My Wives are Beautiful Demons

The imminent growth of Vergil's power was already calculated, and while he looked forward to some quality time with his wives, he walked through the vibrant, chaotic streets, flanked by two women with slightly altered appearances. He wasn't exactly a well-known demon; in fact, he was just another average idiot living in the underworld. But Katharina and Roxanne… they were like famous celebrities. Well, they

were

the daughters of Demon Queens, after all.

Anyone with the slightest sense and social awareness knew who Katharina Agares and Roxanne Sitri were; in fact,

not

knowing could almost be considered blasphemy! So, to be able to pass through the crowd unnoticed, they now looked like two ordinary women, with ordinary eyes and hair.

Katharina now appeared as a less regal version of herself, wearing common clothes with brown hair and eyes, while Roxanne sported black eyes and hair, along with heavy makeup to downplay her demonic features. Could they turn completely red like common demons? Sure, but then they wouldn't be able to move around the Noble side of the city freely. So, they kept a somewhat noble appearance to avoid trouble while still blending in.

"I still can't believe you left us twice to go train, Darling," Roxanne said, clinging tightly to his arm. "Besides… that girl…" she muttered, not finishing the sentence.

"You mean

another

one," Katharina chimed in, tightening her grip on his other arm. "Seriously… every time you disappear, you come back with another woman…" She murmured irritably, pouting. "You were supposed to be

just mine

, geez!"

"Oh, it wasn't that bad," Vergil said, smiling. "At least I saved her." Vergil sounded proud; there was something he felt about the girl he called Alice, and he was pleased to have helped her that way.

"Speaking of her… you still haven't told us the full story. We… saw the scars…" Roxanne murmured.

Vergil hesitated for a moment, remembering the girl he had found in a dark alleyway, surrounded by brutal demons. The scars on her body, marks of a difficult past, surfaced in his mind. "I found her being attacked by some demons. They were beating her up, and it seemed like she had nowhere to go, so… I rescued her." Vergil said with a faint smile, though he didn't mention everything.

'I'll stay cautious… especially with that voice that urged me to help her,' he thought.

"Thank you for taking care of her; she was very frightened and exhausted," Vergil said, smiling as he continued walking with his wives.

"It was almost like she was washing away not just dirt but also a weight on her soul. She collapsed on the bed the moment she finished. Poor thing, she was really at her limit," Roxanne said in a calm tone.

Vergil frowned, thinking about the scars that adorned Alice's skin. "She must have been through a lot. I don't know how anyone could endure all that and still keep fighting. It's admirable… and sad."

"She seemed very relieved after her bath," Roxanne commented. "It was like the water somehow purified her. I've never seen anyone that exhausted. The moment her head hit the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep."

"I just hope that peace lasts," Katharina said, her tone a bit somber. "Scars aren't always just physical. The mind and soul carry their own marks."

Vergil nodded. "Yes, and that's something she'll have to face. But, for now, she just needs some time away from the chaos—a space where she can rebuild."

"Maybe you should go see her again when we get back," Roxanne suggested, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Who knows what else you might discover about her?"

"I'm not sure," Vergil replied, hesitating. "Sometimes, I wonder if I'm just getting too involved. She's… vulnerable. And I'm… well, what I am."

"What… what did you do for her?" Katharina asked, curious. Without realizing it, Vergil had balanced her existence against the negative energy, allowing it to harmonize so it wouldn't destroy her.

"I don't know, I just did

fufufu

," he laughed, teasing them.

"She should be grateful for meeting

my

husband!" Katharina said, squeezing his arm.

'If she dares to raise those scared little cat claws at my husband… I'll turn her into a barbecue,' Katharina thought, letting a hint of her killer intent slip.

"You're overthinking it, my lovely wife," Vergil said, pulling her closer. "She won't try anything with me." He smiled.

"She better not."

The three continued forward, crossing a stone bridge that led them to a busier part of the city. Neon lights reflected in the dark waters of the river below, while laughter and cheerful shouts echoed around. Abaddon was a city brimming with both life and death, an antithesis of all that existed.

They made their way to a small, cozy café on a quieter corner. The walls were adorned with illustrations and art capturing Abaddon's vibrant essence, and the air was filled with the aroma of fresh coffee and spices, creating a welcoming atmosphere.

As they entered, Vergil couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. The noise of the outside world was replaced by soft music filling the space, and the patrons seemed carefree and happy. Katharina and Roxanne settled at a table near the window, and Vergil sat across from them, watching the world go by outside.

"Are you feeling alright?" Katharina asked, noticing the contemplative look on his face.

"Yes, just thinking about Ada," he replied, gazing out at the street. "Maybe things will move faster than I thought. Only a few days left," he said.

"Yeah, smash that bastard's face in!" Roxanne encouraged. "But don't go trying to kill yourself, okay? I still have a lot of desserts left to try."

He smiled slightly, but concern still lingered. "Sometimes I wonder where you got this obsession with sweets from. I'm beginning to think you love them more than your husband, you know? It makes me sad." Vergil pouted, and Roxanne quickly turned away.

"I-I never said that…" she muttered.

'So… in such a short time, I've already replaced the sweets she loved so much… That's good…' Vergil murmured, looking at her distracted face, his eyes like black holes ready to pull her in at any moment.

"Do you have to look at her like that, you cruel husband!" Katharina said nervously. "Stop looking at her like that! I deserve your attention! She doesn't even care!"

Vergil laughed, feeling a bit lighter. "You and she are both mine; what would change?"

Their conversation continued while they waited for their order. After a few minutes, the waiter brought their drinks.

Once they left the demon café, they were heading somewhere… a bit unusual. Vergil didn't let them see exactly where, taking them through alternative routes towards the back of Sapphire's mansion.

"So… where are we going exactly?" Roxanne questioned, walking while Vergil led them with purpose; they had been walking for quite a while.

"If I tell you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it? After all this time appearing and disappearing, I wanted to show you the results of my training," Vergil said with a smile. "I was very determined to gain the power to protect you two, you know?" He chuckled a bit.

Katharina watched Vergil, her face a mixture of surprise and a hint of concern. "Vergil… you're not serious, are you?" she asked, realizing where they were.

He grinned, a confident glint in his eyes. "You'll see soon enough."

Roxanne, who still hadn't pieced together what was going on, simply furrowed her brows, glancing between the two, trying to figure out what she was missing. "Alright, but could you two stop with the mysterious talk and just tell me where we're going? I'm starting to feel like the last one to know."

Vergil continued walking, leading them down a winding path behind the mansion. He seemed steady, and a little anxious, but determined. As they went on, the scenery became all too familiar to Katharina. Her eyes caught every detail, and a chill ran down her spine as she noticed that the mountain behind Sapphire's mansion… was no longer there.

"Vergil, what did you do…?" she whispered, incredulously.

Roxanne looked between Katharina and Vergil, eagerly awaiting an explanation. But Vergil, noticing the surprised look in Katharina's eyes, only smiled. He turned to both of them and sighed softly, as if this was a special moment for him too.

"As I said, it's proof of my training," he explained, looking at the empty space where an enormous mountain had once stood. "This is proof that I can now face anything that comes our way."

Katharina stared at the empty space in front of them, still trying to process what she was seeing. She knew Vergil had worked hard, but she hadn't imagined he was capable of such a grand yet devastating feat. "You really… took out an entire mountain, Vergil?"

'THAT MONSTROSITY! HOW MANY DAYS???!!! THAT LUNATIC!!! HE ERASED A MOUNTAIN, AND NO ONE NOTICED???!!! I DIDN'T EVEN HEAR ANY SOUNDS!!! FROM THE SHAPE OF THE GROUND, HE DID THIS AT LEAST 24 HOURS AGO!!! THAT CRAZY WOMAN!! WHAT DID SHE DO TO MY HUSBAND?!'