God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Use Me For What I Do Best
“Kafka, since you really want to see how Sasfra juice tastes, I’ll get another bottle for you.” Nina said as she looked for the code to put into the vending machine to get the two bottles she needed. She then looked at me with a strict look on her face and added, “But don’t blame me if you don’t like it, as I’ve already warned you about how bitter it tastes…You got that?”

I gave a thumbs up with a confident look on my face, like I was ready to face everything, which made Nina roll her eyes as if she couldn’t wait to see my face change and twist into sourness after taking my first sip.

“Now, hold on a minute…How do I work this thing again?” Nina said with a puzzled look on her face as she tried to figure out how the vending machine worked, like it was her first time using it. “Don’t I have to put some coins in first and click on these two buttons? Or is it the other way around?”

Seeing Nina scratch her head like she was looking at a supercomputer when even a kindergartener knew how to use a vending machine, which baffled me and made me wonder if Nina had been living under a rock for all these years.

I was about to help her out, seeing as she was straining her eyes and concentrating to figure out the contraption in front of her. But all of a sudden, Nina seemed to have thought she understood what to do and clicked on some buttons.

Badunk!~ Badunk!~

Sounds of two bottles being rolled down to the empty carriage below were heard after Nina confirmed her order, and I thought that she had successfully figured out what to do, as did Nina, who had a proud look on her face like there was nothing she couldn’t figure out.

But who would’ve thought that when Nina bent down and grabbed the two bottles from underneath, they wouldn’t be the glass bottles that had mud water in them like I saw earlier, but two green cans that were printed to look like the outside of a watermelon?

“Nina…The Sasfra juice you were talking about…” I paused as I looked at the chilled beverages in Nina’s hands. “…Is it inside that can that clearly looks like it holds watermelon juice?…If it is, then I’d say that’s amazing advertising right there, as I’m sure that there were probably many innocent souls out there who bought this thinking that they were going to get sweet watermelon juice, only for their tongues to be scorched by the bitterness of the Sasfra root.”

“N-No, Kafka…This is actually just plain watermelon juice. The real Sasfra juice is that ugly-looking one over there.” Nina pointed at her favourite beverage and admitted that its packaging and its colour looked rather unappetizing. She then looked at the cans in her hand and said in a distraught manner, “As for these two cans, I must have put in the wrong code and got the wrong drink…I thought for sure that you have to press the top button first and then go for the numbers on the sides, but it doesn’t seem like that’s right, is it?”

“Yes, Nina…You’re supposed to type in the numbers first and then go for the letters, or else the axis will change and you’ll get the drink from the other side of the tray.”

I explained to Nina how to work the machine by pointing out what buttons she should’ve clicked on first.

Nina also came to a realisation about the mistake she made, and she looked like she wanted to take down some notes in case she forgot again.

“Haha…Sorry about that, Kafka.” Nina apologised to me while handing the two cans to me, like it was my compensation for embarassing herself in front of me. “Even though I’ve had this machine for over ten years, I still struggle to use it from time to time, since I’m really not the best with anything finicky.”

“…Heck, I’m so bad with gadgets that I still use the instruction manual for my phone from time to time.” Nina showed off her phone and treated it as if it were the most complicated device in the world.

“Wow~…To think that you still use a manual for something other than assembling furniture…You really are out of touch with technology, like Mrs Keller said, Nina.”

I remarked while wondering how she had survived for so long in this modern world where electronics are so much more complicated than a vending machine and are being used everywhere.

I then had a doubt in my mind after seeing what happened and asked Nina to clarify it.

“Then, Nina, seeing as to how you seem to get a drink from this machine every once in a while, how do you usually get it without screwing up your order?…Or is that you just keep on clicking random buttons until the juice you want pops out and treat it like a lottery machine?”

“Tsk Tsk Tsk…How naive of you, Kafka.” Nina clicked her tongue and looked at me like I was far too young to know her wise techniques. She then pointed at the lock mechanism used to open the door of the vending machine and said, “Why should I actually pay and get the drinks like a customer when I can just use a key to open the machine and get one right from the source?”

“Of course today, my husband left with the keys, so I can’t take it out directly…But for the past few years, that’s what I’ve been doing, and I’m also the very reason the Safra juice has to be stocked up every so often.” Nina showed off her power as the owner of this place, which was honestly quite impressive, seeing as to how she was living everyone’s dream of taking anything from a vending machine at will.

“But isn’t that basically stealing, Nina?…Should someone as fortnight as you be doing something like that?” I asked in a daring manner.

“Hmph! How is it considered stealing when I own this entire place and everything in it belongs to me?” Nina treated this place like her empire and acted like the overbearing queen that ruled it all.

She even poked my chest while looking up at me with a high and mighty look on her face and said,

“Even you, Kafka…While you’re in my place, even you belong to me.”

Nina teased me, thinking that I would blush and look away like I did earlier, when I was acting all docile. But to her surprise, I gently grabbed her finger and pulled her towards me, and said while looking down into her deep green eyes,

“If you own me, then make use of me, Nina…A boy my age who’s at the peak of puberty and is always dying to let his inner desires out is particularly useful for one thing that I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about…So, why don’t you use me for that and let me show you a good time that will surely satisfy you and make you never have thoughts of giving up ownership of me?”

And just like that, the green pepper in front of me, named Nina, turned into a red chilly, which was rather amusing to look at because of how colourful her expressions and face looked right now, like she herself had bit into a chilly and couldn’t handle the intense heat.