Chapter 8

Layla was laying in the bath, letting the warm soothing water wash over her muscles, letting her body relax.

"Mmm... How long has it been since I've had a bath?" Layla moaned in satisfaction as her body started to go limp.

Layla let out a calm sigh, looking at the roof, wondering what to do next.

"Gorou has been very kind, bringing me food, and allowing me to have a bath in his house, it's just a shame that he is human." Layla then let out a worried sigh.

'Although we haven't known each other for more than a week, he is the first person to protect me and help me." Layla then sunk half her head in the water, conflicted about what she should do.

"Hello? Layla?" A voice sounded out from the bathroom door, followed by three knocks.

"Oh, uh... Hello?" Layla was a bit suspicious as to who this was, so she started to lift herself out of the bath.

"Hi, I'm Miki, Gorou's wife." Miki declared proudly through the door.

'Oh, she's Gorou's wife, well I should greet her face to face, don't want to appear rude after all.' Layla thought, getting out of the bath completely, wrapping a towel around her and opening the door.

When the door opened revealing Layla, Miki felt like she was standing in front of an Egyptian princess, the bathroom lights reflected off Layla's honey skin, making her outlined in gold, although Layla was wearing a towel, Miki could see the towel strain, threatening to burst from her hips and thighs.

"Wow, you're so pretty." Was all Miki could get out as she stood there in awe.

"Why thank you." Layla smiled, thankful for her comment.

"Wow, even your smile is beautiful," Miki added.

"Thank you," Layla said shyly, embarrassed by Miki's praises.

"Well, here are your clothes, I picked them out, hope you like them," Miki said cheerfully, snapping out of her trance.

Layla grabbed the stack of clothes. Miki was going to leave for Layla to change, but this was a chance to get closer to Miki, so Layla spoke up.

"Hey, ah Miki..." Layla called out, now embarrassed that she was asking this, but now she had to go all the way. "Could you help me change? I uh, I've never tried these clothes on." Layla said, backing up behind the bathroom door frame like a shy child.

'She is so... Cute! I have to agree with my husband's choices regarding women. Oh, this is so exciting.' Miki beamed with happiness as she grabbed the other bags and ran into the bathroom with Layla, excited about their time together.

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Gorou has been circulating his mana, channelling it within him. He could feel the energy run through his veins

Gorou could feel his blood run like water, cold like ice, each muscle fibre burned until they were branding his skin, his flesh hardened and compressed like a rock, each one of these sensations sent a jolt of electricity to his brain, the lights flickered and the air around Gorou began to seek and twist.

The sensations and feelings were chaotic, all of these different elements clashed against each other. Gorou felt a migraine starting to heat his brain, his body twitched and tightened, and the air around Gorou also started to swirl violently, luckily only throwing around pillows.

'I need to calm these elements, I need to separate them somehow!' Gorou tried to block out the pain and separate the elements in his body.

Although Gorou couldn't see it, he could feel the elements battling against each other, tearing his body as they fight for control.

"I am Gorou Hyoudou! I will have a harem of my own! I shall not fall for such basic magic! ARGH!" Gorou shouted as he forced the elements to separate from each other.

Forcing another magic type to take place with an incomplete process made Gorou cough up blood, but he powered through and forced healing magic to fill the gaps.

Slowly, the elements began to calm down as the healing magic filled the gaps. Gorou stopped circulating magic and let his body heal itself.

As Gorou stopped circulating magic, all the pain and exhaustion hit him like a truck, making him jerk and curl over, grabbing his stomach pain and falling to the floor.

"At least I'm alive, ha- Argh! Fuck!" Gorou went to laugh about him living through that, but the pain hurt too much.

After rolling on the floor for a bit, the pain left Gorou's body, making him able to stand up. After standing up, he saw the blood he spat out onto the carpet, which made him look down at his shirt.

"That's a lot of blood, uhh... How do I explain this?" Gorou said as he started to take off his shirt.

"Honey!?"

Gorou heard a shriek from behind him, as he snapped around, he saw Miki scurrying down the stairs and looking over Gorou's body before he could resist.

"Are you bleeding?! Is something wrong?!" As Miki was looking over Gorou's body looking for injuries, she became aware of the toned and defined muscles on Gorou's body, his skin had become smooth, with no fat or loose skin, it almost didn't seem real.

Miki began to examine Gorou's muscles closely, tracing over each muscle's outline before arriving at his face.

"Gorou?" Miki said suspiciously, caressing Gorou's face, finding him looking younger and more masculine, his eyes were blossoming youth as his brown eyes had lightened up to a hazel.

"Yes honey, it's me," Gorou said as he held onto Miki's hand that was caressing his face.

Miki was at a loss for words, she couldn't think or say anything, she knew that he didn't look like her husband, but she could feel that he was.

"I'm going to go to bed, uhh... You can come up when you're ready, honey." Miki leaned up and realised he had grown as well. She kissed him hesitantly, not knowing what to make of the situation.

"I'll see you up there in a moment darling, I first want to have a chat with Layla." Gorou smiled, happy at the teasing, but also happy at his appearance, which he has yet to see.

Miki turned around and began to run up the stairs, leaving Layla and Gorou behind. Gorou smiled happily as he watched Miki run up the stairs and being baffled like a child.

When Gorou's eyes fell on Layla, he found her wearing pyjama pants that flowed off her lower curves and a black singlet that cupped her boobs perfectly.

Gorou smiled and played off his starting as he sat down and invited Layla to join him.

Layla was also at a loss for words when it came to Gorou, now he wasn't old looking or ugly, he was a handsome man with a delicious body, Layla couldn't help but travel up his body with her eyes when her gaze landed on his eyes, she saw Gorou checking her out as well, making her turn away with a blush as she steamed from the head in embarrassment.

Layla followed Gorou to the couch and sat down next to him, she was too drunk on his appearance to listen to what he was saying until he said.

"I know you're a devil."