Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money

The rent here is calculated on a monthly basis, not on a semester basis like in ordinary dormitories.

The price of 3,000 a month is actually not cheap, but it is indeed spacious and bright and worth the money.

The rent for half a year plus the deposit was 21,000 dollars. The administrator reminded him, "You can reduce the 500 dollars you just paid."

Ryan quickly said, "Tina, transfer 20,000 dollars to me. I'll take the receipt to get the cash later. It's just what I need."

No one thought much about it. After paying the money, Ryan took the receipt and went to collect the 500 dollars. This was his own money.

The matter was settled. Josie blushed and said, "Tina, I'll save up the rent and give it to you later."

"No need, there's nothing to argue about between us."

Tina smiled generously, took her hand affectionately and said, "We live comfortably with you as our housekeeper."

"I can go out too!"

Abigail still had the 600,000 dollars in her hand, and she smiled cheerfully and said, "Well, we're going to live under the same roof soon, so let's not be so formal."

"I'll pay for the furniture and appliances!!!"

The richest among the four is Lyla. Ryan gave her a check for 4 million dollars, which has hardly been touched until now.

Lyla smiled generously and said, "Okay, don't argue about this. I'll pay for it. I'm a rich woman now."

Her politeness and easygoing attitude made the atmosphere instantly lively, almost like the harem fantasy Ryan had once dreamed of.

"It's getting late, let's find a place to eat and chat," Ryan suggested.

Abigail shook her head. "I won't join you. My mother's waiting for me. But feel free to use my room—pick whatever you like from it. Just save me the leftovers."

She took Talia's hand with a soft smile. "As for the bed and furniture, you can help me choose. I'll need an extra-large double bed—big enough for me to sprawl out on."

Standing next to the tall, striking Abigail, the petite Talia looked even more delicate. The way Abigail smiled at her, slightly teasing, created an undeniable "top energy" vibe. Any fujoshi witnessing this would've lost their minds—it was practically a BL manhwa come to life.

"I… I don't know what you like," Talia murmured shyly, trying to pull her hand back, but Abigail held on firmly.

Abigail smirked. "I'll love anything you pick."

Lyla, Tina, and Ryan were stunned. Were they seriously flirting right now? Were they supposed to ship them now?!

Talia whispered, "But I don't know your favorite colors. Don't we still need bedsheets and quilts?"

Abigail tilted her chin up, amused. "I'll leave all of that to you. I trust you'll make me the perfect little love nest."

"If I pick badly, you can't complain," Talia said, flustered, almost like she was pouting.

"I already told you—I'll love whatever you choose."

Abigail's smirk deepened. "The bed has to be an extra-large double, preferably the kind athletes use… otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be enough space."

Holy shit, is that because you can't sleep alone, or because you two won't fit together? Ryan thought. Are lesbians really this bold now?!

After teasing Talia a bit more, Abigail waved and left. Ryan hailed a cab and took the three girls to the university district's commercial street.

"Which one is Declan's family's place?" Ryan scanned the area—three barbecue joints clustered together, competition visibly fierce.

"That one!" Lyla pointed at the flashiest one. "Every time that guy picks up girls, he brings them here to flaunt his money. Even people who've never eaten there know it's his."

Yippy BBQ… Ryan memorized the name.

The competition was cutthroat. Young, pretty college girls in uniforms handed out flyers and solicited customers at the entrance, making the place look lively and packed.

Ryan turned and walked into the Korean barbecue place across the street, which was similarly extravagant but noticeably quieter. They got a private booth immediately.

As they browsed the menu, Talia remarked, "Prices here really aren't cheap."

True to her "dorm mom" title, while everyone else was still deciding, Talia had already sanitized the tableware and neatly distributed it to everyone.

Lyla suddenly looked up and waved. "Manager Talia!"

Talia, who'd been at the front desk, froze at the call before recognizing them and walking over with a smile. "Mr. Ryan, it's you guys."

"Sis—" Talia's greeting left everyone even more confused.

Ryan blinked. "You two are…?"

Ding… Bound target: Talia, favorability 93.

Ding… Bound target: Talia, favorability 70.

Talia hugged her sister's arm affectionately. "My older sister. We look alike, right?"

"You're classmates?" Talia seemed a little nervous—after all, she'd slept with Ryan and done some… unconventional things with him.

"Dormmates," Lyla said meaningfully. "You're sisters? Why do you feel so different?"

Talia smiled. "I'm ten years older than this little troublemaker. After my birth mother passed, my father remarried and had Talia."

Just then, another customer called for a server. Talia nodded. "Enjoy your meal. I'll come back when I'm free."

As she left, Lyla couldn't resist asking, "Doesn't your sister work at Domina? Why's she here?"

Talia shook her head. "I don't know. She never tells me about her work. You can ask her later."

It seemed the age gap and family dynamics had left the sisters somewhat distant. Talia, raised by a stepmother, had grown up strong-willed and assertive, while Talia, with a mother's guidance, was more reserved and gentle.

For Korean BBQ, the banchan (side dishes) were served first—kimchi, pickled radish, and others. The taste was surprisingly good, far better than what Ryan had eaten before.

The meat wasn't cheap either: marbled beef, beef throat, heart, brisket, tendon, ribs… They ordered a full spread. Ryan cracked open a beer while the girls stuck to soda.

"Beer is so bitter. Why do guys like it?" Talia asked innocently.

Ryan didn't know how to answer, but Tina grinned. "Try it next time. We should have a dorm party soon to celebrate moving in."