My Wives are Beautiful Demons

Vergil watched the scene unfolding in front of him, barely hiding a grin. Who was he trying to fool? He was having way too much fun with this.

In front of him were two women—Katharina and Ada.

They were easily in his top five most beautiful women he'd ever met. And now, these same two celestial beauties were wearing dark-blue work overalls and white shirts, completely smeared with grease and oil.

The two of them were locked in a fierce battle against the open hood of the same classic sports car they had used to rescue Roxanne months ago.

Why?

While Vergil had been "training" with Katharina's mother, the world had kept turning, and they had been attacked multiple times by demons—so many times that one day, the car simply couldn't take it anymore. It was temporarily retired to the garage behind Katharina's house. After all, Ada had to move to a safer place, and the Agares mansion was currently the safest spot.

That once-impeccable car was now a wreck. Though it still looked good on the outside, its interior was a disaster.

Their best friend was now surrounded by scattered tools on the garage floor, and their two makeshift mechanics were fervently arguing while trying to figure out what was wrong.

After all, everything should have been working!

"Ada, you put the wrench in the wrong spot!" Katharina huffed, leaning over the engine and trying to reach something that seemed perpetually out of her grasp.

"I put it where it was supposed to go!" Ada shot back, running a greasy hand through her already messy bun, with loose strands now sticking to her sweaty forehead. "You're the one messing around where you shouldn't!"

"Me? Do you even know what you're doing? I told you to check the carburetor first, but no, you insisted it was the alternator!" Katharina pointed accusingly at her, growing more frustrated.

"Because it was the alternator!" Ada retorted, slamming her hand on the hood, causing the tools to rattle. "The car was failing to start!"

"It was failing to start because the carburetor is clogged with dirt, you hardhead! Did you forget what happened last time?" Katharina threw a wrench to the side in frustration and glanced at Vergil, who was leaning against the garage wall, arms crossed, silently laughing at the scene.

Caught in the act, Vergil tried to mask his grin but couldn't help letting out a chuckle. The two women turned to him simultaneously, their eyes narrowing.

"What are you laughing at, Vergil?" Ada asked, raising an eyebrow. "If you think it's so funny, why don't you come over here and fix it yourself? It's your fault this mess even happened! You were supposed to protect me!" She vented her frustration, not holding back her words.

"Me? Oh no, I'm just enjoying the show, carry on," Vergil replied with a mischievous smile. "Besides, you two are doing so well together it'd be a crime to interrupt this symphony of... discord."

Katharina rolled her eyes and bent down to grab another tool. "Vergil, I love you, but if you keep teasing us like that, I swear I'm going to kill you myself!" she growled, her emerald eyes gleaming. "You're just sitting there like a spectator while we try to fix this car. This isn't for just anyone, you know? Fixing an engine is serious business."

"Oh, of course. Deadly serious," he responded, nodding along, still laughing. "You two have everything under control. I mean, the engine hasn't caught fire yet, so you're already way ahead of where I thought you'd be."

Ada sighed and crossed her arms, leaving a trail of grease on the shoulder of her overall. "Look, if you have some brilliant idea, now's the time to speak up. Because at Katharina's pace, we'll be here until the next century."

"If we were going at my pace, the car would have been working an hour ago, Ada," Katharina shot back with a sharp look. "But since you keep changing your mind every five seconds, here we are."

Vergil shook his head, amused, as the two went back to arguing over which engine part was responsible for the failure.

He knew this dynamic well: Katharina, always impatient, brimming with confidence, and Ada, meticulous, trying to do everything the right way but unable to resist Katharina's constant provocations.

Vergil finally stepped closer to the car, leaning over the hood to take a look. Both women fell silent for a moment, waiting for him to say something.

"Well…" Vergil began, rubbing his chin as if he were seriously considering something important. "Have you checked the battery?"

The two women exchanged glances, surprised and a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, of course," Ada quickly said, trying to save face. "But we thought the issue was somewhere else."

"Ah, sure, sure," Vergil agreed, clearly amused. He crouched down beside the car, opened the battery compartment, and with a quick glance, found the issue. "Loose cable. That's all."

Ada and Katharina froze, staring at him in shock.

"Wait… what?" Katharina asked, incredulous.

"Yep. One of the cables was a bit loose. The car wasn't getting enough power to start." Vergil tightened the cable and stood up, clapping his hands as if he had just performed the most complicated repair in the history of mechanics. "There. Try it now."

Ada frowned, still skeptical, but she got into the car and turned the key. The engine roared to life instantly, running perfectly. Katharina's jaw dropped, while Ada just leaned her forehead against the steering wheel, sighing.

"You mean to tell me… we spent the last three hours arguing… over a loose cable?" Ada asked, her voice muffled against the wheel.

"Pretty much, yeah." Vergil replied with an innocent smile. "But hey, on the bright side, you both look amazing in those jumpsuits covered in grease. You should consider starting a repair shop. 'The Hottest Mechanics in Town.'"

Katharina crossed her arms, pretending to be annoyed, but couldn't help laughing. "How long could you have helped us and instead just stood there enjoying the show?"

"Oh, but why spoil the fun? I love watching my wives play." He answered with a wink. "Besides, I only stepped in when you two were on the verge of killing each other. Seemed like the perfect timing."

Ada got out of the car, wiping the grease from her hands with a dirty rag. "Alright, alright. Let's pretend you were the hero today. But next time, maybe we'll just take the car to an actual mechanic."

"Oh, come on, Ada, don't be like that." Vergil patted her shoulder, laughing. "It was fun! I mean, except for the part where Katharina almost threw a wrench at your head. But other than that, we all learned something."

"Yeah, we learned not to let you watch us work," Ada shot back, rolling her eyes. "Seriously, how did you figure out the problem just by looking?"

Vergil shrugged. "Intuition, maybe? Or maybe I just got lucky."

Ada eyed him suspiciously. "Luck, huh? Feels more like you were laughing at our misery the whole time, waiting for the perfect moment to humiliate us."

"I would never do that!" Vergil replied with a look of mock offense. "I was merely admiring the technical skill you both displayed. I'm a man who appreciates his wives, you know?"

"Sure, sure," Katharina said, leaning into the car for one last glance at the engine. "The important thing is the car's running again. Now, there's only one thing left to do."

Ada raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"Take a shower. And then go for a race to make up for all the wasted time!" Katharina suggested with a wide grin, wiping the dirt from her hands onto the legs of her jumpsuit.

Ada seemed to consider the idea for a moment before nodding. "Alright."

"Oh, so my lovely walking messes want a bath, of course, I'll take care of that." Vergil said, clapping his hands, and Viviane appeared by his side immediately.

"My dear maid, how about preparing a bath for my beautiful wives?" Vergil asked with a smirk, and Viviane grinned. "Sure, the usual or the Extra Plus?" she asked.

"Extra Plus," Vergil said with a chuckle, while the two women looked at him, confused.

"Alright, two Extra Plus baths coming right up," Viviane said cheerfully as two bubbles of water appeared in the air, engulfing both women while their clothes were stripped away without any hesitation.

"Kyaaaa—KYAAA!" They screamed, struggling to escape the bubbles as if being consumed by a certain blue slime, ruler of a forest.

"KYA! Vergil, what are you doing?!" Katharina shrieked, flailing inside the bubble while desperately trying to cover herself, her face already burning red. "I never agreed to this!"

Ada, on the other hand, was speechless, still trying to process what was happening. "Is this... is this an attack?! Viviane, get us out of here NOW!"

Viviane, however, seemed completely unaware of the chaos she had unleashed, smiling complacently while adjusting the final details of what she clearly considered a "bath of excellence." "Relax, ladies. This is the Extra Plus, the most exclusive and special treatment there is! Not only does it clean thoroughly, but it also revitalizes your skin and rejuvenates every cell.

You'll come out of this as good as new!"

"GOOD AS NEW?!" Ada and Katharina yelled in unison, utterly disbelieving.

"Well, you both need to be prepared, you know?" Vergil chuckled as he turned away. "I just felt that idiot maid at the mansion's door. You need to be presentable, don't you?"

"Make sure they're impeccable, Viviane. They need to learn how to get along with each other," he said, flashing a truly menacing smile.

"Vergil!!!" the two shouted in unison, but he ignored them.