Harem God- Dimensional Motel System

Drawing in air, he prepared himself. There was no point in waiting any longer.

'Alright, let's do this.'

Walking inside, his footsteps echoed on the worn wooden floor.

There, sitting on the desk, was a phone-a big, old-fashioned bronze one, the kind that looked like it had been built at least fifty years ago.

The phone had a rotary dial, something he hadn't seen outside of movies or old shows.

ring ring ring

Slowly, he reached out, unsure whether answering it would be a mistake.

The strange situation he was in only made him more wary, but he did not have much of a choice.

He placed his hand on the receiver, hesitating for a heartbeat before picking it up.

"Hello?"

(Are you enjoying your new property?)