268 Harem evaluates Tearju, Choosing dresses and a New World?!

Allen has a keen ability to read the room, others' intentions, and overall moods. However, Nokotan is so unpredictable that when he watches her escape, he is quite confused.

Bocchi was also puzzled. They exchanged a glance without understanding what was going on.

...

In the living room, the situation was very different. Tearju was their teacher, so Gwen, MJ, and Felicia should show her due respect, but they were no longer at school, and Tearju felt uncomfortable due to the situation that led to this conclusion.

Of course, Tearju isn't to blame for an old pervert harassing her, but it doesn't change the fact that she feels responsible for Allen getting caught up in her problems.

More than anything, Tearju feels very uneasy. Not only has she been on a (fake) date with Allen, but now she's at his house where his girlfriend (girlfriends) is.

She seemed like a shameless mistress who dared to disturb Allen's wife in her own home. Tearju is a strong woman, but right now, she couldn't even lift her head.

Gwen exchanged looks with Rebecca, who shrugged, leaving everything in Gwen's hands.

*Sigh*

Gwen sighed seeing her teacher unable to even lift her head in front of her. Gwen nodded and smiled confidently.

"Tearju," Gwen said, placing her hand on Tearju's shoulder.

"Yes?!" Tearju responded nervously. She was surprised that a student would talk to her that way, of course, Allen usually does it too, but it is different because he always does it jokingly.

"Would you mind waiting for me a moment?" Gwen smiled kindly.

"Y-yes" Tearju replied.

Gwen looked at Tearju and almost laughed at her teacher. Tearju had her glasses askew and her hair somewhat disheveled. She looked cute and innocent for an adult woman.

...

Gwen entered MJ's room, startling her. She was listening to music in her bed.

"MJ!"

"What's up?!"

Gene smiled and pulled the girl along. MJ was speechless but decided to follow Gwen to the living room. In the hallway, Gwen called Felicia to join them.

Felicia laughed and while riding her motorcycle changed direction towards the apartment.

(Fifteen minutes later)

The three girls had their sensei at their disposal. After a brief strategy meeting, they decided to tease Tearju a bit.

Felicia began with feigned indifference, "So, Miss Tearju decided to go out with my Allen, hmm?"

"Miss Hardy, that was..."

Tearju panicked, wanting to deny it, but she couldn't, even though it wasn't a real date and they had just gone to the movies and hung out for a while, it met all the criteria of a date. Tearju remembered spending over an hour getting ready for Allen. It was really three hours but Allen only waited an hour.

"Three hours?!" MJ looked incredulously at Tearju; she looked good in that dress, but it was because Tearju was beautiful, not because her outfit was dazzling. "Makeup... normal, hairstyle... basic, dress... simple. Miss Tearju is lucky to be beautiful, or Allen would be disappointed waiting an hour."

"But!" Tearju wanted to complain but hesitated a lot. She didn't want Allen to think she was trying to seduce him or was desperate. So, she chose something simple, but then she thought it would be rude and ended up changing many times.

'Tearju is so cute hee hee,' MJ chuckled to herself, showing a disappointed expression and crossing her arms. 'Still, it bothers me a little; she doesn't appreciate enough that my Allen took a liking to her.'

Unlike Gwen, MJ never showed displeasure that other women were with Allen, but she also had her opinions. She hoped Allen would avoid gold-digging floozies and superficial women.

Allen is handsome and strong, and lately, he's rich (not anymore). Of course, MJ doesn't specifically know how much he makes, but anyone can see that Allen has done well as an Auror, Hogwarts Professor, and Arkham Director, and his main source of income is the epitome of content creator (lol).

Because of this, it's easy for women to just approach Allen superficially and conveniently. So, MJ has a quality filter, and although she won't say it, like Gwen and Natasha, she evaluates every woman who is close to Allen.

For MJ, Tearju is a woman whom she wouldn't have trouble accepting into the Walker family, but right now, she realizes that she doesn't admit her feelings for Allen and that she's actually denying them.

MJ gave Tearju an evil look as she watched Tearju and felt chills.

MJ, Gwen, and Felicia started criticizing Tearju's lack of engagement, Allen was risking his life for her (He doesn't) And she can't dress better for him.

Tearju had a red face and started to feel bad, maybe she should have tried harder and acted more grateful.

The smiles and conspiratorial looks of the three girls were not noticed by Tearju.

...

Shortly thereafter, we have a discreetly flushed Tearju, highlighting the blush on her cheeks, red lipstick, a gala dress with heels, and a pronounced neckline that almost reached her navel, she went from a homely beauty to a succubus, the only thing that betrayed her was her own shame.

"I can't go out like this!!" Tearju shouted. She covered her breasts, ashamed to dress like that as the girls laughed, of course, they were just playing, they would never let their teacher go out like that.

However, none of them counted that Allen entered the room at that moment. the girls stopped laughing when they saw Allen.

"Huh?..." Tearju was paralyzed "Allen?..."

Allen covered the eyes of the innocent Bocchi, while looking at the appearance of Tearju, is the dress that shows her large breasts almost exposed by the neckline was a contrast with her efforts to hide her own body making a double impact on the gentlemen.

Allen remained firm not to be shown rude and avoided looking at it too much, after all, she was not yet his wife.

Tearju observed Allen look away and then she remembered her dress.

"NOOOO!!"

Tearju ran off as Bocchi sat on the floor covering her face. Although she wasn't the one who dressed like that, she imagined herself in that situation, seen like that by Allen.

Bocchi fell to the ground and began glitching like a video game character affected by a virus or bug.

"Bocchi, are you okay?!" Allen started to worry, unsure how to comfort Bocchi.

[Don't worry, Host, just approach and whisper to her...]

Allen didn't hesitate and immediately crouched down, placing his hand on Bocchi's head and whispered so the other girls couldn't hear, knowing it was necessary to prevent Bocchi from feeling more embarrassed.

"Bocchi, don't worry about wearing something like that. You're already very cute in your sweater," Allen said with a smile. Bocchi stopped glitching, looked at him for a moment, and then literally exploded like a balloon.

"BOCCHI!!"

...

Allen and the girls searched for Bocchi, only to find her under Allen's bed.

"Bocchi, are you okay?" Allen asked.

Bocchi replied lazily, feeling comfortable, "Yeah... this place is unexpectedly... comfortable. Can I use it as a panic refuge?"

"You want to use my bed as a panic refuge?"

"No... I just wanted under the bed."

"..."

Allen didn't know what to say. With the last two dolls that arrived, he didn't have to worry about the danger of Bocchi or Nokotan causing an apocalyptic massacre like Makima or Esdeath. Still, these girls were difficult to handle, even if they didn't mean to be, their personalities made them complicated.

Nevertheless, Allen laughed at the situation because he didn't mind having this pair of strange girls in his life. After finding Bocchi, Allen informed the girls not to worry as Gwen and MJ had gone out to search for Bocchi around the city.

...

Allen gathered everyone in the dining room: Gwen, MJ, Felicia, Natasha, who had been working in her room until now, Diana who came from the mansion in DC, Raven, Starfire, and Donna who were on a mission, Kara who felt embarrassed by the previous incident, and Tearju, who was a mix of embarrassment and concern.

Allen proceeded to tell them what had happened, with Rebecca, 2B, and Artoria floating in their doll forms joining the conversation.

Allen skipped some details but made clear Vincent Fortunato's fate; he was condemned to give up all his power, wealth, and status.

For a moment, Tearju, sitting next to Allen, felt bad, but Allen placed his hand on hers.

"You don't have to feel this way. He wasn't a good person, and what he tried to do to us, he did to many others."

Tearju blushed as Allen held her hand, but the malicious and mocking smiles of several girls present made her panic.

Tearju let go of Allen's hand and stood up. "N...no, it's not like that! I don't regret what happened to that man, but all this trouble was my fault, and you ended up affected!"

Allen remained silent, then chuckled. He stood up and pinched Tearju's nose.

"W-what?"

Tearju held her nose, not understanding what Allen was doing.

"Do you know I did this of my own accord?" Allen shrugged. "Even without you asking, the moment I found out something like this was happening to my lovely teacher, I would have helped."

Tearju remained in shock for a while as her eyes memorized Allen's image. She believed him, she knew what kind of man Allen was and knew he was telling the truth. Tears of tenderness welled up in her eyes, and she cried, trying to contain herself. Allen hugged her, and she buried her face in his chest, sobbing.

The girls got up and left, giving them space. Ten minutes passed, and she felt embarrassed that a woman her age was crying on the chest of someone younger than her.

Allen didn't say a word and simply let her vent. Unfortunately, after releasing her emotions, Tearju felt lost. She didn't know how to handle this embarrassing situation.

*Tearju's POV*

Fool! You're acting foolish, a woman like you crying like a child?!

Remember who you are! But this is different... I can't seem strong in front of Allen, no matter what I do, I always end up being pampered by him...

It's regrettable, I should be his support, not the other way around!

I can feel his tender embrace even now; he cares for me. I wouldn't mind if he held me tighter...

Wait, you have to control yourself!

Everything went wrong, everything went to hell, everything I planned, everything I wanted, everything! I can't handle this man. I can't control my feelings or hide my weakness.

If he wanted to, I'd already be in his bed; the only reason that hasn't happened is because he doesn't want to take advantage of me. I wouldn't mind if he did...

No!

This is bad, I need to stay away from Allen or I'll end up lost.

"Are you okay, Tearju-sensei?" he asked kindly.

Stop doing that! Stop treating me well! Stop worrying about me! Stop being so sincere! Be a damn playboy, at least then I could prevent you from taking my heart along with my body...

What am I saying?...

He wouldn't do that...

That's why you can walk into this house and feel such a warm atmosphere; each of these women is here of their own free will...

I gaze steadily at the man in front of me; he doesn't need to try, he has everything to have countless women... he could be like Tony Stark if he wanted and have any model he desires... he didn't need to do so much for me... I'm sure if he simply courted me, I would have given in; he didn't need to carry my burdens.

But he does...

Even now, if I said I was uncomfortable, he would stop hugging me.

What am I doing? This shouldn't be something I should be doing...

I lean my face towards him... this isn't right... I can't help it...

Slowly, his lips meet mine in a warm kiss; I feel a tear fall from my cheek... what am I doing?

*End of POV*

...

After the kiss, they stood embracing each other for a long time. Allen took the woman home, and on the way, she remained silent, looking out the window. There was a melancholic expression on her face, but also a sense of security and determination.

Allen smiled seeing this and said nothing...

...

A week flew by, and Allen's graduation was just around the corner; as expected, the girls took this very seriously.

It was the graduation dance!

Both Gwen and her mother, as well as Natasha and MJ, were shopping for dresses for that night.

Allen used to see MJ and Natasha in the living room choosing dresses from catalogs. Allen was happy to see this; MJ had a broken family, but over time, she began to see this place as her home and everyone here as her family.

"Natt, I like this one, but it's too expensive..."

"Don't worry, money is not something I lack. Of course, knowing Allen, he'll buy it for you..."

Due to Natasha and MJ's hair colors, they looked like sisters. Allen wouldn't say mother and daughter because Natasha didn't look older than thirty.

Allen honestly didn't expect his world to change so much in such a short time, but he has no regrets.

Allen quietly left the place and went to his study. It was time to keep moving forward. Allen couldn't let his guard down; he needed more strength, more power, more... fragments of destiny!

Allen considered returning to the Harry Potter world but decided to explore another world; perhaps he could obtain fragments faster by entering a world amid an apocalypse or something similar.

Unfortunately, he didn't know where luck would take him next...

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A/N: next world 🗿...

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