"Go for it cutie pie!"

Ginny cringed at his objectifying answer and then launched into a mechanical explanation.

"As a Harem Battler you can present your badge to any non Harem Battler convention attendee, staff member, guest or vendor. They will be compelled to answer any questions you ask them. The Battler then has a choice to make. The first option is to command the target directly. The target must obey any and all commands with a few exceptions. Commands may not benefit the battler directly. This means that the battler may not ask for the target's possessions or request direct favors which solely benefit the Battler..."

"Woah there Ginny," John laughed, "This is starting to sound like some kind of legal disclaimer. How about you explain in your own words?"

Ginny gave him a **** glare.

"You can't **** them, hurt them or rob them."

John was already thinking of a few delightful loopholes. He waved his hand for Ginny to continue.

"If a target is commanded in this way then they become ineligible for recruitment by that Battler for the duration of the convention. The Battler can instead Recruit the target. They do this by presenting their badge and compelling the target to write their name on it. For the duration of the convention the target is considered the property of the Battler. They must..."

Ginny was becoming pink in the face and slightly choked up while reciting her explanation. John passed the time by imagining giving her something to **** on.

"Obey any and all commands that are given by the Battler. No permanent physical harm may be requested but anything else is fair game. On Day 3 of WeebCon there will be a winner-take-all tournament. Rules will be explained further on Day 2. A Battler is allowed to Recruit 3 Harem Members. If they have not recruited exactly 3 by the end of Day 3 then they will be disqualified and blacklisted from purchasing future VIP badges."

John noticed that his badge had finished printing. He noisily interrupted Ginny's speech by loudly clearing his throat and extending his hand. He gestured to the badge. Ginny made an angry noise and hurriedly placed the badge in a holder, thrust it forward and called "Next!"

"Ah, ah, ah," John wagged a finger at her. "I think it is time to take my privileges for a test drive."

All color left the girl's face.

"Now, what shall we do with little miss Hatsune Ginny?