139 - Forge

Sitting at a circular wooden table, a group of eight women exchanged intense and threatening glances. Each of them possessed a serious and intense countenance as they watched the lamp that illuminated that dark room.

"What are we going to do?" Said the mature woman with red hair.

The girls again exchanged glances, some of them had confused and undecided faces, while others looked decided. One of them was sleepy while playing with her own green hair, while another was writing alone in her own notebook, adjusting her golden glasses.

"Do you have a plan?" said the dark-haired girl with the innocent face. The one with dark blue hair and a serious posture replied, "I don't imagine that's necessary, you all came up the same way.

The redhead stood up irritated, knocking on the table she shouted "But you don't mind that?! Livia you were the first and I understand you're not bothered by this, but how many more are we going to let into his harem!"