Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

First you tell me to eat, then you don't let me eat—what exactly do you want?

"Do you think I'm more important, or is the food more important?" Ishtar asked with a beaming smile.

"Ah, this..."

Lan Ze was momentarily speechless.

One is a person, the other is food; how are you supposed to compare the two?

When it comes down to it, why would anyone compare themselves to food in the first place?

At this moment, several options appeared before his eyes.

Task 1: Give Ishtar an affirmative response: Yes, my Goddess, you are a feast for the eyes; compared to food, I want you more right now.

Task 2: Deny Ishtar and tell her: Naturally, food is more important. Why would you think you are comparable to food, you bitch.

Lan Ze's body stiffened slightly.

"..."

"System, come out! I promise I won't beat you to death! I guarantee I absolutely did not have the thought of insulting Ishtar just now, so why are these kinds of options appearing?!" A moment later, he roared in his heart.

"Reasonable arrangements are made based on the current environment; this is basic common sense."

"Furthermore, you were indeed tempted by the Goddess of Beauty just now, and even imagined a scene of her lying on the table looking like a feast for the eyes."

"Pah, isn't it normal for a man to have some lewd thoughts?!" Lan Ze feigned anger.

"Besides, what if one day I get teased and can't suppress my urges, leading to an impulse?"

The System remained silent for a long time before its cold, emotionless voice suggested: "It is recommended that the host engage in mating with a female as soon as possible to satisfy psychological desires; the possibility of such tasks appearing in the future will then decrease."

Damn it.

After weighing his options, Lan Ze ultimately chose Task 1.

"Yes, my Goddess, you are a feast for the eyes; compared to food, I want you more right now," he said with an expressionless face.

Ishtar froze.

However, contrary to what Lan Ze had imagined, the Goddess of Beauty was not angry at all. Instead, after her moment of stupor, she gave Lan Ze an extra, slightly surprised look.

"You really have guts, daring to speak to me like that."

But thinking about it carefully, he was, after all, someone favored by "Mother," so it would be surprising if he didn't have some extraordinary qualities.

"That's fine," Ishtar suddenly said.

Lan Ze: "?"

Lan Ze asked tentatively: "My Goddess, what exactly is 'fine'..."

He thought to himself that he hadn't skipped any plot points, so had he missed some dialogue in between?

Ishtar crossed her arms and gave a light huff: "Do you really need me to spell it out? I accept your confession. From now on, you don't need to call me 'my Goddess'; just call me Ishtar!"

A strand of hair fell across her soft, fair cheek. Seen from the side, her face had a pure, flawless, and three-dimensional quality, with a faint blush on her cheeks. It was clear that despite her calm demeanor, she was still somewhat embarrassed.

In truth, she hadn't been interested in Lan Ze originally; she just wanted to snatch someone away from the Goddess of the Underworld. To put it bluntly, she simply wanted to NTR Ereshkigal.

But now, her interest had been magnified infinitely.

After all, he was someone chosen by Mother.

And as for his looks, he was actually not much inferior to Gilgamesh, though that Golden Flash looked a bit more robust, while Lan Ze didn't seem to have much muscle.

But that's not bad, is it?

Being a bit weaker makes it easier to bully.

A mischievous smirk appeared on Ishtar's face involuntarily. Those originally magnificent red eyes were now flickering with a faint golden luster. That look was truly like a demon's, yet it possessed a unique, seductive power.

"Follow me to the side hall," she said softly.

It wasn't until Ishtar entered the side hall that Lan Ze snapped out of his daze.

He had never imagined that the "hellish options" he thought he had been given would actually produce such a miraculous effect. One dared to say it, and the other dared to accept it—it truly exceeded Lan Ze's imagination.

Lan Ze rubbed his face, looking at his surroundings to confirm that what he was seeing wasn't a hallucination, but something that had actually happened.

Just as Lan Ze was about to step forward to follow Ishtar, a beautiful singing voice suddenly reached his ears.

The singing seemed very far away, yet for some reason, it also felt very, very close.

It was as if it were coming from the bottom of his heart.

"Aaaaa!!"

The moment he heard the singing, Lan Ze's footsteps came to a dead halt, and he turned his head to look around in shock and suspicion.

The empty hall had no obstacles, and it was impossible to see Tiamat.

Yet, he had clearly heard the song of the Mother of All just now.

And he could even discern the meaning of that song.

She was saying—

...No doing bad things!

"Is it my imagination...?" Lan Ze rubbed the back of his head, feeling a bit dazed.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and come in!" Ishtar's voice drifted from the side chamber, pulling Lan Ze back to reality.

Regardless, I should see what kind of mischief Ishtar is up to first... Lan Ze shook his head, brushing the thoughts from his mind, and stepped into the side chamber.

When Lan Ze entered, he saw a large, soft bed. Ishtar was sitting on the edge, her twin-tails already let down and cascading naturally down her back. With her arms crossed, her appearance was quite different from before, enough to leave Lan Ze momentarily stunned.

So this goddess actually has breasts...

Hmm... they seem to be a bit bigger than that big loli's back home, too.

Noticing Lan Ze's gaze, Ishtar shot him a look and said, "Come over here. What are you standing there blankly for?"

Her tone was remarkably calm, as if everything were under her control.

This was the composure of a goddess; when facing a mere human, all she had to do was crook her finger, and taking him for herself would be a trivial matter.

Regardless of whether the other party possessed the Blessing of the Creation Mother Goddess.

Lan Ze walked to the bed and sat down, feeling an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Although he had just spent three days being held like a body pillow by Tiamat, that Creation Mother Goddess was, at the end of the day, quite simple-minded.

Tiamat had held her child and done nothing else; she had truly just been sleeping.

But Ishtar was different...

This was evident from her current behavior.

Ishtar crossed her legs, glanced at the young man beside her, and revealed a mischievous smile: "Heh, you look really nervous."

This was only natural. They were currently sitting in a room where no one could possibly disturb them, and combined with the ambiguous words Lan Ze had just said—"I want you more than food"—it was easy to imagine what kind of situation would unfold as the plot progressed.

"So, what do you want to do next?" Ishtar's cool fingers rested on Lan Ze's cheek, her face wearing an undisguised, teasing smile. Her little-devil personality was no longer being held back.

"Goddess—" Lan Ze started to speak, but was immediately silenced by Ishtar's gaze.

"Alright... Ishtar, are you serious right now?" Lan Ze still found it hard to believe.

Everything was progressing too smoothly, which made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Of course I'm serious. Do you think I'm the type of goddess who would agree to someone's advances for no reason?" Ishtar hummed lightly. "This is my affirmation of you, you know?"

She wasn't lying. As the Goddess of Beauty who ruled over Venus, anyone who could catch Ishtar's eye had to have something extraordinary about them.

"Does that mean I, a normal person, should feel honored?"

"Of course... well, actually, it's not quite that deep," Ishtar glanced at him. "You have the Mother's blessing, so in a sense, you're no longer in the category of a normal person."

"And..." she paused, seemingly hesitant to continue.

She had previously seen the Divine Era Magic left on Lan Ze, which seemed to have been cast by someone else. Judging by the magical energy at the time, it was definitely a formidable existence.

But looking at Lan Ze's behavior, he didn't seem to know about it.

And now, the Divine Era Magic on him had vanished... it was truly difficult to understand what had happened.

"And?" Lan Ze repeated.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Ishtar shook her head. "Anyway, it's not right for you to be so lacking in confidence when you're clearly no longer an ordinary person. You won't be able to be my lover like that."

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"

Ishtar hummed in annoyance: "Since you know, stop asking questions you already know the answer to."

As she spoke, she coughed lightly. "Then, I want to ask you one last question."

"What is it?" Lan Ze asked.

"Can you tell me where your blessing actually came from?" Ishtar finally showed her hand. Her fingers gently stroked Lan Ze's cheek before she grabbed one of his hands, her alluring eyes slightly moist.

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out. How could such a bizarre thing happen?

Logically, "Mother" should no longer be in this world. Long ago, Tiamat had been exiled to a void, an Imaginary Number World that wasn't even death—a place unreachable by ordinary people, or even gods.

It was impossible for Lan Ze to have run into the Imaginary Number World, right?

Even if he had, the sleeping "Mother" shouldn't have easily given him her blessing.

"You might not believe it if I tell you," Lan Ze said earnestly.

"Let's hear it." Ishtar stared intently at Lan Ze.

"Mother gave it to me in a dream," Lan Ze said.

Ishtar: "?"

The gentle, lovely appearance of the Goddess of Venus vanished instantly. Her beautiful red eyes sharpened, and she leaned in close to Lan Ze, staring into his eyes: "Are you playing with me?"

"No, I'm serious, Ishtar," Lan Ze replied helplessly.

But Ishtar clearly didn't believe him. She had been gentle just a moment ago, but now she was eyeing Lan Ze with ill intent: "Since you refuse to tell the truth, I'll have to resort to interrogation."

I knew there was no such thing as a free lunch; how could this goddess give out benefits so easily... Watching Ishtar's dangerous gaze, Lan Ze subconsciously shifted backward, looking for the direction to escape the Temple, while asking calmly: "Interrogation?"

"It means tying you up and torturing you," Ishtar stood up. "This is your last chance. Why do you have 'Mother's' blessing?"

"It really was given to me by your mother in a dream," Lan Ze said sincerely.

Ishtar finally couldn't take it anymore; she raised her hand and lunged at Lan Ze, "Since you refuse to tell the truth, then—"

Lan Ze secretly lifted his finger slightly, and a golden ring of light quietly bloomed behind him.

However, before he could react, he suddenly discovered that Ishtar, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, was now frozen as if she had crashed.

"Ishtar...?" Lan Ze stood up and glanced at her, but the girl gave no response at all, as if time had been paused for her.

Only at this moment did Lan Ze truly observe the appearance of this goddess; she had a slender figure, covered by only a few pieces of fabric, with skin like congealed fat and eyes that sparkled with brilliance.

Aside from the chest being a bit regrettable, she was indeed an impeccable goddess... Lan Ze sighed inwardly, while simultaneously taking a peek at the goddess's chest.

What had suddenly happened to this goddess?

Lan Ze was somewhat puzzled; he circled around her, his eyes filled with confusion as he called out again:

"Ishtar—"

However, before his voice had completely faded, he saw Ishtar suddenly open her eyes.

Those originally crystal-clear red eyes now held a hint of obscure darkness.

"No need to shout, she is already asleep," Ishtar said in a cold voice.

No, she was not Ishtar, but the Goddess of the Underworld, Ereshkigal, who had borrowed her sister's body to appear on the surface.

Lan Ze recognized the girl's true identity and asked tentatively: "Ereshkigal...?"

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