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

"Congratulations on your win," The fat guy whom Mother had called 'manager' when we first arrived at the arena earlier congratulated me.

He listed out some things I won like some special arena privileges where I can participate in some of the special events to get first pick of slaves and other nonsense that I have no interest in.

Although the part where I get access to the private area to test out pleasure slaves definitely caught Lisa's attention so I guess that's one of the only things that I actually cared about getting.

Then of course, there was the main reason that I even joined the competition in the first place...

"And this is the coupon that would allow you to have an all you can eat buffet at any participating patisserie in the city. The details are written on the back of the voucher so you can consult that to see which ones are available to use."

Tch... I should have known there were terms and conditions for this...

I took the voucher from him and I found a whopping grand total of... Two patisseries listed at the back of the coupon... Neither of them were even the ones I took note of during my outing with Emilia.

"What is this shit?" I asked, gesturing to the piece of paper in my hands.

He blinked at me, "I'm... I'm sorry?"

"Well you better be! You guys said that it would be for any patisserie of my choice! There's only two there!!"

"Ah... Err... That's not really the biggest prize right? The privileges that you are granted..."

"Who the hell cares about that?! I only joined for the all you can eat sweets!! This is false advertising! I'll sue you!"

"Umm... Err... But, but, but... We technically didn't lie though?"

I took a step towards him, "Really? Tell me exactly how?"

"It's... It's really your choice... Except that your choices are limited..."

I looked at him for a moment before grinning, "Oh! Hahaha! You're right! That was so dumb of me! In that case I give you the choice of walking away as well!"

"H... Huh?"

"Yeah! Walking away with either only your left foot or your right foot! Pick one!"

The girls crowded around me, and Odeta even started cracking her knuckles.

He raised his hands in a placating gesture, "Wait, wait... Let's not get too hasty here... It was not my decision to only limit the number of shops to two... This is just the number of patisseries that have agreed to join this promotion!"

"Really? Then maybe you shouldn't have marketed the way you did then!"

"I... I apologise... La... Lady Nilm... I will make sure that this doesn't happen again... But I... I assure you that both of these are also... Really good... Maybe you can give it a try?"

"And what if I don't like either of them, huh?!"

"I... I... Umm... If neither of them really suit your tastes... Then please let me know. I'll personally sponsor you to have your own all you can eat buffet at any patisserie that you like! How about that?"

Hmph... That's at least better than nothing I suppose.

"Fine then, I accept these terms."

He wiped his brow with the back of his hand after he heard my words, "Thank you for your consideration, Lady Nilm."

Hmph! You better make sure such stupid mistakes don't happen again!

I then kept the coupon and left the manager's room where I was led to after the end of the tournament.

There's still that small sense of disappointment from finding out that the prize wasn't what I had thought it to be but at least that manager was willing to compensate for it.

I walked down the corridor for a little while more before I realised that I never actually told him about my identity and he addressed me as 'Lady Nilm'.

Sure, everyone around me was dressed in their maid uniforms that basically outed me as someone related to the Nilm Family, but he did not have this reaction to me when I first met him.

Someone else must have told him about me I suppose?

Lisa leaned towards me as we made our way back towards the main building, "So are we going to the pleasure exhibition or whatever it's called?"

I gave her a look, "Lisa... Aren't you tired after all that today? We've been fighting since late afternoon, you know? And we even did it more than once in the waiting room"

She giggled, "Ehehe~ If it's together with you, I can do it anytime~"

My Infrid really is insatiable...

I was just about to suggest that we go and find Mother and return tomorrow after we had rested up when several people suddenly appeared in front of us to bar our way.

Leading the group of people were the mercenary and merchant guy that we had fought just earlier. The people behind them consisted not only of the team that we fought but also whom I assume to be several members of the audience during the fight.

"So you must be feeling pretty good about yourself, don't you?" The merchant asked, a sneer plastered on his face. "Playing everyone like idiots?"

I frowned at him, "You're not going to say that we cheated again, are you? Are you going to suggest I paid off the arena itself and made you lose?"

The merchant gritted his teeth, "Do you really think we're stupid?! You managed to protect your entire team from that blast that should have sent them out of the arena! How are you able to cast that many spells all at the same time?! You definitely cheated!"

Ah... I forgot that you normally need to chant before you cast your spell and I basically showed that I could cast the same spell more than once without any lag time.

No matter how you look at it, it was definitely weird to see a mage casting multiple spells all at once.

But hey, did you think I wasn't prepared for something like this?

I huffed at him, "What? Are you telling me that enchanted items are not allowed to be used as well?"

He hesitated, "N... No."

"Then how dare you accuse me of cheating before you even made sure that I had no enchanted items that would allow me to do something like that?"

The mercenary stepped up beside the merchant, "Well since you say that you have an item that allows you to do that, show it to us!"

The people behind him started getting noisy too.

"Yeah! Show it to us!"

"Prove it!"

"Bloody bitch made me lose eight hundred Creas!"

I tilted my head, "I'm sorry, but who are you?"

The mercenary bristled, "Listen well, I am the leader of--"

I cut him off with a wave of my hand, "No, no. What I meant was who are you to me? Why should I show you the item just because you ask for it? Are you a staff member or some kind of authority here that requires you to know these things?"

"I... I was a contestant and I deserve a right to know!"

"Mmhmm... Why should I show you my trump cards just because you ask for them? I don't see you telling me all your party members' skills as well?"

He crossed his arms, "Then let us have a trade! I'll tell you my party's skills and you show me all your enchanted gear!"

"No deal. Now go away."

He blinked at me, as though not expecting me to reject his offer at all.

Like seriously... Even assuming that I actually have an enchanted item that could do what I said, why should I just agree to show you my items that are effective when their effects are not known to my opponents?

"Wha... What? Why not?!" He asked.

"Because I get nothing from telling you right? It's not like I need to know your skills in the first place."

"You... I wanted to do this the easy way... But do you even realise your position right now?"

The others started to surround us and a few of them were even cracking their knuckles in a threatening manner.

I raised an eyebrow at him, "We managed to beat you in a five versus ten... You want to try your luck again with all six of us?"

The mercenary sneered, "Hahahaha! Are your eyes blind?! There's way more than just ten of us here, don't you see?! You know what? I don't even want to know about your enchanted item anymore! Hand over all your Creas and then get on your knees to apologise to us and we'll let you go!"

The merchant cut in, "Oh! And let us have some fun with your slaves first! That should be an easy choice for you right? We'll even promise that we won't touch you as long as you let us have them for just an hour or two!"

The other men that were surrounding us started looking at us with lewd eyes, clearly already imagining what they would like to do to us.

...

Ok, I think these assholes deserve a proper beating right now.

Judging by the look on the other girls' faces, I can tell they think the same too.