[{"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-368":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},1854757,2462,"Chapter 368: Deal 2","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-368",368,"\u003Cp>Chapter 368:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince looks surprised at that. His blue eyes widen just a fraction before he masks it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, I’m rich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if you help us kill the monster,\" he says, recovering his composure, \"your reputation will be without equal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I yawn. Open my mouth wide. Cover it with the back of my hand. Let him see how unimpressed I am.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s silent for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A noble title,\" he says finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Highness!\" The old man beside him’s face goes red. \"You cannot—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince holds up a hand. He falls silent, but his eyes are wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pretend to consider it. Tap my finger against my chin. Frown at the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince leans forward. Hope flickers in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But.\" I hold up a finger. \"I am at home on the water. I have no need for a noble title. Besides—\" I gesture at the ship around us, the black wood, the silent crew, the throne beneath me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a king on the Bunny here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince’s jaw tightens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you need?\" he asks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Naia.\" I snap my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman appears from the shadows. The one with the beads and the long skirts and the knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sets a parchment on the table—and a small dagger beside it. As she leans over to spread the paper flat, she purposely shoves her cleavage in the prince’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I resist the urge to roll my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naia is... a lot. Contrary to her appearance, she’sinsane. I found her and her father drifting at sea years ago, half-dead, their raft nothing but splintered wood. Iknowthey ate people.It’s none of my business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s also a witch. An actual witch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing major—she can’t curse anyone or turn people into frogs—but it was a surprise. My first encounter with the supernatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait..is it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, I’ve turned into a panther before. Does that count as supernatural?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( I still can, actually. Because if there are half-fish people in this world, the world logic lets me turn into a panther. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince is still staring at the parchment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s this?\" he asks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A document.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know that.\" He snaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How rude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade presses against his throat. Freddie, my silent shadow, has appeared behind the prince without a sound. His sword is steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wave my hand. \"It’s okay, Freddie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword vanishes. Freddie melts back into the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lean forward, resting my elbows on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Firstly:you’rehere to askmefor a favor.\" I hold up a finger. \"Secondly: on the Bunny, Iamthe law. And I will be given my respect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince’s face is pale. His hands are clenched. But he doesn’t argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\" I tap the parchment. \"It’s nothing more than an IOU document. You owe me something. A favor. One favor. No questions asked. You will have to complete it—if I ask you to die as payment, you’ll die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s ridiculous!\" The old man slams his hand on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s been getting on my nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I snap my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of my crew grab him by the arms. He’s lifted, kicking and shouting, carried to the railing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Toss him overboard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They toss him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The splash is satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince stands. Marina stands. Nancy’s eyes go wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry,\" I say, reaching for my sweet potatoes. \"He’s not dead. Unless he can’t swim.\" I pop one into my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then he’s dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can’t sign this.\" The prince’s voice is tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrug. \"Well then. Goodbye. Good luck on your journey.\" I wave a hand. \"Hope you left an heir behind. Because you’re about to join your brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I snap my fingers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crew moves forward. Hands grip the prince’s arms, Marina’s shoulders, Nancy’s elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our guests are leaving now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’re escorted toward the gangplank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take another bite. Chew. Swallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hide my smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raise my hand. The crew stops. They release the prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stands there, breathing hard, his fine coat rumpled, his blonde hair falling into his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll sign it,\" he says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pause mid-bite. Lower the sweet potato.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure, Your Highness?\" I let my voice go soft. Almost gentle. \"This isn’t a game. Once you sign, there’s no going back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince lifts his chin. His blue eyes meet mine. There’s something there—conviction, maybe. Or stupidity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the prince.\" His voice is steady. \"If bartering my life means I have a higher chance to kill the monster and improve the lives of my people, I’ll do it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>System, is he shooting a melodrama?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...Host.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[He’s being sincere.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sigh. Pop the sweet potato into my mouth. Chew. Swallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well.\" I wave toward the table. \"But before you sign—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince pauses. His hand hovers over the dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you’re thinking you can just not complete the favor, and everything will be fine, I suggest you don’t sign.\" I nod toward Naia, who stands in the shadows, her beads clicking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Naia here has access to certain spirits. If you fall back on a deal, your whole bloodline may be cursed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I may have exaggerated a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince’s face goes pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he doesn’t run. Doesn’t back down. Just presses his lips together and picks up the dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll sign it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watch as he cuts his finger. Watches as he presses the bleeding digit to the parchment. Watches as Naia carries the document to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I inspect it. The signature is shaky. The blood is red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a sign of my goodwill, you know.\" I fold the parchment and tuck it into my coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That I didn’t ask for a body part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince’s jaw tightens, but he says nothing. He turns and walks toward the gangplank. Marina and Nancy follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watch them go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last of them disappears over the side, I push myself off the railing and walk to my office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship is quiet. The crew knows not to disturb me after a deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close the door. Lock it. Cross to the heavy wooden chest in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My treasure box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I open it. Inside: gold, jewels, maps, secrets. Things I’ve collected over five years. Things that might be useful. Things that might not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I place the folded parchment inside. On top of the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close the lid. Lock it. Lean my forehead against the cool wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason I needed this was as an excuse. An access point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince will meet the mermaid princess soon,and through him, I can reach her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mermaid kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>",1099,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","94d23f888cb2044fb703b732c09bfe5f2199fa793704065dd9bcf618764c9f9f","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-1","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-367",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]