CH 236

Name：The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem Author：Crosis
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At that moment, it felt like time stopped.

But we have come here to spend a night with Kaisar-sama, that is, to procreate.

And since Kaisar-sama is surprisingly insensitive to matters of love, if I were to say it in a strange, roundabout way, he’d just bury it like he always does, and I’d be left wondering what the point of us coming here was. So, I decided not to waste the beliefs of the souls who had carried me on their backs to get here, I had to throw a straight ball right down the middle.

Because even if there’s even a 1% chance that Kaisar-sama will nod his head in agreement without thinking about it, I’m going to bet everything I’ve got and take a shot at it. 

So please don’t misunderstand me, the two of you.

And, please stop staring daggers at me, Karendoll, Mowry.

I would rather have them thank me because I was the one who carried the Black Rose on my back and said it on behalf of the two who could not say it right.

And I waited for Kaisar-sama’s reply.

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[Kaisar’s POV]

My first thought was ‘What the h**l are these girls doing?’

I didn’t think that the trap I had set up just for fun would work, and besides, the people captured were Bridgette, Karendoll and Mowry.

I was just surprised because I thought it was a new slave or someone who got lost and came into my room by mistake.

Incidentally, once a day, there is always a new slave mistakenly entering my bedroom, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m new and I got the wrong room.”

In the first place, I gave the slaves a separate dormitory for them, but for some reason, they came to my bedroom, which is in a different building altogether, so I wondered if some mysterious force is working in me. I once asked Sarah about it, and she replied, “Yes, it is the mysterious power of a maiden in love,” so it seems it was the case.

And I thought I was just another new slave today, but the three people who got caught in the trap were my classmates, Bridgette, Karendoll and Mowry.

To be frank, I have no idea why these three girls came into my bedroom in the middle of the night, but my brain is setting off alarms telling me not to think too much about it, so I stop to ponder it.

But when I was just about to leave it in the dust, the unusual members of the trio, Mowry and Karendoll, who were in a hurry for some reason, begged me for a favour, like a reward for always doing their best, so I agreed to it with a nod.