Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

"What a pity, if only my breasts were half the size of Mother of All's... no, even a third would be enough! That would be absolutely perfect..." Lan Ze thought with a mix of emotions, a touch of regret.

The reason Ishtar's beauty was rated A might be because the deduction was made for her breasts?

If you include the breasts, it should be called Beauty Revealed EX.

Even so, her beauty is breathtaking, and few women in the world can compare to her.

While inwardly marveling at her beauty, Lan Ze's gaze swept over her swan-like white neck, finally settling on her stunningly beautiful face.

Even though Ishtar spoke first, she now seemed a little blushing and shy. A light sheen of sweat appeared on her snow-white neck, and droplets slid down her neck and landed on her thighs, glistening in the dim light.

Her original twin ponytails were naturally draped down, possessing a messy yet beautiful quality.

I have a feeling something's off about Ishtar... Lan Ze walked to the bedside and sat down, gently taking Ishtar's soft little hand in his, and tentatively called out, "Goddess?"

Ishtar looked slightly awkward, her head lowered, and after a long while, she murmured softly, "I am not that arrogant goddess."

Lan Ze was taken aback at first, then stared at Ishtar's shy face, and remembering something, tentatively asked, "Are you Ereshkigal?"

Do you guys switch accounts so casually these days? There wasn't a single sign, Ishtar just logged off?

Ereshkigal bit her lip lightly, feeling a little ashamed, and nodded gently.

No wonder I felt something was off about her; apparently she changed her number sometime ago...?

Lan Ze was unsure whether he should make a move.

Seeing Lan Ze suddenly stop moving, Ereshkigal raised her beautiful, sparkling eyes and murmured, "Aren't we going to continue?"

"Or is it that you prefer that incompetent goddess to me?"

Lan Ze understood this time; Ereshkigal didn't seem to be resisting either.

If it were when she first "went online," she would probably proudly puff out her little chest and scold him and Ishtar for their casual and shameless behavior.

But when she first logged on, she was kissing Lan Ze, so it's clear that Ereshkigal has also fallen for him.

This time, Lan Ze did not hesitate and gently pressed down on her shoulders.

Ereshkigal's body stiffened slightly for a moment, then slowly relaxed.

Lan Ze turned off the lights, and the Spirit Garment disappeared along with the light particles.

A pair of small hands wrapped around his neck, her shy red eyes flickering slightly, but she kept gazing at Lan Ze and wouldn't look away.

Her red eyes, moist and shimmering slightly, held a mixture of trepidation and anticipation as she gazed intently at him.

Lan Ze gently covered himself with the blanket, thus concealing the beautiful scene inside the bed.

The sound of rain pattering against the windowpane filled my ears, and soon after, faint golden particles of light could be seen drifting through the darkness of the room.

That's Ereshkigal's Spirit Garment.

Nearly ten minutes later, the magic gradually filled the entire room. Amid the pattering rain, there seemed to be the slight creaking of the bed and suppressed breathing.

Time slips away silently.

Nearly an hour later, Ereshkigal's hair color seemed to have changed from blonde to raven black.

She slowly opened her red eyes, and when she felt a warm chest pressed against her soft, white back, she turned her head slightly to look at him.

She was confused at first, then her eyes slowly widened.

Then, feeling a slight weakness in her body, after a brief moment of stunned silence, she seemed to remember something. Ishtar's voice trembled as she asked, "Just now... did that guy sneak out?"

Lan Ze was still in a sage mode after replenishing and consuming magic power. Upon hearing this, he was slightly taken aback and asked, "You are... Ishtar?"

This statement is essentially a response to Ishtar, implying that Ereshkigal just logged in.

Ishtar's eyes glazed over for a moment.

She painstakingly snatched a spot in the Holy Grail War from her mother, calmed the extremely curious little girl, and only after coaxing her to sleep did she run out to find Lan Ze, intending to satisfy her own desires and replenish her magic power.

As a result... I didn't get to experience anything; someone else took my account halfway through?!

Ishtar was so angry she was about to explode.

Lan Ze seemed oblivious to this scene, gently embracing her slender waist from behind, burying his face in her hair and inhaling her faint fragrance.

But Ishtar was clearly in a terrible mood, and angrily tried to push him away, saying coldly, "Don't touch me!"

As she spoke, she got up, intending to leave the room and rush out for a walk to clear her head.

Before she could even get up, she suddenly felt a warm breath gently caressing her shoulder from behind. Ishtar's body tensed instinctively, then softened again.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem to matter?

Let's just let the Goddess of the Underworld have her for now... we can replenish our magic power anyway, can't we?

She shifted her delicate body awkwardly in Lan Ze's arms.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, reached out a finger to stroke Lan Ze's face, and revealed a gentle, charming smile, "If it was Ereshkigal just now, now it's my turn, right?"

The rain gradually stopped in the latter half of the night.

Medea, dressed in a witch's robe, appeared unremarkable but possessed a captivating figure, emerging from the basement.

She originally planned to first convert the Tohsaka Family's basement to ensure the safety of the two Masters.

But from the very beginning, she felt her Master's magical power decrease, and then after a while, the decreased magical power would recover.

After jumping back and forth like this several times, Medea finally couldn't take it anymore.

Once or twice is one thing, but to repeat this five or six times is just too strange.

Even if this Master is studying some kind of Magecraft, there's no need to consume so much magical energy.

Moreover, the magic power is replenished shortly after each use.

It's incredibly bizarre.

Most importantly, she always felt that the magic supplied to her body seemed different from what it was at the beginning.

The magical energy transmitted into her body seemed to contain some of the magical energy of other Servant.

Medea stepped out of the basement and walked along the corridor until she unknowingly arrived in the hall.

After glancing around, she held her breath, closed her eyes slightly, and sensed the flow of magic around her.

Then, his gaze fell directly on the closed room at the end of the corridor.

"Is it there...?"

She murmured to herself and walked towards the door.

Servant are able to sense the location of their Master, and Medea is Divine Era Magus from the Age of Gods. Although her close combat skills are mediocre, her Magecraft prowess is absolutely top-notch.

Upon reaching the door, Medea slightly raised her hand and gently knocked.

"Master, are you in your room?"

There was no reply from inside the room, but Ishtar's body, which had been immersed in pleasure, visibly stiffened, and she almost made a sound.

But Lan Ze reacted quickly, immediately raising his hand to gently cover Ishtar's small mouth, and calmly asked, "Is it Medea?"

Ishtar glanced furtively at Lan Ze, her red eyes flashing slightly. She remained lying on her side, motionless, listening to their conversation.

"Master... are you alright?" Medea asked tentatively.

"It's nothing, I'm doing great right now... Why are you suddenly asking about this?" Lan Ze asked curiously.

"When I was in the basement just now, I felt that the magic you supplied to my body seemed different from the beginning, and your magic was sometimes draining and sometimes replenishing quickly, so I'm a little worried about your health," Medea said, looking at the closed door.

Ishtar narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Lan Ze.

Come to think of it, the woman outside keeps calling him "master," which means she's Lan Ze's Servant, right?

But isn't Aizawa a Servant?

Why would Servant form a contract with another Servant?

Servant's Servant...? This is so strange!

Moreover, just by listening to the voice, it's not hard to tell that the woman at the door is probably a very beautiful Servant... As Ishtar thought of this, she stared at Lan Ze with an unfriendly gaze.

Lan Ze gently patted her shoulder to comfort her, but Ishtar immediately turned her face away haughtily, ignoring him.

Lan Ze poked her face with his finger, Ishtar immediately brushed his hand away.

Lan Ze poked her again, Ishtar twisted her waist as if in a huff, silently protesting to Lan Ze.

He intended to continue poking Ishtar's cheeks, but with Ishtar's simple twisting of her waist, Lan Ze's body involuntarily stiffened.

Ishtar's swaying motion also stopped, and then she glanced back at him reproachfully, her expression instantly exuding charm.

"Master...?"

At this moment, Medea couldn't help but call out softly with some doubt. Her eyes flickered slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

Why has the Master's magical power suddenly decreased so much...?

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she suddenly felt her Master's magic power rapidly returning.

At that moment, Lan Ze's calm voice came from the room. "I'm fine, you go ahead and do your work, I'll come find you later."

Medea hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. "Alright, then be careful, Master."

Hearing the footsteps at the door gradually fade away, Lan Ze breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm around Ishtar's slender waist, and whispered, "Medea is a Caster from the Black Faction. I saved her not long ago, and she became my Servant after that."

"Why are you explaining this to me? I don't care about such a small thing." Ishtar feigned indifference and tried to push him away.

"And don't touch me!"

"But I haven't calmed down yet."

Lan Ze didn't give up; he wanted to hold her.

But at this moment, the Heavenly Ark suddenly appeared quietly, its light gathering in front of Heavenly Ark, and its magic cannon aimed at Lan Ze.

"Hmm... I think I've suddenly calmed down." Lan Ze stared speechlessly at the bow-shaped Heavenly Ark Ma'anna in front of him, gradually calming down, and had no choice but to release Ishtar.

The sound of rain entered the room clearly and reached the ears of the two people.

After an unknown amount of time, Ishtar quietly opened her eyes. Feeling that the boy behind her seemed to be motionless, she couldn't help but secretly turn around for a glance.

He was sleeping...

Ishtar frowned slightly, a surge of displeasure rising within her.

Couldn't this guy just hold on a little longer?

If she had just held on a little longer, she would have put Ma'anna away... Just now, she was merely expressing her dissatisfaction symbolically.

How can this guy have such poor willpower...?

However, out of pride, the haughty Ishtar did not speak up and remained silent.

The clock in the living room ticked away, its sound faintly reaching my ears. Half an hour later, Ishtar finally couldn't resist any longer and leaned her soft body closer, gently patting Lan Ze's face.

"Hey... wake up..."

Lan Ze ignored him and slept soundly with his eyes closed.

"Is my charm less important than sleep...?" Ishtar bit her lip lightly, looking somewhat unhappy.

But she is an arrogant Goddess of Heaven and would never ask for help.

They were the ones who came to her for favors.

Not to mention a mere Divine Messenger.

After a while, Ishtar's red Lan Ze seemed to blaze with tangible anger as she stared at Aizawa, who was sleeping like a couch potato, too lazy to even move, and she was furious.

Then, as if she had suddenly thought of an interesting idea, she stared intently at the sleeping boy, her originally indifferent gaze gradually softening, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, as a mischievous thought began to spread in her mind.

Lan Ze quietly opened his eyes, and vaguely seemed to see Ishtar's charming face and slightly disheveled hair. He then quietly closed his eyes again.

I never expected that pretending to be asleep could have such advantages. I originally just intended to tease Ishtar, but now...

If she suddenly woke up now... she'd probably be furious and fight him to the death.

Lan Ze closed his eyes again, pretending to fall into a deep sleep.

Let's just treat it as a dream.