Anna, You've Learned Bad Habits Too 1/2

"Hmph! I've always been this annoying since we were kids!"

In the shadows cast by the dense forest, Anna crossed her arms and gazed at the small shadow gradually disappearing into the depths of the cave. Her face was frosty, and she frowned and snorted coldly.

"Don't bother with this clueless little girl, she's only three months old..."

Amidst the gentle chuckles of comfort, a rustling sound came from behind. Samael, who had been escorting the troublemaker to his punishment and repentance, had circled around and come to Anna's back.

"I was born on the same day as her, why don't you say I'm only three months old too?"

Anna retorted in a muffled voice, her little face full of displeasure.

"A three-month-old baby can't be the partner I once trusted the most, or the goddess Uruk once revered."

"Right? Anna?"

Samael blinked, then smiled and revealed the little secret that only the two of them knew. With a familiar touch, he gently stroked the purple hair with his fingers.

Anna's expression softened after being showered with praise.

"Alright, let's not talk about her during our private time. I'll take you to see something else on your own."

Then, the ancient snake smiled mysteriously, took the small, cold hand whose scales had not yet completely fallen off, and walked towards the burrow it had rebuilt near the snake's home.

As Anna heard Samael's noticeably more intimate and personal tone, the frost on her cheeks gradually melted away.

Inside the spacious cavern illuminated by crystals, a purple-haired loli sat cross-legged on a stool, with a knife, fork, and plate in front of her, her eyes covered by a cloth.

A moment later, Samael, who had been busy in the cave, came over with a tray and a smile. He approached Anna and slightly opened a crack in the wall.

It smells sweet!

It seems somewhat familiar.

The purple-haired loli's nostrils flared, and saliva secreted between her lips and teeth.

"Guess?"

"Butter cake!"

As Anna searched for the awakened memories and confidently uttered the answer, Samael immediately removed the cloth strip from the back of the little girl's head, a smile spreading across his face.

"Correct answer! Ta-da! The finest Uruk dessert specially supplied by Goddess Anna!"

The purple-haired loli stared at the golden, crispy treat in front of her, smeared with cream and honey, her eyes sparkling.

The little girl couldn't wait to pick up her knife and fork, cut off a thick piece, put it on her plate, and take a big bite, letting the wonderful taste bloom on her taste buds.

Mmm! It tastes delicious! Just like the ones Sister Siduri makes!

Anna, like a hamster eating quickly, puffed out her cheeks and buried her head in her food, a strong sense of happiness growing in her heart.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Here, I made fruit porridge with olives and grapes in it. I don't know if you'll like it."

"There's no way around it; the vegetation here Taiyi from that of Mesopotamia, so we definitely can't replicate it using the same materials..."

Samael picked up a soft linen cloth and wiped the white cream from the corners of the purple-haired girl's mouth while ladling out a bowl of fruit porridge to help the little girl, who was eating quickly and hastily, swallow.

"Mmm, another bowl, please!"

Before the ancient snake could patiently explain the shortcomings of the meal, the diner next to him raised his small bowl and gave a satisfied review.

In response, today, under the pretext of punishment, Samael, the troublemaker Athena, was deliberately sent away, and Anna was happily served a series of familiar dishes.

"Eat this! Eat this too!"

"Mmm, I'll eat them all!"

Anna gazed at the dazzling array of beautiful dishes on the table, trying them one by one. She felt that her hands and mouth weren't enough, and she even wished she could swallow the whole table.

"How did you manage to make it taste exactly like Uruk?"

That intense sense of familiarity made the little girl feel as if she were back at the lavish banquet before parting ways with everyone after the war with God Ea, and her eyes were filled with amazement and satisfaction.

"Hmph, of course!"

Samael leaned against the stalactite pillar, arms crossed, chin raised proudly.

"To prepare for this reception, I've used almost everything that was left on Noah's Ark."

"This is a treatment that even Tina has never received, and as for Athena, that troublemaker, she has never even smelled it."

The ancient serpent, adept at understanding people's hearts, knew how to create a sense of happiness through comparison.

When Anna heard her nemesis's name, even though she wanted to remain reserved, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up involuntarily.

Of course, what someone didn't say was that although Tina and he didn't have such lavish meals, the amount of supplies they consumed over ten days was enough to entertain little Anna several times over.

This lavish meal took Anna, who was only three months old, quite half a day to finish before she could barely eat most of it.

"Here, a glass of milk after your meal will help with your development."

After tidying up the table a bit, Samael handed Anna a steaming cup of fresh milk.

The purple-haired loli forced herself to stand up, picked up the cup, and poured the contents into her mouth.

"Pfft! Cough cough!"

However, as soon as she took a sip, the slight bitterness and irritation mixed with the fresh milk flavor caused her to cough slightly, and the milky liquid sprayed from her nose and the corners of her lips.

"Why is ale added to milk?"

"It must have been that nightmare. Merlin is dead!"

When the little girl asked him a question, Samael took the cup, brought it to his nose and sniffed it lightly, then his face darkened.

Merlin is dead!

Anna instinctively replied, filled with righteous indignation and shared hatred. Her small hands grasped at the air, instinctively wanting to pick up something handy and kill the nightmare.

However, the little girl quickly came to her senses and looked suspiciously at Samael, who seemed to be suffering from the same bitterness and hatred.

"No, Merlin was the fastest when we parted ways. You hadn't even set off yet before he left, so how could he have tampered with the supplies!"

"Samael, you did it!"

The thief crying "stop thief!" was exposed, and the wicked smile hidden beneath his sanctimonious facade could no longer be contained.

He clutched his slightly cramping lower abdomen and handed Anna a fine linen cloth, gesturing for her to wipe the suspicious white marks that covered her face.

Tsk, if he wasn't worried about outsiders seeing it, he really wanted to keep Anna in this amusing state.

"Look, we've gotten used to persecuting that old swindler during meals. How about I apologize to Merlin later?"

Samael shrugged insincerely, casually expressing a meager sense of guilt towards some old swindler.

"He did it! Merlin should just die!"

The little girl, having wiped her face clean, promptly blamed Merlin, grinding her teeth as if she were truly being persecuted from afar by that great sage.

Anna, you've gone astray too.

Samael raised an eyebrow, then a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

In the darkness, a great sage dwelling atop a white-purple tower sneezed violently, a chill inexplicably creeping down his spine as a wave of nausea surged from his heart.

Strange, what's wrong with me lately? I always feel restless.

Could it be that a caring and upright Big Brother like me is allergic to the scent of that ferocious beast?

I knew that bringing such a great calamity, born of Human Malice, into a temple where only the innocent could enter would definitely cause problems.

Why not find an excuse to throw it out?

The White-Haired Succubus stroked its chin, its eyes glancing maliciously at a certain Fou bouncing atop a tower.