Consequences

5:00 am

In the middle of the undergrowth, among many fallen and destroyed trees, was a person. Around him, black goo was spread, as well as over that person's body. As it had been a while, this goo had already turned into a hard shell.

Arthur, the person who was lying down, slowly woke up from his beauty sleep. It had already become a forced habit to wake up this early in the morning.

The first thing that caught my attention when I woke up was the sparkle in Arthur's eyes. The green eyes were deeper and more vibrant, while the blue and brown color was added near the pupil and at the edges of the iris, respectively. They were equally vibrant and eccentric colors, drawing the attention of anyone who saw them.

The second thing that caught your eye, would definitely be Arthur's body. What before could be described with surprising muscular definition, was now a Greek sculpture sculpted by the greatest of the Gods. His arms and torso were large and defined, but still within his body limits. His previous 8-pack had now become a beautiful 10-pack. His legs were even more defined, and you could almost feel the power they could cause. His entire body had incredible muscle harmony.

The third point to emphasize, would definitely be Arthur's appearance. Even though his face had not changed much, although he could already be considered much above normal, his skin had become firm and smooth, having become a little lighter. Arthur could be considered almost of an indigenous color, due to the many works he did on the hot sun to be able to survive, so what happened was just a removal of the excess melanin.

His hair was naturally shiny, even over all the dirt from sleeping on the dirt floor. Its scent, which before could be considered a light perfume, could now be felt and approved. It was sweet and stung the nose with a lovely smell. And all of this could be affirmed even over all the black dirt and bark that covered his body. When it came time for a bath, it was definitely going to be much better.

Still lying on the floor, Arthur again made an inspection of his body so that he could find any problem, but found nothing.

Trying to remember what happened yesterday, his last memory was that he had cracked the roof of the building. But, looking at it now, it didn't seem as critical as the hole.

The fact that this happened was simply because Arthur was already used to using his full strength in times of risk, unlike before, who always kept his strength at a minimum so that he could avoid any broken bones. When Arthur suddenly gained strength, he continued to use his strength minimally unconsciously.

'I really wanted to see everything I won, but I'm just too rotten right now. I have to find a place to bathe. ' The thought was very simple, but the only question was ... Where?

Trying to remember the closest spot he had, Arthur completely gave up the idea of ​​looking for a place when he realized it was still a Sunday morning, so there was no one on the street.

Leaving only the black ooze behind, Arthur walked towards the hotel, managing to remember the direction only based on the direction he flew last night. With its super high intelligence points, it was a very common task to do.

While returning, Arthur used the route to get used to the new strength, which was more than he won in a long time.

***

After arriving at the hotel, Arthur talked to the guard, along with the manager, who was waiting for him.

"Good morning, Mr. Arthur!" The manager greeted him kindly.

"Good morning. If you came to talk about the terrace, don't worry" Arthur spoke in a neutral voice, without any special intonation. He was in agony to take a shower and get rid of those things stuck to his skin. But, before he could finish, the manager spoke ahead of him.

"Don't worry about it. Someone came here to talk to me the night before and already fixed it!" As soon as he finished speaking, the manager started walking in an odd way to his office.

The guard also remained silent during all this, so Arthur shrugged and went to his room. He already had in mind who could be responsible for this.

***

When he got to the room, the first thing he saw was that there was a note from Thomas on the bathroom door: "Don't leave without telling me again."

Despite being a short message, Arthur understood. Thomas has a major trauma of abandonment, so anything that feels like one to him, panic begins to settle in his heart. Thomas decided to trust Arthur, so Arthur couldn't do things that hurt him.

After deciding what his day would be like, Arthur then went to the bathroom and took the long-awaited shower. It was a beautiful sacrifice to get those dirt shells out, but after scrubbing many times, Arthur finally got completely clean. His hair was even smoother and shinier, as was his skin. His teeth were so white they almost glowed in the dark, his breath smelled pleasant and his saliva tasted more like honey.

The image of the perfect man? Certainly not, but definitely one of the most beautiful on Earth.

After putting on some casual clothes and slippers, Arthur went to bed and waited for Thomas to wake up so they could go out and do some shopping. The decision to move first and buy some things later was just because Arthur did not want to use his Inventory openly and cause suspicion. But, he needed to do something for Thomas, as an excuse.

Computer stores around town are sure to make some money today.