Ereshkigal turned around and looked at Chen Li, who was watching her. A relaxed, delighted smile appeared on her face.
Just as Ereshkigal wanted to express her gratitude and joy at their reunion, her passive, introverted nature left her too afraid to make any move.
Chen Li's hand landed atop Ereshkigal's head and gently rubbed it.
[Hoping to receive the poet's affection again] (Red).
No matter when or where, the Miraculous Forger would always answer another's expectations.
Knowing that they would meet again countless years later, Chen Li had only responded to Ishtar and Ereshkigal.
But... could something of this level really be considered affection?
Just how starved for love was this child, Ereshkigal?
The moment she felt that warmth atop her head, Ereshkigal's face instantly turned scarlet.
The words already at her lips turned into a stammer. "M-Mr. Poet... I, I..." As white steam burst from above Ereshkigal's head, her golden hair instantly faded from the tips back into long black hair.
Seeing the red [Hoping to receive the poet's affection again] disappear and turn into the red aspiration [Sooner or later, I'll take fierce revenge on that hateful poet], Chen Li's smile gradually faded.
It was as though an unrivaled luxury cat—one that would not run around at night and would gently snuggle against you when you had free time—had been possessed by a horrible, rotten cat.
A cat that caught cockroaches, put them in an old man's bowl, claimed they were dates, and made an old lady wear a bikini while running around a campus.
Naturally, he was in a bad mood.
Compared to Ereshkigal's red aspiration, which was pleasing just to look at, Ishtar's aspiration was far less pleasant.
However, since this aspiration had been decided by the current Ishtar, and her personality had changed after