The Incubus System Chapter 1444. You Ruined My Fun

The Incubus System Chapter 1444. You Ruined My Fun

Astra still looked unconvinced.

Actually no… worse than unconvinced.

She looked like she was mentally preparing a holy execution report titled “Reasons Why Damian Should Be Sealed Forever.”

And honestly?

Fair.

The evidence in front of her was catastrophic.

I turned toward the bed again and leaned down slightly, grabbing Ruby by the shoulder carefully.

“Ruby.”

She didn’t move.

“Ruby.”

A small mumble came out from under the blanket.

“Mnn…”

I sighed.

Then shook her a little harder.

“Ruby, wake up.”

That finally got a reaction.

She shifted lazily, pink hair spilling across the pillow while the blanket slipped lower in the process, way lower than necessary. Smooth skin. Bare shoulder. Bare thigh. Absolutely no sense of decency anywhere in sight.

My eyes instantly flicked sideways toward Astra.

Yeah.

She noticed.

Fantastic.

Ruby mumbled sleepily, voice soft and clingy.

“…Ethan…”

Then she opened her eyes.

And oh no.

Oh no.

That gleam.

That exact gleam.

The dangerous one.

The “I have sinful thoughts and zero shame about them” gleam.

Before I could retreat, she grabbed me.

Hard.

“Ethan~”

My balance disappeared instantly as she yanked me downward onto the bed with surprising strength for someone who looked half asleep five seconds ago.

Soft blankets exploded around me. Pillow hit my face. Ruby wrapped herself around my arm like a snake finding emotional support prey.

“Ruby,” I groaned into the mattress. “Not now.”

She smirked lazily, eyes half-lidded.

“Let me satisfy you.”

Astra made a sound behind me.

Not a word.

Just, a deeply judgmental inhale.

I immediately pushed upward, trying to salvage whatever remained of my dignity.

“Not now,” I repeated quickly. “I need you awake before she misunderstands us.”

Ruby blinked.

“She?”

Then her eyes moved.

Toward Astra.

Pause.

Long pause.

Then a frown.

“…An angel?”

Another pause.

“Puriel’s friend?”

I pointed at her immediately.

“Yes. Kinda. Close enough. Now move. I’m trying to prove I’m a good guy.”

Ruby looked at me.

Deadpan.

Actually deadpan.

“Good guy?” she repeated slowly.

I pointed at myself weakly.

“Yes?”

“You?”

“…Yes?”

Ruby stared another second.

Then snorted.

“I thought you gave up on that.” She stretched lazily against the bed while saying it, absolutely not helping the situation. “The whole reputation thing.”

“I did,” I admitted. “Mostly. But she thinks I trapped Puriel and corrupted her.”

Ruby’s expression changed instantly.

Not softer.

Worse.

That maniac little smile crept onto her face.

The dangerous one.

“Oh,” she whispered.

Her eyes gleamed.

“Well…”

She leaned closer.

“You did corrupt me.”

I physically cringed. “Ruby.”

“You made me feel alive.”

“Ruby,” I warned.

“You awakened things inside me.” Her maniac glint worsened.

“Ruby.”

“You destroyed my moral—”

“PLEASE read the room.”

Astra’s stare behind me somehow got colder.

Which honestly impressed me because I didn’t even know blue eyes could radiate this much judgment without freezing the furniture.

Ruby finally sighed dramatically like she was the victim here.

“Fine~”

She let go of me at last and rolled away across the bed in one smooth motion, pouting the entire time.

“I’ll get dressed.”

“Thank you.”

She stood up slowly.

Very slowly.

Way slower than necessary.

Blanket slipping. Hair messy. Absolutely zero urgency.

And while pulling clothes on, she shot Astra a glare that basically screamed, ‘You ruined my fun.’

Astra glared back with divine-level disapproval.

Honestly?

The tension between them was kind of insane already.

I sat up finally, rubbing my face while trying to recover from that entire disaster.

Then I looked toward Astra and forced my best confident smile.

“See?” I said proudly. “I’m a good guy.”

The universe immediately punished me for saying that.

A force slammed into me from the side.

“WHOA—”

I got launched backward onto the bed again, mattress dipping hard beneath me as arms wrapped tightly around my chest.

Warm.

Soft.

Familiar.

“Ethan!”

Puriel.

Her wings fluttered wildly behind her while she clung onto me like she was checking whether I was physically real.

“I thought they wouldn’t let you come back!”

I blinked once.

Then sighed.

“…I’m okay.”

She squeezed tighter anyway.

Actually no.

Correction.

She squeezed harder.

“I was worried!”

“I noticed.”

Her face buried into my chest. Blonde hair spilled everywhere. Her warmth pressed against me in that clingy, emotional way only Puriel could somehow make feel both comforting and chaotic at the same time.

And for one dangerous second?

My brain almost relaxed completely into it.

Then…

Right.

Astra.

I slowly lifted my gaze over Puriel’s shoulder.

And there she stood.

Frozen.

Absolutely frozen.

Blue eyes wide.

Looking between me and Puriel like her entire worldview just got hit by a truck.

Because yeah.

This wasn’t fear.

This wasn’t coercion.

This wasn’t corruption.

Puriel looked…

Happy.

Very happy.

Too happy.

Actually glowing.

Puriel finally noticed the silence.

She lifted her head slightly.

Blink.

Blink again.

Then slowly turned around.

And saw Astra.

“…Oh!”

The room went quiet.

Ruby stopped buttoning her shirt halfway through just to watch.

I stayed exactly where I was because honestly? Moving felt dangerous.

Puriel stared at Astra.

Astra stared at Puriel.

The sisters looked almost identical under the room lighting. Same hair. Same eyes. Same divine aura beneath the surface.

But emotionally?

Completely different atmosphere.

Puriel looked like someone caught sneaking snacks at midnight.

Astra looked like she just found the apocalypse sitting on my bed.

Puriel’s eyes widened slightly.

“Sister?”

Astra finally spoke.

“…You hugged him.”

Puriel blinked.

“Yes?”

The silence after that?

Absolutely lethal.

I slowly raised one finger.

“In my defense—”

“Quiet,” both sisters said instantly.

I lowered my hand again.

“…Fair.”

Ruby snorted from the corner.

Traitor.

Puriel finally stepped off the bed, though not before giving my shirt one last clingy tug like she was reluctant to let go.

Then she looked at Astra properly.

“What are you doing here?”

Astra’s gaze flicked toward me again.

“He brought me.”

Puriel turned slowly toward me.

I immediately raised both hands.

“She was trying to kill me earlier.”

Astra stared at me, coldly. “…What?” I said defensively. “That’s relevant information.”

Puriel looked horrified instantly.

“You fought her?!”

“She started it.”

Astra folded her arms. “You corrupted mine.”