Reach a compromise.

“There are some I don’t want you to change, those are the ones that relate to the owners of Rulebooks.” started Harold holding his head and wondering when he was so weak to the simple gaze and requests from Amagi. ‘That’s a stupid question, you’ve always been weak to her requests every time you came here.’ sighing he wondered if he crashes this much for his other waifus, ‘Yes, yes you do.’ Harold was starting to hate himself how easy he folded to beautiful ladies he liked.

“Those are acceptable requests.” responded Amagi as she looked through said rules in the rule book, “Anything else you wish to discuss about?”

“I’d like you to alter your own rule so that we don’t have to worry about others noticing the obvious difference between everyone coming to this side. Currently we have this cafe as a centralization point where this happens in this timeline.” stated Harold with a sigh as he watched Amagi erase the rule that Harold had altered into from a New Rule to an Old Rule. ‘There goes being part animal.’

Harold noticed something and looked up and saw that the area was a bit more crowded, a few even looking at the seat on the other side of his table. Then again quite a few of them seemed to just head into the bathroom, ‘I guess sex was the first thing on my mind if this place existed aswell.’ A simple glance into his memories after he switched it for the current reality didn’t really bring anything out. A simple thought came to mind which made him blush, ‘I have sex with each of my girlfriends enough that it’s not special.’

Taking a moment to remember the moments with everyone made Harold confused, ‘Instead of a sex beast, they love how gentle I am. Well there goes my masculinity.’

“And done…” muttered Amagi as she had done some more altering of the Rulebook, “... My, my I’m quite glad of the alteration that I have made for that last rule.” Her tail and ears had disappeared, though it still confused Harold why she said that.

Seeing the cafe return to normal he also knew that she had gone ahead and undo alterations to the cafe, he turned his attention back to Amagi “What did you…” Harold found a new set of memories and found himself looking at memories of him having children with his wives and each of them developed onwards from what their games portrayed or displayed.

“So we grew up with you in this world.” Amagi's words made Harold remember first meeting the girls when he and they were younger, before cellphone fad, so they just appeared and disappeared. It made his life a bit more isolated, but that just got odd as he had now more female friends because he could interact with girls better than guys.

“This is really a weird way to rationalize everyone into existence before their games were conceptulized.” remarked Harold as he took a look at his phone, noticing that beyond Juustgram he had another Chat App called “Scribe.” he checked and saw others plus daughters written down as contacts there and also had chat histories for each of them.

Harold then pocked his phone, looked at his cold coffee for a moment before standing up and looking down at Amagi who looked healthier, 'Of-course, we searched for a way to keep her healthy and not spitting out blood.', "So you want to swing by my place?" he held a hand out for the foxy wife of his.

"Of course, that was be absolutely fine, dear." remarked Amagi as she picked up the rulebook in one hand and took Harold's hand with her other as he guided her away from the cafe and gaze of onlookers, who noticed odd looking couple who was walking away, hand in hand.