Glory Belongs to Greece, Greatness Belongs to Rome!

Of course, the two adults colluding to exploit child labor naturally had no intention of listening to some brat's protest.

Now things were perfect. With Tamamo no Mae watching over Rome, its military and government could already function without issue, leaving him free to remain aboard the Argo and command the overall situation.

With another troublesome matter resolved, Samael found himself increasingly satisfied with the Fox Spirit before him. He immediately borrowed the paper and pen on the desk, wrote and sketched a few things, then handed them to Tamamo no Mae.

The Fox Spirit's ears twitched as she gave him a coquettish look and teased him with a smile.

"Writing me a love letter already?"

"They're some notes on cooking and seasonings, along with the locations of several hot springs at Hot Spring Pass that are suitable for bathing. You've been quite well-behaved lately, so they're a gift. Give them back if you don't want them!"

Samael had gradually become immune to this enchantress's habitual teasing. He gave a displeased snort and raised his hand to snatch back the few thin sheets of paper.

Cooking and hot springs?

"Who takes back a gift once it's been given?"

Tamamo no Mae's eyes lit up. As she spoke, she tightly gripped the parchment in her hand and stuffed it straight into the valley between her breasts.

This damned fox!

Samael glanced at those two bouncing rabbits, cursed inwardly, and could only withdraw his hand.

Seeing the ancient serpent retreat, Tamamo no Mae pulled out the papers again and examined them closely, the smile on her face growing ever brighter.

"By the way, how did you know I had these two hobbies? Have you already gotten to know me that well?"

"..."

"Is this a direct confession? Oh my, how bold."

"If