The Harem King - 142 Chapter 142

It was a tight fit and had a suffocating atmosphere. No windows and only a single door to bar any unwanted visitors at night.

This room made for a sad soul thriving alone amidst this uncaring brutal world. It took me ten seconds to find a passable clean shirt on the floors then i inspected the garment against the others.

“Hey, pick something else. That’s what I’m gonna wear tonight. Bunny!” Harry’s voice was wide awake now especially after i grabbed the item up from among the garbage of things around.

His words also told me what i needed to know. That i have in my hands, the best wear in the house at the moment. What a great catch indeed. I smiled pitifully at both the man and myself.

“I’ll just borrow it for a day, Harry. I will repay this favor later and even buy you all the clothes that you like. Trust me.” i tried to convince the man after i wore the shirt on my body.

It was black in color which i love but other than that, there was no redeeming factor at all.

It smelled like shit, booze, and vomit combined which betrayed completely its otherwise tolerable look.

“Okay, Bunny. So when will you lead me to your tribe again? Please don’t say tonight! I don’t have anything good to put on!” the man panicked.

He was even shorter than me by a few centimeters and we look like a pair of dwarves together. Even our names sounds the same. An unlikely friendship indeed.

“You don’t have to worry about anything, my friend. Just leave it to me.” i assured the old man.

“If you say so, Bunny. So you’re going to take me there tonight? Really?” Harry asked once more.

Though he was maybe aged 50 or even more but that hasn’t stopped him from thinking and acting like in his primal years.

The old man was childish and gullible enough that i never doubted that there was something wrong up there in his head.

“Don’t we all?” i asked myself inside and had almost smiled because of the passing thought.

“Yup. So prepare yourself to woo the women of my tribe. Who knows maybe you’ll get lucky tonight.”

“Okay, Bunny! Don’t forget your promise, okay?” Harry responded in an excited voice.

“I won’t, Harry. When have i ever lied to you?” i asked with a brow raised in amusement.

“Never! You’re the only person who treats me well, Bunny!” the old man smiled and his crooked yellow teeth was in full display of my eyes.

It was no wonder that this hapless creature could only fuck with the services offered by sluts.

Other than those, a sane woman would have to be ice cold dead in order to sleep the night together with my good friend, Harry.

“See? Then we shall feast tonight in my home, my friend. But first, tell me. How much money do you have left in your pockets, Harry?”

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