21. Ok, now this story is officially legal in both the EU and USA.

REVIEWS:

Tsun: I am trying my best, but it is not so easy to keep track of so many gals! And no worries, I got something more wholesome planned for when Jaune nails Justice.

QUICK REPLY: THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WISHED ME GOOD LUCK ON MY GRADUATION, YA'LL THE BEST! I still got the final Exam to take, but other than that I am golden.

Remzal Von Enili: Thanks man, I will think about it.

LuckyPickle: Oh yeah. THE FATED DAY IS DRAWING NEAR!

Renokana: Of course man. A house built on lies cannot stand.

Nerdy: KnightSpark - yeahhhhhh boyyyyyyy.

Vulkhanos: hell yeah. She is the devil after all. She would make Salem her bitch lol.

Dark007arc: When she falls we will use some of Lore Master's design, but not everything. So yeah, Azazel will remain MOSTLY the same.

246vili: awkward is right. Poor guy has his worm cut out for him.

Guest: Will we add the goat? Unfortunately...Yes. WE WILL LIMIT THE GOAT, THO!

Warwithoutend: thank you. We don't like to write just straight up boning cause that gets boring.


Pyrrha was coming over to stay for a week. Jaune still had issues wrapping his head around that, not to mention the extended period of time she was going to be staying over. Luckily, the girls had their...time, not so long ago, so they were in the clear for that. No hysterical, homicidal, destructive moods will make things awkward during her stay at the Arc Manor. And Jaune, currently, was talking to each of the girls, the entire Harem being gathered in the living room. Pyrrha was going to be arriving any minute now, and he needed to make sure everyone was on their best behavior.

"Alright, listen up everyone, I will go over each of you and tell you what NOT to do and say while Pyrrha is here in order to ensure the demonic secret stays a secret. I do not need to stress why this is important, now, do I?" Jaune said, the girls all looked at him as he took the stand before them.

"Yeah, yeah. If anyone ever found out, all shit would hit the fan." Zdrada replied, playing around with an unlit cigar in her hand. "But seriously, if this girl is as you guys say, why not convert her into our own little cultist? I am sure she'd be a natural with the ritual knife."

"No!" Jaune said, shouting slightly at Zdrada, which spooked the demon girl a bit to hear him speak with such authority. "No one is making anyone a cultist and certainly not doing any sort of ritual! Now, if there are no other smart comments to be made, hear me out."

"First we got Monica." He began, starting with the secretary of the group, the girl fixing her glasses as her name was called out. "Your overall behavior is not that bad, so I do not need to worry too much about that, but your sadism is bound to be a death-given if seen first hand. That, and I doubt Pyrrha would enjoy her fingers getting broken." He said, then reached the conclusion. "As such, I will have you drink mostly low-caffeine coffee for the duration of her stay."

Monica sighed heavily, not enjoying the limitation placed on her, but she could see the reasoning behind that. "Very well. But afterward, I expect one of the best coffees you can make, understood?"

"Crystal! I will even see about making pancakes with coffee in them if that suits your fancy."

"Very much so, thank you," Monica said.

"Now, onto Modeus...Oh, Modeus…" He knew this was bound to be a headache, especially because of her overall behavior. "No walking around the house naked, do not try and show Pyrrha your collection of smut, and overall...Be less lustful."

"Awww. Ok. But can I at least touch it when this is over?" Modeus asked of him, and Jaune knew at this point that if he wanted to convince them he needed to offer them some kind of deal. So deals he was going to make.

"Fine...You can touch it." He could swear Mo just had a large, lustful grin on her face as he said that, yet he moved on. "Cerberus! No talking about corruption, no weird attempts to convert Pyrrha, and try not to call me alpha, understood? In exchange, I will take you girls out into Ansel while I am wearing a disguise!"

"Aye Aye, alpha!" The triple demon replied together, then Jaune moved on to Malina.

"Let me guess, no games and alcohol?" She asked dryly.

"Actually, you can keep doing those things. I just ask that you and your sister do not start throwing fire around. Worst case scenario, you forget about Pyrrha and go full-on demon on us, blowing the secret and, just to point out it can get worse, all of us as well in the process." Jaune stated, the sisters each giving their reaction. Malina scoffed, clearly a bit irritated by that, but Zdrada seemed to actually see reason in there.

"Alright then, blondie, we will play your game." Zdrada replied. "If Malinka has to behave, then so do I."

"Good."

"Or...I could start shit, then you might need to put me down." Zdrada said, earning a glare from Jaune. She froze up a bit, seeing the message in his gaze clearly. It said, in simple terms; 'try and your entire stash of cigarettes will fly out the window'. That threat alone was enough to make her surrender. "I will behave."

Jaune nodded his head, then he looked at Azazel. She was the angel of the group, and she had some degree of discipline, so he didn't have to worry about her doing something to expose her identity to Pyrrha, but just in case. "Azazel, please do not ask Pyrrha any questions related to the human race or their views on the demonic or angelic races, clear?"

"Crystal!"

One more nod and he turned to the next demoness of the group, Justice." Okay, Just, all you need to do is make sure no one does anything, and force the truth from them if they do but try hiding it. In addition, if Pyrrha asks how you can navigate despite your blindness, what do you say?"

"That it is part of my semblance!" Justice said with a large smile, having figured out the details herself. "To be fair, I'd wish I had one of those myself, but we demons cannot have an Aura, so no Semblance either. A shame, really, considering the perks."

"Oh, please, even if the humans develop a few sparks from their fingers it stands no chance against our magic." Lucifer interjected, throwing in her own opinion on semblances. The fact humans and Faunus kind seemed to have started to develop powers still didn't go well with her, but she has mostly accepted it. Well, mostly. She still considers magic superior.

And Jaune, to some extent, agrees with her point of view.

"Which brings me to your orders-"

"Watch your words!" Lucy said quickly.

"Indications." he corrected himself, to which Lucy nodded her head. "Do not try to corrupt Pyrrha in any way, just like Cerberus. However, in your case, you are also to try and keep an eye on the rest. The same goes for you, Beel."

"Me?" Beelzebub echoed, pointing at herself.

"Yes. You are to watch over everyone and make sure no one does anything rash or stupid that might expose us, harm Pyrrha, or give her a bad impression of us. You are also prohibited from boasting about being the one who built this entire house. If she asks, just say you hired a crew of builders."

"Of course." Beel said. "And in addition, if she asks why there are more females than males in this house? What about your room, which occupies most of the third floor? The low-Grimm activity?" She asked good questions, but Jaune was not born yesterday but found out about her visit yesterday. He planned all evening yesterday about what might happen and what to say.

"Simple coincidence at the first question, converting the attic into a room - the furniture having been stuff previous tenants left behind, and the fact Ansel has low-Grimm activity overall, not to mention multiple people with Aura and Semblances living in this house. If anything, we can say Judgement is a dropout from one of the Huntsmen Academies! It sure explains her skill." Jaune said, laying down his plan for the questioning that was possible.

"Hmm. Yeah, I can myself drop out of those." Judgement replied. "How hard is it to learn how to kill a few monsters? You fought against ghouls, skeletons, and even Shade back in Hell and you came out fine, so why keep going with this?"

"Because the creatures of Grimm are not entirely the same, Judgement." Jaune replied, then Monica spoke.

"Indeed. I took the liberty to research the various types of Grimm that exist, and I did find some interesting information. First of all, they are a very large race with multiple sub-species, the most commonly seen and dealt with being the Beowolf. Second of all, they seem to only get smarter with age, which is a scary thought. No Grimm ever developed human-level intelligence, which I assume is more of a blessing than anything all things considered." The Tired Demon said, then yawned. "They are responsible for a lot of deaths all across this realm, so they are not to be taken lightly. Go in unprepared, and you are done. Aura and Semblances are extensive weapons against them."

"Thank you for the brief lesson, Monica." Jaune said.

"Any time."

"But yeah, as she said, learning how to fight from you guys is good and all, but I need to spread my wings." Jaune said, accidentally planting the image of him with wings in their heads. Safe to say Lucifer shuddered at the thought of him resembling an angel, but Azazel seemed to blush ever so slightly. "Since the meeting is over we must now wait for Pyrrha to arrive. She didn't really specify a time when she will arrive today, so I do not know when she will appear, but when she does all of you are to get into your human disguises and stay that way throughout the week."

"Or until she learns the truth." Zdrada added. "Seriously, blondie, you are always the honest one, yet here you are, cooking up such a complex lie to tell this girl. It may be to hide our demonic secret, but don't you think you will have an easier time telling her you got a dozen of demonic pussy at your call?"

"No!" Jaune replied, not being fazed by the cruise language. "Look, marrying multiple women is not unheard or undone, but having a Harem out of all things is not something people look at with nice eyes in communities like Ansel, or certain areas. We do not know how Pyrrha might react to finding out I have a, and I am putting it simply, demonic Harem with the literal devil in it."

The girls looked among themselves, exchanging looks. Each of them had their own opinion about all of this, and some didn't have ulterior motives regarding Pyrrha's visit, except for Lucy. She wanted to have Pyrrha be the one to take Jaune's virginity, making him a fair game for them all afterward without the risk of becoming a demon. But in order to do that she had to get Pyrrha on board with it. She was not about to drug her and force Jaune to assault her, she was above doing such crude deeds. That and Jaune would never forgive her if she manipulates them in such a way. No, she had to convince Pyrrha to do it willingly, even if she had to manipulate the poor girl a bit. No magic, Jaune would call her out on that too. Drugs were also not an option.

Her options were limited, but her work was not that hard. She noticed it during the Selection, but that Nikos girl was already getting some butterflies in her stomach when she met Jaune. The poor girl was smothered by her popularity so much she grew sick of it, and when she found a soul not knowing her she saw hope for a normal relationship. One in which she wasn't Pyrrha Nikos, Invincible Girl of Sanctum, but just Pyrrha Nikos, a young woman in need of average human company.

In a way, Lucifer sympathized with her. They were the same, Lucy and her. Both are women of great renown, their names holding enough weight to change the minds of people. But the difference? Lucifer is learning what it means to live at a lower step, despite not seeking it. But she was glad she did. She wanted Pyrrha to feel this as well, a job made easier by the fact she actually sought out such interaction.

It was so much easier to push mortals towards what they already desired than trying to induce a desire. That was the case when Lucifer snuck into the Garden of Eden and convinced Eve to bite the Fruit of Knowledge. But now? Lucifer knew she was walking on thin ice regarding her manipulative games. Jaune was no foolish mortal - no average mortal either, mind you! He was smart and he was her mortal. Despite the sharing, she held on to some possessive behavior regarding him, mainly if anyone ever tried to steal him from them. Such is the complicated net that is the demonic woman's mind.

They are fine with sharing, yet can get possessive with their mate. In such cases, it is usually a group thing, with no woman being allowed near their mates without them giving the ok. As such, Pyrrha also needed to earn the green light from everyone before she could join them in their group, provided that she accepted joining. If not, then Lucifer has no issues erasing her memories.

"Now, girls, is everybody ready?" Jaune asked, snapping Lucifer out of her thoughts. Was she spacing out? Most likely so. "Pyrrha is bound to arrive any moment now, so be ready to get your-" At that moment, Jaune heard the sound of a Bullhead flying outside and his mind went into overdrive. "Beel, did you message her and give her directions?!" He asked, turning to the Great Fly.

"Of course! It is cold outside, I didn't want to leave her to walk from Ansel to here!" Beel replied, giggling a bit. This was less about being nice and more about messing with him. Regardless, this was no time to dish out punishment to the demon girl.

"Everyone get into position!" Jaune commanded, like a general on the battlefield, as he himself ran over to the door, seeing the Bullhead's door open from the window and opening the door to his house to walk outside, being greeted by Pyrrha who came out of the Bullhead with luggage in her hand. "Pyrrha!" He called out to her, earning her attention. She jerked her head around a bit, seeing Jaune going to her.

"Jaune!" She replied, smiling at him and going towards him, her luggage left behind as she went and hugged him, a hug which he returned. "It's so good to see you in person once again! I also need to thank Beel for the directions, or else I would have never found this place!"

Jaune snorted after hearing that. "Are you certain about that?" He said, pointing behind him. Pyrrha blushed a bit, realizing that the giant mansion behind Jaune was a big landmark one couldn't actually miss from the air. He chuckled further seeing her. "Let's get your luggage then go inside the house, everyone is waiting to meet you!" That they were. "Here, let me get your luggage."

Pyrrha tried to protest a bit, but Jaune was quick to go and pick up her luggage. She had one which had wheels, so it wasn't that bad, but the other one needed Jaune to haul it on his shoulder. It had a decent weight on it, meaning that whatever was inside of it was quite heavy. Best not to pry what is in a woman's luggage. Pyrrha was, however, pleasantly surprised to find Jaune being able to lift her luggage.

"That's my training equipment for when I am away from home…" She thought, revealing the content of that luggage. The objects within were pretty heavy when piled together, requiring her to use her semblance a bit to lift them. Yet Jaune could do it easily. She followed him inside the house, watching him push the already open door.

"Girls, meet Pyrrha-"

"YOU FUCKING SLUT!" Not even five seconds have passed since they entered the room, barely being away from the bunch for five minutes, and it seemed issues already arose. At least he saw that the girls were in their human forms, trying to hold back a fuming Malina from jumping on her sister. "How many times do I need to tell you to stay out of my room!"

"Hey, do not blame me, blame your own lack of a proper lock!" Zdrada replied with a mocking laugh. "That shit is just too fucking easy to pick once you get it right the first time!"

"Then why did you also have to touch my Vodka as well?! You don't even drink Vodka!" Malina continued.

"You're right, I don't!" Zdrada confirmed with a shit-eating grin on her face. "I took a few bottles and poured them into the drain-"

"YOU DID WHAT TO MY ALCOHOL?!"

Jaune cleared his throat quite loudly, showing that he was clearly not pleased by the display before them, and Pyrrha was also somewhat taken aback by the crude language and general display of immaturity before her. "As I was going to say: Girls, I'd like you to meet Pyrrha!" he said, resuming his previous sentence and pointing at Pyrrha with his head.

"Hi." Pyrrha saluted shyly, feeling a bit awkward after hearing those two fight. The girls let go of Malina, who just scoffed as she was allowed to once again walk around. She knew, however, that she couldn't take vengeance on her sister now. Too many witnesses. "Ummm. Did I arrive at a bad time?"

"Oh no, dear, it's just how those two sisters are always acting," Beel said, coming to the rescue to assure Pyrrha. "You see, Zdrada and Malina, despite being sisters, are not exactly on the best of terms all the time. "

"Oh!" Pyrrha seemed to realize what she meant by that. True enough, not all siblings get along completely without issue. This seemed to be a particularly intense case, though. "I see."

"Sorry about that, Pyrrha. This is not how I wanted you to meet everyone, already seeing the sisters fight." Jaune apologized, feeling embarrassed by the display of the two.

"No, no, it's ok, really. We cannot really expect life to be perfect at all times, and I already prepared myself mentally for anything bad." Pyrrha replied, nervously so. In truth, this was the least she expected and a relief. She was worried about the reporters and whatnot followed her here. "But shall we start over? I am excited to meet everyone!"

"Sure!" Jaune said, clearing his throat and starting to introduce Pyrrha to the girls, starting with the sisters. "As you have seen, and heard them, those two over here are the sister; the one with a cigar in her hand - despite knowing smoking is not allowed inside the house - is Zdrada." The demon girl was on the couch, smoke blowing from her mouth.

"Wassup." She saluted, eyeing Pyrrha up and down. "You seem like a capable gal."

"Thanks! It is nice to meet you as well." Pyrrha replied, trying to be polite, but Zdrada snorted at her words, which confused her a bit.

"Believe me, princess, after a day you will regret those words." The demon girl added, earning a knowing sigh from Jaune. He'd hate to admit it, but he hoped Pyrrha had the patience to deal with her.

"Then we have her sister, and our resident gamer, Malina." Jaune said, introducing the sister who was currently giving Zdrada dirty looks.

"Gamer? How nice, what kind of games does she prefer?" Pyrrha asked curiously.

"I prefer turn-based strategies." She replied bitterly, to which Pyrrha was a bit confused, again.

"Did I say something wrong?" She asked nervously.

"No, that is just how Malinka always is; bitter as a lemon," Zdrada replied, earning an exasperated sigh from her sister who ran a hand over her face.

"Can I go now and get myself shit-faced drunk in my room? Please, I cannot stand my sister anymore." Jaune knew he should be letting her go, but then again, they had Pyrrha over here. He looked at her, trying to ask if it was ok and trying to relay the message that this was for the best unless they wanted to wake up with another fight on their hands. Pyrrha seemed to get the message, nodding slowly.

"Get wasted, Mal!" Jaune said.

"Thank you!" Malina half-shouted, leaving the living room and going up the stairs. "If anyone meets me, knock three times. If I do not answer after the third attempt, assume I finally got liver failure."

"As if!" Zdrada interjected. "You are not getting rid of me that easily, Malinka!"

"At least I will get rid of you for a bit…" Malina muttered as she finally went up the stairs.

"Well...She seems a bit sour." Pyrrha said, already feeling like she wasn't welcomed there. But Jaune sighed, prompting her to look at him and he, seeing her, smiled at her, trying to reassure her, and succeeded to some degree. "So, who is next?"

"Us!" Cerberus replied, jumping out in front of her and surrounding the poor girl. Cerberus only really has to hide her tail since she can pass as Faunus.

"Pyrrha, meet the triplets. Cerile, Bianca, and Rosaline." He is so glad he came up with those names for them. "They are wolf-Faunus, in case you haven't figured it out."

"But act more like the dogs of the house," Lucifer remarked from the sofa she was seated upon, earning a small gasp from Pyrrha.

"You can't say that!" She pointed out, but saw the triples giggle.

"It's ok!" The first one replied. "We don't mind, we actually find it funny in a way, and we know they do not mean it in a bad way." The second replied. "Besides, it is true! We love being pampered by Jaune!"

Pyrrha giggled hearing that, turning her gaze slightly towards him. "I take it you like to spoil them a lot?"

"Pyrrha, you try living with them, the cuteness gets you." Jaune said in his defense, watching the assumed triples, which in reality were one single, powerful, and very dangerous demon, run circles around her.

"Oh my, what energy!" Pyrrha said, and Cerberus just kept messing with her a bit. Jaune thought they might get a bit far, but luckily for him, chains appeared and tied them.

"Alright, you three, that's enough!" Judgement said, stepping forward and holding the other end of the chain. "My name is Judgement, I think we met during the Selection." She said, to which Pyrrha remembered her.

"Oh right! I almost didn't recognize you, I'm sorry." She looked at the chain wrapped around the triplets, feeling curiosity wash over her. "Is this by chance your semblance?" She asked, to which Judgement knew how to answer.

"Sure is." She replied with pride in her voice. "It comes in handy when it comes to putting some of the more problematic members of the house in check, like the triplets here. You wouldn't believe what trouble they might get into without me around."

"Or me for that matter!" Beel said, cutting into the conversation as well. "We already met, but I guess I will properly introduce myself. I am Beel, the landlady of this house. As you have seen back in Mistral, my semblance lets me create portals to travel from point A to B instantly. I also happen to be the maternal and more mature figure in the house."

"But certainly not the most responsible at times…" Monica replied in her usual tired voice. "Forgive me, my name is Monica. I usually handle the finances of the house."

Pyrrha giggled a bit and smiled at them. "It is very nice to meet all of you." She then saw Lucifer, or as she knew her, Lucy. "Hi, Lucy." She said, to which some of the girls got more stiff. No one called Lucifer, the Queen of Hell, Lucy that easily. Unless, like Cerberus, it has become her fake name.

"Good day to you, Pyrrha." Lucifer replied courteously. "I hope the trip went well."

"It did." The red-head replied. "Now, who is next?"

"Oh, me! Me! Me!" Azazel shouted, her halo being hidden from Pyrrha. "Hi! My name is Azazel! I am a student living here." She took quite well to the story Jaune cooked for her. "I study at the university in the neighboring settlement."

"I see. It is nice to see someone following general studies once in a while." Pyrrha replied. "And I must admit, you are a cute little sweetheart." She added, making Azael blush. Pyrrha simply found her angelically cute, nothing more to add.

"Hehehe...Thanks."

"Owww. Am I not cute, though?" Modeus asked, feeling a bit jealous since she wasn't getting too much attention. Well, now the attention was on her. "Should I strip?"

"Mo, behave!" Jaune said quickly, the girl pouting out of disappointment.

"Did she say...strip?" Pyrrha asked slowly, wondering what was with this girl. She seemed pretty normal at first sight, and she admitted she had that cute factor with her heart-shaped hair clips, but did find it strange how her eyes seemed to be heart-shaped. Maybe it is a semblance? Seeing as multiple people had them in this house, it wasn't that long of a stretch.

"Unfortunately, Modeus here is a bit of a free-spirited person regarding her body. Even if it makes us a bit uncomfortable at times." Pandemonica replied. "Judgement, if you see her try taking anything off, chain her."

"Got it."

"Anyway!" Jaune said, finally reaching the end. "Last but not least is Justice."

"Why, hello there, gal!" Justice said with a welcoming smile. "How is it hanging? Feeling sick from the flight, because Jaune here once said motion-sickness can be pretty common."

"No, but I am a bit tired." Pyrrha said.

"Ah, that's no issue!" Justice said, keeping her confident smile on. "We got plenty of rooms you can crash in! Or you can crash with one of us. A fair warning, though, do not choose Mo in case you want to save yourself for marriage."

"Huh?" Pyrrha gasped slightly with a blush on her face, turning to Jaune. "She is kidding, right?"

"Oh, yeah, she is. Justice is cool, she likes to joke around a bit." Jaune said, then he seemed a bit nervous. "Mostly. Know what? Avoid Modeus' room."

"Acknowledged," Pyrrha replied.

"Well, I guess I should show you to your room, then." Jaune said, picking up her luggage once again. "Care to follow?"

"Of course," Pyrrha replied and followed Jaune up the stairs, still somewhat impressed he was able to lift her heavy luggage with little difficulty. But then again, she had no idea of the training Judgement put him through, which might be for the better. They went down the hall, on the side without Modeus' room, and went to one of the empty doors for guests, Pyrrha opening the door for Jaune and seeing the room. It was pretty large but not overly large like a penthouse. It had a bed and a closet inside, along with a desk. It was a pretty basic room, overall, but she did take notice that she seemed to have her own bathroom as well. A small one, but looking back on it, a house with multiple women was bound to get crazy if there weren't multiple of those.

Jaune placed the luggage down and offered to help her unpack, which she kindly declined, wanting to do by herself. He respected her decision and left her room, likely going to talk with the others. This allowed Pyrrha to unpack and rest, thankful she seemed to have not been followed. Sure, a Bullhead might be a bit flashy in terms of transport, but that bullhead belonged to a family friend who was more than willing to help her escape her mother and overall life for even a week.

Her mother didn't know where to find her, only that she was somewhere where she could rest. She hardly managed to convince her to allow Pyrrha to take a vacation but knew her sponsors wouldn't. She might lose a deal, but she didn't care. The air around Ansel was so clean, a strong contrast compared to the air in the city, which was more suffocating.

She also enjoys the peace and nature around her. The guide she looked up was right, Ansel was a perfect place for a retreat, and it even exceeded her expectations. The fact she was living in the same house as Jaune was just a plus in her opinion. She did develop a slight interest in the boy, seeing him train so hard despite being behind on things, and she was happy to help. But she also hoped Jaune could keep seeing her as the person she was, not what some cereal made her be.

After she finished unpacking she laid on the bed, thinking about what she could do later. Maybe she could ask Jaune if he had any training planned? Maybe-"

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a shout come from the hallway, opening the door and seeing Jaune there, blushing nervously and trying to cover his eyes from a half-naked Malina, whose cheeks were flushed and holding a bottle of Vodka in hand. It seemed like her statement about getting drunk was true in the end, but seeing this scene unfold made her feel a bit unsure.

It was clear Jaune was being a gentleman with her, refusing to look at her body in that state, while also trying to convince the drunk girl to put something on or at least go back in her room. Pyrrha didn't listen in on the conversation, knowing it was bad manners. Instead, she decided to wait a bit in her room. Dinner was soon, and she couldn't wait to see what food her hosts might serve.


And true enough, one hour before Dinner was set to begin, Jaune, Beel, Judgement, and surprisingly, Modeus were the ones cooking. Jaune wanted to cook some less sweet food than the pancakes from before, in spite of Lucifer's protests. As such, he was hard at work, the girls doing their own share, but none flying through the kitchen quite like him. It still amazes them each time they see his skills in the kitchen unfold.

If the Huntsmen thing fails, at least he could always become a professional chef. He certainly had the skills and knowledge for it, not to mention the attention he paid at each dish was out of this world.

The door to the kitchen opened, and Pyrrha walked in, seeing him work and Modeus, for her part, after finishing peeling the potatoes, simply watching with hungry eyes. But the Nikos girl didn't notice that only noticing Jaune's skill in the kitchen and being left with her mouth agape. They do say a good Huntsman also needs dexterity, and the way he was handling the knives was showing more than enough of that. "Is it always like this?" She asked Modeus as she took a seat beside the lustful demon.

"Yes, despite my attempts to make him cook topless." Modeus replied, keeping her gaze on him.

"I see - wait, topless?!" Pyrrha replied in mild shock hearing that, giving the lustful girl a strange look and finally noticing the look she was giving Jaune, who was facing away from them at the food. "This girl certainly is...interesting. They didn't lie about her being more open about such subjects, so I should keep vigilant around her, but Jaune cooking without a shirt on?" Pyrrha actually began to imagine that, but with an apron added as well which stuck to him because of the sweat and giving a slight outline of his abs, then him taking it off to expose them in all their-

"No! Bad Pyrrha! Bad!" She chastised herself for the dirty thoughts and decided to focus, waiting for dinner, unaware that Modeus' current pout was because she ruined her fun. In truth, Modeus was trying to make Pyrrha more lustful, one of the abilities Jaune doesn't know about yet that Modeus has.

She can make women, apart from demon ones, lust some more. And Pyrrha proved to be able to resist her. It seemed that the girl had strong willpower, allowing her to resist demonic temptations, but maybe Lust was not her mortal sin? Every human has one that plagues their lives, that they are the most attached to. Even Jaune! Obviously, his sin was not sloth, or greed, pride, lust, wrath, or gluttony! It was envy.

Lucifer found out when they went to the Selection. She felt it. He was envious of all those people who were arguably better than him, wishing he was in their place. Even if he denied those thoughts, it was his, and such was his sin. But Modeus didn't blame him. It was obvious why Envy was his sin. He wished he was like them, a Huntsman-in-training, yet he knew he couldn't be because of what his father did.

Holding him back.

But he was outshining his sin, mastering it. Modeus was glad he was, mainly because she saw Leviathan, the Cardinal of Envy, before in Hell and she hated him. He was a disgusting being, made a giant serpent of the ocean by God who was a being made to fall and become a dangerous demon. But Jaune was not a fish.

"Dinner is ready!" Announced the boy, placing the food on the table. "Everyone come and get your share!" Immediately, the room filled itself with the entire household, all of them still disguised not to reveal themselves to Pyrrha.

The red-head was sitting at the table next to Jaune and Justice, looking down at her plate. The food looked delicious from her perspective, so she took a bite and her eyes lit up with the taste. "He can cook! HE CAN COOK!" She screams internally, eating his food with gusto and looking around at everyone. They all seemed very energetic and unique in their own ways, and then you had Jaune who seemed to be the element holding everyone together despite their differences.

Pyrrha smiled, already enjoying her stay at this house. She felt at home here already and she had a feeling she would get along fine with everyone.


Nerdy: OH BOY, THE NUMBER 1 WAIFU HAS ARRIVED! Watch out Pyrrha, you might be in for some big trouble here lol. Anyway, Bloody here has finished school so we promise to release chapters faster and more consistently. At least a few every week when combined with drunken conquest.

No promises on the frequency of the posts, by the way. Life is still hard as always