Chapter 72
The normally bright kitchen was now slightly smoky. Tiamat, wearing a yellow apron, had a sexy and graceful back. She bent down slightly to pick up the chopsticks, which seemed to have fallen on the floor. Because she was wearing a thin dress, this posture perfectly highlighted her full and pert buttocks.
"If this weren't the kitchen, and if Ereshkigal were still outside, I might really have lost control..." Lan Ze thought to himself, then immediately looked away, pretending to admire the scenery.
Just a few glances are fine. If you look too much and your Mother of All finds out, she might mistakenly think her son is a pervert.
"Aaaa..."
Tiamat was busily working in the kitchen, with roughly chopped cabbage and minced meat beside her. She noticed someone behind her and turned around.
The two stared at each other for a moment. Just as she was about to raise her hand to throw Lan Ze out of the kitchen, Lan Ze picked up a bag of snacks and handed it to Tiamat.
"You must be hungry after being in the kitchen for so long, right? Why don't you have some snacks before you continue making dinner?" Lan Ze suddenly said with a friendly smile.
"Aaa." Tiamat shook her head firmly, her eyes wary.
My daughter has been limiting the number of snacks she eats each day lately, so this sudden overture is definitely suspicious.
"And cola and jelly~" Lan Ze raised his hand and pulled out the snacks he had just put in the Gate of Babylon behind him.
If Gilgamesh to see this, he would surely be incredibly conflicted... Did I give you access to the Gate of Babylon just so you could use it to please women?
But if he knew who Lan Ze was trying to appease, he would probably just snort and pretend nothing happened, tacitly approving of Lan Ze's actions.
Tiamat gazed into Lan Ze's sincere eyes, then let out a satisfied "Aaa," gently patting Lan Ze's head as a way of expressing her joy to her child.
"By the way, Mother, if you don't mind, I can come and help out later?" Lan Ze suddenly asked.
Tiamat was holding a bag of potato chips and shoveling them into her mouth, her head down, seemingly oblivious to Lan Ze's voice.
Lan Ze pressed down on Tiamat's hand, subtly reminding her.
Tiamat glanced at Lan Ze, then looked down at the potato chips in her hand, and finally nodded reluctantly, which was considered an agreement.
There was no other way; one is bound to be obligated to accept gifts, and with Lan Ze's bribery, the woman finally agreed to let her son help prepare the dinner.
With Lan Ze providing Tiamat with appropriate assistance, the dinner preparations finally proceeded smoothly.
"How have you been these past two months?" Lan Ze suddenly asked.
Tiamat nodded, his eyes fixed intently on the pot in front of him.
She was in charge of watching the fish soup tonight, and according to Lan Ze, the heat could be turned off in five minutes.
"Is Aika bullying you?" Lan Ze then asked.
Tiamat glanced at Lan Ze, then gently shook her head. "She's very good to me."
Lan Ze was taken aback.
Come to think of it, that's really true...
I remember when I first met Mother of All, my little girl was quite wary of Mother of All, but I don't know when it started, Sajyou Manaka's attitude seemed to start to improve.
"What happened between you two?" Lan Ze asked again.
Tiamat raised her head, a look of confusion on her face. After thinking for a moment, she gently shook her head. "I don't know."
This woman was too naive; she probably didn't expect that her casual remark, "Drink more milk," would so drastically improve Sajyou Manaka's attitude.
Tiamat didn't say anything more, staring blankly at the boiling fish soup.
Just then, they heard very light footsteps behind them.
Lan Ze turned around and saw Ereshkigal, with beautiful blonde hair, standing at the kitchen door. Her skin was fair, and her lovely face was flushed.
"Ereshkigal, did you find the blanket?" Lan Ze asked.
Ereshkigal buried her face in her hands, gently shook her head, and then beckoned to Lan Ze: "Come here for a second... I need your help with something."
"What? Is it because you can't reach the blankets on the cabinet?" Lan Ze teased, clearly not believing him.
"Aaa."
At that moment, Tiamat suddenly spoke in a gentle and pleasant voice, patting Lan Ze's shoulder lightly, signaling him to help Ereshkigal.
"What about the kitchen?" Lan Ze asked worriedly.
"I'm here in the kitchen," Tiamat said, clenching her small fist in reassurance.
It's precisely because you're here that I'm worried... Lan Ze pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright, then I'll go see what Ereshkigal wants me to do first."
After saying that, he turned and walked out of the kitchen. As he reached the door, he glanced at Tiamat was still standing in the kitchen, with some unease.
"Hmm... it's just turning off the stove, it should be fine."
Lan Ze put his thoughts aside for a moment, then turned and left the kitchen.
He approached Ereshkigal, looked at the Goddess of the Underworld before him, and asked curiously, "What is it?"
Ereshkigal didn't speak, but simply raised her eyelids and looked into Lan Ze's eyes.
A faint blush rose to her cheeks as she cautiously peered into Lan Ze's eyes.
"What's wrong...?" Lan Ze asked, somewhat confused.
Ereshkigal remained silent. She raised her small hand, gently grasped Lan Ze's sleeve, tugged at it, glanced at Tiamat in the kitchen, and whispered, "Come with me."
"Where to?" Lan Ze was stunned. He couldn't keep up with the Goddess of the Underworld's train of thought for a moment and didn't know what she was thinking.
"Just come with me, or do you want Mother to know about this too?" Ereshkigal asked with a hint of threat.
No, I don't know what you're talking about... Lan Ze nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Let's see what Ereshkigal is up to first.
He followed Ereshkigal out of the kitchen, and then walked down the corridor until they unknowingly arrived at a doorway.
"Isn't this my room?" Lan Ze was slightly taken aback, then turned his head and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"
Ereshkigal didn't say anything, but tightened her grip on Lan Ze and dragged him into the room.
Then, she strode forward, picked up the Magic Potion bottle on the table, raised her shy eyes, glared at him angrily, and demanded, "Why is there something like this in your room?!"
Lan Ze glanced at it; it was the Magic Potion Morgan le Fay had given him.
"Someone gave this to me," he explained. "Do you think I could make something like this with my skill level?"
"And I tried to refuse her, but she was just too enthusiastic..."
"I know!" Ereshkigal said angrily, "But you can't leave this stuff on the table! What if Mother sees it and takes it?"
"We can't possibly..." A faint blush crept onto Ereshkigal's face as she lowered her head and whispered:
"I can't really have that kind of relationship with my mother, can I?"
Lan Ze was taken aback.
He then nodded silently. "Hmm... you're right, I'll reflect on it."
"However, my mother is very principled; she basically won't touch anything in my room," he added.
"And I don't think she would drink something of unknown origin."
That's what they say, but—
Ereshkigal paused, then continued, "Something this sweet, there's no guarantee she won't drink it all just because she thinks it tastes good..."
"How do you know this stuff is sweet?" Lan Ze suddenly realized his blind spot.
Ereshkigal was taken aback.
"Stare--"
Lan Ze stared intently into Ereshkigal's eyes, his expression filled with suspicion.
Ereshkigal lowered her head and silently turned her face away.
Lan Ze kept his eyes fixed on Ereshkigal.
"Waaah..."
Ereshkigal clutched her head, letting out a soft sob. After being stared at for a long time, she finally gave up in despair and said, "Okay, okay! I admit it. I did open the bottle and taste it... but only out of curiosity, and only a tiny bit! Really, just a tiny bit!"
She gestured a small distance between her fingers and thumb to indicate that she hadn't drunk the entire Magic Potion because of her gluttony.
I could see that, after all, there's still so much Magic Potion left, and you don't seem to be affected by Magic Potion... Lan Ze nodded and said, "Yes, I believe you, Ereshkigal is a good girl."
"Ah... thank you." Ereshkigal's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head like a cat, gently combing her hair, seemingly embarrassed by Lan Ze's praise.
But soon, she raised her flushed face and said angrily, "No, I'm the one lecturing you now, aren't I?!"
"Don't leave such a dangerous Magic Potion on the table like that. What if someone accidentally ingests it?"
"Magic Potion shouldn't have much effect on gods, right?" Lan Ze suddenly asked.
Ereshkigal paused for a moment, then gently shook her head. "Normally, it shouldn't have any effect, but the Magic Potion's creator must be a very powerful person. I only tried a tiny bit of the Magic Potion, and I already felt a little hot, and I had an urge to be intimate with someone..."
"If they were to take it all, even my mother might..."
Lan Ze's heart skipped a beat, his gaze fixed on the Magic Potion in Ereshkigal's hand.
Is the Magic Potion Morgan le Fay gave me really that terrifying...?
Lan Ze initially thought that Morgan le Fay was just casually trying to get rid of him, but now it seems that this Magic Potion probably really embodies a lot of Morgan le Fay's hard work.
I just don't know what that woman intended to do with this thing.
Bored?
That's true. That woman is neither King Arthur nor did she tutor King Arthur. Besides brewing Magic Potion in the Magic Workshop, she doesn't seem to have much to do.
"Hey~ Can you hear me? Hey?!"
Just then, Ereshkigal's voice came clearly to Lan Ze 'Lan Ze ears, successfully pulling him back to reality.
"Um... what did you just say?" Lan Ze asked, confused.
"Since it was a gift from someone else, you should hide it well later... By the way, you don't intend to secretly give it to anyone, do you?" Ereshkigal asked Lan Ze with a somewhat suspicious look.
Lan Ze sighed and said, "Miss Ereshkigal, do you think I look like that kind of person?"
Ereshkigal looked at Lan Ze for a few moments, intending to nod and say it looked similar, but ultimately couldn't bear to discourage him. She gave a soft snort, crossed her arms, and turned her face away, saying, "I'll reluctantly believe you this time. Hurry up and put it away."
"If Mother really drank it, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Lan Ze nodded slightly and accepted the Magic Potion from Ereshkigal.
Then, looking at the girl's worried and earnest expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Ereshkigal frowned unhappily, feeling that she was being mocked.
"Actually, I think you're overthinking it. If you can tell there's something wrong with this thing, how could Mother not notice?" Lan Ze smiled. "She couldn't possibly have drunk it like water just because she was thirsty, could she?"
"That's what they say, but it would be troublesome if it were accidentally drunk, especially by Mother," Ereshkigal muttered, realizing she might be worrying too much.
She glanced at Lan Ze again, then stomped her foot in anger. "I'll never remind you again!"
She kindly reminded Lan Ze, but this guy laughed at her... Although she felt that she might be overthinking things, it was still a well-intentioned thing to do!
Ereshkigal pushed Lan Ze away and left the room directly.
This goddess may be arrogant, but she's really kind... Lan Ze gazed at Ereshkigal's figure and couldn't help but smile before putting the Magic Potion into the drawer.
But then, he suddenly heard a confused "Aaa" sound behind him.
Lan Ze turned around and saw Tiamat standing in the doorway at some point.
"Mother... why did you come here?" Lan Ze put the Magic Potion into the drawer and then asked in confusion.
"You two had a fight?" Tiamat asked.
"It's not that... I just made her angry," Lan Ze said helplessly. "I'll go apologize to Ereshkigal. Where is she now?"
"The balcony," Tiamat said, pointing to the balcony.
After watching Lan Ze leave the room, Tiamat's gaze fell curiously on the drawer. She opened the drawer and saw a bottle of pink Magic Potion inside.
Tiamat tilted her head, her gaze lingering on the Magic Potion for a moment.
Then, the woman picked up the Magic Potion, sniffed it, uncorked it, poured out a little bit, licked it, and her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.
So sweet!
"I just added too much salt to the fish soup, this will neutralize it..." Tiamat nodded slightly, made up her mind, picked up the Magic Potion, left the room, and went straight into the kitchen.