What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

I went to the main street where the larger stores were located.

I thought I might even have trouble finding the store until I realised it was pretty easy for me to find it since there was only one particular store that had a giant crowd standing in front of it.

The store itself also seemed to encompass the entire building unlike most of the other stores where the store part was only limited to the first or second floors.

There were several staff members that were dressed in uniforms that had the same colours on them that matched the store’s colours as well, leaving no question that they were indeed staff members of the store.

That was when I realised that despite the crowd in front of the store, there was still an orderly queue lined up at the front door where the staff was controlling the number of people allowed inside the building at any given time.

There were also a few staff members that seemed to be giving out flyers to passers-by to advertise the store to them, getting more attention to the store as well.

One of them, a female Meslatar with red scales, came up to me, her face bright and energetic as she approached me.

"Hello! Please come and take a look if you like!" She giggled, handing out one of the flyers to me.

I was going to take it from her when I paused, finding her quite familiar for some reason.

I tilted my head at her, "Have we... Met before?"

She froze up and her smile faltered for a moment.

For a moment, I was worried that she was some spy or maybe even a person with a grudge against me when the Meslatar let out a giggle before lowering her voice in a conspiratory whisper so that no one else could hear us.

"Ehehe... You still remember me, Mistress?"

I used [Screened] on her, only to see that her name was Yermine and under her title was a very prominent ’Former member of self proclaimed hero Wata Shiyuusha’s party’.

A distinct memory suddenly flooded my mind where I had encountered this really self obsessed Off-Worlder who called himself the harem king. She was also one of his followers and she lost a bet with me or something which ended up leading to me... Well... Banging her.

The self proclaimed hero was so sure that their relationship was completely solid and she would still prefer him over me so he did not mind... Only for the girl to completely abandon him and swear herself to be one of my maids.

I mean... Last I remember her, she was still working in the main estate and she was one of the maids I would sometimes bang when I was still living there... So what’s she doing here?

As though reading my mind, Yermine gestured towards the store, "Miss Emilia was looking for people to staff the new store here. Several of us volunteered to help her so we made the request to the Madam to allow us to transfer ourselves here."

"Why would you even want to be transferred here?"

"Because you’re here, Mistress~"

She had that glint in her eyes and I realised I’m most probably going to need to come here from time to time just to... Ahem... Satisfy the staff.

She then brought my attention to the flyer she was trying to hand me again by waving it slightly in front of her, prompting me to take it instinctively.

She then gave me a polite bow, acting like she was just talking to a prospective customer and not the actual owner of this store before sauntering away.

I watched her leave, momentarily distracted by her bottom waving hypnotically as she walked before I directed my attention down to the flyer I was holding.

It was basically just a piece of paper that was printed with eye-catching colours advertising the fact that this store was a branch store of the White Dragon Company and it boasted selling everything and anything you could want.

I then flipped the paper around, only to realise that this particular flyer had something else written on it that was obviously meant for me to read. Also... I recognised that this was Emilia’s handwriting so this was definitely prepared by her.

’Hey Boss! I see you came to our opening day too! I wanted it to be a surprise so... Surprise! Anyway, I thought this might be another good chance for you to further your ’villain’ role so go ahead and act like the pompous noble and cut the queue!! The staff will follow up with whatever you do so don’t worry!’

Yeah... She’s definitely enjoying the fact that I decided to play the villain role while in this Academy the most out of all my girls...

Putting that aside... Seems like she has prepared a stage for me to further play out the villain role to everyone around here.

Guess I shouldn’t waste this chance.

I took a moment to consider how I would use this but decided that I shouldn’t overcomplicate it since it might look fake if I did.

Thus, I simply went up to the front doors of the store, walking past the entire queue of waiting customers who have no doubt been waiting to enter the store for at least an hour or so by now.

I ignored all of them, which wasn’t that difficult since most of the people there most likely thought I was merely someone that was passing through and had no intention of entering the store.

At least, that was what they thought until they noticed it was me when they saw me hugging my egg, which I believe had become something like my calling card at this point.

"Wait... Is she going to..."

"She can’t be, right? This is the White Dragon Company we’re talking about..."

"She’s really just going to walk in?"

"Even her arrogance needs to have a limit..."

I ignored the whispers from my fellow students and walked up to the door where several of the staff members were standing guard.

By how they were narrowing their eyes at me when I stepped up to the doors, I have a feeling that this particular group of staff were hired and intentionally left out of the knowledge of who I actually was to the company.

I wonder if they even know that Emilia was their boss here? Because if they did, they should be smart enough to put two and two together to figure out who really owns the company.

Nevertheless, I can see why Emilia would tell me that she has prepared a perfect chance for me to further play my villain role here...

The staff members at the door formed a wall with their bodies to block me, the leader being a rather large sized Wrunch who held up his palm towards me while growling at me.

"You there. Stop. Where do you think you’re going?"

I acted like I didn’t expect him to stop me and tilted my head at him quizzically, "I’m going inside?"

He scoffed, "Are you blind? Do you not see the long line of people here who are also waiting to enter?"

I turned to look at where he was gesturing at and continued my pretense of not understanding what was happening as I turned back to regard him.

"So? I’m different from them?"

I’m technically not lying since... You know... I’m really different in the sense that I’m not a normal customer here. Hehe~

The Wrunch scowled, "In our eyes, you are just the same as them. Just because you are holding that rock in your arms doesn’t mean you get special privileges. Go to the back of the line."

"Hmm... I don’t want to. Can you just step aside and let me in?"

The Wrunch cracked his knuckles before cracking his neck, "I suggest that you remove yourself before you need us to remove you, lady. We are not gentle when we have to remove someone."

I could just beat them all up here of course, but I figured that doing so would create more chaos and probably encourage other violent students to try and enter the place through violence as well. That’s why I was trying to think of a way to do this without making things difficult for us further down the line.

That’s why I decided to go with this plan~

I jerked my chin at him and sneered, "This is unacceptable. I demand to see your manager!"

There was a pause as the staff members at the door stared at me, clearly unfamiliar with this age-old technique I just threw at them, the single line that was known to crumble and shatter the defences and will of common service industry employees.

That’s right! Tremble and grovel! I am the one who has called forth your manager and you will--

"No. Back of the line, bitch. Move it."

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How rude!! Now I really want to see your manager!!