Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 157 The End of Day One - The Hot Spring (Part 1)
Much later, until night slowly crept up the sky,
As a light, which shouldn't be there in the winter night, slowly ignites beside the steaming hot springs deep within the Maurice Cliffs...

Agushid and Vlame's movements gradually calmed down.

Finally, he gradually stopped, panting.

Leaning against Agushid's chest, Vlame closed his eyes wearily.

Although this was not the first time she and Agushid had had such a precedent,

But for her, as a human, even as a powerful mage, physical strength had never been a strong point.

Therefore, without a doubt,
At this moment, she was indeed too tired to open her eyes and just wanted to lie in Agushid's arms and sleep quietly for a while.

Just for a little while...

"Volamei—"

The most powerful demon's soft, yet direct, call from right next to his ear caused Vlame to grunt in dissatisfaction.

Although speaking at this time was clearly inappropriate,
But after gently embracing his wife's waist, Agushid continued to whisper in her ear:

"Don't close your eyes so soon, although I don't mind holding you for a while—"

"But it's really too early to go to bed now..."

“You sleep for long periods of time, and I don’t like to disturb you when you’re sleeping.”

"So if you don't want to wake up in the middle of a dream, just wait a little while—"

"At least let's go back first, and then continue sleeping when we get to bed."

Agusid's advice had no effect.

That's certainly true this time, at least.

Because Vlamé was frustrated today after losing to his lover in the culinary arts, and then suffered a similar defeat in another area...

I'm so mentally exhausted that I don't even want to move a finger.

Why will Agusid's culinary skills be so amazing in the future?
and also……

Compared to his previous expressionless and indifferent demeanor when he hadn't regained his emotions,

Argusid is so full of energy right now that he doesn't seem like a magician at all...

Even for demons, isn't it an exaggeration to say that this has been going on for several hours in a row?

"I do not want."

Vlame was weak and listless, but he righteously rejected the proposal from the most powerful demon.

She slightly raised her hands, which were soaking in the hot spring, and placed them on either side of Agusid's arms, which were wrapped around her waist.
As Agushid held her tighter, her body went even softer.

"I'm so tired right now, I don't want to do anything."

"Agushid, don't move yet, let me rest for a bit—"

"I'll just close my eyes and rest for a little while..."

Even when she tried to act cute, Vlamé couldn't muster much strength.

She simply tried her best to slowly bring her face closer to Agusid's.
It wasn't just that it was seamlessly pressed against the body of the most powerful demon.
Even its head rested quietly on Agushid's shoulder.

This is why Agushid could hear Vlame's whispers even without special means.

He knew, of course, that Vlamé was not lying.

At least what she's saying now is what she truly believes she would do...

but--

As a husband who knows his wife inside and out, including her personality and habits,

Agushid knew very well that things would not unfold as Vlamed had predicted.

To be more precise...

According to Agushid, what she called a "little while" would probably be the whole night.

That is to say-

If Vlamé were to fall asleep at this moment...

So it's highly likely that the two of them will stay there from now until tomorrow morning.

Agushid, of course, didn't care about soaking in a hot spring all night.

Through the steam-filled, slightly damp hair,
The most powerful demon gazed calmly and gently at the face with its eyes gently closed.

Vlame is now lying in Agushid's arms.

His gaze could still quietly see her sleeping face as it always was—for the most powerful demon, nothing could be more satisfying than this.

Or rather, if time could continue like this indefinitely, then Agushid would have no objections.

but……

Vlamé would have objections.

"Hmm...Agusid, why didn't you stop me from going to bed so early last night?"

"Soaking in a hot spring all night is bad for your skin!"

"Hmm? You said it's okay, you don't care—"

"..."

Even if you say that, I won't be happy.

"Don't you know how important appearance maintenance is for girls my age?"

"You said it was because I didn't listen to you..."

"No way out—"

"Anyway, it's all Agushid's fault."

"Why are you looking at your stupid wife like that, Agusid..."

"What? You're saying I'm being unreasonable?"

"..."

"Agushid, you'll lose me if you keep doing this."

"Hmm? Why are you sighing?"

"Agushid, don't you love me anymore?"

My thoughts abruptly ended there.

The thought of letting Vlame sleep like this, and the likely conversation and scene that would unfold tomorrow morning...

Agushid raised his hand again and poked his wife's cheek, once again preventing her from falling asleep.

"Agushid, I told you I'd only sleep for a little while, don't you believe me?"

Vlame turned her body slightly as if she were being difficult.

If she hadn't never left Agushid's arms for even a moment,
This would most likely allow her to express her dissatisfaction to the most powerful demon race.

“Volamei, although I really want to believe what you say, my experience tells me that you will definitely sleep until tomorrow morning.”

Agushid gently kissed his wife's cheek and patiently explained and comforted her.

"So, to avoid potential conflicts tomorrow, it's best not to sleep for now."

"You still don't believe me."

"There's nothing I can do, because I know you'll definitely sleep until tomorrow morning."

"Agushid, you're talking as if you know me better than I know myself."

"That's true, and I do know you better than you know yourself. Want to test me?"

Agushid knew himself better than he knew himself.

This is truly a statement that is difficult to refute even now.

The old Agushid would never have said such a thing.
The future Agushid represents this phrase from beginning to end.

really...

There's always a feeling that makes you both happy and a little sad.

It's all Agushid's fault.

Vlamé's weary thoughts cleared slightly at this point.
But she still didn't open her eyes, and quietly continued to lean against Agushid's chest.

"I'm not going to test you—"

Vlame murmured softly.

"I won't fall for that kind of trap that tries to shift the topic and get me into a mental state..."

Do you need me to praise your intelligence?

Agushid slowly lowered his head, his red hair, wet from the hot spring, clinging to his chin.

(End of this chapter)