Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths - Chapter 390

Chapter 390: There’s… A Condition
Many tea rooms in Hacheston typically have private, lockable rooms. These rooms are usually small, containing just a large tea table, two sofas, and a TV.

The more luxurious ones might be around 10 square meters in size. The tea rooms are somewhat cramped, but this narrowness is actually an advantage because it allows for subtle closeness between people.

More importantly, the tea rooms have private rooms that are very quiet. A man and a woman alone in a small, enclosed tea room naturally creates an intimate atmosphere.

Additionally, the doors of these rooms can be locked, providing a sense of security.

Once a woman is brought into one of these tea room private rooms, it’s as if the door to her body has already been opened.

Based on Harry’s experience, in the enclosed space of a tea room, after just a few words of conversation, touching the woman would meet little resistance—nine out of ten women wouldn’t put up much of a fight.

Even if some initially resisted, after some persistence, most would let him take advantage. Kissing, fondling breasts, and such were practically effortless.

As for whether things could progress to sex, it entirely depended on how satisfied the woman was with him. If the man was good-looking, smooth-talking, and skilled at flirtation, the next step would usually be booking a hotel room.

If the woman was bolder and enjoyed excitement, it wasn’t uncommon for things to escalate right in the private room.

For a long time, tea rooms in Hacheston became a hotspot for casual hookups between men and women.

“Okay… I’ll listen to you…” Leah seemed very pleased with Harry’s suggestion. Her cheeks flushed red as she immediately nodded shyly.

After stealing a glance at Harry, she bit her lip and lowered her head, too embarrassed to speak. The young girl was still an innocent maiden, and her bashful demeanor made Harry even more excited.

Back in the day, Harry had managed to hook up with several attractive women thanks to tea rooms. If the women were willing to accept money for services, he’d either have car sex or book a hotel room.

For the more complicated cases—those who only engaged in flirty chat on WhatsApp and weren’t guaranteed to agree to sex when meeting in person—Harry would usually take them to a tea room first.

There, he’d establish a first impression through conversation, showcase his value, and then make appropriate physical advances.

If he couldn’t succeed in one attempt, he’d arrange a second meeting. The more difficult ones might take up to three tries, but the easier ones would usually give in on the first try.

Thus, Harry was quite familiar with the tea rooms in the area. Driving confidently, he quickly found a relatively upscale and quiet tea room nearby.

After checking in at the front desk, he eagerly led the blushing, shy Leah into a luxurious private room.

The room Harry booked was the most high-end one in the tea room, costing 70 USD per hour. The decor was much fancier than the standard rooms, and it was more spacious, with a lavish genuine leather sofa.

The tea room’s owner was quite clever—the sofa was deliberately designed like a daybed or a rocking chair, clearly meant to facilitate affairs inside.

Nowadays, booking a hotel room requires ID, which is inconvenient for many, so tea rooms became an excellent alternative.

“Leah, have a seat. Order whatever you’d like to drink or eat.” After they sat down in the private room, Harry handed the menu to Leah and smiled gently.

The tea room not only served tea, coffee, and milk tea but also desserts and Western food, making it convenient to have a meal there if desired.

Leah shyly glanced at Harry, then looked at the menu nervously and said, “I… I’ll just have a taro milk tea.”

At that moment, a female server entered the room. Harry ordered a caramel macchiato for himself, a taro milk tea for Leah, and some snacks and fruits.

After the server brought the drinks and food, Harry casually stood up and locked the door.

He then returned to the sofa, gesturing to Leah and saying, “Leah, have some fruit. Don’t be nervous—just think of me as your older brother. You don’t need to feel tense around me.”

“Mmm… okay… thank you, Harry!” Leah gave Harry a grateful look, picked up a cherry, and took a bite.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked nervously, “Harry, you… you mentioned earlier that you found someone powerful who’s willing to help me… and can settle that matter… is… is that true?”

“Of course it’s true. To find that bastard who’s been harassing you, I pulled a lot of strings and spent a lot of money. Finally, I found someone who can help settle this. If we want this to be over, this might really be our only chance.”

Harry had deliberately avoided bringing it up earlier, waiting for Leah to ask herself. Now that Leah couldn’t wait any longer and brought it up, Harry had the upper hand.

“Thank you, Harry! I really appreciate it!” Leah stood up gratefully and bowed to Harry.

“Leah, I already told you, we’re like siblings. Don’t be so formal with me. There’s no need to thank me. That makes it seem like we’re strangers!”

Seeing Leah’s tearful gratitude, Harry immediately seized the opportunity to stand up, walk around the coffee table, grab Leah’s hand, and wrap his arm around her soft waist, guiding her back to the sofa.

Harry’s move was very natural and intimate, without any hint of aggression. Leah didn’t feel the slightest bit of resistance and instead leaned into Harry’s shoulder, sobbing quietly.

“Harry… I… I really don’t know what I did wrong… They… why are they doing this to me… I’m only 18… My youth has just begun… They… why are they so evil? Why are they treating me like this?”

Leah whimpered softly, her emotions slightly crumbling.

These past few days, Leah had indeed been under immense pressure, feeling suffocated and unable to confide in anyone. Now, the only person she could rely on and open up to was Harry beside her.

“Did something wrong? How dare you scheme against my Elena? Don’t blame me for plotting against you, you little bitch! Now you’re acting all pitiful, but when you were scheming against Elena, why were you so vicious? Hmph!”

Harry sneered inwardly, feeling not an ounce of pity for Leah’s pitiful display.

Though he thought this way, Harry spoke softly and gently, “Leah, these people are just bad to begin with, capable of any evil. You’re so beautiful, it’s normal for them to lust after you… Even I felt a little tempted when I first saw you, let alone those perverts? Leah, don’t be sad. Once this is over, just pretend none of it ever happened… Start your life anew. This is supposed to be the best time of your life. You shouldn’t have to bear this. You should be enjoying your wonderful college life!”

Harry’s comforting words were gentle and struck a chord with Leah. Overwhelmed with gratitude, she immediately hugged Harry tightly and burst into tears.

Harry wasn’t about to let such a perfect opportunity slip. He naturally wrapped his arms around Leah, whispering soothing words near her ear.

His wandering hands gently stroked Leah’s smooth back, savoring the warmth and softness of her body in his arms.

“Harry, you… you just said… that if they help me… there’s… a condition… What… what do they want me to do?” After crying for a while, Leah looked up at Harry nervously, her face tense.

When she saw Harry looking down at her, Leah immediately lowered her head shyly, biting her lip softly, her heart pounding wildly.

Only then did she realize she had actively thrown herself into Harry’s arms. The way they were now looked exactly like two lovers sneaking around in a private room…

The feeling of Harry’s strong, secure embrace and broad chest made Leah feel completely at ease. Harry’s arms were like a safe harbor, giving her heart a sliver of comfort and security.

His scorching breath made her face flush red, her heart racing…

“Leah, this is actually what I wanted to talk to you about today. I… I thought it would be better to tell you in person. It’s hard to bring it up over WhatsApp… If… if you don’t agree… I… I can try to think of another way…”

Harry deliberately frowned, hesitating before speaking.

“Harry, what… what do they want me to do? As long as… as long as this can be over… So I can live my life normally again, without anyone bothering me, I… I’ll do anything!”

Leah clenched her fists, her gaze resolute, her mind already made up.

The constant harassment from that mysterious man, along with the photos and videos of her being gang-raped in the KTV private room, weighed on Leah like a curse. She had nightmares every night.

All of it felt like a dark spell, pressing down on Leah so hard she could barely breathe.

At this point, she’d probably agree even if they asked for her life. This torment, this constant fear—she couldn’t take it anymore.