My Wives are Beautiful Demons

Vergil blinked, struggling to process what he had just heard. "Wait, your mother? What do you mean, your mother did that? She summoned a... meteor?!"

'Damn! This is way more than I was expecting!' Vergil shouted internally.

Katharina ran a hand through her hair, clearly irritated but not exactly surprised. "My mother has a knack for this sort of thing. She's too temperamental..."

Vergil shook his head, still trying to wrap his mind around the idea that Katharina's mother was capable of causing something as catastrophic as a meteor strike on the Vatican.

"Why would she do that? What does she gain from it?"

Katharina huffed, crossing her arms. "My mother doesn't need a simple reason. She might have done it to send a message. Or maybe just because she wanted to. But what concerns me is that... she's probably coming here."

Novah nodded, remaining calm despite the tension rising between Katharina and Vergil. "Even though your mother is quite egocentric, she doesn't make moves without purpose. Or she might just want to have some fun."

"That's contradictory!" Vergil said, looking at Novah, who shrugged. "She's like that, what can I do? That woman should see a psychologist, psychiatrist, or whatever, she's crazy."

Vergil rubbed his face, frustrated.

He had barely adjusted to the fact that he was a demon, and now he was dealing with a catastrophe of such magnitude involving his wife's mother? Things were escalating too quickly!

"Okay, so what's the next step?" he asked, trying to focus on something practical. "How are we going to deal with this? We can't just ignore a meteor destroying the Vatican."

"Hm? That's exactly what we're going to do, screw it," Katharina said irrationally. She really didn't care; it wasn't the first time her mother had gone to the Vatican, and now she was just more pissed than usual... at least Katharina hoped that was all it was.

'I hope it's not because I'm involved with Vergil... She's quite protective,' Katharina murmured, hiding her thoughts from Vergil.

"Well, screw it then," Vergil said, agreeing with her. "If there's no reason to worry, I won't." Vergil shrugged.

"By the way, where are the girls? I understand they went to the Lower Realm, but what exactly did they go there for?" Vergil asked curiously.

"Ada went to deal with a pending issue with someone she didn't want to talk about, and Roxanne went to see her mother... Well, they must have gone to make amends with some sweets," Katharina replied in a neutral tone while continuing to sip her coffee.

"Oh, right, that makes sense," Vergil nodded, trying to process the new information.

Katharina continued with a serene expression. "Ada always has an enigmatic way of handling things. She never likes to share all the details, especially when the issue involves something personal. Whoever this person is, they probably have a complicated history with her." She shrugged. "But I'm not worried. Ada knows what she's doing."

Vergil frowned. "Yes, but it's a bit strange that she didn't say anything, don't you think? I mean, you're pretty close, but... she just left without giving any explanations."

Katharina sighed. "That's just how she is. Ada has always been like that. She prefers to handle everything on her own, and most of the time, she manages. If it's something serious, she'll come to us. Until then, we have to trust that she knows what she's doing."

'Stop focusing on them!' Katharina shouted internally as she stared with a darkened gaze, almost consuming Vergil.

Vergil didn't feel entirely comfortable with the response, but he decided not to press further. He was still learning to navigate this new world, and it seemed that trusting his companions' abilities was part of the package.

'I miss them...' he thought, before turning back to inquire about his wives.

"And what about Roxanne?" he asked, leaning forward. "You mentioned she went to see her mother? I didn't think they had a very... normal relationship. I mean, they argue over sweets."

Katharina chuckled softly, though there was a hint of melancholy in her voice. "Roxanne and her mother have a... unique dynamic, to say the least. They argue, bicker, and then reconcile in the strangest way possible."

Vergil raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean?"

Katharina gave a half-smile, crossing her arms as she explained. "They argue, and then they meet up and make up by eating sweets. Literally. It's their way of sorting things out. Usually, Roxanne comes back with a bag full of chocolates or some kind of exotic dessert after one of those visits. It's bizarre, but...

it works for them."

Vergil shook his head, chuckling quietly. "Alright, definitely not the kind of reconciliation I was expecting. But if it works for them... who am I to judge?"

"Exactly," Katharina said with a smile. "Roxanne will be back later, probably with a box of artisanal sweets and a smile on her face. So, if I were you, I'd prepare for a sugar overload." She added, "But before that, we still have some time... What do you want to do? I think it's best to get ready to meet my mother." Katharina said, trying to draw the attention back to herself.

She didn't want to keep talking about other women!

Vergil laughed more openly this time.

"Alright...," Vergil murmured, "what do you suggest?" he asked, and Katharina smiled. "Well, since you have an interest in the strongest... we need to put on at least a visual show for my mother... how about we start with that..." she murmured with a mischievous smile.

"That?" Vergil asked curiously, but keeping a smile on his face. "Yes... something that will be fun..." Katharina grinned.

...

"When it comes to close combat, you're already pretty good. I mean, you've got a solid repertoire. After all, my mother-in-law was really good at encouraging sports; knowing boxing is already a good start," Katharina said, at that moment dressed as a teacher in a tight leather skirt and glasses with no lenses, just for show. She looked like she was in cosplay, and, well...

Her sculpted body really suited the outfit, the low-cut top revealing a bit of her black bra, which seemed ready to burst at any moment.

She was sitting at a desk, crossing her legs provocatively, the tights and high heels were definitely tempting Vergil...

'Damn woman! Control yourself! Control yourself! It's just a training session!' Vergil was almost panting and sweating, watching the scene. How could a woman be so charming?!

"Come on, I need you to focus, dear student," she said with a soft, tempting voice, her high-heeled feet drawing his attention as they lightly touched the ground. "How do you expect to improve your skills if you can't pay attention to what I'm saying?"

'This is impossible, demon! How am I supposed to focus like this!!!'

Katharina stood up, the leather skirt making a slight sound as she moved, and began to approach Vergil. Her high heels clicked on the ground with a confidence that seemed to say she knew exactly the effect she had on him.

"Come on, you need to control your Demonic Power…" Katharina said, positioning herself in a way that Vergil couldn't help but look. She moved closer, the scent of her light and seductive perfume mixing with the sweat of his training.

Vergil took a deep breath, trying to control his breathing and ignore the distractions. "I'm focused," he replied, his voice a bit hoarse.

"You need some knowledge about Demonic Energy to fight properly," she remarked.

"But before that, I want to know something." Katharina broke character and looked at him intently, making him shiver for a moment.

"What do you really want by learning this?" she asked. The answer was obvious, "I want to get stronger."

"Why?" Katharina questioned. "I need reasons? I just want to be the strongest. And I don't want to go through that again," he said, his eyes burning with a deep flame that Katharina easily saw...

'Leon... this guy... turned into a man determined to be strong... how amusing...' Katharina could only laugh. "Unfortunately, I'm not the most suitable for this," she said with a gentle smile, "but I'll do my best."

"I don't care if you're not suitable, by the way, who said you're not suitable? You're my wife. Of course, you're suitable." Vergil's possessive look made Katharina smile in a way that blended affection and satisfaction. He saw her as essential to his growth, not just as a wife but as a partner in battle and life.

"Hehehe, you have good eyes..." Katharina murmured, her smile becoming more teasing again, but there was tenderness there, an admiration for Vergil's fierce spirit. "So I'll teach you many things..." she added, with a tone that could easily be interpreted in an ambiguous way.

Vergil noticed the double entendre, but instead of getting distracted, he absorbed the moment, knowing that while Katharina was provocative, she was also serious about helping him achieve his goal. They shared a unique connection—a balance between emotional, physical, and the relentless pursuit of power.

As Katharina approached again, she gently touched Vergil's face. "If it's strength you want, then I'll be the flame that will ignite you."

Vergil felt his body burn with flames just hearing those words... 'Finally... we're going to understand a bit more about this body...' he thought before smiling at the woman.

"When do we start?" he asked.

"Now," she replied.

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<Author's Note>

Hey, remember to use your Golden Tickets and Power Stones to help the work reach new heights!