[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-196":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1854934,2462,"Chapter 196: The princess is a furry","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-196",196,"\u003Cp>196 — Daphne POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, okay—here’s what we’re going to do.\" I say, getting the attention of all three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess, dragon, prince—three sets of very intense stares. I resist the urge to rub my temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Princess—you are moving out of this castle. I can’t be sure if what you’re feeling is true love right now... or simply the result of having no other options.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She starts to open her mouth, ready to protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shut it down with a single cold glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closes her mouth with a pout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you, Prince Gallant—\" I turn to him, \"—you cannot force a union without her consent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightens, sparkling indignantly, but wisely keeps quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So—\" I continue, voice firm, tone final, \"—both Prince Gallant and Drake, you will court the princess for a period of one hundred days. At the end of this period, Princess Floribella will choose freely—whomever she wishes—and that person shall be recognized as her true love.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, nothing is ever simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because after that pronouncement... I had to physically drag a wailing, kicking, sobbing princess away from her dragon boyfriend. Through a portal. While the prince trailed behind me trying to look smug and noble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We emerged in a quaint little forest clearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cottage—freshly conjured—appeared with a flick of my wand. Cozy, comfortable, with everything she might need.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I placed the princess inside (still sniffling dramatically), summoned a shimmering barrier around the entire property, and cast the necessary spells:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cannot leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them can enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—thank everything—I don’t have to speak any of those ridiculous rhymes or long incantations to cast it. Just intent and a flick of the wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small mercies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, with the situation (temporarily) under control—I step back through the portal and return to my ridiculous rainbow-puke office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I settle into the giant pink teacup chair with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you’re saying... you want meto turn him back into the beast?\" I ask, folding my hands on the desk, eyeing the couple across from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sit side by side in the oversized heart-shaped chairs across my absurd rainbow-puke office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yes,\" the lady says softly. The man beside her—a very handsome blond man in princely attire—just lowers his gaze and remains silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glance between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back at my paperwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right. So... you two broke the curse with true love’s first kiss. Everyone cheered, there was a ball, fireworks, the whole thing. And yet—here you are. Two years into happily-ever-after. In my office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchange glances. Embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sigh inwardly. \"Look. I’m here to help. No judgment. No shame. Just tell me what’s going on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princess takes a deep breath, twiddling her fingers. \"I love him. I love this form. I’m in love with who he is—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But,\" I say, already sensing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blushes furiously. The prince grimaces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our... intimate life,\" she says delicately, \"...is... lacking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nonexistent,\" the prince mutters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And when we do manage,\" the princess rushes on, \"...I just... I can’t... I’m not... It’s not the same.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay. Well. This is getting interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what exactly,\" I ask delicately, \"...does this have to do with turning you back into a beast?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggles. \"We... you know...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ohhhhh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull out the enchanted fairytale logbook, flipping to the correct Chapter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Beast\" form: seven feet tall, broad build, sharp claws, enhanced stamina, very long tongue, ahem... notable appendages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glance up at the very human six-foot prince—lean, handsome, utterly normal—and then at his slender, petite wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were... accustomed to certain... logistics,\" I say lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nods quickly, face red. \"Exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now,\" I say dryly, \"you miss the beast dick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She makes a helpless little noise and buries her face in her hands. The prince groans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close the book with a sigh. \"I get it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both look up, hope in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well. I get it,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really, I do. But... I can’t permanently undo a happily-ever-after curse-breaking. It would cause a bureaucratic nightmare in the Narrative Department. The paperwork alone would take a century.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princess looks crushed. Her husband looks quietly relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But,\" I add, sipping my tea, \"there is another option.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both perk up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reach into my desk drawer, rummage past candy hearts and stress balls shaped like dwarves, and pull out a gilded business card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madame Bibi — Specialist in Temporary Glamours & Enchantments. Time-Limited Transformations. Discretion Assured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pass it across the desk. \"Madame Bibi. One of the top fairies in the business. She’ll arrange for... part-time transformations. Beast mode for a few hours nightly. You’ll still look good at court in the daytime, but come evening... well, you’ll both be happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princess seizes the card like it’s a holy relic. \"Thank you, thank you, thank you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince rises with her, a little color back in his face. He looks genuinely grateful—not thrilled about going full beast again, but clearly ready to do whatever it takes to please his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Best of luck,\" I tell them as they practically skip out of my office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the door closes behind them, I sigh, sip my tea, and stare out at the absurd rainbow-striped wallpaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a princess that bangs a dragon, I’m sure another one with a furry kink really shouldn’t be surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m in my office, enjoying a quiet moment with my tea—jasmine-vanilla this time. Lightly sweetened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swear, I’m getting addicted to this stuff. Who knew rainbow tea in a pink teacup could grow on a person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, a day with no screaming princes, love-struck dragons, or beast-dick restoration requests. Peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little shimmer of magic catches my eye. A floating envelope—glittery, of course—materializes above my desk and drops gently onto the stack of reports I’m ignoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raise a brow. Wipe a fleck of glitter off my sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The envelope reads:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Madame Resolutionist — With Eternal Gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I open it. Inside is a folded card with an elegant, if slightly over-excited, scrawl:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>>\"Thank you for helping us rediscover the spark in our marriage! Madame Bibi worked wonders. We’re closer than ever. Please accept this small token of our thanks!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s also... a gift card to some upscale spa. One of those ’enchanted relaxation’ places that promises to \"release tension from body and soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sip my tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Furry Kink Herself and her husband are happy. That’s what counts. Who am I to judge?\u003C\u002Fp>",1086,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","a46805dd4b8f93c5be0c859f826adacba6429f3ec444aa3866848db6663c26fd","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-197","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-195",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]