God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

"Why yes, Bella~You can ask anything you want~"

Camila said as she looked down at her daughter with tender eyes and brushed Bella's hair aside that was covering her eyes, which made Bella feel warm and fuzzy from feeling her mother's touch after a very long time.

"T-Then let me ask you..." Bella cleared her throat and pushed away her mother's hand so that she wouldn't be distracted.

"...Since you seem to care about Kafka so much, value his opinions even more than yours, and say things about him that are awfully suspicious, what exactly is your relationship with him, as the things you say and the way you look at him are simply not how one would see the son of their neighbour and something so much more?"

Even though I couldn't stand to hear that very question since the answer could potentially ruin everything I planned, I still decided to let Camila do whatever she wanted to do since it was her wish and I was ready to support her and step in if things got bad, like the good partner I was trying to be for her who was with her every step of the way no matter how crazy the situation was.

And suprisingly, Camila didn't go around the topic like I thought or slowly explain our relationship to her daughter so that Bella could understand everything from the start, and she directly said, with her pink lips curled up and with absolutely no fear at the consequences ahead,

"What's my relationship with him, you ask?...Well, what if I said that both me and Kafka love one another and want to spend our lives together as a family?...What do you have to say about that?"

I almost got a stroke when I heard Camila's answer, which was a little too direct, and I immediately looked to see how Bella was taking it. But suprisingly, her face didn't change abruptly like I thought it would, and she simply stared at her mother like she was thinking about what Camila just said.

And after processing Camila's words and thinking of a few scenarios in her head, Bella shook her and confidentially said,

"No, that can't be true...You're simply saying that to throw me off."

"And as much as your words do seem true with how you look at him with a certain love in your eyes that you never showed that man and how you talk about him so highly as if you're proud of the person he is, I highly doubt that a mature woman like you, mom who's already had a child of her own, and a young boy like him who hasn't even graduated from school can form a relationship because of so many obvious reasons..."

Luckily, Bella decided to use common sense at the moment and deemed her mother's suggestion as a lie to make her confused and play around with her daughter, as she simply couldn't believe that two people who have such a large age gap and vastly different experiences in life could be in a relationship, which made me let out a sigh of relief since I wasn't really ready for Bella to be calling me 'Daddy' yet after finding out that I was basically her stepfather.

"But at the same time, I also don't think that there's nothing going on between you two, as there's no way that you can be so comfortable with Kafka touching you all over for the first time like you are right now, and it's almost as if he's already done such shameless things to you before, mom, which is why you're so carefree at the moment..." Bella said as she gave me a vengeful side-eye, showing that she also inherited her mother's intelligence as well as looks, which made me let out a wry smile as if I got caught in the act.

And using this information, Bella came to a conclusion that was quite reasonable to draw with what she knew, and she wasn't too far off from the truth, as she gave both of us a look one last time and said with a sigh,

"...So it's probably not too far from an actual relationship but at the same time not as serious as one, which is that Kafka is your boy toy, mom, who you call over and 'play' around with whenever you want to after getting fed up with my father...And Kafka here has also already made it clear how attractive he finds you, so he wouldn't really mind and would accept if the pretty neighbourhood auntie calls him over to spend some 'quality time' with you."

"That would also make a lot of sense in my head; as embarrassing as it is to admit, even I would be tempted to lay my hands on the boy who moved in next door if he was someone like Kafka, who for some reason gives off a really good impression as if you don't need to be on guard with him since he lays his thoughts in front of you without holding back and also looks quite handsome as well...It's especially likely to happen if I have to deal with a horrible husband and negligent daughter as well, just like my mother did."

Bella concluded and looked a little guilty that her noble mother went as far as to seek attention elsewhere when she was so obviously neglected at home, which made me wonder even more as to why she treated her mother in such a way while still being aware of what she was doing.

...Or could it be that she only started to understand how horribly she treated her mother in the time gap that she had last seen Camila and had only recently come to realise it and felt guilty about it now?

Well, who knows...I'll just ask Camila the reason after she has the long, much-needed talk with her daughter later on and find out if how Bella treated Camila in the past was forgiveable or not since I hadn't really forgotten what she did and said, even though Camila had totally forgotten the past and was more satisfied that her daughter was slowly starting to reconcile with her, which she never thought would happen in this lifetime.

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