Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine Chapter 184: Panty Auction!

Pink dust burst through the air as Luminyss hovered like a mischievous fairy. With a teasing grin, she spread her slender arms wide and declared—

Pink dust burst through the air as Luminyss hovered like a mischievous fairy. With a teasing grin, she spread her slender arms wide and declared—

"On this wonderful day, these lucky, beautiful females will compete for his affection, until a winner captures his hand as the new Mr. McQueen!"

The crowd erupted into wild cheers.

The arena practically vibrated from the excitent.

Still floating, a proud Luminyss twirled midair before adding with a giggle—

"Orrrr, he can just end up choosing all of them after realizing just how much each of these sexually unstable won are attracted to him!"

The cheers doubled.

Yet, amidst this uproar, Scott McQueen sat still as a rock as his face remained utterly unmoved. His face showed no emotion at all. The only sign of his feelings was a slight twitch of his eyebrows, barely hiding his disgust.

"B-, But…"

He started, then suddenly exhaled a sharp sigh as he rubbed his temples before snapping—

"It's a sick idea to make all these won compete for my hand in marriage—or even for a damn chance to join my friggin' harem. It makes no friggin' sense! I think they also believe that they're worth more than that!"

Instantly, the mood shifted.

The entire stadium fell into a beat of stunned silence.

And then…

"BOOOOOOOO!"

A deafening wave of boos crashed down on Scott.

He blinked, baffled, as his frown deepened. He scanned the arena, and just when he thought it couldn't get worse—

His best friend, Jake, who had been standing right next to him, was also booing.

Scott's eye twitched.

He turned to Jake, disbelief plain on his face.

"Really, bro?"

Jake froze mid-boo, his lips still pursed. Then, like a guilty kid caught red-handed, he quickly averted his gaze and whistled innocently as though that would erase the evidence of his betrayal.

Scott groaned. He was too damn tired for this.

Only now did he finally take a proper look at the gathering of won before him.

… And he was seeing a lot of new faces.

Among them was Irina Golovin, the Russian transfer student and superhero. She looked at him like he had just grabbed her inappropriately or whispered sothing wildly inappropriate in her ear.

Then there was Bella Trevors, who was too busy admiring her own reflection in the mirror to care about the swarm of aliens around them.

Also present were Invisible Woman and Widowmilk — both of whom were supposed to be in jail — along with a calm and composed Lady Fortress, a very confused Sniperess, and several other won he barely recognized.

His expression twisted into further confusion.

"Bruh…"

He muttered under his breath before looking at Luminyss with growing irritation.

"Most of these won—I didn't even have a romantic encounter with… dude!"

Luminyss just chuckled, her golden eyes twinkling mischievously.

"Does that really matter? As long as there are more won to participate, that's all that matters! If I wanted, I could've added your little sister, Scottie, and psycho mom in here just for the shock drama!"

She giggled cutely.

Scott's face drained of color.

"Please… don't do that… DON'T."

Luminyss let out an exaggerated yawn.

"Boring. But whatever!"

Then, she turned to Jake.

"First, let's get Jakey over here to the VIP booth where he can enjoy the presence of so Naxian thots."

She snapped her fingers.

In a blink, Jake vanished from Scott's side and reappeared in a luxurious VIP booth, surrounded by four blue insectoid alien won—all of them possessing busty chests and wide butts. They flicked their elongated, slippery tongues and started kissing him all over.

Jake's eyes widened in bliss.

"Best. Day. Ever."

He exhaled, his arms spreading wide as though embracing the heavens. He stared up at the cosmic expanse of stars above, as if silently thanking so greater force for this divine blessing.

anwhile, Luminyss turned back to Scott, then gave him a sly smile.

"Alright, Scottie-boy! Sit tight and relax. The first challenge is about to begin!"

Another snap of her fingers—

THUMP!

A large, throne-like chair materialized behind Scott, and an unseen gravitational force yanked him into it.

The mont he landed, the ground trembled.

All the won before the crowd turned their attention back to Luminyss.

Rope Girl and Witch exchanged wary glances.

"What in the world is going on?" Witch muttered.

Rope Girl narrowed her eyes at Luminyss and her senses tingled with caution.

"Better not do anything risky for now. Just by looking at that blue lady, I can tell we'd be making a big mistake if we tried to go against her words."

Witch and Sniperess just nodded.

anwhile, Deathmark kept her eyes fixed on Scott as her brows furrowed.

"Hmm… He feels familiar for so reason…"

She mused, tapping her chin.

"I can't put my finger on it, but… sothing about him…"

But just as she was lost in thought—

A new presence made itself known.

A woman stepped onto the elevated platform where Scott was seated.

Miss rcury.

There was relief in her eyes as she gazed up at him.

"Finally…"

She breathed, as though she'd been searching for him for an eternity.

Unlike many of the others, she wasn't even fazed by the alien crowd or the surreal stadium.

Her focus was entirely on Scott.

But Scott, on the other hand?

The mont he saw her, a bead of cold sweat trailed down his forehead.

"Shit…" he thought.

His instincts scread for him to avoid this conversation at all costs.

Miss rcury didn't seem to notice his unease as she continued—

"I've been trying to reach you over the phone for so ti now. But we can talk about it later. There's sothing important I need to—"

Before she could finish, Luminyss poofed right in front of her, floating mid-air with an exaggerated gesture.

"SHHHH!"

Miss rcury frowned. "What the hell?!"

"The challenge is about to start!" Luminyss chid.

Miss rcury's frown deepened as she folded her arms under her breasts.

"I don't give a damn about that! I want to talk with my boyfriend. It's serious."

Luminyss giggled.

"So is this."

With a snap of her fingers—

POOF!

All the won in the stadium vanished into pink dust.

When the dust settled—

A massive stage stood at the center of the stadium, complete with bright neon lights and a grand, luxurious auctioneer's podium.

Scott's brows twitched.

Sothing felt very, very wrong.

Lumin floated into the air once again, as she dramatically announced—

"Alright, for the first challenge, we have…"

She twirled mid-air before spreading her arms wide—

"THE PANTY AUCTION!"

Scott's face instantly turned into horrified confusion.

"The panty what?"

The entire arena was so silent, you could hear the faintest breath. Trillions of alien eyes, compound orbs, luminescent slits, and even eldritch sensory organs were all locked onto the center stage, waiting—no, starving—for Luminyss to announce the rules of the competition.

With a flick of her pale hair, Lumin didn't waste a second.

"This is a ga of strategy, seduction, and true shaless exhibitionism."

The words rang through the air like a celestial decree.

A few murmurs rippled through the crowd, but most just leaned in, eager for what was next.

"But!"

Luminyss raised a single finger.

"Out of respect for the bidder—Scott McQueen—the viewers will only receive an audio feed of what the contestants present… not the enticing visuals."

The arena was deathly still for exactly one second.

Then—

"BOOOOOOOO!!!"

A deafening, unified roar of fury erupted from the audience as countless alien lifeforms waved their fists and their many appendages trembling with rage. Others stomped the ground, causing quakes to ripple through the coliseum.

"You call this an exhibition?! This is a scam!!"

A tentacle-covered noble shrieked.

"Luminyss, you heartless wench, how dare you rob us of this visual art?!"

A multi-eyed avian cried out.

One gelatinous creature even lted into a puddle of pure despair.

Completely unfazed, Luminyss just chuckled and tossed her hair over her shoulder.

"Oh, co on now."

She tapped a finger against her cheek.

"You all understand, don't you? A man's harem is his sacred treasure. No other n should be given the chance to see what only he is ant to enjoy."

A heavy silence fell over the crowd.

Many of the male aliens exchanged glances.

Slowly, begrudgingly, many of them sighed and gave stiff nods.

"... Fine. That makes sense."

A horned humanoid grumbled.

"As much as it hurts , I can't deny the logic…"

An insectoid king admitted as his wings drooped.

Seeing them settle, Luminyss smirked.

"Good. Now then! Each contestant must auction off their panties in a live, high-stakes bidding war!"

The entire stadium trembled with raw energy as the audience scread in perverted excitent.

"But instead of money… Scott McQueen — and only Scott McQueen — will bid using Affection Points."

She threw a quick glance over her shoulder, then gave Scott a cheeky thumbs-up.

Scott stared at her, deadpan.

Then he slowly dragged his hand down his face.

"God… I just know they're all gonna bla for this…"

He muttered, rubbing his temples.

"Y'know what? I'm not playing. I refuse. I'm not bidding on won's panties like so kind of perverted connoisseur. It's shaless and completely inappropriate. How the hell can I call myself a gentleman after that?"

His sigh was heavy.

But when he looked up again—

Luminyss was right in front of him, grinning like an excited child waiting for a reaction.

Scott's brow twitched.

"You must be on cosmic crack if you think I'm doing this."

Luminyss giggled.

"Oh, Scott~ You don't have to do anything! I'll just pick the answers straight from your brain!"

The blood drained from his face.

His body jerked forward.

"Wha—WAIT. YOU'RE JOKING, RIGHT?!"

Luminyss shot him a skyward side-eye before gracefully floating away.

Scott felt his entire soul leave his body.

anwhile, Brigid—one of the masterminds behind this cursed ga—bounced on her feet with excitent.

"Lord Nightwatch loved this, right?!"

She bead as her fists clenched with anticipation.

"Did I make him proud?!"

Luminyss knew damn well that Scott despised every second of this. But… telling Brigid the truth? That would just make her feel bad and push for the ga show to end — considering it had the potential to gain high ratings, she simply couldn't allow that to happen.

So, with the biggest, brightest grin—

"Ahahahaha! He loves it!"

"YAAAAAYYY!!"

Brigid punched the air, vibrating with glee.

It was clear that she wanted Scott's harem to work out considering how much she always had to see him go through because of a dysfunctional harem. This ga show was designed to hopefully fix all of that — and perhaps make Emma and Scott more open to the idea of a harem.

It seed very risky. But it was worth taking.

『Hmph! I'm sure Lord Nightwatch will see as his favorite after I help him fix these problems. It seems I'm much smarter than I originally taught… kekek, good job!』

She looked so proud.

At that mont—

The entire arena dimd.

A soft, pink veil descended over the stage to censor the upcoming presentations from the public.

Scott sat in silence, arms crossed, stewing in his frustration like a middle-aged salary man.

His doom was inevitable.

Then—

The first contestant stepped onto the stage.

Scott looked up.

Dog Girl.

The mont he saw her, his stomach sank.

Oh no.

The guilt—oh, the guilt—slamd into him like a teor.

"Please don't say sothing stupid…"

He muttered under his breath.

Dog Girl caught his gaze—

And her face went cherry red in an instant.

She slapped both hands over her head and trembled.

"WOOOOAH—"

Her ears twitched wildly.

"There's no way… no way… Boss is excited to see my panties, right…?"

Scott blinked.

Wait.

…What?

Dog Girl clutched her racing heart.

"I-I was gonna be respectful! I was gonna say I wouldn't taint his pure eyes with my panties… b-but… if he's really looking forward to it…"

Her eyes sharpened. Her resolve ignited.

She slamd her fist against her chest in a firm salute.

Scott instinctively leaned back, brow furrowing.

"… Hm?"

Then—

Dog Girl stepped forward—

And grabbed the waistband of her tights.

Scott's eyebrows shot up so high they nearly popped off his forehead.

He was already screaming internally.

Dog Girl hesitated for a mont, ears twitching. Then, she timidly glanced around—as if making sure no one else was watching.

The only eyes on her? Scott's.

Her entire body trembled.

For so reason… that made it feel even more arousing.

Her tail… started wagging.

Scott noticed.

Out of panic, Dog Girl yelped and quickly clamped her tail between her thighs.

"SO-, SORRY!" she blurted.

Scott coughed loudly.

"U-uh. It's fine. Just… keep pulling your pants down—"

Wait.

"NO—I AN—keep… doing… uh, what you're doing…"

His entire brain was lting.

Finally, the tights dropped.

Scott's breath hitched.

Dog Girl's panties were white and pink striped.

And her thighs—good God, her thighs—

They were full, luscious, and strangely… really attractive.

… He had never actually looked at Dog Girl like this before.

But now…?

『… Damn.』

Miss rcury and Gwen — watching from a holo-screen — were absolutely FURIOUS.

They clenched their fists.

"WHY THE HELL DOES HE LOOK INTERESTED—?!"

anwhile, Dark Elf, munching on chips, casually glanced down at her baggy cargo pants.

"… Wait, so I gotta show him my panties too?"

She tossed another chip into her mouth.

"Damn."

Even the thought of displaying her most shaless panties to Scott didn't seem to phase her one bit.

But, the sa couldn't be said for the other won.

"Hrmm… wonder if he'll show us his…"

Dark Elf stuffed her mouth with so more chips.

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