Being a beast was actually pretty nice too.
That was what Fang Zheng thought now.
After all, if he appeared in human form, could he bathe and sleep with girls he had only known for a little over a day?
Of course not.
Although turning into a beast meant he could no longer do human things, Fang Zheng was not short of women, nor did he want to hit on every girl he saw. He was not like that old pervert Zeus, who wanted to get laid first no matter what he turned into. Looking, rubbing up against them, licking them, and taking a little advantage was enough. He had no intention of getting serious.
What? You called that molestation?
What a joke. Could what the God of Magical Girls did to Magical Girls be called molestation? That was divine favor, understand!?
He was not like Mistral or Zeus.
Besides, molestation laws only applied to humans. He was just a pure, pitiful, innocent little white wolf now.
What did anything Little White did have to do with Fang Zheng?
The rest of the journey went much the same way. Fang Zheng trained their combat skills while teaching them magic—because Cephiro was a world of willpower, as long as one possessed strong enough willpower and gave it form and direction, one could wield magic of one's own.
To put it bluntly, even if some shut-in geek got transported to Cephiro and pointed at his cat while shouting, "Transform for me," it might actually turn into a cat-eared girl.
Of course, whether the cat-eared girl would run off with another man afterward was another matter.
According to the original plot, the three girls encountered danger after danger and awakened their powers along the way. But Fang Zheng had no intention of doing