Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System-Chapter 310: Fifteen Votes!
The energy in the filming room was electric. Bright lights, massive cameras, and a sleek, futuristic setup that made it feel less like a casual YouTube video and more like a full-blown TV production.
Hugo walked in with the rest of the group, trying to keep his cool, but his brain was screaming. It wasn't that he was such a weak hearted fellow.
But he was still 18 and this was the first time he was ever going to be on any form of public video!
And this video was definitely going to be seen by millions of people!
He was a 'little' scared!
The famous YouTuber—the one who had brought them all here—was standing in the center, grinning like he had just won the lottery.
"Yo! What's up, everyone?" the YouTuber said, clapping his hands together as the room buzzed with excitement.
"I'm hyped to have all of you here today! We've got some new faces, some OGs, and it's gonna be a crazy video, so I hope y'all are ready."
Everyone responded with a mix of cheers and laughter, but Hugo? Hugo was suddenly feeling that pressure. This wasn't just a regular video—this was a huge deal.
His heart was doing an Olympic-level sprint inside his chest, and his brain was going, Bro, what if you say something dumb?
What if you forget your name? What if you open your mouth and accidentally start speaking in ancient Latin?
That last one was a stretch but still, he couldn't guarantee how he would act under pressure!
The introductions started. One by one, the influencers stepped forward, saying their names, dropping their social media tags to the camera and adding a little flair to make themselves stand out.
Some cracked jokes, some flexed their massive followings, and some just vibed with confidence like they did this every day.
As it got closer to Hugo's turn, his hands felt slightly clammy. His mind raced through every possible way he could mess up.
And then, it was his turn.
For a split second, he felt like his body was made of stone. Time froze.
But then, something clicked.
Like flipping a switch, he activated his aura of zen. His nerves instantly disappeared. His posture relaxed.
His heartbeat slowed down. He was calm, collected, in control. He was cool Hugo now.
He took a smooth step forward, flashed a confident smirk at the camera, and said in an effortlessly chill tone,
"Yo, what's good? I'm Hugo. You can find me on all socials at HugoBigBrainMaster3000—don't ask about the name, long story."
The room erupted into laughter, even the YouTuber chuckling. "Ayo, that's actually fire. We love a self-aware king," he said, nodding in approval.
Just like that, Hugo nailed his introduction. The pressure? Gone. The nerves? Evaporated. The first impression? Secured.
Aura of Zen was too OP!
With the intros done, the YouTuber clapped his hands together.
"Alright, now that we all know who's who, let's get into the first game. It's a simple one to start—y'all are gonna write down the name of someone here that you like—and I mean like like. No cap, no faking. Just write a name, and we'll see who gets the most."
The room instantly filled with laughter, gasps, and dramatic oohs. Hugo raised an eyebrow. Oh. So this was how they were starting things off.
He grabbed a slip of paper and a pen, staring at the blank space where he was supposed to write a name.
His mind immediately went into detective mode. 'Okay, who do I write? Do I go strategic? Do I go funny? Do I just panic and write my own name like an idiot?'
After a few seconds of debate, he decided to just go with the flow and scribbled down Rai. It was a safe choice.
She was cool, they had already vibed earlier, and let's be real, she was fine!
But then, as soon as he set his pen down, a new question hit him.
Wait.
What if nobody writes my name?
The thought alone sent a mini panic attack through his system. Imagine the embarrassment. The humiliation.
The absolute pain of getting zero votes while the camera was rolling. He could already hear the YouTube comments. "Bro got no rizz." "L video for Hugo." "That username is a lie."
No. No way was he going out like that.
The YouTuber gathered all the slips and began reading them out loud. The room went dead silent, everyone waiting for the results.
He started listing names, tallying up the votes, and Hugo watched as, one by one, the guys realized that nobody wrote their names down.
The first dude? Zero votes.
The second guy? Zero votes.
The third? Still zero.
The room was filled with shocked laughter as not a single guy had been chosen so far.
Some of them were playing it off, laughing at themselves, but others were looking personally offended like their entire existence had just been disrespected.
Then—finally—the YouTuber got to Hugo's slip.
He glanced at the paper. Then he paused. Then he blinked in confusion.
"Wait a minute." He squinted at the numbers. "Nah, hold up, is this a typo?"
Everyone leaned in, curious.
The YouTuber slowly lifted his head, looking straight at Hugo. "Bro… FIFTEEN girls wrote your name."
The entire room exploded.
People were yelling, laughing, clapping their hands in disbelief. One guy straight-up fell out of his chair.
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The girls were smirking, throwing playful glances at Hugo, while some of the other guys looked like they had just witnessed the impossible.
Hugo just sat there, expression unreadable, nodding slowly like this was totally normal.
But inside?
His brain was throwing a full-blown fireworks show.
FIFTEEN?!
FIFTEEN?!?!?!
What did this mean? Was he actually him? Was he really built different? Was he, in fact, the chosen one?!
One of the 6'5 guys clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Bro," he said, looking deeply impressed. "Teach me your ways."
Hugo just exhaled, leaned back in his chair, and smirked.
He didn't know how this had happened, but one thing was certain.
He had won today.
