Around 8:00am, Sunlight leaked softly into the massive bed where all the girls slept wrapped around Zumi like warm blankets. Heads on his chest, arms hooked around his waist… it was peaceful.
Zumi quietly unlocked his phone.
A message from Carmella.
Carmella: My love… I've sent the letter to Victor Dragna. He responded immediately. He agreed to meet— But not in ten days. He wants the meeting in five. At his estate. He said his private conference room is prepared.
There was a pause.
Then another message appeared:
Carmella: …I miss you already. Last night wasn't enough. Come back to me soon, Sun Wukong. Your queen grows lonely without you.
Zumi smiled faintly and typed back:
Zumi: If my queen is lonely… then the world is truly trembling. Don't worry, Caramel. We'll see each other again very soon.
Carmella: …Then I'll wait at the highest tower until you return. Do not make your queen wait long.
Zumi smirked, slid his phone away, and carefully slipped out from under the sleeping mountain of women.
They didn't even stir. Aurora curled into Sakura. Hina tucked under Serafina's arm. Gia clung to his pillow like it was him.
Zumi exhaled softly and made his way to the living room.
The moment Zumi sat on the couch—
DING.
A Celestia system window shimmered softly in front of him.
"Leafa's Rebirth Progress: 20%" Her spiritual form has returned. Her soul now rests within the Heart of Nature Tree inside your Soul Space.
Zumi leaned forward.
"So she's awake… but still without a body."
Celestia: Correct. If you wish, you may now transfer her soul into a physical vessel. With your permission… I can assist the process.
Zumi rubbed his chin.
"…But what would I use as a physical body?"
Celestia paused.
Then offered a suggestion:
Celestia: Host, one of Sun Wukong's original divine abilities will serve perfectly:
✨ Clone Creation — Hair Manifestation Technique ✨
Clones created from your hair contain no soul. They act like puppets—until directed. If you transfer Leafa's soul into one… Her spirit will reshape the clone into her true form. You will lose control of the clone—but she will gain life in the physical world.
Zumi stood.
"Alright… then let's bring her back."
Zumi reached up…
Plucked a single strand of his own hair.
The moment it left his fingers— It shimmered like molten gold.
He flicked it forward.
The strand floated above the living room floor—
Then IGNITED in green and gold energy.
The hair twisted—
Split—
Expanded—
SHAPED ITSELF INTO A HUMANOID FORM.
Muscles formed. Bones took shape. Skin stretched over a steadily-growing frame.
Within seconds—
A perfect duplicate of Zumi stood before him.
Eyes closed. Breathless. Empty.
A body without a soul.
Zumi exhaled.
"Celestia. Begin the transfer."
The room filled with a deep, ancient green light.
The air smelled like spring forests and rain.
Celestia's voice softened:
Beginning soul integration… Goddess Leafa — transferring spirit… Now.
A pulse of luminous green shot from Zumi's chest— from the Soul Space— and plunged into the clone's heart.
The clone's body jerked—
Light burst from its skin—
And then the body glowed like a small sun, radiant green divine light illuminating the living room.
In the bedroom—
Serafina's crimson eyes snapped open.
Bia jolted awake, hair flaring dark with energy.
Hina sat up instantly, her goddess senses buzzing.
"…something's happening," Serafina muttered.
"…Zumi," Bia whispered.
"…divine energy," Hina breathed.
Half-asleep and stumbling, the three of them hurried into the living room, still in pajamas, hair messy, eyes half-lidded but alert.
"What… is happening?" Serafina asked.
"Z-Zumi…?" Bia rubbed her eyes.
"…Is that… a body?" Hina whispered.
The glowing form in the center of the room intensified—
Energy swirling around it in spiraling emerald halos—
The body began collapsing inward, shrinking—
Compressing into a perfect sphere of green light.
A living seed of divine power.
The rebirth of a goddess.
The living room glowed brighter and brighter, the green sphere pulsing like a heartbeat.
Serafina squinted, her sleepy expression instantly sharpening.
"…that aura…" she whispered.
Bia's eyes widened, crimson brightening with excitement.
"That… I know that feeling. That's—"
Hina blinked rapidly, still waking up but also overwhelmed by the divine presence.
"It feels… ancient. Pure… like the forest itself."
Serafina stepped forward, voice trembling with awe despite her usual composure.
"It's her. The Goddess of Nature."
Bia grinned, unable to hide her thrill.
"Ohhh this is going to be fun. Leafa's coming into the physical realm."
The orb pulsed again—
WHUMP—WHUMP—WHUMP
The sound of a heart beginning to beat.
The green light expanded…
And then—
The orb unraveled into flowing ribbons of emerald energy that wrapped around the forming shape of a woman.
A silhouette emerged—soft, elegant, and divine. The details sharpened with each pulse of light.
Her hair grew long, cascading in deep emerald waves down her back and across her shoulders.
Her features formed with serene grace: gentle eyes still closed, delicate lips, and an expression as peaceful as untouched morning dew.
Intricate vine-like tattoos flowed across her arms, shoulders, and legs—patterns of curling leaves and blooming roses etched into her skin as if nature itself had written its signature upon her body.
A regal gown formed from the green light, settling over her frame in layers.
Golden designs resembling branches and leaves were woven into the fabric, tracing her curves and flowing down the length of the dress.
A fur-like mantle—dark green and feathered in texture—rested around her shoulders, giving her a majestic and ancient presence.
A golden ornament shaped like a cross with a shining green jewel appeared at her chest, and a matching emblem settled upon her forehead.
She looked like a goddess carved from the heart of a sacred forest.
When the final threads of magic faded, her form stood complete—still, serene, and breathtaking.
But—
The moment the light faded entirely, her body swayed forward, knees weakening.
Serafina gasped, reaching out—
But Zumi was already there.
He caught her gently, one arm behind her back, the other supporting the back of her neck, holding her as if she were made of glass.
Her head rested against his chest, soft green hair spilling over his arms.
Her breathing was faint but steady.
Warm. Alive.
Bia placed a hand over her heart, stunned.
"She's… beautiful."
Serafina folded her arms, a rare softness in her expression.
"Welcome back, old friend…"
Hina wiped the last traces of sleep from her eyes.
"She feels… peaceful."
Then—
A system chime.
Soul Integration: COMPLETE ✔️
Status: Stabilization Required
The vessel must rest for 3–5 hours
for full synchronization of:
• divine essence
• physical structure
• memory channels
• spiritual pathways
She will awaken once the merge is perfect.
Zumi looked down at the sleeping goddess in his arms.
So serene.
So gentle.
So impossibly divine.
He tightened his hold just slightly—protectively.
And then— Zumi carried Leafa with absolute care, her weight light in his arms despite the divine presence she radiated in her sleep. He slowly lowered her onto the long velvet couch, adjusting her emerald hair so it wouldn't tangle. The goddess's breathing was soft—like rustling leaves in a morning breeze.
He stood, looking at Serafina and Hina.
"Protect her," he said gently but firmly. "She needs to rest for three to five hours. Her new vessel is stabilizing—processing her divine essence, forming her physical structure, syncing her memory channels, and aligning her spiritual pathways."
Serafina nodded instantly, her expression warm with a reverence she rarely showed.
"Of course. No one will touch her."
Hina bowed slightly.
"I'll watch over her with my life."
Zumi smiled softly at them, then turned to Hina again.
"Hina—wake up Kasumi. Tell her to prepare breakfast."
"Yes, Zumi."
She hurried down the hall.
A moment later she returned—with a groggy, messy-haired Kasumi rubbing her eyes.
Kasumi blinked once.
Then twice.
Then her gaze locked onto the sleeping green-haired goddess on the couch.
Her brain connected the dots instantly.
Kasumi's eyes widened. "Goddess of Nature…?"
She leaned in, squinting dramatically.
"Damn—she's beautiful. Actually—she's hot."
The room burst into laughter.
Even Serafina smirked.
Hina giggled.
Bia nearly doubled over.
Zumi just nodded with a small, knowing grin.
"Yes," he said softly, looking down at Leafa with a tenderness that silenced the room.
"She is."
He brushed a strand of her emerald hair behind her ear—his fingers gentle, reverent.
For a moment, he didn't hide it.
The look of a man who had loved her across lifetimes flickered openly in his eyes.
Kasumi blinked rapidly.
"…Oh wow, okay—yeah, I see it now. That's a 'fated partner' stare if I've ever seen one."
More laughter.
Kasumi straightened, slapped her cheeks, and marched toward the hallway.
"Alright—I'm showering, putting on my maid outfit, and then breakfast will be ready in record time! Chef Kasumi won't fail you!"
She vanished into the bathroom.
A door down the hall opened.
Kaito stepped out fully dressed, well-rested but alert—ever the guardian.
"Morning, Commander," he greeted deeply.
Zumi nodded back.
"Morning, Kaito."
Kaito bowed respectfully to the ladies, then noticed Leafa on the couch.
"…Another goddess?" he said calmly, like this was normal now.
Hina snorted.
"Welcome to our life."
Kaito shook his head with a small smile, then headed to the bathroom sink to freshen up before beginning his daily security rounds.
Within moments, the mansion felt alive:
Serafina and Hina quietly watching over Leafa…
Bia stretching with a yawn…
Kasumi humming in the kitchen…
Kaito preparing his patrol…
And Zumi?
Standing beside the sleeping goddess of nature—
his hand lingering near hers,
a storm of power and destiny already moving toward its next chapter.
One by one, the girls shuffled out from the mansion's bedrooms—hair messy, eyes half-open, sleeves slipping off shoulders.
Ana, Kathy, Sakura, Gia, Aurora in her humanoid form… and Jasmine, who blinked slowly as she joined them in the hallway, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
Kasumi was already in the kitchen in her maid outfit, quietly preparing breakfast—rice steaming, pans sizzling, knives tapping rhythmically.
Serafina lifted a finger to her lips.
"Shhhh…"
Hina gently pointed toward the couch.
Every girl froze—instantly alert.
They all tiptoed forward together, their expressions shifting from groggy confusion…
…to silent awe.
There, sleeping peacefully, was Leafa—the Goddess of Nature.
Her chest rose and fell in soft, rhythmic breaths. Her long emerald hair draped over the cushions like flowing silk. The vine-mark tattoos on her skin pulsed faintly with life, glowing with a soft green aura.
Hina whispered, just loud enough for all of them:
"That's Leafa… Goddess of Nature. She just returned to the physical world. Zumi transferred her soul into a new body, but it needs three to five hours to finalize the integration."
A hushed gasp traveled through the group.
Jasmine's eyes widened. "A goddess… she's gorgeous."
Gia clasped her hands together. "She looks like she stepped out of a divine painting…"
Sakura whispered, "Her aura feels… ancient."
Aurora's tail swished. "Master's aura is all over her. She must be very important."
Serafina smiled quietly, arms folded. "She is. Extremely."
3 Hours Later:
The living room had been transformed into a make-shift dining area.
The big table was covered with plates of:
rice bowls, eggs, miso soup, fruit slices, freshly cooked salmon, Kasumi proudly prepared.
Everyone sat on floor cushions or couches, forming a wide arc so they could all see Leafa when she woke.
The girls chatted softly.
Before breakfast began, Zumi used his dimensional ring to teleport to the hotel:
A brief flash of golden distortion. A ripple in the air. And he returned moments later… with Reina, who looked stunned but thrilled.
"Is… is this really happening?" she whispered when she saw Leafa sleeping.
"Yeah," Zumi smiled. "Come sit with us."
Reina immediately joined the group, sitting near Jasmine and Sakura, eyes soft with fascination.
Carmella and Bethany—whom Zumi had also brought earlier with the ring—sat elegantly, watching the goddess with fascination.
Bethany whispered, "A goddess of nature… how rare."
Carmella smiled knowingly. "Only Zumi could gather such a being."
Ana shook her head. "This is wild… she's really here."
Zumi sat closest to Leafa—arms folded, but eyes soft whenever he glanced toward her peaceful form.
Five Hours Later:
A faint sound broke through the chatter.
Soft… Sweet… High-pitched but raspy—like warm wind against an ancient tree trunk.
A voice that was beautifully feminine yet husky, delicate yet grounding.
Everyone froze.
Aurora's ears perked up. Gia covered her mouth. Sakura gasped. Kathy clutched Jasmine's arm. Jasmine's heartbeat quickened. Serafina's eyes gleamed in excitement. Hina straightened instantly. Reina's breath caught. Carmella and Bethany both leaned forward, enthralled.
Kasumi poked her head out from the kitchen, whispering, "Did she wake…?"
Leafa shifted.
Her fingers curled faintly.
Then—
Her eyelids fluttered open.
Emerald eyes shimmered beneath thick lashes, hazy and soft as they adjusted to the light.
She blinked slowly. Dreamily. Delicately.
Her long green hair spilled over her shoulders as she pushed herself up with gentle effort, like a flower blooming at dawn.
Every woman in the room held her breath.
Leafa looked around—her expression full of wonder and curiosity, scanning every face with warmth.
And then—
Her eyes landed on Zumi.
Recognition struck instantly.
A soft inhale escaped her lips.
Then that radiant, emotional smile bloomed—pure and overflowing.
She stood—wobbly but determined—and rushed toward him.
"Zumi—!"
Her voice was exactly as before:
High-pitched but raspy, soft but fiery, delicate but trembling with emotion.
She collapsed into his arms.
He caught her effortlessly—one arm at her back, the other supporting her waist.
Leafa melted completely against him, burying her face in his chest.
"I missed you…" Her voice shook with affection and centuries of longing.
Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
Zumi held her just as close, one hand gently stroking her hair.
Around them—
Every girl watched in silence.
No jealousy. No tension. Only awe and warmth.
Because even without knowing her full story…
It was obvious:
Leafa loved Zumi deeply. And she always had.