Building A Harem Of Supervilainesses... But First, I Have To Save Them Chapter 6: Ch 6: Something Dangerous

It was everything I could do to not facepalm and groan into my hands. HR would roast anyone for saying sothing like that.

But unfortunately, Candice was in a position to be immune to that. The girls around the table were looking at , clearly not sure if I wanted to pick a fight with my very sexist manager.

The answer was no. I’d seen others fight that several tis already, and it hadn’t done any good.

Candice just fired any HR employees that had a problem with her language and replaced them with soone less concerned.

Won made up over eighty percent of the world population now, and the gender ratios continued to skew heavily towards won.

The gene for powers and mutations occurred on the X chromoso, and it was basic biology that it had affected birthrates.

The sperm with the X chromoso out-competed those with the Y chromoso nine to one, which ant for every man born there were nine won born.

I was a third generation super, and now, with the fourth generation coming up behind , it had only gotten worse, far worse.

So here we were, creating a comrcial for the governnt, trying to change how people viewed relationships.

The goal was to normalize harems in hopes of continuing to have future generations.

Harems weren’t completely new. With the gender ratios as skewed as they were, harems had already naturally developed, but they were made more legitimate the previous year when the tax system was updated to accommodate them.

Of course, politicians were decades behind on acting, but at least sothing finally ca.

And now the governnt was fully backing the concept, working with the Bureau of Superheroes to push it as well.

I’d learned that sexually frustrated won apparently made up for a large amount of the petty cri and daylight assaults.

I had to hide my snicker as I thought about it, realizing Candice had been talking the entire ti and I’d missed whatever she was saying.

"—think that a big, hunky man would be best," she finished.

"But the trics say that most resistance to harems is from won. We wanted to say, ’if Miss Point City is okay with sharing a man, what is your complaint?’ We’ve even arranged for her husband to take a second wife here during the campaign."

"Oh, I’d like to sign up for Brad Pitt’s bed," Candice purred. "See, wouldn’t that make a much better argunt?"

She wiped her hand in the air as if she was viewing a scene. "Brad Pitt naked under the covers, with a clearly erect boner under the sheets. Have a harem with . See?"

My team looked nervously about, clearly not liking the idea.

We had tried the sex appeal angle with a man. But it had actually revolted the male audience to the point that it seed counterproductive.

The role of a man in society had changed drastically in the last generation as the sexual imbalance had accelerated.

Won may have the numbers over the n, but we still needed n to be onboard. And the best way to do that was with Miss Point City.

I decided to step in and help my team. "Candice. Look, we tried that angle, and it didn’t asure up. The analytics just weren’t there for it."

"Sotis you need to see past the data," she replied.

"No." I leaned over the conference table. "We follow the data. That’s what we are paid to do. Won and n responded well to this approach. It’s more subtle, and it tackles the primary concern of won."

Candice and I had a montary standoff. I could nearly feel the static between our gazes for a mont before she broke the staring contest.

"Fine. I trust your judgnt, Zayn. Now, what about the ads for other cities?"

My team and I shared a look of surprise, and I knew I had to take this one head on for them. Otherwise, Candice would bulldoze right over my team.

"The project was only for Point City. That’s why we chose the hero we did." I rubbed my temples.

"Candice, if you accept that sort of scope creep, you need to file a new project charter.

We can take this video and cut in another city’s most popular hero, but we’d need to do the research and testing groups to figure out which ones we need to sign.

It shouldn’t be too hard to get an hour shoot completed to fill in a few pieces of the ad. With the BSH involved, the heroes should be receptive."

I made it seem a little more than it really was, but I needed to push back hard on Candice.

"But I need all of them today. The BSH is coming by to see it," she said.

My temper was rising, but I wasn’t surprised. I hated when Candice pulled this shit.

"No. We don’t have it, and there’s no way to get it pulled together on ti.

My team worked tirelessly to get this one done. You’ll have to work that silver tongue of yours and show this to them as a sample for Point City, and we can work on the rest later."

I took one glance at my team, seeing their tired faces full of dread.

They knew this would likely an Candice expecting a weekend full of work to make it happen. And I didn’t want that for them.

"We’ll talk more about it on Monday. The team worked last Sunday, and I told them they’d get today off as compensation after we presented this," I lied.

Kate, sitting next to Candice, bead at . I didn’t have to look at the rest of them to know just how happy I’d just made them.

Soone had to stand up to Candice. She was a great screen between and the BSH, but that didn’t an she got to overwork my team.

"Fine. But you’ll co to et the BSH rep today. You dodged them the last two tis, and it helps the client to see just who is doing the work for them."

I hid my twitch by shifting and sitting back in my seat. "Sure." That was about the last thing I wanted to do.

"Don’t be so glum. She’s really quite lovely."

I had no issues with whover it was individually, but I avoided heroes like the plague. One of the last groups I wanted to be cramd into a conference room with was the Bureau of Superheroes.

"Put the eting on my calendar." I hoped she’d forget, and it might give an out.

But she took out her phone and keyed it in right then and there.

I cursed internally as the little bubble popped up in the corner of my screen. Five o’clock on a Friday? Of course, Candice. No wonder people beco villains when the real world pushed them around like this.

At least my team had the rest of the day off; she hadn’t fought on that.

"Great. Girls, enjoy the rest of your day. I’ll see you on Monday and don’t forget to direct people to in your out of office ssage." I shooed them out of the eting room ahead of before Candice could try to tie them back down.

’eting with the BSH.’ I looked down at the eting notice again.

I cringed, not wanting them to have any extra ti to observe . They had registered as enhanced with so basic strength, speed, and a bit of enhanced regeneration.

None of those were my actual power. My power was sothing far more dangerous.

Sothing that was best kept hidden from the world unless I wanted to lose my freedom. The things the governnt or villains would do to get a hold of my power would ensure that I never slept peacefully again if it got out.