The First Harem Member!

"Ugh."

Inside the main hall of the Mitras capital, quite some time had passed since Imu returned from the 'Coordinate Space'.

During this process, Queen Historia, who was originally kneeling on both knees, was in pain due to the sudden influx of 'Titan Power' into her body, and curled up on the cold ground with her eyes closed, occasionally letting out incomprehensible moans.

Like a red crab steaming from head to toe, constantly spewing out high-temperature white steam, while Imu sat quietly on the throne watching the other's body grow bigger little by little.

The reason Queen Historia is enduring such inhuman suffering is actually due to her own will.

Why?

Because he thought the other person was only 1.45 meters tall, he asked Ymir to modify her entire body while transferring the Titan Power to her, that is, to help her grow taller.

Otherwise, it would look strange that he was two meters tall while Historia was only one and a half meters tall.

This behavior is certainly domineering, unreasonable, and chauvinistic; it could even be described as excessive. But does Imu care? And who dares to say anything to him?

Even Historia herself dared not express any dissatisfaction or complaint.

Or rather...

The pain she is experiencing now is actually one of the prices she has to pay to become Imu's woman, to make herself better and more in line with Imu's preferences.

After a long while, the steam gradually dissipated, and Historia's body regained its fair complexion.

However, her legs had clearly become longer, causing her long white dress to become a short skirt that didn't reach her knees, exposing her two long, fair, and smooth legs to the air.

Her bust size has also noticeably increased, from a B cup to a D cup, transforming her figure from somewhat flat to very curvaceous.

It's like a little girl suddenly maturing under the influence of some mysterious force.

"Um"

Queen Historia slowly opened her emerald green eyes, and somewhat hazily raised her head. The first thing she saw was Saint Nerona's gaze scrutinizing her.

This made her subconsciously look down to examine the changes in herself, and suddenly a deep 'trench' appeared in her vision, which startled her for a moment.

"Ah!"

When she realized what was happening, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly covered her upper body with her red velvet cloak.

Then she noticed her lower body, which instantly killed her intention to stand up. She could only press down on her skirt with her other hand, her eyes darting around, not daring to look at Imu's increasingly admiring gaze.

"Good, now you meet my basic requirements for a wife, but you need to be more confident, braver, and even more assertive."

Imu instantly appeared from the throne in front of Historia.

"Huh?"

At the same time, Historia's body was also lifted up by some Formless force.

She stood gracefully in front of Imu, her hands moving from her chest and skirt to her waist, displaying her beauty to Imu with confidence.

In particular, its calming An Ning aura is very attractive.

"As my woman, you must constantly grow, become more excellent, and stronger. Don't be satisfied with the power of the 'Nine Titans,' for there are countless powers stronger than them throughout the myriad realms."

Looking at the blonde beauty who was already 1.75 meters tall, Imu spoke in a calm yet gentle tone, giving her some important instructions that he felt were necessary to tell her.

"As my woman, you can have your own things to do, but at least you can't become a burden to me, like being easily taken away by some Clown."

"If that happens, I will save you, but you won't be able to go out again."

"Also, you need to be realistic. To me, the World Government is definitely more important than women, so don't try to gamble on my choices in this regard."

Queen Historia listened attentively with her head slightly bowed. Although what Imu said sounded somewhat cold and inhumane, for some reason, she felt more at ease.

Because she knew what she should and shouldn't do, and she also knew Imu's basic attitude towards her.

It's obvious.

This Saint Nerona had no intention of falling in love with her; he simply wanted to add her to his harem.

"Besides, as a former queen, you must know very well what a wife's duties are, so I won't go into details."

"Next, let's talk about your position in the World Government. This is part of being self-aware."

"Remember, you are my woman. Here, your status is second only to me, equal to that of other future harem members, and above all Celestial Dragons, including the Five Elders."

"As for your respective positions within the harem, that's for you to strive for yourselves, but the bottom line is that you must not cause each other excessive harm."

Imu's last sentence indicates that he allows members of his harem to fight each other in specific places to determine who is stronger and who is weaker, but it must be stopped when the fight is over.

The "specific place" probably means that fighting cannot take place indoors.

Queen Historia was utterly astonished upon hearing this, thinking to herself, "Does this mean I might have to fight with the other women in my harem to determine my rank within the palace?"

It was only then that she finally realized the importance of 'strength' here, and that she would definitely encounter various powerful women from other worlds in the future.

Nerona

"Remember, my Imu. Engrave this name deep within your souls," Imu said calmly.

"Yes, Imu!"

Queen Historia nodded readily in agreement, then asked softly, "I would like to ask you, how should I improve my strength? Could you please give me some pointers?"

Imu smiled, clearly pleased with the other person's attitude.

"Let's start by mastering the most basic things like 'Haki', 'Rokushiki', and 'Life Return'. You should know how to use a knife, and I can teach you Swordsmanship as well."

"However, you also need to find a way to improve your physique."

He actually quite enjoys nurturing his women; it's like playing a card collecting or raising game.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"What about my orphanages?"

Queen Historia asked softly, biting her pink lips. Imu stepped forward and reached out his right hand to embrace her slender waist, causing her to gasp in surprise. However, she immediately suppressed her awkwardness and lowered her head to his chest, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I will have the Five Elders prepare these things."

"By the way, from now on, the Ackerman Clan will all serve as your personal guards. As for how to train them, that's up to you. If you need resources from the World Government, just let me know in advance."

Imu stared at the woman's face in his arms and spoke softly, one sentence at a time.

Is there anything else?

No, that's all.

Historia tensed up, her voice trembling slightly as she answered in a low voice.

"Ah!"

The next moment, she felt her surroundings blur, and before she could react, she was pinned down by Imu on a large, crimson bed inlaid with gold patterns.

At the same time.

Outside the Ubuyashiki Sisters began preparing various clothes for Historia to suit her new identity, while Stussy gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and gazed in the direction of the Imu Inner Palace with complicated emotions in her eyes.

She didn't understand where she went wrong.

Am I destined to be just a housekeeper or secretary for the rest of my life?