Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 900 This was all with my father's tacit approval.
"Sister Minos, have you prepared anything? Do you need my help?"

A family dinner was naturally arranged for the evening, and Eros stayed overnight on Crete.

He will leave here after tomorrow to attend a study seminar in Ocean Ginza and to find the lonely and resentful Hades in the underworld.

Time is of the essence, and each task must be arranged in a specific way.

Whenever I have a spare moment, I want to spread love and sow the seeds of love in this world. Who says Cupid isn't busy?

Since it was a family dinner, it was more appropriate to cook for ourselves. Minos went to prepare dinner, and Triton also followed along, using the excuse of helping.

This unusual behavior also puzzled Eros.

Why is it that Triton, who is usually clingy to him, is different with Minos and doesn't stick to him at all?
Are these sisters really that close?

However, Eros was too lazy to think about it and didn't care, which led to the conversation between Triton and Minos in the kitchen.

Minos was the one cooking, but Triton was just watching from the side, and then he took out some suspicious bottles and jars from his pocket.

Where did you get these things from?

Looking at those suspicious potions that could terrify some people just by their appearance, Minos couldn't help but ask.

These are things that even she would have difficulty collecting; they are all of extremely high quality.

Faced with Minos's doubts, Triton acted completely harmless, smiling sweetly.

“I got it from Poseidon’s mother. She has a very well-hidden little treasure trove of these things, and I just took a few bottles.”

Oh, I see. I almost forgot that Tri and her mother, besides Amphitrite the Sea Queen, were also Poseidon.

However, the fact that Aquaman's private treasure trove is full of these things makes his image seem to collapse even more.

Minos was thinking about all this, but he still protected the pots and pans in his hands.

"Don't even think about it. This kind of thing won't work on Father. I have other ways."

These potions were indeed of excellent quality, the kind that, even diluted slightly, could drive a goddess mad.

But Minos knew that this stuff would have no effect on Eros, the god of love, and that love potions would naturally have no effect on him.

However, Triton smiled and expressed a different opinion.

“I know, but I once heard my father say something that you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. He said there is a kind of wine that can make you drunk and unconscious even if you haven’t drunk it.”

Shaking the potion in his hand, Minos instantly understood the meaning behind Triton's words.

Whether it's useful or not is irrelevant; it's enough that Eros knows.

If he so chooses, he will naturally be affected by the potion; this has nothing to do with whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, it is simply the will of the great little Cupid.

"Hehe, isn't that right?"

"The fact that we have not been interfered with in everything we have done so far shows that our all-knowing and all-powerful Father has also tacitly approved of it all, so we can do it with complete peace of mind."

Looking at Triton's smiling face, Minos realized that he might have underestimated his sister.

She is more like a father than I am.

"You're right, but that makes it even more unnecessary."

Minos still shook his head and refused Triton's suggestion to add more ingredients.

“Since everything is under Father’s tacit approval, we don’t need to add these things. Just conveying the message is enough.” “If Father allows it, he will naturally cooperate.”

In the end, it was Minos who persuaded Triton to avoid contaminating the dinner with those messy potions.

While waiting for dinner to be ready, Eros played with the children while facing Pasiphaë with some embarrassment.

Previously, Eros could accept Pasiphaë's enthusiasm and kindness without caring, after all, he was already used to being treated this way, and he also had a bit of wishful thinking.

Well, he just accidentally bumped into it a couple of times, nothing serious will happen.

But now that things have already happened, Eros is in a somewhat awkward position and no longer harbors any illusions.

I told you not to be more careful from the start! You bumped and bumped things so much you almost hurt the baby!
Only Eros felt awkward, while Pasiphaë didn't feel awkward at all and remained as enthusiastic as ever.

If Eros hadn't been holding the child, she probably would have sat on his lap.

"Father, if you get tired of carrying the child, you can give him to me."

Sitting beside Eros, Pasiphaë brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, exuding a gentle and virtuous air, but the feeling in her eyes remained unchanged.

Eros felt like he was sitting in a classic Chinese novel, only the roles of top and bottom were reversed.

It wasn't the wicked father-in-law who coerced others, but rather the father-in-law who was coerced by others.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, I'm not tired."

Holding Ariadne, Eros did his best to protect himself as a shield, trying to evade the attack.

"Why are Minos and the others taking so long to cook? Aren't you going to go check on them?"

We shouldn't have let Minos cook. Without Minos, Pasiphaë is harder to manage.

"Perhaps it's because I'm preparing dinner for you, Father, that I've put in extra effort."

Pasiphaë wore a faint smile, and although her gaze made Eros somewhat uneasy, she sat quite obediently.

She wasn't in a hurry; after all, she was someone who enjoyed sharing, and she believed that sharing happiness was better than enjoying it alone. She knew how to cooperate effectively.

Before long, Minos and Triton returned with dinner, and the warm family atmosphere of the dinner eased the awkwardness.

"Father, have a taste. See if my cooking skills have changed over the years."

Minos's warm smile reassured Eros, and the seemingly harmless Triton made him feel completely at ease.

Eros naturally nodded in agreement, but since he was still holding Ariadne in his arms, it wasn't convenient, so Minos personally picked up the food and fed it to him with his hands.

However, some contact was inevitable during feeding. Minos was no longer the delicate and beautiful child he had been years ago. The faint blush that rose on his mature face from the slight touch made Eros feel a little strange.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Eros decided to set aside Ariadne and take matters into his own hands to avoid this awkward service.

Parsifae, with remarkable foresight, reached out to take Ariadne, but she seemed to have lost her balance and stumbled.

She accidentally pressed down on Eros, her lips brushing against his cheek, carrying the scent of his hair.

"Sorry, my foot slipped."

Oh no, I've become the prey!

(End of this chapter)