My Harem of Dangerous and Crazy Women as a Reincarnated Necromancer

”...”

Mark didn’t respond right away, his gaze dropped slowly to the floor as he processed everything he had just heard.

It wasn’t that he was against it, or that it seemed crazy to him, or that he hadn’t thought about it before in some distant corner of his mind.

It was more that until that moment, everything he had done with them had been without consequences.

And he knew it.

Every time he had been with Ely, with Aria, or with both of them, there had always existed in the back of his mind that comfortable certainty that nothing would happen, because they were all undead, and undead can’t reproduce.

The only exceptions had been two.

The first was Rose, that time when he had just met her and she tried to seduce him in order to kill him by draining his blood.

And the second was Cali.

But with Cali he hadn’t worried either, because she was a succubus. That’s literally what succubi do, and Mark had simply assumed that the biology between species would do its job and there would be no unexpected results.

But now it was different.

Now they were asking him directly.

’Alright, Mark, think,’ he told himself. ’If you’re being completely honest with yourself... do you have any real objection to what they’re asking?’

He thought about it for a couple of seconds.

’No... I don’t.’

And it was true.

If anything, all he felt was a mild surprise at how organized they had been about it, because being honest, he had expected something like this to come up eventually, he just never thought it would be so soon.

’Besides,’ Mark thought, ’a good Master is supposed to make his subordinates happy, right? And if this is what they want, who am I to deny them?’

Mark raised his gaze from the floor.

Ely was still standing in front of him, arms crossed, with that expression of determination that hadn’t changed a millimeter since the conversation began.

But behind that firmness, Mark could see something else in her blue eyes, something that looked a lot like the anxiety of someone waiting for an answer that matters too much.

Aria was at her side, still, with her hands clasped in front of her chest and her eyes fixed on him.

And Cali, against the door, her face still red, her golden eyes looking at the floor but lifting them toward Mark every now and then to see if he had made a decision yet.

Mark let out a sigh and a smile formed on his lips.

”I agree.”

”...Really?” Ely said, and for the first time since the conversation began her voice lost the firmness she had maintained throughout her entire speech.

”Really,” Mark confirmed, nodding. ”And don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can to make you human again as soon as possible.”

Then Ely’s expression broke, and what remained was the face of a woman who had just heard exactly what she needed to hear.

”Master!” Ely said in a voice that cracked halfway through the word as she launched herself at him.

Her arms wrapped around him firmly, pressing him against her as she buried her face in his shoulder.

”Thank you...” Ely murmured against his shoulder in a voice so low it barely carried. ”Thank you so much, Master.”

Mark raised a hand and rested it on Ely’s back.

But he didn’t have time to say anything because a second impact came from the left.

Aria launched herself onto the two of them, clinging to Mark’s side with enough force that she almost knocked him off the bed.

”Masterrr!” Aria said with her eyes already completely wet, because of course she was crying. ”I knew you’d say yes! I knew it!”

”You knew?”

”Well, I was hoping!”

”That’s not the same thing, Aria.”

”It doesn’t matter!”

Mark found himself trapped between the two, Ely clinging to his right shoulder and Aria hanging off his left side, both squeezing him with a force that made clear they weren’t letting go anytime soon.

And while he was there being crushed from both sides, a thought crossed his mind.

’It’s not like Cali is going to get pregnant on the first try,’ Mark thought calmly.

Mark glanced discreetly toward Cali, who was still by the door watching the scene with an expression that mixed embarrassment with something that looked a lot like happiness.

’So there’s really not that much to worry about right now...’

Mark was about to open his mouth to say something about the important news he had to tell them when Ely pulled away from his shoulder and looked at him with an expression that had changed entirely.

The emotion was still there, but now there was something else.

Something Mark knew all too well.

”Well... we’d better get started,” Ely said with a smile.

”Huh?”

Then she began unbuttoning the top of her clothes with quick movements.

”Ely, wait,” Mark said, raising a hand. ”Now?”

”Why not?” Aria replied, letting go of his side and standing up with a smile identical to Ely’s. ”There’s no better time than the present, Master.”

Before Mark could respond, Aria had already turned toward Cali and was walking toward her.

”Come here, Cali,” Aria said, gently taking the succubus by the hand. ”Don’t just stand there.”

”B-but...” Cali stammered, her face completely red as Aria pulled her gently toward the bed. ”A-already? That fast?”

”Would you prefer we wait?”

”N-no, but...”

”Then come on.”

Mark tried to say something, anything, about the inquisitors, about the meeting Rose was organizing, about the fact that he had literally just told Rose to get everyone ready to depart.

But Ely didn’t give him the chance.

Because the moment he opened his mouth, she leaned forward and kissed him in a way that made Mark close his eyes by pure reflex as he felt Ely’s tongue against his.

And while she kissed him, Ely gently pushed him back with her other hand until his back touched the bed.

When Ely finally pulled away from his lips, Mark lay there staring at the ceiling of his bedroom with his breathing slightly quickened and his robe already halfway off.

’Well, I suppose this is going to be fun,’ Mark thought with amusement.