The Incubus System Chapter 1447. How Can You Trust a Demon so Completely?

The Incubus System Chapter 1447. How Can You Trust a Demon so Completely?

The room went silent again.

Even Ruby stopped joking for once.

Puriel lifted her eyes toward Astra again, and there was no accusation there.

That was the scary part.

Just sadness.

“I thought everyone gave up on me.”

Astra visibly flinched.

Then Puriel looked toward me briefly.

And yeah.

That expression softened instantly.

Dangerously soft.

“Yet… he didn’t.”

…

That did something weird to my chest again.

Because she kept saying things so simply.

No manipulation.

No dramatic romance speech.

Just truth.

The raw kind.

The honest kind.

And somehow those always hit harder.

“But…” Astra’s eyes shifted toward me again. “That still doesn’t explain him.”

I raised one hand immediately. “Oh, good. We’re back to me.”

Astra ignored the joke completely. “How can you trust a demon so completely?”

Puriel’s cheeks pinked faintly.

And that alone told me she was about to say something dangerous.

Very dangerous.

“Because…” she whispered softly, “…he never treated me like an object.”

…

Well.

Damn.

That one hit me too.

Because she said it so casually.

Like it was normal.

Astra looked shaken again.

And honestly?

I was starting to understand why.

Every answer Puriel gave completely shattered the image Astra built in her head.

No manipulation.

No fear.

Just… Attachment.

Real attachment.

Puriel looked toward me briefly.

And smiled again.

Small.

Warm.

Dangerous to my mental stability.

Then she looked back at Astra.

“I chose him myself.”

Yeah.

That sentence hit the room like a direct critical hit.

Ruby looked spiritually entertained.

Puriel looked embarrassed but determined.

And Astra?

Astra looked like her brain was trying to reboot manually.

The silence stretched for a few seconds after that. Not hostile this time. Just… heavy. Processing silence.

I leaned against the wall quietly, arms crossed, watching Astra carefully.

Because honestly?

This was probably harder for her than the actual fight.

Sword clashes are easy.

Reality checks?

Way worse.

And slowly… very slowly… the pressure in the room started fading.

Her angelic aura subsided first.

The sharp divine weight pressing against the walls softened until the room could breathe again. Her wings dimmed slightly.

Her halo disappeared.

Ah.

That was new.

She looked… more human now.

Still beautiful.

Annoyingly beautiful actually.

But less untouchable.

Less “divine judgment statue.”

More… woman.

A very stressed woman currently trying to understand why her sister was emotionally attached to a half-demon disaster living in what was basically a glorified student house.

Astra looked at me again.

Long.

Quiet.

Focused.

Like I was some kind of weird puzzle with missing pieces.

Then suddenly…

“He is handsome.”

…

I blinked.

What?

That came out of nowhere.

My brain actually stalled for half a second.

“…Thank you?”

Ruby burst out laughing instantly.

Puriel looked embarrassed.

Astra ignored all of us completely and continued staring at me like she was evaluating furniture quality.

“But other than that…” she continued calmly, “…I don’t see anything special about you.”

…

I deadpanned so hard my soul almost left my body.

My stare practically screamed, ‘Seriously?’

Like wow.

Actual emotional damage.

Ruby was already wheezing beside me. “Oh my God,” she laughed. “You got hit with the heavenly review.”

I pointed at Astra immediately.

“That was unnecessary.”

Astra folded her arms.

“I’m honest.”

“That’s what people say before ruining someone’s self-esteem.”

Puriel covered her mouth slightly, clearly trying not to laugh.

Traitor.

Astra kept looking at me thoughtfully.

“Since I still don’t believe it…” she said slowly, “…I need proof.”

I frowned slightly.

“What kind of proof?”

Astra snapped her fingers lightly.

The last traces of divine armor vanished completely. Her dress shifted into something simpler, less regal. Her wings disappeared entirely.

Then she looked at me directly.

“I will stay here.”

…

No.

Absolutely not.

My entire face twisted immediately.

“I’m sorry?”

“I will observe this place myself,” Astra continued like she wasn’t actively destroying my mental stability. “Then I will understand why Puriel refuses to return.”

I cringed physically.

Actually physically.

“Astra,” I said slowly. “I don’t have more rooms.”

She ignored that instantly. “Where is my bedroom?”

“…That wasn’t a suggestion?”

“You should give me the best one.”

I stared at her.

Then at Puriel.

Then back at Astra.

“You guys really are sisters.”

Puriel coughed awkwardly and looked away.

Yeah.

Guilty silence.

I rubbed my face slowly.

“Listen carefully,” I sighed. “This place is not a palace.”

Astra looked around the room again.

Judgment intensified somehow.

“I noticed. This place is shabby.”

Rude.

“I only have three bedrooms,” I continued while counting with my fingers. “One is mine. One was my late dad’s room and it’s forbidden. And one is basically my sister’s.”

Astra blinked. “You live like this?”

“Excuse you.” I pointed around the room defensively. “This is cozy.”

Ruby nodded immediately. “It smells like Ethan.”

I continued before Astra could judge my economic situation harder.

“One bathroom,” I said. “One kitchen. One dining room. Living room. That’s it.”

Astra stared.

I kept going.

“I have one servant. Four pets. One sister. And an angel already staying here.”

Ruby suddenly paused mid-buttoning.

“…Wait.”

Her eyes narrowed at Astra.

“You’re seriously letting her stay?”

I looked at Ruby with the exhaustion of a man losing control over his household in real time.

“Do I look like I want to let her stay?”

Ruby looked at Astra.

Then at me.

Then slowly nodded.

“…Fair.”

“Thank you.”

Astra meanwhile kept scanning the room.

Still judging.

Still analyzing.

Then she looked back at me.

“So you’re poor?”

Silence.

Dead silence.

Puriel choked on air.

Ruby lost it completely and started laughing into a pillow.

And me?

I just stared.

Flat.

Emotionless.

“You have both angelic and demonic powers,” Astra continued, genuinely confused. “How are you still poor?”

I pointed at her slowly. “Do not tempt me to commit fraud.” Yes, I could. I COULD. But I chose not. Now, I felt dumb because I should have done it!

Puriel was laughing openly now.

Actually laughing.

Soft.

Bright.

The kind of sound that made the room feel warmer without permission.

And annoyingly?

That affected me more than Astra’s compliment earlier.

Because yeah.

Hearing Puriel laugh like that after everything she went through…

That did something weird to my chest again.

Dangerous.

Very dangerous.