. He was a savior now? While the title suited his ego, it was still a bit cringe.

"The truth is, we are all people who were in danger and were rescued by the President. That’s why we believe her words without question. Only Master can save this world," the girl Alex was groping leaned into his chest, whispering breathlessly. "And the President said that by having sex with Master—doing lewd things—we can obtain the power to protect ourselves. Of course, even without that, we want to have sex with you... our organization exists specifically to support the Savior in saving the world—"

"Wait, wait, stop," Alex said with a dark expression, stopping her hand as she tried to unbuckle his pants. "First, tell me: what is the name of this ’President’?"

"The President strictly forbade us from telling you her identity, otherwise we’ll be punished. Master, please don’t make it difficult for us—"

How mysterious. But Alex was certain that this so-called "President" had to be one of the women already close to him. No one else would know his secrets or his specific... "methods."

Someone quietly pulled off a big one behind my back, huh? While he was busy indulging in lust, someone was building him a cult. The Savior Support Association?

Alex’s eye twitched. Who could it be? Tsubaki was the prime suspect given her efficiency and devotion, but did she have the time? She was almost always by his side. Yui? Makoto? They had plenty of time during the holidays, but it didn’t feel like their style. Or maybe the older women like Mrs. Miller or Mrs. Shiho? They had the money and influence.

Before he could think further, the maids had already stripped him. He didn’t have the mental energy to overthink anymore. Facing the active advances of these "Support Association" members, Alex couldn’t refuse. He pinned the first girl onto the bar counter.

He slammed into her body.

"Mgh—ah—!"

Though it was her first time and she felt a sting of pain, she was quickly swept away by Alex’s high-level technique and his massive rod. Waves of pleasure flowed through her, making her moan and gasp uncontrollably. The other maids watching nearby squeezed their legs together, their hearts fluttering.

"Even if that weird President saved you and made you join this group... you really don’t mind doing this with a guy you just met? You can truly accept this?" Alex asked as he ravaged her.

I guess this is what they call ’fucking the fans.’ I can’t believe I’ve reached this level.

"Of course we don’t mind. Because, mmm... because Master is so handsome. You’re not some creepy middle-aged guy," the girl shook as he thrust, her white breasts being kneaded into various shapes. "We’re the ones benefiting here."

In the end, it really is just about my face, Alex thought, unable to hide his grin. I guess I really am charming.

"Besides, Master is the one saving the world. You have the right to enjoy us, and we are more than willing~"

How the hell did that President describe me to them? This level of brainwashing is impressive. Alex decided he had to investigate thoroughly and unmask the President when he got back.

For now, he decided to enjoy the perks. He softened his movements; these were just ordinary girls without the physical constitution to handle his full power. He stayed with the maids until evening, eventually deciding to cum inside all of them.

He didn’t turn off his "Contraception" ability, though. Only the girls in his inner circle had the "right" to bear his children for now.

However, the injection still granted them the "power" they craved. Alex sat in the cafe’s VIP seat, watching the girls recover their strength and bring him a cup of coffee. "By the way, what about your manager? Is she in the club too?"

"The President gave us this shop; it’s one of the Association’s bases," the maids laughed, looking at each other. "Master, this shop is technically your property. So, will you stay for dinner?"

"..."

Confirmed. The President was definitely rich.

"Sure," Alex said, meeting their expectant eyes. "I’ll eat here. I hope dinner isn’t just more coffee?"

"Of course not! We have the Chinese dishes you like, Master~"

As the girls went to prepare the meal, Alex sank into the sofa, deep in thought. This wasn’t bad. It was less like an organization and more like a service that provided him with a string of lovers and bases.

Which genius was so kind to me?

But at the same time, he felt a weight on his shoulders. Before, he did this for himself—to get stronger and fulfill his desires. But now...

Seeing these girls trust him and choose him, even Alex, as cynical as he was, couldn’t treat them as mere tools. Combined with the girls already by his side—Tsubaki, Kaede, Rin—he felt a sense of responsibility.

"The Savior, huh..."

He used to say it as a joke. But now, Alex was ready to take it seriously.

"Then I guess it’s time to experience being a real Savior."