My Wives are Beautiful Demons - Chapter 169

Chapter 169: We are identical! But I am more controlled.
After the great upheaval, chaos finally gave way to a rare moment of calm. However, the living room of Vergil’s old house was now so packed it seemed ready to burst. At least five women were there, but the most animated and curious were undoubtedly his three wives: Katharina, Ada, and Roxanne.

The three of them sat close to Vergil, surrounding him like detectives interrogating a suspect, while he slouched on the couch with a tired and slightly annoyed look. And, of course, his mother was sleeping peacefully on his lap, as if she owned the place.

She was…

“So, explain to me again how exactly your mother is a primordial demon?” Katharina asked, her almost childlike curiosity contrasting with the grim subject.

“We know you had no idea… but you don’t seem too fazed by it, huh?” Ada added, biting into a cookie while staring intently at him, her eyes sparkling with interest.

“And more importantly,” Roxanne began, crossing her arms with a serious expression, “why does your mom have the same vibe as a sexy villain and still manages to be cuter than half the world? Is that normal? Should I be worried about our kids?”

Vergil ran a hand over his face, sighing deeply. “You guys really manage to ask dumber questions than usual, huh?”

“Hey!” Ada shot back. “There’s no such thing as a dumb question, only bad answers!”

“Great, then my answers are going to be terrible,” Vergil said with an ironic smile. “First: I don’t care, at least she can defend herself. My mom hid this better than any spy. Second: Who knows and who cares? I’ll just accept it before I get my ass kicked. And third: I have no idea if it’s genetic, but if it is, I’ll pray for all of us. I don’t want daughters like my mom.”

The three exchanged glances before bursting into laughter, only adding to Vergil’s irritation. He opened his mouth to retort but was interrupted by a loud noise coming from the kitchen.

“WHAT?!” Sapphire yelled, suddenly appearing in the doorway, her eyes blazing. “How come there’s WINE, and nobody told me?!”

Felicia, lying on Vergil’s lap as if she were the most serene person in the world, smiled sweetly as she opened her eyes. “Oh, Sapphire, shut up. It’s been there all along. You were too busy kidnapping me, you know? You could’ve just talked. Lucky for me, I didn’t have my memories until the seal was broken.”

The silence that followed was so dense it could almost be cut with a knife.

“You… old… hag…” Sapphire growled, her aura threatening to explode again.

“Old?” Felicia raised an eyebrow, standing up from Vergil’s lap with an expression that mixed disdain and provocation. “Sweetheart, I’m living proof that age only makes things better with time.” With a sharp smile, she cupped her own breasts, barely contained in the tight tank top she wore. “Firmer, perkier. Want to compare?”

Katharina, Ada, and Roxanne, who had been munching on cookies until then, froze mid-bite, their eyes darting back and forth between Felicia and Sapphire as if witnessing an epic battle about to unfold.

“Please, DO NOT start another fight,” Vergil intervened, raising his hands in a tired gesture. “My left lung is still recovering from the last explosion.”

“You’re going to fix a lot more than that if this… this egocentric cow keeps provoking me!” Sapphire shot back, pointing at Felicia, her aura beginning to pulse faintly.

Felicia blinked innocently, placing a hand on her chest. “Provoking? Sweetheart, I was just being honest. And, let’s be frank…” She spun around theatrically, flaunting her curves. “It’s not my fault if you can’t handle the competition.”

Vergil let out a sigh so heavy it made the entire room fall silent for a moment. He ran a hand down his face and muttered, “I should’ve kept quiet… should’ve never snooped through her stuff. Because now, every scene gets weirder in my head.” He paused, looking at Felicia, who was still holding her own breasts with a provocative smile. “Especially after finding those extremely sexy lingerie sets tucked away in the back of your closet. Was that really necessary, Mom?”

The room fell into an awkward silence, broken only by Sapphire’s wide-eyed exclamation: “LINGERIE?! EXTREMELY SEXY?!”

Felicia didn’t flinch. She simply shrugged with a mischievous grin. “Oh, darling, just because I’m your mother doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate beauty… and the comfort of fine silk. Perhaps one day, you’ll understand.”

Ada leaned toward Katharina, whispering, “This is disturbing and fascinating at the same time.”

Katharina nodded. “I kind of want to see those lingerie sets now.”

Roxanne slapped her forehead, trying to keep her composure. “You’re all impossible.”

“You do realize this is just fueling my imagination, picturing you wearing them, right?” Vergil questioned, looking at Felicia with a mix of exasperation and disbelief.

Felicia shrugged again, her smile unyielding. “So what? Who cares? I’m a demon, darling. Depravity is in our nature.”

Vergil blinked, trying to process what he’d just heard. “So you’re telling me that—”

“That I’m completely yours, my dear son?” Felicia interrupted without a shred of shame, her tone casual as if she were discussing the weather. “I don’t see the problem. You’re literally the reason I exist now. It was hard enough to let you be born.” She shrugged again, as if she hadn’t just dropped a bombshell.

Vergil felt his mind stall, but before he could form a coherent response, Felicia flashed a wicked grin. “Besides, if it helps, you don’t even need to imagine. If you want, I can strip right here for you.”

“NO!” Vergil immediately shouted, raising his hands as if to block both the vision and the idea itself. His expression was a perfect mix of horror and desperation. “For the love of anything still remotely sane, don’t do that!”

Felicia laughed, clearly pleased with his reaction. “You’re so adorable when you’re flustered, darling. Truly charming.”

Katharina, Ada, and Roxanne were practically rolling on the couch with laughter. Ada, between fits of giggles, wiped a tear from her eye. “Another crazy one for the collection… Pfft, how does he even survive this?”

“This is completely out of bounds…” Roxanne muttered, though her gaze was fixed on Felicia, now a mix of fascination and a hint of disbelief.

Felicia, noticing the stares, smiled as if she’d just won some kind of competition. “Limits are for the weak,” she declared, crossing her arms and lifting her chin, clearly proud of her “wisdom.”

She then gestured casually toward Sapphire. “And honestly, you think I’m crazy? Who do you think my best friend is?”

All eyes turned to Sapphire, who was trying her best to appear indifferent, though the tension in her expression betrayed how much she was holding back from diving into the chaos again.

“She and I are practically identical,” Felicia continued, pointing at Sapphire with a triumphant air. “Physique, flawless looks, and, of course, personalities as vibrant as hellfire.” She paused to adjust her neckline with all the intention in the world. “The only difference? I’m more balanced. She, on the other hand, is completely obsessed with battles. All she thinks about is fighting, fighting, and more fighting.”

“Obsessed with battles?” Sapphire finally shot back, her voice laced with offended pride. “I just enjoy testing limits—something you clearly forgot while you were busy playing demon housewife!”

“Oh, of course. Testing limits…” Felicia let out a sarcastic chuckle. “And blowing up half of Los Angeles in the process is just a ‘test,’ right?”

“Better that than talking nonsense about lingerie with your own son!” Sapphire retorted, crossing her arms.

“Okay, okay, enough!” Vergil exclaimed, rubbing his temples. “Can you both please at least pretend you know what self-control is? For my sake?”

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Author’s Note: Before you ask “Ah, but why was the scene with Alucard and Azazel, and the other forces that were there, so fast?” Well, honestly I wasn’t even going to put it, but I ended up putting it on impulse, later I’ll develop this part better. However… for now, just act like Vergil… He doesn’t care about these big guys.