Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Ishtar let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, and then, after her satisfaction, the goddess looked down at the sleeping boy, her eyes showing a hint of anger.

"Go to sleep like a log!"

Such a beautiful girl was in the same room with him late at night, and all she did was fall asleep right away.

Fortunately, she is smart and not the kind of rigid goddess who knows how to be flexible.

Let him sleep if he wants; we can do it ourselves anyway...

Thinking of this, Ishtar was about to get up and leave.

Suddenly, she felt a chest gently pressing against her back.

She was taken aback at first, then her body tensed up.

Then, she slowly turned her head and looked up. When she saw Lan Ze with his eyes open, her eyes widened in surprise. "You're awake...?"

She suddenly realized. "Wait... you were pretending to be asleep?!"

"I just woke up." Lan Ze yawned, indicating that he had been sleeping the whole time.

However, Ishtar clearly didn't believe her. She turned her head and stared into Lan Ze's eyes, suddenly becoming furious, and shouted angrily, "You were pretending to be asleep just now, deliberately trying to make fun of me!"

"If that's the case, why did you deliberately wake up now?" she pressed Lan Ze.

"I just saw you were planning to leave and wanted to persuade you to stay," Lan Ze said with a smile.

"What's the use of trying to keep me now? I've already replenished my magic power, you're of no use anymore!" Ishtar sneered, pushing Lan Ze away, but felt deeply ashamed.

What did I just do?!

He was pretending to be asleep, and while he was pretending to be asleep...

Just thinking about those images made Ishtar's body tremble slightly.

Feeling the warm embrace of the boy behind her, she couldn't bear to stay any longer and wanted to get out of bed and leave.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her slender waist, and a warm breath wafted from her snow-white neck. Ishtar's body softened involuntarily, but she still said fiercely:

"Let go now, or my Ma'anna will—"

Before she could finish her threat, she paused slightly, then instinctively covered her mouth and gave Lan Ze a charming glare.

After a while, Ishtar finally calmed down and said angrily in a low voice:

Even if you kneel down and lick my feet to apologize, I will never forgive you.

She was a proud Goddess of Heaven, the most beloved deity among the gods in the past. When had she ever been so neglected as she was tonight, and had to fend for herself in the end?

She would have to make him apologize for at least three consecutive days before she would consider forgiving Lan Ze.

Another half hour passed.

"Waaah... I was wrong..."

"Divine Messenger..."

"I... I know I was wrong..."

Ishtar's weak, tearful pleas for mercy echoed from inside the room.

At dawn, Ishtar returned to Einsbern Castle.

Last night's torrential rain has turned into a light drizzle, the streets are shrouded in mist, and the ground is covered in a white fog.

Ishtar opened the window, and riding in Ma'anna, humming a relaxing tune, she returned to her room contentedly.

Although there was a slight unpleasantness at the end, she was still in a good mood after exchanging magic with him tonight.

The only regret was that her opponent suddenly attacked her at the end, catching her completely off guard.

Recalling what happened when she was about to leave, Ishtar felt an overwhelming sense of shame.

Tonight's pleas for mercy will be a stain on the Goddess of Heaven's life!

But... we can just pin the blame on Ereshkigal then, since nobody knows the truth anyway, right?

As Ishtar thought of this, she relaxed slightly and looked at the little girl sitting in the living room.

"Master, you're awake so early?" Ishtar asked.

Illya smiled slightly, "I'm an android, so it's okay for me to have less rest time."

They'll never grow up anyway.

Illya lowered her eyes and glanced at her body, as if thinking of something regrettable, and sighed softly.

She quickly gathered her thoughts and looked at Ishtar, asking, "Archer, you said last night you were going to see your older brother, did you really go?"

Ishtar nodded. "I went... Why did you suddenly ask that?"

Illya blinked at her in confusion. "Why did you take so long?"

Ishtar paused slightly, her small mouth slightly open, but she couldn't utter a word.

Even with her lawless personality, she wouldn't dare say things like, "I slept with the older brother you mentioned last night."

Under Illya's unwavering gaze, Ishtar scoffed, "He was disrespectful to the gods. I taught him a lesson last night; it took me a while."

As she spoke, recalling some of the scenes from just now and her embarrassing voice, her cheeks flushed slightly, clearly showing some embarrassment.

But Illya clearly didn't know the Goddess of Heaven was boasting. Her eyes widened slightly, and she quickly got up and went to Ishtar, urgently asking, "What did you do to him?"

"Is he alright now?"

Seemingly feeling that this was a bit too hasty, Illya added, "Caster is Servant of my faction, so it's better to avoid infighting."

Ishtar hummed in agreement. "Don't worry, he's fine. I just gave him a little lesson; he wasn't hurt at all."

Seeing Illya visibly relieved, Ishtar recalled certain scenes from when she was about to leave, and her embarrassing pleas for mercy, and couldn't help but silently cover her face.

Lan Ze left the room and, as he passed through the living room, saw Medea sitting on the sofa.

She seemed very patient; she could just sit there blankly without getting bored.

"Medea," Lan Ze coughed lightly and called out softly.

Medea snapped out of her reverie, turned to look at the boy behind her, smiled, and pointed to the sofa beside her.

"Sit down and let's talk, Master."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the boy sitting on the soft sofa, her eyes filled with a complicated expression.

"Master, your magic... seems a little different than before," Medea said quietly.

Lan Ze paused for a moment, then chuckled, "It's probably because using Magecraft depletes your mana, and the mana you receive from your Master afterward is different from what you had before."

"Isn't it because we exchanged magic?" Medea whispered.

Lan Ze's body stiffened slightly, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Although she phrased it rather tactfully, what she meant was roughly: I know what you were doing last night.

Medea didn't press the matter further. After all, she was the one who had interrupted someone else's good time last night, so she was naturally too embarrassed to ask her Master what he had been doing all night.

Seeing Medea's attitude, Lan Ze understood her meaning and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was Medea who knew about this; if it had been anyone else, they probably would have kept asking questions.

"How is your recovery going?" Lan Ze asked.

Medea nodded slightly, a bewitching smile playing on her lips, "You've almost fully recovered."

"Starting today, I will try to find the Holy Grail in this Singularity and deliver it to Master as soon as possible."

Lan Ze nodded gently. "Tell me if you find the location, don't force yourself."

Medea's combat strength is not strong. If she is attacked by Servant, she may be in danger. It would be safer to travel with her.

"Yes, I understand," Medea replied.

Then, she looked up at the misty rain outside the balcony, seemingly lost in thought, her eyes slightly unfocused.

After a while, she suddenly turned to look at Lan Ze and said softly, "Speaking of which, you still need to be a little more restrained, Matser."

Why does it feel like a mother is disciplining a child...? Lan Ze smiled and nodded.

"Is the other party Servant the Red Faction?" Medea then asked curiously.

Lan Ze hummed in agreement. "The Goddess of Heaven in Mesopotamia mythology."

"Goddess of Heaven ..." Medea repeated, then glanced at Lan Ze with some surprise.

Do you know the Goddess of Heaven?

"Hmm... it's a long story..."

Just as Lan Ze was about to explain, he suddenly sensed someone walking into the hall.

He turned his head and saw that Matou Sakura had walked into the hall at some point.

She was like a ghost; I hadn't seen her in the hall not long ago, but now she suddenly appeared at the hall entrance.

"What are you talking about, senpai?" Matou Sakura asked with a smile as she looked at Lan Ze.

Lan Ze's heart skipped a beat. He glanced at Medea subconsciously, then shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, just a casual chat."

"Is that so...?" Matou Sakura seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly tilted her head slightly. "But I think I just heard something about exchanging magic power."

She paused, then asked in confusion:

"Senior, did anyone come looking for you last night?"

Upon hearing Matou Sakura's question, Lan Ze's first thought was to shake his head in denial.

But for some reason, when he looked up and saw Matou Sakura's gentle eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill, as if his thoughts had been read.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded. "Yes... someone came looking for me last night."

Matou Sakura's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she asked softly, "Is he/she an acquaintance of yours, senpai?"

"Ishtar," Lan Ze said, "She's Goddess of Heaven, but she's a bit of a liability."

Like Tohsaka Rin, Ishtar has an extremely unreliable personality and always manages to cause some unexpected problems at crucial moments.

In terms of sheer lapses in judgment, she's about on par with Tohsaka Rin.

"Ishtar ...?" Matou Sakura slightly raised her head, her fingers resting on her chin, repeating the name.

After a moment, as if she had thought of something interesting, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"I feel like she looks a bit like my sister," she said softly.

Lan Ze glanced at Matou Sakura with some surprise, thinking to herself that she hadn't expected Sakura to think the same way as her. After all, they were sisters, and they understood each other's personalities quite well.

"What does she want from you?" Matou Sakura asked curiously.

As if afraid that Lan Ze would misunderstand, she quickly added, "I didn't mean to monitor you, senior, I was just worried about you..."

"I know, I trust Sakura, she won't misunderstand you." Lan Ze smiled. "She just sensed that I had also manifested, so she came over to say hello."

"Is there anything else you're doing?" Matou Sakura asked curiously.

Lan Ze shook his head. "No, that's all."

Matou Sakura glanced at Lan Ze a couple more times, then quickly gave him a sweet smile, "I see."

She stood up and said softly, "I have to go to school today, I'll go prepare breakfast first."

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "You guys are too dedicated! You actually have to go to school during the Holy Grail Grand War?"

"Do you usually prepare breakfast?" Medea asked, looking up at her Master's Master.

Matou Sakura gave a soft "Mmm": "My sister usually doesn't get up until almost time for school, so I'm the one who prepares breakfast."

"But this has only been the case recently; before that, my mother prepared breakfast."