Women are, of course, more intelligent. Have you ever heard of a woman that would lose her head only because a man has pretty legs?
Otuski, the latest subordinate of Dreamer called him Dear then called him Darling.
A man being called like that from a beautiful girl was an alluring thing. Dreamer felt the same as well.
"You are cute, Otsuki. Real cute. Call me whatever you want." Dreamer honestly told his feelings.
Otsuki smiled. "Okay. I will call you dear."
Dreamer smiled in return and asked the next thing.
"Will you become my Seventeenth Queen?"
"Of course."
Dreamer nodded. "Otsuki is my Seventeenth Queen, everyone. Clap for her."
The crowd clapped and even though they were all Dreamer's subordinates, they all still felt jealous towards him.
Dreamer couldn't care less about that as he just focused on the System.
[ Ding! ]
[ You have chosen your Seventeenth Queen : Otsuki! ]
