What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

“So… The person?” I asked.

Loster was looking at me with a raised eyebrow while she changed into a new set of clothes, “Person? What person?”

“The person you agreed to tell me about after I ‘wet your lips’.”

She continued to give me that look that showed me she had no idea what I was talking about before she let out a gasp.

“Oh! Ohhh! I’m so sorry, I actually forgot we had that deal! Sorry, sorry! To be fair though, you have a wonderful package! I would even dare say it’s the best I’ve tasted so far while I’m here.

No, I’ll go even further and say that it’s the best I’ve had in my life.”

Err… Thanks? Though I suspect it might just be remnants of the potion that Lisa used on us last night but I wasn’t going to tell her that of course.

She started retying her hair while she gestured for me to sit at the counter, leaving behind the entire group of naked people at the table who were still basking in the afterglow of our orgy.

Don’t even ask me what happened because even I wasn’t really sure who was fucking who at some point.

Heck, I think I fucked Loster and Jenna and I think the Amrap also rode me once or twice. I wasn’t really sure since I had someone’s crotch on my face for most of the time.

One thing I know for a fact though, was that I didn’t engage with any of the guys and I made that pretty clear during the orgy.

Not like they had a problem with it since all the other girls seem pretty happy to get fucked by whoever had a dick so they weren’t picky.

At least… I don’t think so? Pretty sure at the end all of them were just trying to get me to fuck them instead and were only looking for the guys because I was occupied with another girl…

Anyway…

I went over to the bar counter and she took her place behind it, taking a moment to adjust her outfit before grinning at me.

“Well now… So you’re looking for some weird guy that just recently moved here, right?”

I nodded, “You said you know someone who fits that description?”

“Sure do. Comes into this bar and sit in the very same chair you are sitting in.”

I frowned, “If you’re going to tell me that the person you know is me…”

She raised her hands, “Oh, no, no. Sorry if that gave you that idea. I really did mean the person you’re looking for. Or rather, a person who matches your description to a certain degree I guess.”

“To a certain degree?”

She shrugged, “He just comes in and orders a drink and sits there quietly without saying another word.”

“So how do you know that he’s weird?”

She chuckled, “That’s pretty easy. The first time he came here and an orgy started, he looked so shocked that he fell out of his chair before running off. The next few times when it started again, he immediately leaves too.”

Ok, yeah, that definitely would point him out as an oddity.

If they were a local of this World, sights like this would be commonplace especially if you were a Mahun so there was no reason for them to be surprised.

I’m pretty sure that the guy she was referring to must be an Off-Worlder. The only question now was whether it was the Off-Worlder I was looking for.

“What time does he usually come here?”

“Oh, he usually comes in early evening before the night crowd. He used to come in later but then when he realised that most of the time the orgies would start late at night, he started coming in earlier. I think if you wait here for about an hour or two, he should be here by then.”

I turned to look at the bar staff who were still naked and sprawled around the area where we had the orgy, “Would you guys even be able to open?”

She let out a bark of laughter, “Ahahaha! Normally, I would say yes since this wouldn’t be the first time we did something like this before opening. But I think we got a little carried away with you today so I’m not even sure they would recover by themselves. Don’t worry, we have some potions in store for situations like this.”

Right… Not sure why my participation made a difference but ok?

In the meantime, I asked for more hot chocolate from her since I felt a little parched after that long sex session with everyone.

Loster chuckled, “Alright, let me fix that for you. It’ll take a while though since our chef is still unconscious over there and he’s the one with the Pyromancy magic. I’ll have to start the fire manually.”

“I can start the fire for you if you want.”

“Oh, you’re a mage too? That’s something. But it’s alright, it would look bad for me if I were to make a customer work for me instead. Unless you can’t wait?”

I waved my hand at her, “No, it’s alright. I just thought I would offer to make your job easier.”

She looked pointedly at the unconscious pile of people, “I would say my job has plenty of benefits already so don’t worry about it.”

Since you put it that way…

She then left the counter to head over to the kitchen, leaving me as the only one who was still awake in the room.

I turned around to face the rest of the bar, leaning my back against the counter while waiting for Loster to return.

In the meantime, I wondered just how I would approach the Off-Worlder later when I meet them. Assuming that they were an Off-Worlder of course.

I wasn’t really expecting to be able to find them in the very first place I visited so I didn’t exactly have a concrete plan yet.

While I was coming up with ideas in my head, the door to the bar opened and a male Mahun walked in.

I didn’t think anything of it at first until the guy stopped in his tracks when he saw the pile of naked people off to the side.

A look of confusion appeared on his face before it shifted to disgust.

I immediately went ahead to use [Screened] on him.

[Name: Jerry Adams

Title: Off-Worlder Transmigrator, Prude, Weirdo, Closet Pervert

Race: Mahun

Gender: Male

Current Mood: Disgust

Stats:

220 Strength

104 Dexterity

400 Endurance

200 Magic

Skills:

Martial Skill-(Sword Proficiency (Tier 2), Unarmed Proficiency (Tier 1)), Hunting (Tier 2), Assassination (Tier 1), Tracking (Tier 1)

Magic Skills:

Somatomancy (Tier 2), Umbramancy (Tier 2), Geomancy (Tier 1), Pyromancy (Tier 1), Mana Management (Tier 1), Astromancy (Tier 1), Iatromancy (Tier 1)]

Well, he’s an Off-Worlder alright. But I’m still not sure if he’s the one I’m looking for.

He stood there looking at the pile of naked flesh for a good long minute, as though trying to decide if he should be offended by the sight or not.

While he was doing that, I inspected his looks.

Hmm… If I had to guess, probably in his early twenties and I would say he’s relatively good looking. He was relatively tall and dressed in what I could only describe as a mage’s robes complete with a rather oversized hat that rested on his head.

If I didn’t already know about his magic skills, I would have guessed that he was a mage from his outfit alone.

He turned to me and scowled, “Before you even ask, I’m not interested in doing that with you, so you can stop staring at me.”

What? Oh. He thought I was looking at him because I wanted to ask him to have sex with me.

I raised an eyebrow at him, “First of all, I like girls. Second of all, I was just wondering why you were standing in the middle of the bar and staring at a bunch of naked people like an idiot.”

He scowled at me, “The idiot is you who think that something like this is normal!”

Damn bro, you’re really not trying to hide your status as an Off-Worlder at all huh? Like anyone who knows about Off-Worlders could probably tell you are one just from that comment alone you know?

I shrugged, “Your opinion matters not to me. If this sight bothers you, you can just leave, you know?”

“Fuck you,” He cursed before approaching me.

I thought he was going to threaten me or start something but he stood there with his hands on his hips while he glared at me.

I tilted my head at him as a way of silently asking him what he wanted.

He pointed at me, “You’re in my seat. Move it, bitch.”

Really?

I made a show of looking around before turning back to him, “Sorry, I don’t see any names here that might indicate this seat belongs to you. I think you must be mistaken.”

He paused, then a smile appeared on his face.

“You’re an Off-Worlder, aren’t you?”

… Fuck, how did he know?