Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine - Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Heading to the SMPE!
… 07:46 a.m.

The sun was already high in the sky.

And the bustling streets of Metro City were covered in its beautiful rays of light.

Inside the grandness of Emma’s Mansion, Scott slumped over in his cluttered room.

He was spread in a swivel chair, looking like a tired zombie.

His head tilted at an odd angle as soft but frequent snores escaped him.

The table in front of him was strewn with blueprints, sketches of upgrades for Brigid’s suit, and even a handful of hand-drawn designs for action figures he had painstakingly conceptualized.

By this time, the Arcforge Omni-Fabricator had already fully designed the super suit and action figures.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Marcus stepped into the room. His sharp eyes scanned the chaotic space before they landed on Scott who was still deep in his exhausted slumber. Marcus tiptoed closer, leaned down, and tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

“Big bro?” Marcus called softly.

When Scott didn’t stir, he shook him a little harder.

“Big bro? Time to wake up, man.”

Scott’s eyes fluttered open, bloodshot and dazed.

Before he could fully process what was happening, he jerked forward as he choked on his own saliva. His body pitched forward, sending him into a fit of loud, rasping coughs.

“Holy crap!”

Marcus shouted as his eyes widened with panic.

“My big bro’s gonna die!”

He flailed his arms, unsure of what to do, and then grabbed a water bottle from the table and shoved it into Scott’s hands.

Scott coughed a few more times before chugging the water and slumping back into his chair.

His face was pale but he was breathing steady.

“I’m… I’m fine, idiot…”

He croaked as he glared at Marcus.

“Could you not scream like that first thing in the morning?”

Marcus crossed his arms. “First of all, it’s not morning; the sun’s been up for hours. Second, you looked like you were about to drop dead. You’re lucky I didn’t call 911.”

Scott grunted and waved him off.

“Go bother someone else.”

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In the living room, Brigid sat nervously on a plastic stool as her hands rested awkwardly on her knees.

Across from her, Emma was focused on applying a light touch of makeup to Brigid’s face. Emma dabbed a bit of powder on her nose and worked on her lashes with a practiced hand and a slight smile on her cherry lips.

“You know…”

Brigid spoke so softly she almost sounded shy.

“I’ve always wanted a big sister to help me with stuff like this… you know, makeup, clothes, girly things.”

Emma chuckled, then reached into her makeup kit for another item.

“Well, I’m not your sister, but I can help you look good. At least you’ll be presentable in that super suit of yours.”

Brigid hesitated for a moment as her cheeks flushed.

“T-, Thank you… but do you think… do you think Scott will like it?”

Emma’s hand froze for a split second before she resumed her work.

“Scott? Why does it matter if he likes it?”

Brigid twiddled her thumbs as the tips of her feet nervously knocked together.

“Because… I want him to call me… p-, pretty…”

“I see…”

Emma’s grip on her kabuki brush tightened.

“So, you like Scott… then?”

When Emma asked the question, Brigid stiffened for a moment, almost like she was caught off guard or even a little scared.

Like second nature, she nervously twiddled her fingers.

“W-, Well… it’s just… isn’t Lord Scott your boyfriend? I mean, as much as I… as much as I love the idea of being with him, it’d be wrong to… you know… take him from you. Not that I could! I mean, you’re so beautiful and confident, and I’m just… me… I guess?”

Her voice trailed off, and a sad look crossed her face.

Emma frowned but said nothing, quietly focusing on finishing Brigid’s makeup.

After a few moments of silence, Brigid suddenly perked up as her eyes sparkled with an idea.

She leaned forward excitedly.

“Oh, oh, oh, I know! What if… just what if you were okay with a harem?”

Emma recoiled slightly as her brow wrinkled.

“A… harem? What the hell is that?”

Brigid giggled, her nervousness momentarily forgotten.

“It’s like, this thing in Japanese novels—light novels, actually—where the main character has a bunch of cute girls falling for him. But instead of picking just one and making the readers mad, he… you know… keeps them all.”

Emma’s expression went blank.

“That… sounds ridiculous.”

“No, no, hear me out!”

Brigid insisted, holding up a finger like she was about to present groundbreaking logic.

“There’s this super-duper, awesome anime I watched… The Quintessential Quadruplets. The guy only picks one girl, and it made so many fans angry! Like, why not marry all the girls or at least pick the right one?”

Emma sighed and packed her makeup kit back into its box.

“Make your point, Brigid.”

Brigid placed both hands on Emma’s shoulders as her face turned serious.

“Ma-, Maybe we can… yunno, share Lord Nightwatch? I mean, I don’t even know if I want a romantic relationship with him, but—”

Emma slapped Brigid’s hands away, standing abruptly.

Her expression was calm but cold.

“Brigid…”

She said firmly as she stood abruptly.

“Can you just focus on the SMPE? I already posted about you on my Instaflick. You’ll have fans waiting for you. Don’t screw it up.”

Brigid blinked, startled. “But, Miss Emma, what about the harem idea? Are you fine with it?”

Emma turned at the foot of the staircase.

“No. I’m not sharing my man with anyone. Ever. A harem is stupid, Brigid. In the end, everyone just gets hurt.”

There was such hardness in her eyes.

Brigid’s shoulders slumped, and she forced a weak smile.

“Y-, You’re right. That’s fair.”

She awkwardly scratched the back of her hair.

“I-, It’s a stupid idea. I mean, I’m stupid after all. Haha~”

Emma didn’t reply.

She just climbed up the stairs without looking back.

Once she was gone, Brigid pulled out her phone and opened Instaflick with a heavy sigh.

『Why did I even say that…?』

She mumbled like a sad puppy.

[Instaflick Post by @MercuryOfficial]

[✢ Image: Psyche rocking her suit and serving up that peace sign energy we LOVE.]

[✢ Caption: ✨🌟 Psyche is ready to SHINE! 🌟✨]

[✢ Sub-caption: The SMPE in Metro City is about to be LIT because one of Skycraft Academy’s Four Prodigies, the incredible Psyche, will be there! 🚀💫 She’s powerful, she’s sharp, and she’s the next big thing in the superhero world.]

[Catch her at her booth for autographs, merch, and some seriously inspirational vibes. Trust me, you don’t want to miss out! 🦸‍♀️💖 Let’s show her ALL the love and support!]

[✢ Tags: #Psyche #SkycraftProdigy #SuperheroEvent #NextBigThing #MetroCityVibes #WomenOfPower]

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The morning was alive with movement as a group of muscular men in matching black uniforms worked to load everything Brigid would need for the SMPE into a black van parked in front of Emma’s Mansion.

They handled the cargo with precision, moving items like her super suit, encased in a high-tech, glowing display, several neatly stacked cardboard boxes containing her action figures, and glossy photo books Marcus had spent countless hours designing. There were even large posters and autograph pictures of Brigid, all carefully wrapped to prevent damage.

Wearing a casual outfit of denim shorts and a cropped hoodie, Brigid dragged a small suitcase toward the van with both hands. The wheels rattled against the pavement as she drew her attention away from her surroundings.

She puffed out her cheeks in effort but soldiered on as she occasionally glanced back at the van.

Next to the mansion’s door, Marcus stood with his prized camera, adjusting its settings and muttering to himself about lighting.

Standing beside him, Emma was currently wrapped snugly in Scott’s arms. Her soft laughter was audible as her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest.

Their faces were just inches apart.

Their eyes locked in a moment that seemed to freeze time.

From a distance, Brigid looked back at them.

Her lips pressed into a thin line as her brows wrinkled.

『It’s not fair… I’m sure if I met Lord Nightwatch first he’d be all over me too… and I’d even share him with other women too, it’s not like he’d love me any less…』

She quickly turned her eyes forward and resumed dragging her suitcase, but with some frustration this time.

Oblivious to Brigid’s reaction, Scott tilted his head down slightly to Emma’s level.

“Will you be fine without me and Marcus? Or should I consider staying back, just to keep you company?”

He smirked playfully.

Emma rolled her eyes before leaning up to peck his chin affectionately.

“As if I can’t survive a few hours without you. Nadia and Jenna will be around, so I’ll probably be fine.”

Her voice softened as she continued.

“Besides, I’m thinking about scheduling a session with my therapist later today.”

Scott’s smirk faded into concern as he raised an eyebrow.

“Therapist? Everything alright?”

His tone was low and measured.

Emma smiled reassuringly and nodded.

“Yeah, it is. You don’t have to worry. And I actually mean it this time.”

She rested her head lightly against his chest.

“I just want to ask her a few things… y’know, to see if I should make a certain decision.”

Scott didn’t seem too satisfied with her response.

“Emma, are you sure it’s not important? You’re making it sound like some big deal.”

Emma laughed nervously as her fingers played with the hem of his shirt. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, she leaned up and kissed him quickly on the lips. Before he could ask further, she turned him around and gave him a gentle push toward the van.

“Come on, come on. Focus on making sure Brigid is the most impressive at the SMPE! I don’t want that Irina Golovin becoming a pain in my side, alright?”

Scott glanced back over his shoulder, his trademark smirk returning. “Don’t worry about Irina. She might impress corporations, but Brigid will steal the hearts of the people. Trust me, I’ve trained her well.”

Emma smiled at his confidence and followed behind him as he approached the van. She patted his back lightly as he reached the driver’s door.

“And take care of Marcus too. If you need anything, just call me, and I’ll credit your account.”

Scott slicked back his hair with a smug grin.

“Ah──HEM! For your information, my account’s nearing half a million. I think I can handle a little trip without calling for financial reinforcements.”

“Mhm~ ♡ Is that s~oooo? ♡”

Suddenly, Emma’s smile turned perverted, and she purred sexily as she reached for Scott’s crotch, only to grab him tightly there and lean into his ear so he could feel the hotness and desperation in her watering mouth.

“Alright, big guy. Just make sure you come back early. I’ll want… a piece of this later.”

Scott’s smile wasn’t holy either──he was enjoying it.

“Geez, Mercury, could you not~?”

Marcus walked by, not even looking up from his camera.

“Seriously, can you two not do that in public? I know you like to get freaky, but this is way too much.”

Emma immediately stepped back, clearing her throat loudly as she turned to Marcus.

“Uhh… ahem! I’ll, uh, go eat now. Later!”

Scott shook his head with a chuckle as he climbed into the van and started the engine.

He gave a final wave to Emma through the window.

“Alright. Take care of yourself.”

Emma waved back with a sweet smile.

“Sure, sure. Drive safe, babe!”

As the van rolled out, Brigid peeked out the window of the passenger side, watching Emma shrink into the distance. A sigh escaped her lips as she clutched her phone tightly in her lap.

『They’re so perfect together… but why does that make my chest feel tight…?』

The thought lingered as they drove toward the SMPE.