Harem Overlord: I ALWAYS Finish Quick!

FROM NOW ON, All [ ] now be used for all telepathic communication.

[Yoko?] Ryan asked, not hearing her respond.

Yoko debated whether to tell Ryan his heritage, as it could cause him harm, but decided she didn't want Ryan to get the wrong impression and think she was keeping it from him.

[Master, I think you're a First One,] Yoko sighed. [I had a suspicion before, but finding that necklace and it calling you almost guarantees you're a living, breathing First One.]

Ryan paused, scratching his head. [Yeah, I figured that. But I don't get the big deal.]

"Hello, are you just going to stare at me all day?" Vimmi said, huffing. "Are you going to take the deal or not?"

"Can't we do any less than 100?"

As every good Overlord should, Ryan had a greedy side that made giving away anything for free impossible.

Even though he had over 100,000 Heavenly Credits, he knew they would only last for a while, and if 10,000 Heavenly Credits could buy a planet, 100 wasn't something to sniff at.

Vimmi looked stunned, muttering, "Has the day finally come? After all these years?"

Shaking away her thoughts, she replied, "No, I'm sorry. My price is firm."

Ryan wanted to press further but felt the necklace again warn him not to.

Inwardly sighing, Ryan nodded his head. "Okay, it's a deal."

===

A few hours later, Ryan had completed Vimmi's 'Makeover' to become a dragon, but it left him, and Yoko completely baffled.

"Why am I wearing a speedo?" Ryan asked, looking down to see his naked body only covered by the thin fabric of the smallest bathing suit he'd ever seen.

Vimmi, who had been furiously blushing since Ryan had removed his clothes, coughed, trying to compose herself.

"It has to do with the testing," she replied, trying to sound confident.

"I get how this would help me pass a test to get into a harem," Ryan shrugged. "But how would this help me become a dragon? Don't tell me I've wasted 100 Credits for nothing."

"You haven't even paid me, and you're already complaining," Vimmi mumbled. "But it's the speedo that is the special part."

Ryan looked down at his crotch. He could perfectly see his bulge, down to every minor vein.

"I don't understand."

"Don't you feel it?" Vimmi asked, puzzled.

"All I feel is horny. But that's not out of the norm."

'Pleeease heavens, don't be him,' Vimmi thought.

'Although,' Vimmi looked at his growing bulge, 'I don't think I'm going to hate what I'm about to do...'

"The speedo right now is injecting Dragon-Agra, which gives the user a raging erection."

Vimmi continued, "However after the user ejaculates, he will have dragon energy inside him for a very short period."

At that moment, Ryan felt the intensity of the drug starting to ramp up in intensity.

"When does the tournament testing start?" Ryan asked, thinking it would be any second, as he felt he could cum just from a few strokes.

'Not any different from how I used to be,' Ryan lamented.

"Oh crap!" Vimmi exclaimed.

"I forgot. Why are you so hard already?" Vimmi asked frantically.

"It's not supposed to work for another two hours!"

Ryan gritted his teeth, deciding since he couldn't take his anger out on the girl, he should try distracting himself.

"What do you know about your necklace?" Ryan asked, steadying his breathing.

"My necklace?" Vimmi's eyes widened.

'Could it truly be him?'

Vimmi's heartbeat increased as the possibility that she had found the man that the supposed diviner told her about flooded her mind.

Vimmi gulped. "Why do you ask?" she asked shakily.

Not noticing Vimmi's attitude since his entire focus was on trying to stop himself from growing even harder, Ryan said, "It looks good, alright?"

"Should be pretty common for people to try and steal it since it looks so expensive."

Vimmi frowned. Ryan's logic was sound, but the problem was no one had even noticed she was wearing one until she had pointed it out to them.

Even then, people would shrug and call it 'alright.'

Thinking of the woman's words, Vimmi said, "What would you be willing to give me for the necklace?"

If this person was the one she sought, she had been told he could provide her with a new life.

Although she'd have to make a difficult choice.

"I can offer you. . . 1,000. . . Heavenly Credits," Ryan said, his breathing becoming unsteady.

'Although 1,000 Credits is a lot, I don't think a diviner would come to me just for that little amount,' Vimmi frowned.

[Yoko! Can you do something about this energy?] Ryan asked.

[Can it help you break out of your shell faster?]

Yoko pursed her unborn lips and said in disgust, [I could, but that stuff is filthy.]

[Yoko, I don't want to order you. But I need the Dragon Empress on our side.]

[If I can get into this tournament and then her harem, I can make my way into her bedchambers and then her heart.]

Yoko gagged but started slowly siphoning a portion of the energy away from Ryan, muttering, [Fine, Master, but you owe me one.]

[Fine,] Ryan sighed with relief. [Thank you.]

After contemplating, Vimmi said, "Isn't there anything else you can offer me?"

"I don't particularly need Heavenly Credits."

Ryan relieved that his cock was not on fire anymore, looked at the small dragonkin before him.

They were in her house at the moment. She wore a maid outfit that barely covered her chest. Her hair was done in pigtails, and her tail curled around her legs.

The girl's face was calculating, and Ryan could tell she hadn't lived the pampered life of some noble.

'Don't tell me I have to take in another one,' Ryan thought.

'Although someone who has come into possession of a holy relic can't be normal.'

Ryan activated energy vision and focused it on Vimmi, trying to see her talent.

"Holy crap," Ryan started chuckling. "Guess there are no coincidences in this world."

Vimmi had the same talent as Joy, the girl he had picked up about a week ago.

[Yoko, when someone comes to check up on you can you talk with Joy?] Ryan asked, remembering he hadn't exactly been the best adoptive father as of late.

"What do you mean?" Vimmi asked, tilting her head at Ryan's odd words.

Looking at Vimmi, he said, "Come be my servant."

"I don't know how you got that necklace, but that doesn't matter."

Slowly standing, Ryan extended his hand toward the dragonkin, "I see talent for leadership inside you. Come, become my servant, and I'll give you more power than you could ever dream of."

"I'll let you oversee thousands of servants who will answer to your every whim and beck and call."

Vimmi's jaw dropped as she couldn't believe the words coming out of Ryan's mouth.

'How does he know I have a management talent? I only found out three days ago when I awoke my heavenly screen!'

Seeing the awe on Vimmi's face, Ryan grinned.

"What do you say? I can offer you a direct leadership position over all of my servants, and as you grow in rank, your power within my faction will also increase."

The look of temptation on Vimmi's face was evident, but she still asked, "But you're just a man? You can't cultivate. What would I gain-"

Before she could finish, Ryan released his D-Rank aura and asked, "Who said I couldn't cultivate?"

Tears of joy dripped down Vimmi's cheeks as she muttered, "I finally found you. Imperfect as you are."

Choosing to only listen to the first sentence, Ryan said, "Then become mine," and sent a set of prompts to Vimmi.