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Seven Sins System Chapter 566. Do You Want A Turn Or Not?
🕑 Added 2025-02-13 15:47:01 +0000 UTCSeven Sins System Chapter 566. Do You Want A Turn Or Not?
She said nothing at first, but the silence was telling.
I sighed. "Did they say anything to you?"
She frowned. "I don’t understand demon language, remember?"
"Oh yeah." I waved a hand lazily. "Forgot about that."
Her brow twitched like she wanted to smack me.
"So," I continued, tilting my head, "they just showed up and started destroying things? Or was there something else?"
Puriel crossed her arms. "I stopped them before they destroyed anything."
My brow lifted. "Of course you did."
She ignored my comment. "But they seemed like they were looking for something."
I frowned slightly. "Looking for something… or looking for someone?"
Her eyes locked onto mine. "I think they were looking for you."
For a moment, I said nothing. I just turned the thought over in my mind, analyzing every angle. I sighed, dragging a hand down my face. "Great. And here I thought I could relax for a bit."
Puriel’s gaze stayed firm. "Do you have any idea why?"
I let out a low, humorless chuckle. "Do I look like I know? I piss off demons on a daily basis."
Her expression didn’t shift. "This isn’t the same."
I leaned back against my desk, arms still crossed. "What makes you say that?"
She exhaled, tilting her head slightly, as if she was piecing things together in real-time. "They weren’t just searching—they were desperate. Rushed. They needed to find you."
That…
That was different.
Demons always came after me, sure. But this? This wasn’t just a hunt. It wasn’t an ambush. It was something else.
A slow smirk pulled at my lips. "Now that’s interesting."
Puriel gave me a look. "You’re enjoying this."
I shrugged. "Hey, I get bored easily."
She scowled. "Azrael. This isn’t a game."
I pushed off the desk and stretched lazily. "It might be. I just have to figure out what the rules are."
She sighed, rubbing her temple. "I swear you enjoy making things difficult."
I grinned. "Only for you, Puriel."
She muttered something under her breath that I definitely didn’t catch, but I was willing to bet it wasn’t flattering.
My mind was already racing through the possibilities.
I turned my gaze back to Puriel. "Did your mom ever say anything to you? Any information?"
She shook her head. "Nothing."
I exhaled through my nose, rubbing the back of my neck. "Great. Guess I should ask my dad about it."
Yeah, I forgot to ask him because of that stupid Grand Court!
I muttered under my breath. "Should’ve made that a priority."
That’s when I noticed it.
Puriel.
Just staring at me.
Pouting.
I blinked, tilting my head slightly. "What?"
She didn’t answer immediately.
I narrowed my eyes. "What do you want?"
She still didn’t say anything, but her pout deepened slightly, and she shifted her weight just so—
‘Oh!’
I exhaled sharply, my lips pulling into a smirk. "Do you want me to bang you too?"
Her eyes widened slightly, her cheeks tingling the slightest shade of pink.
I shrugged. "I still have my load if you want it."
Puriel let out a sharp breath through her nose, her expression flattening. "You’re disgusting."
I chuckled. "You’re the one pouting at me like that. I was just asking."
She turned away, arms crossing over her chest. "I wasn’t pouting."
"Uh-huh."
"I wasn’t."
"Sure."
Puriel scowled. "You are insufferable."
"And you are terrible at hiding your jealousy."
She stiffened slightly but quickly masked it with a scoff. "Why would I be jealous?"
"That’s what I want to know."
Her jaw clenched, her fingers twitching slightly at her sides.
I smirked, leaning closer. "Do you want a turn or not?"
Her nostrils flared. "Shut up, Azrael."
I chuckled, rolling my shoulders lazily. "Alright, alright. But seriously, you’re sure your mom didn’t say anything?"
She exhaled through her nose, her irritation still present but slightly dulled. "No. If she knew something, she didn’t tell me. But she’s been more on edge lately."
That caught my attention.
"More on edge how?"
Puriel’s gaze flickered slightly. "Just… tense. Quiet. Like she’s waiting for something to happen."
I hummed, my fingers tapping against my thigh. "That’s not good."
"No kidding."
Silence stretched between us for a moment, the situation settling in.
Then I grinned. "So… still not taking that offer?"
Puriel threw a book at my head.
I caught it mid-air with my telekinesis, smirking. "Really? That won’t—"
-THWACK!
A second book flew at me before I could react, slamming directly into my head.
"Ow—!"
Before I could even process what just happened, Puriel scoffed, turned on her heel, and teleported away without another word.
I stood there, blinking.
The first book I had stopped with telekinesis dropped to the floor with a soft thud. The second one, the one that had just assaulted me, slowly slid down my face before I caught it.
I frowned. "What the hell is her problem?"
I turned the book over in my hands, squinting at the title. Something about holy scriptures and celestial warfare.
It wasn’t mine. I bet she brought it here to accompany her.
I tossed it onto my desk and exhaled.
‘Yeah, I guess with my devilish logic, I can’t understand her.’
I mean, if she was waiting for me, why not just say so? Why act all cryptic and broody? If she wanted me, why pretend she didn’t? She had no problem throwing a damn book at me, but admitting her feelings? Oh no, that would be too much.
"Tch." I rubbed the spot where the book hit me. "And if she wanted me to bang her, she could’ve just asked."
I could’ve done it.
Hell, I would’ve done it.
It’s not like I minded.
Love and lust were different things, after all.
I had no problem indulging in lust. It was fun. It was power. It was a pleasure without strings attached.
Love, though? That was a whole different mess.
A dangerous mess.
One I had no intention of dealing with.
Her? That was fine. That was totally fine. As long as I didn’t need to get emotionally attached, it wouldn’t be a problem.
Nope. Nope. I wasn’t thinking about it.
I shook my head aggressively, muttering to myself. "Let’s forget about this mess."
This wasn’t something I needed to deal with. Not now. Not ever. I had more important things to focus on.
Like figuring out who the hell was sending demons after me.
Like not thinking about Puriel and her stupid pout or the way she looked at me or how she smelled like celestial fire and something else I couldn’t name.
‘Nope.’
