What happens [1/2] [R18]

The girls and I were all in one of the living quarters around the barracks. I placed a {Shelter} shield that covered the door. So for everyone else, this room had no opening. Like spoiled children, my battle harem demanded hugs and kisses.

Only to these women would my caresses be worth facing armies of monsters and undead. Naturally, I used {Day by Day}. My familiarity with it allowed me to move them all independently. I could use them as if I were in [Commander].

I didn't know if {Gather} and {Calculate} had anything to do with it, but my learning speed in repeating a task was superhuman. In less than 2 weeks, I could have all seven of my bodies having separate conversations. 

Which was good, because I had a lot to talk about with my harem. The Sirens were incredibly stubborn. To everyone else, they were Amazons who would never submit. But to me, they were docile women who accepted my authority.