The next day, Theo woke up in the middle of ruins, covered by soft curves in every direction – a pile of humans cuddled him all at once, with every girl trying to secure a limb or two.
*Cough*
It was suffocating.
"Junior Sisters," he complained helplessly, unable to move without pushing them all. As cultivators, they wouldn't be hurt if he did, not physically, but it wasn't a very nice thing to do. "We must clean up before our minor junior sisters come here to have breakfast."
He directly tugged at their consciousness with his divinity; he was connected to them all, and last night had deepened their bonds further. He couldn't control their actions, nor take away their free will, but his divinity allowed him to communicate with them, and it created a positive self-reinforcing cycle – the stronger their bond was, the stronger his divinity was, and as his divinity increased, their bonds grew stronger.
"Mm…"
"It's already morning?"
