Seven Sins System Chapter 549. VIP Chaos

Seven Sins System Chapter 549. VIP Chaos

Luci gave a theatrical sigh, swirling what was probably his fifth glass of wine.

Mammon, of course, looked smug as ever, like he was proud of the headache he’d just given us.

Belph was still snoozing, hugging his pillow like the world outside didn’t exist, and Beel was busy devouring yet another platter of food while Levi kept grumbling at the game console.

The awkward peace was broken by a sudden dark aura filling the air. The temperature dropped slightly, and shadows flickered at the edges of our barriers. A familiar, overly cheerful voice called out, "Hey guys! The VIP party is ready!"

Asmo materialized from the swirling darkness with a grin plastered across his face. This time, thank hell, he wasn’t naked. Instead, he wore one of his fancy night robes made from some rare hellbeast fur. Still, the devil looked like he’d just come back from a marathon orgy session—his hair was a mess, his skin glistened with sweat, and, well, there was a scent lingering around him.

Luci and I exchanged grimaces. I wrinkled my nose. "Ugh, Asmo, you reek of sex."

Asmo didn’t miss a beat, his grin widening. "Thanks. One of my girls wanted a sperm bath, so I took my load off to bathe her. You know, gotta keep my girls happy."

I blinked. Luci blinked. We exchanged horrified glances before turning back to Asmo. "Why," Luci began slowly, "do you feel the need to share that information?"

Asmo just shrugged, like it was the most normal thing in the world. "What? You asked. Anyway, ready for the main event?" He looked way too excited for someone who had clearly been very… busy just moments ago.

Luci pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling sharply. "Wait. This girl you just… bathed. She’s not coming to the VIP section, right?"

Asmo froze, caught off guard by the question. "Why? You don’t want her to join?"

I raised an eyebrow, turning to Luci with a smirk. "Hey, didn’t you say sharing is caring?"

Luci scowled, clearly regretting ever uttering those words. "Not right after a cum bath from Asmo," he muttered, looking genuinely offended. "Somehow, it’s hurting my pride."

I couldn’t help but grin smugly. "So, you’re eating your own words. Nice."

"Shut up," Luci snarled, clearly not in the mood for my teasing.

Before the situation could escalate into yet another round of pointless bickering, Mammon decided to butt in. "Oh, by the way, Asmo," he said, grinning like he was about to pull the ultimate scam. "While you kept us waiting, I gave everyone a financial seminar to entertain them. They liked it, so I’m going to charge you for it. Per person."

I sat up straight, my eyes narrowing. "Wait, wait, wait. We didn’t like it."

Mammon gave me a smug look. "But you listened to it, which means it counts. Pay up, Asmo."

Luci and I groaned in unison. "I can’t believe this," I muttered under my breath.

Asmo waved a hand dismissively. "Okay, okay, enough with the nonsense. Let’s go to the main event, shall we?" He snapped his fingers, and a faint glow surrounded him as he prepared to teleport.

"Finally," I said, standing up and teleporting to the front of Asmo. Luci and Mammon followed suit, appearing beside me in a blink of dark energy.

Luci glanced over at Belph, still sound asleep. "We should wake him up."

Asmo shook his head. "Nah, I got this." With a quick snap of his fingers, Belph’s body floated into the air, his pillow still clutched tightly in his arms.

"Now," Asmo said, turning to us, "can you guys help me bring Beel and Levi?"

Mammon immediately chimed in. "Sure, but only for a good price."

Asmo shot him a look before glancing at me and Luci. Luci rolled his eyes dramatically, muttering something about greedy bastards before snapping his fingers. With a flick of telekinesis, Beel’s massive body began to float into the air—minus his food.

"Nooo, my food!" Beel cried out, extending his hands toward the platter dramatically.

Luci sighed, snapping his fingers again to levitate the food alongside Beel. "You’re fucking heavy, Beel," Luci grumbled as he strained to keep both Beel and his feast afloat.

"Huh?" Beel mumbled, munching on a leg of roasted hellbeast as though nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

I groaned, rubbing my temples. "Why do I always get the hardest part?" I muttered. Turning toward Levi, who was still glued to his game, I extended my hand and tried to lift him with telekinesis.

"Hey!" Levi snarled, glaring at me as he felt himself being lifted. "What the hell? I’m in the middle of a game!"

"Seriously, Levi?" I said, exasperated. "Stop acting like a kid. We need to go."

"I’m almost at a new high score!" Levi snapped, resisting the telekinetic pull with surprising force. "If I lag out because of this, I swear—"

"Enough of this," I muttered, feeling my patience snap. Without any further warning, I summoned my three tentacles. They shot out from behind me, coiling around Levi’s body and controller before yanking him into the air.

"Hey! Put me down, you tentacle freak!" Levi snarled, struggling against the grip of my tentacles.

"Not happening," I said flatly, tightening my grip just enough to keep him from escaping. "You can finish your game after we get to the VIP section."

Levi grumbled something under his breath, clearly pissed but unable to do anything about it. Meanwhile, Mammon just watched the whole scene unfold with a smug grin. "You know," he said, sipping his wine, "if you guys had listened to my seminar on efficiency, this whole process would’ve gone a lot smoother."

"Shut up, Mammon," Luci and I said in unison.

Asmo clapped his hands together, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "Great! Now that everyone’s ready, let’s get this show on the road!"

With that, we teleported as a group, heading straight for whatever madness Asmo had planned for his so-called VIP party.