My Wives are Beautiful Demons

As Katharina muttered under her breath, clearly irritated, Rosseline sighed and shifted her gaze to Alexa, who wore a crooked smile on her face, as though enjoying watching the discomfort of the other.

"I thought you’d go straight after him," Rosseline commented casually while sizing up Alexa with experienced eyes.

"I would have liked to," Alexa replied in a tone of false resignation. "But it seems he’s... occupied. He’s started looking for some Deep Web friends with connections to the Demon World. He seems to want to find this Demon King, even though he doesn’t know he already met a Demon King."

Rosseline raised an eyebrow, intrigued but not surprised. "I don’t think that’s an immediate problem. It’ll take him a long time to piece things together."

"Yes, which will give me time to stop him from doing something stupid," Alexa said, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall. Her eyes, however, briefly darted toward Katharina, almost as if she wanted to provoke her even more.

Rosseline nodded, but before she could continue, her gaze returned to Katharina, who was visibly boiling with irritation. The tension was palpable, and Rosseline, as always, couldn’t resist exploring the drama.

"Now, back to our matter..." Rosseline began, but paused to observe Katharina with a curious smile. "What’s going on?"

Katharina turned, her look sharp, almost growling. "Nothing. She was just too close to someone I know."

Alexa furrowed her brow, confused but still maintaining her confident posture. "Huh? Someone you know? Who?"

Katharina clenched her fists, clearly trying to keep her composure. "Doesn’t matter," she responded curtly, turning her face away.

"Oh, don’t do that," Alexa insisted, leaning forward slightly as if trying to fish out a response. "You’re so tense... I bet it’s something good."

"You’re just as irritating as I remembered," Katharina retorted, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

Rosseline laughed quietly, enjoying the show. "Do you two know each other? This is getting interesting..."

"Unfortunately, yes," Katharina replied, throwing a murderous glance at Alexa.

"Oh, don’t be so cold, even to women asking you to stay away from Vergil? Though it’s been a while since I’ve seen him..." Alexa teased, her smile widening. "I remember you had a special talent for dramatizing everything. Are you still in that phase, Katharina? Or have you gotten over it?"

"I’d get over it faster if you disappeared," Katharina shot back with sarcasm.

Rosseline sighed and rested her head on one hand, watching the two trade barbs like a duel of swords. "Well, looks like I’ll have to be the responsible adult here," she said, tapping lightly on the table to get their attention. Continue reading at empire

Alexa shrugged, while Katharina looked away, clearly unwilling to give in.

"Katharina, focus on the contract. Alexa, stop provoking her. We have bigger problems than personal rivalries," Rosseline declared in a firm voice.

Alexa smiled but couldn’t resist casting one last provocative glance at Katharina. "Sure, boss. I won’t play anymore... for now."

Katharina huffed but chose not to respond. Rosseline, on the other hand, was already picking up another envelope from the table, ready to finally focus on the task at hand.

As Katharina started her new venture...

[Palace of the Baal Clan]

The ornate doors of the palace opened with a soft creak, revealing the majestic interior illuminated by crystal chandeliers. Ada entered the grand hall, her footsteps echoing across the vast marble floor. Her eyes calmly surveyed the familiar surroundings, but her expression remained neutral, as always.

Soon, a hurried figure appeared in the hallway ahead. Ei, one of the most reliable servants of her family, seemed visibly flustered. Her usually calm and composed expression now displayed concern.

"Ei?" Ada called, narrowing her eyes as she noticed the unusual behavior. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"A-Ada-sama!" Ei replied, stumbling slightly in her voice as she hurried over to her. She quickly bowed, but her hands were restless, clutching her apron.

"Something happened?" Ada asked directly, crossing her arms. Her relaxed posture masked a growing curiosity.

Ei hesitated, her eyes briefly drifting away. "Well... It’s that... your mother..."

Ada raised an eyebrow, now truly intrigued. "My mother? What happened to her?"

The servant took a deep breath, trying to organize her thoughts. "She... is... in her room... crying..." Ei commented... she didn’t even seem like the calm woman she usually was, showing how worried she was about her mistress.

Ada stopped in the middle of the hallway, blinking several times as though she had heard something completely absurd. "C-Crying?? My mother? The woman who only thinks about swords and more swords?! Are you sure about that, Ei?"

Ei nodded seriously, which only made Ada more unsettled. "Yes, Ada-sama. I saw her... she was in her room, alone, with the lights off, and... I could hear sobs. I didn’t have the courage to enter, but I thought I should warn you."

Ada crossed her arms again, trying to process the information. "My mother... crying. This doesn’t make sense. Did she break one of her swords and get sentimental?"

Ei tried to hide a nervous smile at Ada’s attempt at humor. "I don’t know, but this is very... unusual. She’s never shown anything like this before."

Ada sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Alright, alright. I’ll handle it. I’ll find out what’s going on."

She began walking toward her mother’s room, muttering to herself: "Crying? The next thing they’ll tell me is that she’s writing poetry. What the hell is going on here?"

When she reached the door, she paused for a moment to listen. The muffled sound of sobs truly came from within. Ada hesitated, feeling a bit nervous. It wasn’t like she knew how to deal with something so... emotional.

Taking a deep breath, she lightly knocked on the door. "Mother? Is everything alright?"

The sound stopped abruptly. After a few seconds, a firm and determined voice replied, "I’m busy."

Ada rolled her eyes. "Mother, I know you’re in there. Ei told me. What’s going on? I’m not leaving until you open this door."

Silence. Then, finally, the door opened, revealing her mother, her eyes slightly reddened but still carrying the same serious expression as always.

"I’m fine," she said, trying to compose herself.

"No, you’re not," Ada retorted, entering the room without invitation. "Now, are you going to tell me what’s going on, or should I guess?"

Her mother sighed deeply, closing the door behind her. "It’s nothing. Just... a moment of weakness."

"Weakness?" Ada crossed her arms again. "You, the woman who would sell her own daughter for a sword? This, I have to hear."

Hesitating, her mother finally murmured, her voice barely audible, "He didn’t even look at me... Didn’t say anything... or do anything..."

Ada blinked, completely confused. "He who?"

Her mother remained silent, looking away. For a moment, Ada thought she wouldn’t get an answer, but then she noticed something strange: her mother’s face was... flushed?

"Mother?" Ada asked, leaning forward. "I didn’t hear that right. Who?"

"V-V-Vergil..." she finally stammered, her voice low, as if each syllable was a monumental effort.

Ada froze, blinking slowly as her mind tried to process what she had just heard. "Vergil...? My husband?!"

Her mother covered her face with her hands, clearly mortified, but still whispered, "H-he said I was his... But... but he hasn’t even looked at me since then... or... or done anything..."