A hidden trait (part 2).

“Now that you say that,” Mila said, thinking. “I did feel more eager to talk to Oliver that day at Thomas’ house. I normally just looked at him from afar, but…”

“And Grace and I almost tried to steal him from her,” Sarah said. She chuckled. “She got scared that we really would, so she grabbed him and kissed him in front of everyone. Next thing we know we’re having a foursome.”

“We were more than a few drinks in, though,” Grace said. “But yeah, if we follow Alice’s theory, it makes more sense. An unseen **** that guides compatible women to him…”

“...Which is why we’ve all come to accept sharing him,” Noelle said, nodding along. “It’s his biggest, secret wish, so compatible women would be those who were already into the idea or could… come to accept it in time.”

“Are you sure it’s not just because you like my body?” I asked them half-jokingly, but they took it seriously.

“Wait, that’s another thing!” Sarah said. “Oliver, I’ve said it before, but you’re just my type! Exactly my type! The figure, the muscles, the wavy black hair, the long eyelashes, the innocent, cute look… You’re not just hot and attractive. You’re perfect for ME.”

“Oh God, same here!” Mila said. “I thought you were cute before, but too skinny. Then I saw you had gotten super fit and… I couldn't stop looking at you.”

“I think it works the other way around, too,” Alice said. “Oliver, how many of the girls who flirt with you all the time have you actually found yourself wishing you could… be with?”

Again, I blinked and gave it some thought. “...Honestly, none. I think some are cute, but that’s about it.”

“You never did get interested in Amanda, did you?” Sarah said. “She was totally into you.”

“So other women can be naturally attracted to him, too…” Noelle said.

“Of course!” Mila said, gesturing at me with both hands. “I mean, look at that sexy piece of a man!”

“Alright, then… How about women who haven’t flirted with you?” Grace asked. “Have you seen anyone who REALLY tickles your fancy like we do?”

I flinched and bit my lip. “I… think so.”

“Someone we know?” Alice asked teasingly, poking my shoulder and kissing my neck.

It got a chuckle out of me, and I think that helped further clean the air. At least, it helped me relax. This conversation was looking like it would shed some light on some of the mysteries around me.

“Well… There is this regular at the coffee shop…”

The girls all gasped. “The stalker!” Noelle said, laughing.

“That uni student with black hair and darkish skin, right? I bet it’s her!” Sarah said.

“H-How did you know!?” I asked.

“We’ve seen her, of course,” Grace said. “Big chest, pretty face, nice figure… Yep, totally your type.”

Alice hummed. “She goes to the coffee shop to look at you, and you find her attractive in return. What do you think?”

“I don’t know. She makes me uncomfortable with all the staring, but I still end up paying attention to her.”

Mila nodded. “Okay, okay… I can see it. If Alice’s theory is right, then she’s probably not a stalker and she just… doesn’t know how to start a conversation. unless you LIKE being stalked, Oliver.”

“I assure you, I don’t.”

“Anyone else?” Sarah asked. “It’s no understatement that hot women flock to you. There has to be someone else.”

My head went exactly to one other place, to one other person. It was crazy, but if we were talking about women who made an impression, then… “The… The receptionist at this hotel.”

“W-What!? HER!?” Noelle gasped and shouted.

“W-What? You know her?” I asked, worried at her reaction.

“Well, no, but… she was…” Noelle shivered.

“She was scary as hell,” Mila said, shivering. “She looked like she was pissed at us. I had to look down at my shoes to make sure I hadn’t stepped on mud or poop and had dirtied the floor she was cleaning.”

“Yeah, it surprised me,” Grace said. “That’s not the kind of person you’d leave as a receptionist. Though the place IS understaffed right now. I bet she’s there as an interim.”

“Huh. First news we get that you’re into older women, baby,” Sarah said. “Hm. Busty, voluptuous, curves in all the right places, great ass, beautiful… Yeah, she fits the bill, too, I suppose. But with that personality…”

“I… don’t think she meant to glare,” I said. “At least that’s what my sixth sense makes me believe.”

“Oh, you even felt something from her?” Alice asked, surprised and intrigued. “This theory might have firmer footing than I thought.”

“So… W-What do we do about this?” Noelle asked. “Will we let Oliver… pursue other relationships?”

Alice sighed. “Frey told us that, if Oliver fulfilled his heart’s desires, she would become stronger and would be able to perform stronger magic. I admit, I’m… curious about that. I’d like to see what she can do for us.”

“You and me both,” Grace agreed. “And if your theory is correct, then I’m less nervous about who Oliver might choose. Anyone who wouldn’t fit in this group would not be ‘compatible’ with him.”

“That’s what I was thinking, too,” Mila said, giggling. “Yeah, it’ll be fine.”

Sarah laughed and let out a resigned sigh. “Fuck me, I’m already getting kind of excited.”

“Hold on,” I said. “I’m happy you girls trust me so much, but if Noelle is not fully on board, I’m not doing it.”

“Oh, of course!” Alice immediately agreed. “Either we all agree or nothing happens. That's a given.”

I turned to the redhead, who now seemed uncomfortable. “I’m not trying to put you on the spot, Noelle. I just want you to know that I won’t do anything to make you uncomfortable. I’m happy with how things are, and if you don’t want it to change, it can remain like this.”

“Yeah,” Sarah said, shaking her head. “Sorry, I got ahead of myself. It’s just as they say.”

“If it’s not unanimous, none of us will be happy, so there’s no point in making it a majority vote,” Mila said.

“At the end of the day, keeping it to the six of us means more of him for us,” Grace said. “So there are benefits to keeping things as they are, too. He may have unlimited stamina and a crazy libido, but the day still only has 24 hours.”

“And he only has two arms,” Mila added.

“I…” Noelle took a deep breath. “I’ll give you my answer tomorrow. Before we leave this place. Is that okay?”

“You can take more time if you need to,” I told her.

She shook her head. “I would just be delaying it for no reason. I… think I already have my answer, but I want to think about it a bit more.”

I nodded, then smiled at her and offered her my hand. “Come here.”

Noelle giggled. “Nope! It was Alice’s turn, in case you forgot.”

“How DARE you try to skip me!” Alice said, laughing as she pushed me down on the couch and startled me. “This corrupt king needs to be punished!”

Just like that, we went back to normal, like that conversation never happened. It had happened, however, and now it was clear where we stood.

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