Let's Get Married

The Underworld's sea of flowers and fertile black mud brought unprecedented vitality to this land of deathly silence.

Looking down from the hill into the valley, riotous colors and competing blossoms bloomed in profusion, giving off wafts of fragrance that drew bees and butterflies to dance among them.

Amid the flowers, Ereshkigal held Mother Goddess Tiamat's hand and introduced the precious plants she had cultivated, one by one, as though reciting treasures from her collection.

"Mother Goddess, look, this is Variety 1, Red Rose. An upright shrub that can grow up to two meters tall; its stems are thick and grow in clusters; its branchlets are densely covered in fuzz, with prickles and glandular hairs. Its pale yellow bark prickles may be straight or curved, and are covered in fuzz..."

"Those over there are irises, Number 7. Their flowers come in white, yellow, green, blue, and many other colors..."

"On the left is Number 21, Camel Thorn. Its calyx is bell-shaped, its calyx teeth triangular or awl-shaped triangular, its corolla dark purplish-red, its banner petal obovate-oblong, its wing petals oblong, and its ovary linear..."

"Mother Goddess, let me tell you, when he first came to the Underworld, he was only this small. He looked so obedient, but he was actually incredibly good at deceiving people!"

While admiring the flowers, Ereshkigal did not forget to criticize a certain long worm who had harbored ill intentions from the very beginning.

Mother of Origin listened quietly. As her Cross Star Pupils subtly studied Ereshkigal, she clearly saw the glow called "happiness" spread across her face whenever she spoke of these things.

"Do you like Samael?"

The sudden question in her ear made Ereshkigal catch her breath. Her pretty face flushed red as she hurriedly clutched her golden hair, shook her head, turned away,