The Dragon King’s Harem System

Chapter 1. A Prostitute Life

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 1. A Prostitute Life

The sky above Ledred District, a male prostitution district in Republic of Aeros, was still bright. But since it was Saturday, the sound of loud music from the Sea Devil Club, a famous club in that district, had been heard from the dance hall. The guests, mostly women, shouted in excitement with their eyes fixed on the main stage which was only lit by colourful lasers from the ceiling. Several male strippers in medieval prince costumes danced to the beat as they took off their clothes one by one.

"Kyaaaa ---!" The women's shouts were heard as some dancers posed for a few seconds before walking in another direction and repeating the same thing. Sometimes, they took off their clothes right in front of the guests' eyes with seductive expressions. One of them was me, James Frozenlight. A 20-year-old handsome stripper and also a prostitute.

My hand took off my shirt shamelessly in front of the guests, showing my well-built body as my body kept moving to the rhythm. My blue eyes stared at the women there in an alluring gaze and full of confidence, occasionally I comb my brown hair with my hand, there was no awkwardness from me since I had been in this profession for 2 years.

My parents died in an accident when I was 7 years old. After that, I lived in an orphanage until I was 18 years old. Even though I always got good grades and wanted to go to college, the government only covered my education until high school so I had no choice but to work. I used to work at a fast-food restaurant, but it only lasted a few months since some female customers who were attracted to my good looks bothered my supervisor and co-workers. But rather than depression, I saw it as an opportunity to fulfil my dream of going to college and getting a better job. Finally, I decided to work as a prostitute. I took up this profession to get more money quickly to pay for my college fees and planned to leave it when I had enough money. And today was my last day.

My hand touched my chest and slowly down to my six-pack abs. My lips were slightly parted as if I was moaning, enjoying my own touch. My eyes fixed at a lizard woman who stared at me with a flushed face. But a moment later, I walked to the other side and started to lower my zipper, this time my eyes were fixed on a female elf who screamed as my hand started to sneak into my trousers.

In this world, there were three races who lived in peace, Human, Elf and Hybrid-beast, while one more race was Demon. Well, demons couldn't be said to be living with us since they had their own world, the dark dimension. But sometimes they appeared in the human world and disturbed or rather, ate other races. That's why even though this was in the modern era, the battle between demons and demon hunters continued.

The music stopped, we posed and the lights behind us turned on, indicating that our dance was over. The women's applause and screams filled the room as they shouted.
"We want more! We want more!"

I could hear some guests shouting my name.
"James! James!"

We replied with smiles. Then we bowed our heads and went back to the backstage.

"Good show, mate!" said Brian, another stripper who was waiting for his turn to perform as we hi-fived.
"Go get them tiger! And make all the ladies go crazy on you," I said in a joking tone.

Brian replied with a chuckle.
"I don't think I can beat you on this." After that, he stepped onto the stage, while I walked to the changing room.

A tap landed on my shoulder, stopping my steps.
"Yo, this is your last performance, right? Congratulations on your graduation," said Cole in a joking tone. He was also one of my co-workers.

I let out a short chuckle.
"What do you mean by graduation, Cole? I'm just about to start my college," I replied with a casual tone.

I had registered at Diamond College, a famous college at Aeros and was starting in two months. Besides, I had prepared my living expenses for the next two years and was preparing for moving out. Yes, even though I was young, my name was quite well known in this red-light district and sometimes, some of my 'fans' followed me to my house. Well, I was not disturbed by them since if it was my customers, I just needed to serve them at my house and they usually would give me extra money for it. It was also the reason why I rented a house instead of an apartment, I was afraid that my profession would disturb my neighbours. Whereas if it was some people who didn't like me, I just needed to beat them up. The orphanage where I grew up was a harsh place, that's why I used to fight to defend myself. I knew I couldn't live if I was weak. But since I was going to leave all that life and become a good student, I decided to move to another city to avoid my 'fans' and take a small apartment to save my money.

"I don't understand why you quit. I mean, you have earned a lot of money from this. Do you want to throw it away just like that?" Cole asked in confusion.

"Because I don't want to live like this anymore..." I let out a breath as my childhood memories when I lived happily with my family crossed my head.
"I want to live peacefully like before. Just like when my parents were still alive."

Cole was silent after hearing my words since he knew how my life had been.

I turned to him.
"That's why I want to take this opportunity to restart my life."

Cole gave me another tap and smiled.
"Since we'll have a hard time seeing each other again, do you want to grab some drinks after work? Bills on me."

"Sure," I replied without hesitation.

"Okay, see you tonight!" said Cole as he left, heading to near the stage since next was his turn.

I went into the changing room and changed my costume into my work clothes for today, another medieval prince costume. But unlike the previous one, this costume was less flashy. When I came out of the room, the music sound was still clearly heard from the stage, indicating the show wasn't over and I had to wait.

As I waited, I opened my locker and checked my cellphone. A message sign was on the screen. I opened it and found it was a message from a close friend of mine who was also my neighbour, Larry Grandroar.

Larry: Hey, I don't think I can help you to pack tomorrow. I forgot, I have a final assignment and I have to submit it next Monday. I'm sorry :(

'He forgot his assignment, again?' Larry was a Diamond College's student who came from a middle class family. I had been friends with him for almost 2 years. Although his attitude was a little strange and dramatic, I knew Larry was a good person. It was just... he was too irresponsible for his duties as a student.

'I wonder if he can graduate if he continues to rely on his best friend.' Larry once said he had a good friend who always helped him with his assignment.

'His friend shouldn't keep helping him like this. He's 19 years old. He should be more responsible for his life. '

I typed my reply.
Me: Chillout, man. Do your assignment well. You should be more responsible for your studies.

The music stopped and followed by loud applause from the crowd, a sign that the show was over. Quickly, I put my cellphone back into the locker and checked myself one more time in the mirror, making sure everything was ready and smiling.

'It's showtime.'

Then we came out of the room to the dance hall to mingle with the guests.