Morning commute. A middle-aged man working as a corporate slave was on his way to work, feeling depressed, as he was swaying on a bus full of middle-aged men reeking of old age. "If only all of them were girls..." Suddenly, I remembered something that happened the other day. I came across a suspicious pharmacy in a back alley. Out of curiosity, I bought a drug that materializes delusions. "That's why..." The man tosses one pill into the dispenser.... Then, before he knows it, the bus is filled with happy, modern girls in school uniforms, not with middle-aged men. "Could it be that the drug is working...?" The girl next door smiles at the skeptical man. Unable to control her reason, she reaches for his skirt. "Touch me more." As soon as the girl said this, the other girls all looked at the man and said, "Me too." The man became convinced. This drug really does make fantasies come true... Now uninhibited, the man puts the fantasies he's had in his head into action whenever he sees girls in uniforms on the street. He buries himself among the girls, entangles them in their antelope-like legs, stuffs their asses, presses his face into their cleavage, and rubs his dick in all directions. This is a schoolgirl harem. There is no greater joy in the world. But is this really real?