Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Do you want me to eat, or not eat? What exactly do you want?

"Which do you think is more important, me or food?" Ishtar asked with a smile.

"Uh, well..."

Lan Ze was speechless for a moment.

One was a person, and the other was food. How was he supposed to compare them?

More importantly, why would anyone compare themselves to food?

At that moment, several options appeared before his eyes.

[task 1: Give Ishtar an affirmative response: Yes, Goddess, you are a feast for the eyes. Compared to food, I want you more right now.]

[Task 2: Deny Ishtar and tell her: Of course food is more important. Why do you think you can be mentioned in the same breath as food, bitch?]

Lan Ze's body stiffened slightly.

"..."

"System, come out here! I swear I won't beat you to death! I guarantee I never intended to insult Ishtar just now, so why is there an option like this?!" he roared inwardly after a moment.

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

"Also, you were indeed attracted to the Goddess of Beauty just now. You even imagined her lying on a table, looking delicious enough to eat."

"Pah! Isn't it perfectly normal for a man to have a few horny thoughts?!" Lan Ze pretended to be angry.

"And what if someday, after being teased a little, I can't keep it down and get an urge?"

The system remained silent for a long while before suggesting in an emotionless, icy voice, "It is recommended that the host copulate with a female as soon as possible to satisfy his psychological desires. The likelihood of such tasks appearing in the future will then decrease."

Damn it.

After much consideration, Lan Ze ultimately chose task 1.

"Yes, Goddess, you are a feast for the eyes. Compared to food, I want you more right now," he said expressionlessly.

Ishtar froze.

However, contrary to Lan Ze's expectations, the Goddess of Beauty was not angry. After her daze, she instead gave him another look, seeming somewhat surprised.

"You really have some nerve, don't you? To dare speak to me like that."

But on second thought, he was someone favored by "Mother." It would have been stranger if he had nothing exceptional about him.

"Fine," Ishtar suddenly said.

Lan Ze: "?"

Lan Ze cautiously asked, "Goddess, what do you mean by 'fine'...?"

It didn't seem like I skipped any part of the plot. Was there some dialogue in the middle that I missed?

Ishtar crossed her arms and gave a soft snort. "Do I have to spell it out so clearly? I accept your confession. From now on, you don't need to call me Goddess. Just call me Ishtar!"

A thin strand of hair fell over her smooth, fair face. From the side, her features had a clean, flawless sense of depth. A faint blush colored her cheeks; clearly, despite acting so composed, she was still a little embarrassed.

Originally, she had not been interested in Lan Ze at all. She had merely wanted to steal him 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 Mother had taken a liking to.

And in terms of appearance, he was no less impressive than Gilgamesh. It was only that Golden Flash looked sturdier, while Lan Ze did not seem to have much muscle.

Still, wasn't that fine too?

The weaker he was, the easier he would be to bully.

An unconsciously malicious smile appeared on Ishtar's face. Her originally splendid crimson eyes now glimmered with a faint golden radiance. Her gaze truly resembled that of a demon, yet it possessed a different kind of allure.

"Come to the side hall with me," she said softly.

It was only after Ishtar entered the side hall that Lan Ze snapped out of his daze.

He had never expected the option he considered utterly cursed to have such an extraordinary effect. One had dared to say it, and the other had dared to accept it. It was truly beyond Lan Ze's imagination.

Lan Ze rubbed his face and looked around, confirming that what he saw was not an illusion, but something that had truly happened.

Just as Lan Ze was about to follow Ishtar, a beautiful song suddenly reached his ears.

The singing seemed very far away, but for some reason, it also seemed incredibly close.

It was as though it had arisen from the depths of his heart.

"Aaaaa!!"

The instant he heard that song, Lan Ze's steps came to an abrupt halt. He turned his head in uncertainty and looked around.

There was not the slightest obstruction in the empty hall, much less any sign of Tiamat.

But he had clearly heard Mother of All's singing just now.

And he could even understand the meaning behind it.

She had said—

...No doing bad things!

"Was that just my imagination...?" Lan Ze scratched the back of his head, somewhat bewildered.

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

In any case, he should first see what Ishtar was trying to pull... Lan Ze shook his head, dispelled the thoughts in his mind, and walked into the side hall.

When Lan Ze entered the side hall, he saw a large, soft bed. Ishtar sat at its edge, her twin tails already loosened and naturally draped over her back. With her arms crossed, she looked quite different from before, so much so that Lan Ze could not help staring blankly.

So this goddess actually had breasts...

Hmm... They seemed a little bigger than the big loli back home, too.

Noticing Lan Ze's gaze, Ishtar glanced at him. "Come over here. What are you standing there blankly for?"

Her tone was exceptionally calm, as though everything was under her control.

This was the composure of a goddess. When facing a human, all she needed to do was crook a finger. Taking down a mere human would naturally be effortless.

Whether or not he possessed the Blessing of the Creation Mother Goddess.

Lan Ze walked over and sat by the bed. For no particular reason, he felt a little pressured.

Although Mother of All had just held him as a body pillow and slept with him for three days, the Creation Mother Goddess was relatively innocent, after all.

Mother of All had done nothing while holding her child. She had truly only held him while sleeping.

But Ishtar was different...

That much was obvious from how she was behaving now.

Ishtar crossed her legs and glanced at the boy beside her, a malicious smile on her face. "Heh heh, you really do look nervous."

That was only natural. They were sitting in a room where no one could possibly interrupt them, and on top of that, Lan Ze had just said something as suggestive as "I want you more than food." Even without imagining much, it was clear what sort of situation would unfold if things continued according to the script.

"What do you want to do next?" Ishtar placed her slightly cool fingers against Lan Ze's cheek, openly wearing a teasing smile. Her little-devil personality finally no longer bothered to hide itself.

"Goddess—" Lan Ze had just begun to speak when Ishtar's gaze immediately stopped him.

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

Everything had gone too smoothly, and he was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

"Of course I'm serious. Do you think I'm the kind of goddess who would agree to someone's confession for no reason?" Ishtar gave a soft snort. "This is my acknowledgment of you, you know?"

She was not lying. As the Goddess of Beauty who ruled Venus, those Ishtar took an interest in all possessed some extraordinary quality.

"So a normal person like me should feel honored?"

"Of course... Well, not necessarily," Ishtar said, glancing at him. "You have Mother's blessing. In a sense, you've already fallen outside the category of normal humans."

"And..." She paused, seeming as though she wanted to say something but held herself back.

She had previously seen traces of Divine Era Magic on Lan Ze. It seemed to have been placed on him by someone, and judging from the magical power she sensed then, that person was definitely an extraordinarily powerful being.

Yet from Lan Ze's behavior, he seemed unaware of 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, you're clearly no ordinary person, yet you still lack so much confidence. That simply won't do. You can't be my lover like this."

"Was that a compliment?"

Ishtar gave an extremely displeased snort. "If you know that, then stop asking questions you already know the answer to."

As she spoke, she gave a light cough. "Then, there's one last question I want to ask you."

"What is it?" Lan Ze asked.

"Can you tell me where exactly your blessing came from?" Ishtar finally revealed her dagger. Her fingers gently brushed Lan Ze's cheek before she took one of his hands, her seductive eyes looking faintly moist.

No matter how she thought about it, she could not understand how something so bizarre was possible.

By all rights, "Mother" should no longer have been in this world. Long ago, Tiamat had been exiled to a void, an Imaginary Number World that could not even truly be called death. It was a place beyond the reach of ordinary people, even gods.

Lan Ze could not possibly have entered the Imaginary Number World, could he?

Even if he had, the sleeping "Mother" could not have casually given him her blessing.

"You might not believe me if I tell you," Lan Ze said seriously.

"Go ahead," Ishtar said, staring at Lan Ze.

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

Ishtar: "?"

The Venus goddess's gentle and lovely demeanor instantly vanished. Her beautiful crimson eyes sharpened considerably as she brought her face close to Lan Ze's and stared into his eyes. "Are you messing with me?"

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

But Ishtar clearly did not believe him. She had been gentle and sweet only moments ago, yet now she fixed Lan Ze with an unfriendly gaze. "Since you refuse to tell the truth, I'll have to use interrogation methods."

I knew it couldn't be this good. How could this goddess possibly hand out benefits so easily... Seeing Ishtar's dangerous gaze, Lan Ze instinctively shifted back, searching for a route out of the temple while asking casually, "Interrogation?"

"I'll tie you up and torture you, of course." Ishtar stood up. "This is your last chance. Why do you have Mother's blessing?"

"My mom really gave it to me in a dream," Lan Ze said sincerely.

Ishtar finally could not endure it any longer. She raised her hand toward Lan Ze. "Since you refuse to tell the truth, then—"

Lan Ze secretly raised a finger slightly, and a golden halo quietly bloomed behind him.

However, before he could react, he suddenly discovered that Ishtar, who had just been so aggressive, had gone completely still as though she had crashed.

"Ishtar...?" Lan Ze stood and looked at her, but the girl gave no response at all, as though time had stopped around her.

Only then did Lan Ze truly get a good look at the goddess. She was tall and slender, with only several strips of fabric covering her body. Her skin was as smooth as cream, and every glance of hers was radiant.

Other than the regrettable size of her chest, she really was a flawless goddess... Lan Ze sighed inwardly as he glanced at the goddess's chest.

What had suddenly happened to this goddess?

Lan Ze was somewhat confused. He circled around her, then called out again with a puzzled gaze:

"Ishtar—"

Before his voice had fully faded, however, he saw Ishtar abruptly open her eyes.

Those originally crystal-clear crimson eyes now contained a concealed hint of darkness.

"No need to call her. She's asleep now," Ishtar said in an indifferent voice.

No, she was not Ishtar. She was Ereshkigal, the Goddess of the Underworld who had appeared on the surface by borrowing her younger sister's body.

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

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