The ice queen Charlotte

(First of all, no mater how futa you want to follow the end of the history doesn't going to change**, second, the story isn't have differents girls for each desition you made, you just going to know her in differents time and places, and third, when i run out of creativity i will do differents online surveys where you can create a girl for the harem's, i will read ALL of your ideas, choosing at least 6 and make another survey for you to decide who girl the audience want in the story, with all this explained lest go to the story)**

4 words "Don’t mess with her" those were the only 4 words you had to keep in mindwhen you had any kind of interaction with Charlotte, better known as "The ice queen".

Despite being one of the most disgustingly rich people in the world, that couldn't stop Charlotte from having to listen to a damn 1-hour opening conference where everything that might be relevant to her could really put it in a small pamphlet, after all her mother asked them not to try not to use her financial position at all, maybe if she snapped her fingers...

"No" as quickly as that idea came to mind, it vanished, after all, since she has reasoning she has been reminded countless times that so many disasters could happen if she used her power lightly, they didn't really need to be reminded, everyone in her family had some kind of stance against using her power for anything, she was no exception.

So forcing her to sit there listening to a shitty speech about why this shitty high school is founded, she ended up losing all the excitement had gotten in the morning, she always ended up in a good mood when she challenge her sister, it could really be anything, the simple fact of competing for who was best excite her like never before, but this time it was really an even better feeling than all those combined, the scale of the bet plus the factor that her own mother joined put her in the best mood she ever had before.

"As I told you Kittens, the moment the invitation came to my door, I was absolutely MAD with emotion, even if it really would have been better if they had sent it to me by dm, Like, you know how much a simple letter pollutes? And you know that 1000 trees died just to make that letter? I mean, we need to be more environmentalists’ kittens, more environmentalists" And now her humor got worse with every word coming out of the girl's mouth sitting next to her, it was really annoying that she didn't pronounce certain letters well

Charlotte again glanced at the person who had surely won the prize to the most odious person of her day, even when it was not yet noon, glancing at the person sitting next to her the first thing her gaze caught was a wavy pigtails haircut with the tinted locks of bright colors like pink, gold, violet, green and many others, was something Charlotte's eyes could not bear, her face had Asian factions like her mother's, her thin eyebrows probably aren't like that naturally, andit was clear that those extra-long lashes either, her whitish, neat skin was hidden by many layers of makeup, the pink contact lenses she wore matched her fleshy gum-colored lips, her small body of no more than 5'4' was covered by her really brightly colored top and skirt, both cloths short and narrow, trying to highlight her little A-cup breasts as well as her little ass.

Charlotte had heard something about this type of girl thanks to her aunt and Asian cousins, they had a characteristic name, galu or garu, she really didn't quite understand her English and it was more difficult to understand it from the video calls they made often, maybe today afternoon she can talk to them and try to understand more about those garus.

A few more minutes of meaningless chatting about the school ended that strenuous speech, with a small sigh Charlotte rose from the chair, but due to the bad mood she had she did not properly measure her strength, breaking the seat that could barely withstand her 400 pounds of pure muscle, attracting the attention of nearby people and causing the little garu beside her to start laughing and recording her and the seat as she recounted what had just happened.

Charlotte was just a second away from grabbing the little makeup doll by the neck and doing so many things that would make her end up begging to let her die, but the moment she extended her arm someone touched her shoulder, turning immediately to the person who dared to touch her wonderful body saw Claire moving her eyes to a specific point, following her gaze she realized that some teachers as well as people in the printing press were watching her, waiting for some kind of slip from her, using all the willpower she had left, managed to contain herself enough, giving a last big sigh she took off her sister's hand and addressed her class.