Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine

The towering corporate building stood silent in the moonlit night.

Except… it wasn't a corporate building.

Judy led the group inside as her confident steps echoed across the pristine, white-tiled floor. The massive interior was mostly empty, save for the tall, draped objects hidden beneath thick tarps. A few dim floodlights cast long, wavy shadows across the space.

"… It's really a museum?"

Shadow stated flatly.

Partly, he was disappointed──but only at first.

Witch tilted her head, arms still folded behind her back.

Her sweet, knowing smile never wavered.

"Oh, junior sister…"

She sighed.

"I completely forgot to mention that."

Judy ignored them, already in full documentary-mode as she waved her arms dramatically.

"This…"

She said, practically vibrating.

"… is the first-ever extraterrestrial museum."

Her voice echoed.

No one looked impressed.

Dog Girl had already passed out.

Her gentle snores filled the otherwise empty space.

Shadow, the poor bastard, was stuck with the assignment of carrying her. Her limbs dangled lazily over his shoulders as one of her fluffy ears twitched occasionally as she let out soft little grumbles in her sleep.

The chat was brutal.

[Live Comments:]

[Bro I didn't come here for a history lesson, if I wanted that I'd go to my 6 a.m. classes 😭😭😭]

[Can we just watch Dog Girl snore all night? She's so damn cute. 💖]

[Is it just me, or is Shadow actually interested in what Judy's saying??]

└ [Fr bro's been watching her like a hawk since she started yapping. 💀]

└ [Meh, he's probably just looking at her ass or sum.]

└ [Hmm, she does have a fat one. 🤔]

･･･

Shadow ignored that last message.

His jet-black mask remained eerily still, unreadable.

But behind it, his eyes were locked onto Judy with sharp focus.

『Never thought alien history would be something I'd have a front-row seat to… I better get all the information I can. It might be useful in the future… keh.』

Vixen shot him a side-eye.

She couldn't see his expression, but for some reason… she felt like there was a stupidly excited, nerdy grin behind that sleek mask.

She scowled.

"Tch. Nerd."

Shadow turned his head slightly. "Hm?"

"You're giving off nerd energy."

Shadow chuckled with zero offense taken.

"Hah! You should meet my friend Jake. He's wayyy more into this kinda stuff."

Vixen rolled her eyes, already done with this conversation.

Her golden, fox-like eyes shifted forward to Judy again to watch as the so-called "award-winning" reporter beamed with enthusiasm.

"… This isn't the first or second time artifacts have dropped from the stars!"

Judy continued, gesturing grandly.

"Every time, organizations like the Hero Agency or the Government have hoarded them. But for the first time ever, that's changed."

She clasped her hands dramatically.

"Isaac Volkner—the genius, the visionary—has graciously decided to share these findings with the world! He believes in knowledge! In truth! So rather than hiding what's out there, he's built this—a museum to showcase what his starship has discovered in orbit!"

Sniperess yawned. Loudly.

"… Get to the point."

[Live Comments:]

[Sniperess speaks for the people. 🙏]

[Judy got a big ass but NOT big brains on how to not waste people's time. 💀]

[She been drinking that steady cup of Yappuccino.]

└ [Hrmm, that's new one…]

[Bro, she's like one of those teachers that go on useless tangents for half the class.]

└ [Except this one's FOINE ✨]

･･･

Judy's eye twitched.

Her sharp glare snapped to Witch.

Witch merely sighed and turned to Sniperess.

"If you want us to actually keep an eye on this stuff—like Rope Girl suggested—then don't interrupt her."

Sniperess scoffed, arms lazily resting on her rifle.

"Speaking of Rope Girl… shouldn't she be here? If this mission is so important, then maybe our actual leader should be doing it instead of pushing it onto us."

Witch pursed her lips.

A rare flash of seriousness crossed her face.

"Well… when I spoke to her earlier tonight, she didn't seem like herself."

Sniperess narrowed her eyes.

"She looked… violated. Like something had really messed her up. Even that gun psycho, Deathmark, was doing her best to console her."

A heavy silence fell.

Sniperess frowned.

"… Huh?"

She mindlessly tapped a finger against her rifle.

"Since when does our leader need consoling?"

Her voice dropped an octave.

"Something horrible happened, didn't it?"

Witch exhaled slowly, rubbing her temples.

"I honestly don't know. But I do know that I want to strangle whoever did this to her."

Her voice darkened.

"… Could it be Nightwatch?"

Sniperess snorted.

"Pssssh──as if."

A sharp smirk tugged at her lips.

"That bastard doesn't have the balls to face her. He's gone into hiding."

Dog Girl's ears twitched at the name──but she remained fast asleep.

[Live Comments:]

[NAHHH WHAT HAPPENED TO ROPE GIRL???]

[If Nightwatch actually did something to her, then he's fucking DEAD. 💀]

└ [Not really, but aight. 🤷‍♂️]

└ [Rope Girl would destroy him in a fight, tf you mean.]

└ [Nah, Nightwatch would cook her. Y'all are tripping.]

[L take. Witch claps both of them.]

└ [True, Witch is the best combatant in the squad tbh.]

└ [Ehhhh, Rope Girl has more experience tho.]

└ [Bruh, let's not pretend like Witch wouldn't be leader if she had the same connections. 💀]

The debate went nuclear.

Viewers started pulling up military records and past operations to argue who had the better feats.

Vixen's ears twitched.

The more Witch and Sniperess kept talking about Nightwatch, the more her tail flicked in irritation. She tried to ignore it at first, but after a while, she just couldn't anymore.

She clicked her tongue.

Then, she turned her sharp gaze to the two women.

"… Be honest."

Her voice was cool, confident, and carried an edge of challenge.

"Nightwatch probably not only has the balls to stand up to Rope Girl, but he could probably put that stuck up lady in her place, too. No offense, of course."

Witch and Sniperess stopped walking.

Mid-sentence, Judy blinked in confusion.

Shadow… inhaled slowly.

Vixen didn't stop.

"I mean, really."

She tilted her head.

"How can you say any hero is stronger than Nightwatch when all of them vanished the instant that giant red beast attacked Metro City a month back, huh?"

A heavy silence followed.

The chat? Absolutely losing it.

[Live Comments:]

[NAHHH SHE SAID IT.]

[SHE'S GONE. THEY'RE GONNA TEAR HER APART.]

[Vixen… please, please… retract that statement before you get canceled.]

└ [Too late. She's finished.]

└ [She did NOT just put Nightwatch above Rope Girl in front HER OWN SQUAD. 💀💀💀]

･･･

Sniperess' eyes darkened.

Her grip on her rifle tightened slightly as she turned her head toward Vixen.

"… So, what?"

She asked, her voice low, dangerous.

"You trying to say you support a terrorist?"

Vixen didn't flinch.

But she knew exactly what that question was.

A trap. And the chat knew it too.

[Live Comments:]

[DO NOT ANSWER.]

[SHE'S COOKED. EITHER WAY SHE ANSWERS, SHE FRIGGIN' LOSES.]

[This is how politicians get caught up LMAOO.]

[Damn, this how my ex-wife got me to pay $8000 child support for our kid in HER custody. 💀]

└ [Is your child the protagonist? 8K is crazy. 😳]

[Deadass, a yes or a no will still start a shitstorm. Silence is the best answer, to be honest.]

└ [Nah, silence could also mean yes, bro. She better just say she doesn't support him and keep herself safe.]

└ [Exactly. It's not like she owes him anything.]

･･･

Vixen's tail flicked, but she remained still.

Her lips parted slightly──

But before she could answer, Shadow adjusted Dog Girl's position on his back and quickly spoke.

"Vixen's obviously not supporting that horrible terrorist."

His tone was firm, dismissive.

"Anyone supporting him is an idiot."

Witch lifted a brow.

Her dark eyes flicked to him with eerie amusement.

"Oh?"
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She exhaled slowly, her feet still moving as she kept her arms folded.

"So, if I asked for your official Hero ID, you'd be able to give it to me?"

Shadow didn't answer immediately.

Witch's lips curled.

"… And more importantly."

Her voice dropped, a slow hum of intrigue.

"That streaming you're doing… it's really not inspired by Nightwatch?"

Shadow shook his head calmly.

"I didn't bring my ID. And besides, almost every hero streams on HeroTube and stuff… Like The Peak, Pulsar, even Red Rocket. Heck, Marmot Man here was also a streamer until he got banned by HeroTube."

Sniperess hummed, nodding slightly.

"… Hrmm." She glanced at Witch. "That's valid, right?"

Witch didn't answer immediately.

She just smiled. A dark, unreadable smile.

Then, her cold, sharp eyes landed on Shadow.

Shadow… remained silent, carrying the sleeping Dog Girl with an unbothered stance.

Witch's fingers tapped against her wrist.

"Well…"

She murmured, tilting her head slightly.

"I suppose we'll just have to wait and see what happened to our leader, won't we?"

Then, her voice turned just a bit… playful.

"Perhaps… something to do with intimacy, maybe?"

Sniperess narrowed her eyes.

"… What?"

"She doesn't seem to like that…"

Witch spoke in an almost lazy tone of thoughtfulness.

"Especially considering she can't even eat her food around her own squadmates."

Sniperess looked intrigued.

She leaned forward slightly.

"… Wait, wait."

Her voice was curious.

"What if it really was Nightwatch and… he did… things to her?"

She snorted.

"Not like it's possible, but Rope Girl was wearing that exposing dress she asked us to rate when they reported her earlier today…"

She trailed off, eyes thoughtful.

"… Is it safe to assume she got harassed?"

The moment she said it──

Witch chuckled softly.

Then──so did Vixen.

The two women were shaking their heads, a well-aware and amused sort of laughter slipping from their lips as if Sniperess had just said the dumbest thing they'd heard all week.

The chat absolutely popped off.

[Live Comments:]

[THEY LAUGHED, LMAOOO.]

[SHE REALLY THOUGHT NIGHTWATCH WAS OUT HERE ON SOME CREEP SHIT.]

└ [Bro doesn't even talk to people unless it's to monologue dramatically in a dark alley.]

└ [FACTS. DUDE IS ALL ABOUT AURA AESTHETICS.]

[Shadow the only one not laughing tho… 🤨]

[Bro is staring at the floor like he's seen God.]

[WAIT.]

[WAIT. 👀]

[WHAT IF HE KNOWS SOMETHING??]

Shadow… did not laugh.

His eyes were blank, staring at the pristine white-tiled floor as his thoughts spiraled dangerously.

『Please don't find out. Please don't find out.』

His stomach churned. He swallowed thickly.

『I don't want to be the one who mentally broke Rope Girl by touching her inappropriately. Ahhh──FUCK! I grabbed her breasts so hard… too far, bro… sigh…』

Her fans would come after me.

And she has a whole damn lot.

Sigh…

[Live Comments:]

[Shadow looks like he's carrying a stolen baby in his pants.]

└ [Bro, what?]

└ [That metaphor makes no sense.]

└ [You make no sense. 😡🤬]

└ [??????]

･･･

Witch sighed, shaking her head.

"I don't see that Nightwatch fellow as a pervert. But… it's not impossible for a terrorist to also be a rapist. Ahhh~ ❤️ it's a little unfortunate I haven't gotten the chance to meet him and tear his bones from his flesh like poorly cooked meat."

Her expression darkened slightly.

But, she was also turned on.

It was obvious from the way she secretly pinched one of her nipples to suppress her sadistic arousal.

"His kind just keeps getting worse. So, so worse… so worse it's oddly, mhmmm~ ❤️"

Shadow's face went blank. Then gold with fury.

『What in the world is all this? I literally did nothing and now they're talking like I'm actually capable of this shit? Well, even if I did… but still… context…』

He snorted hot air like an angry bull.

『AND WHY DOES SHE SOUND SO TURNED ON──?!』

His jaw clenched.

Then, with an exasperated groan, he finally spoke.

"Can you all just listen to Judy?"

Judy paused.

Then… she smiled.

Softly. Warmly.

She walked over to him, standing on her toes──and pressed a soft kiss to his masked cheek.

"Thank you, Shadow."

Shadow froze.

The chat lost their damn minds.

[Live Comments:]

[WHAT THE HELL. WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL.]

[JUDY JUST KISSED HIM??????]

[JUDY HAS A FAVORITE AND IT'S SO OBVIOUS.]

└ [Obviously, he's been listening to her lecture…]

└ [Damn, Shadow. I was NOT familiar with yo game, man. Too legendary to be true. 😭🙏]

└ [Vixen looks SO MAD LMFAO.]

[Damn, bro might actually bag a 10/10 Asian baddie. 💀]

･･･

Indeed, Vixen was not amused.

She gave Judy a sharp, venomous side-eye.

Her tail flicked behind her.

Witch just smirked.

And Sniperess leaned back with a low whistle.

"Well, well…" she murmured.

Judy adjusted her glasses with a satisfied smile, then turned back to the group.

"Alright, back to what I was saying."

She gestured toward the towering display cases and sleek, interactive holograms scattered throughout the exhibit hall.

"With this museum, humanity will finally gain its first real understanding of the interstellar world and the so-called visitors from the stars."

Her tone was rich with excitement.

She took a step forward, eyes gleaming.

"Maybe… the more people learn, the closer we'll get to answering the ultimate question."

She let her voice hang dramatically in the air.

"Why are we all here?"

A moment of contemplative silence.

Then—

Marmot Man raised a greasy, fur-covered hand like he was in a classroom.

"Uhhh… because she told them to come in?"

A loud, audible sigh came from Shadow.

He palmed his masked face in sheer exhaustion.

[Live Comments:]

[💀💀💀]

[My ranked teammates, I swear. 💀]

[NAH. THERE AIN'T NO WAY.]

[SOMEONE GET MARMOT MAN OFF THE MIC. 💀]

[I swear bro is actually brain-damaged.]

└ [No, he's just built different.]

[He really said "she told them to come in" like it was some girl's house party.]

[JUDY SET UP THE MOST PHILOSOPHICAL QUESTION AND THIS DUDE JUST—]

└ [Bro folded that question like origami. 💀💀💀]

[Judy should charge him for emotional damage.]

[WE MEMEING THIS. "Because she told them to come in" IS GOING TO BE A THING NOW.]

[No cap, that actually might be the meaning of life tho. 🤔]

･･･

Judy's eye twitched.

She closed her eyes for a second. Breathed in.

Exhaled.

"… Moving on."

Before she could continue, something unexpected happened.

A woman phased through the wall.

She materialized out of thin air and her form flickered as she turned tangible.

She was clad in a sleek black-and-white high-tech suit, the metallic sheen of her helmet glinted under the museum's fluorescent lights.

She scanned the room.

"… Hrm."

Her voice was low, casual.

"It should still be here, like Mr. Black said…"

She muttered to herself, adjusting the headgear of her helmet before tapping a button to switch to night vision mode. Her visor flickered with a faint green glow as she examined the museum.

"What was that damn codename I was supposed to use again…? Ugh…"

She paused, thinking.

"… Ah, right. Invisible Woman, wasn't it?"

She nodded to herself.

"Yeah. That's it."

Then she moved, completely unseen by the security cameras or the automated drone patrols circling the exhibit.

━ ━ ━ ━

Meanwhile, back with the group—

Judy led them to a central display.

There, sitting inside a heavily secured glass case, was a sizable solid cube of unknown material.

The surface was etched with intricate symbols, foreign and incomprehensible as it glowed faintly under the museum's specialized lights.

Judy beamed.

"This… is the one I can't wait to report on the most."

She placed a hand on the case.

"This cube is inscribed with an ancient alien language no one has ever been able to decipher."

She turned to the camera drones, voice full of awe.

"After deep study, scientists estimate that this artifact is at least 30,000 years old!"

She clapped her hands together.

"Isn't that amazing?! To think we have access to something so old──!"

She paused.

No one was clapping. Not a single person.

The entire group just stared, unimpressed.

Shadow, still carrying Dog Girl in his arms, slowly lifted his foot and tapped it on the floor.

Tap!

Once. Twice. Three times.

Judy's face fell.

She stared at them as her enthusiasm dwindled.

"… Seriously?"

[Live Comments:]

[LMAOOOO HE CLAPPED WITH HIS FOOT.]

[Judy looking like a teacher whose class won't participate.]

[Bro, even the aliens probably wouldn't clap for this.]

[She hyped it up SO MUCH and they just… stared.]

[Shadow tried to be nice, at least. 😭]

･･･

Just then—

Marmot Man's chubby, greasy face pressed up against the display case.

"Oooooh."

His beady little eyes gleamed with curiosity.

"That looks like a cool ass console. Or maybe…"

He squinted.

"… Some kind of 4D Rubik's Cube."

He rubbed his scruffy chin.

"I wonder if it can run on PC."

Judy snapped her head toward him.

Her glasses flashed.

"Get away from that."

Her voice was sharp, cutting.

"Do you have any idea how old that is──?!"

Marmot Man lazily peeled his face off the glass and left behind a gross, oily smudge.

He scratched his hairy belly.

"Oh yeah, speaking of that…"

He tilted his head, looking genuinely confused.

"I thought alien stuff was supposed to be futuristic 'n shi."

He pointed at the cube.

"So why is this thing older than me? Did those WeTube bait covers lie to me?"

A deep, resounding slap echoed through the room.

Judy had smacked her own forehead so hard that her skin turned red.

[Live Comments:]

["Did those WeTube bait covers lie to me?" I CAN'T WITH THIS GUY 💀💀💀]

[THIS STREAM IS A MASTERPIECE.]

[Someone please make a compilation of Marmot Man's dumbest moments.]

[He really thought alien stuff = futuristic only. 🤦]

[Judy is SO done. 😂😂😂]

･･･

Meanwhile—

A silent, unseen figure lurked in the shadows.

The moment Judy turned her back, Invisible Woman smirked under her helmet.

Her gaze locked onto the solid cube inside the display case.

Her fingers twitched.

"Perfect."

Still intangible to the flying security drones, she took a slow step forward.

And no one noticed.