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

Chapter 424 Who Do You Think You Are?



Chapter 424 Who Do You Think You Are?

"Ahem...We'll let Abi do her own thing, Bella."

Camila coughed to bring back her daughter's attention while thinking that she finally understood why I told her my mother was actually a hidden succubus. She then looked at Bella with a serious gaze, and then, after building up her courage, she hesitantly told,

"And until she finishes, why don't I serve you some milk like Abi did?...Y-You know, since you still haven't tasted the chocolate milk Kafka had made, and it would be a complete waste if you don't even taste it after all the effort Kafka put in to make it."

I had truly become the scapegoat of this household, seeing as to how all the women here were throwing my name around conveniently for their own agendas.

"Huh?...You want me to drink some milk from your chest as well, mom?"

Bella gulped as she gazed at her mother's naked chest, which was quite large as well, and even though it couldn't hold an entire flask of milk like my mother did, she was sure that she could handle much more than half of it.

"Why do you look so hesitant, Bella?" Camila asked with a wronged look in her pretty blue eyes, like she were asking why she only let her Auntie Abigaille have such an opportunity and not her own mother. "Why is it that you readily dived into Abi's breasts and are actually thinking about doing the same on mine?...Is it because they're not big enough for your liking?"

Camila felt like crying if her daughter actually said that the size was the reason she was hesitating, since that wasn't something that she could easily change about herself so that it satisfied her daughter's liking.

...That is, unless she started lactating again, which would inevitably make her chest swell up in size.

This made her throw a devious gaze my way, like she was eyeing me up, which made me shiver in fright.

"No, mom, it's not because of a ridiculous reason like that, e-especially since you're not that far off in terms of size compared to Auntie Abigaille."

Bella said as she eyed up her mother's twin mounds that looked like two towering snow mountains with dazzling pink diamonds at the very peak, secretly hoping that she would inherit that part of her mother's genes.

"...If you don't, I'll leave right now, and you won't have any guests to entertain!"

Bella took it a step further and threatened me with leaving without taking a single bite of the breakfast I had planned.

Both, mother and daughter thought that I would back down when I was faced with such ferocious threats and believed that things would go the way they desired of they were to fight against me together.

But sadly for them, this was a breakfast designed specially to entertain the Gods and I couldn't let anything go wrong since my life depended on it, even if it meant that I had to scare the mother-daughter pair to the extent that they pissed their underwear in terror.

"Camila, just who do you think you are to be questioning me around like that?..."

A low but chilly voice was suddenly heard in the kitchen, which immediately made both Bella and Camila simmer down like they heard the voice of a blood thirsty ghoul. I then continued saying as I stared at Camila with a sharp gaze that made all the blood drain from her pale face,

"How can you possibly order me around when you're simply a 'vessel' or 'ingredient' who can do nothing but listen to what the chef has planned for you?"

Camila, who was normally a fearless woman in the face of whatever danger, shook in trepidation when she saw me staring at her with a cruel smile on her face.

She didn't exactly know why, but for some reason whenever she saw me looking at her with those very gloomy eyes I had now, she couldn't resist my words at all and inevitably bowed her head like she didn't dare go against what I decided.

"And you, Bella..." I turned to look at Bella after taming Camila, who jumped in fear when she saw me smiling at her. "...Do you really want to be saying things like not joining us for the breakfast I painstakingly prepared when you already watched what happened to the last guy who annoyed me?"

I reminded Bella of the time she watched me stuff a lethal insect inside the mouth of the guy who was pestering her, which immediately made her frantically shake her head like her life was on the line.

Both, mother and daughter, who were so confident with fighting back against my decisions earlier, were currently frightened stiff, like they had just met a wolf that looked rather hungry, especially Bella, who didn't even dare to meet my gaze and simply looked down at the floor.

While I was glad that my simple threats worked out in my favour, my mother, who was probably the only person who never got scared of me, no matter how I tried to frighten her, shook her head in dismay at what her son was doing and wondered how she had raised such a tyrant and pitied all the women who would join this household in the future, which was ruled by a sole dictator...


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