I’m just the messenger

Vergil was currently sitting on his bed, or rather their bed, with Katharina on his lap. She was only wearing a black nightgown and was muttering some serious things about…

"Killing that bitch." "Getting revenge on mom!" And more things involving murder. Well, she was furious and ready to kill that woman she had to call mother!

Vergil just played with her, squeezing her waist hard enough to make her squirm. "Kyaa!!!!" She yelped in surprise.

"D-darling?!" She looked confused at Vergil as he kept teasing her waist. "Kyaaa!! S-stop!!" She squirmed on top of him and turned to look deeply into his eyes before hugging him possessively, feeling their emotions interact through the pact.

"Darling! Darling! Darling! I knew it! You love me!" She said, as if surprised. Well, she was, since she had been so focused on plans to kill her mother that she had forgotten about her man, and soon her possessive gaze returned completely to him.