God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 317

Chapter 317: Evil Woman
“Is that so, Nina?…I didn’t know Camila was such a person.” I said like I was consoling a child and held Nina a bit more tighter like I was trying to comfort her, as even though I agreed with Nina, I couldn’t say that to her, who was expecting me to agree with her.

Rather, I took this opportunity to hold her more intimately and push pull her slender body onto mine to the extent that her firm butt was squished against my lap and she was leaning back on my chest like we were a couple of passionate lovers.

“Yes, Kafka…That two-faced woman acts like a saint to everyone else. But when it’s just me and her in a room together, a grin comes on her face, and she immediately starts to make fun of me, like I’m some kind of easy target that she can have her way with any time she wants.” Nina complained to me about her problems with her best friend, and she didn’t even notice how intimate in a position we were right now, with her lying back on me and looking up at me with a tender gaze in her eyes.

She only saw me nodding her head and agreeing with whatever she said like a thoughtful listener, which made her feel like all her struggles were properly being heard and considered.

This made her completely ignore how I was wrapping my hands around her body even more by the second, which would surely make even the most experienced couple blush and look away from how captivated both of us looked at one another at the moment.

“And do you know, Kafka?…It may surprise you, but she’s also the main reason I gained so much weight.”

Nina said in a woeful manner, like she was complaining to her husband about the struggles she went through at work after a long day, hoping that I would take her side without asking any questions in return, like every woman wanted their man to do when they were telling their worries.

The way she looked right now, like she was asking to be spoiled and treated well by me, was completely unlike the Nina I saw earlier, who was ready to bash anyone who was trying to cause any problems.

And just like how I loved the towering figure of her mightily holding a broomstick in her hand, I also adored the Nina who was lying in my embrace like a sweet little baby and was opening up her heart to me without even doubting that I would take it the wrong, showing how much she trusted me.

“Oh, how is that, Nina? What did Camila do that made you put on some weight?”

I didn’t even doubt what she said, even though it sounded absurd that Camila was the cause of her problem, and I immediately agreed with what Nina said.

This made Nina look at me with an appreciative look in her eyes for trusting her words so much, and it made her wonder if there was anyone else in her life like me who listened to her words so wholeheartedly and took her side without asking any questions in return.

“Just listen to this, Kafka~ Listen to what that Camila did~”

Nina said in an indignant manner and snuggled into my embrace on her own, like she was getting cosy to tell the story of how Camila sabotaged her, not realising how close we looked right now since she was caught up in a mood of her own.

“Even though I say that Camila is quite a bully, she’s also a bully who also knows how to treat her victims very nicely and make it seem like her antics are nothing compared to the rewards she gives for bearing with her teasing.”

“Rewards? What rewards does she give you?” I asked Nina, who was exaggerating the situation and was acting as if she was being given hush money to keep quiet about the abuse she was going through at the hands of Camila.

“Food, Kafka! Food and deserts!…She tames me with the delicious food she makes!” Nina cried out like she was treating the food Camila makes as the devil’s offerings. “She would always come over with boxes and bags of all the tasty treats she makes at home and give them to me to eat. And even though I would always want to refuse her treats as a sign of protest for all the bullying I was going through in her hands, she would simply open one of those boxes and let the aroma of the dishes she made waft around the room, which would immediately make me take the bait and start gouging on the food she made like a pet that was trained to do what she said.”

Nina said in frustration, and she hated that she couldn’t stand up to Camila, who always used her delicious food to make her obedient.

“And don’t think that Camila is bringing me boxes of food out of the goodness of her heart, Kafka. She’s simply doing so since she always makes so much extra food at home and brings all the excess food she makes here so that it doesn’t go to waste, treating me like her own personal dustbin.”

Nina said in vexation, even though she didn’t mind being Camila’s waste bin, as she got to eat Nina’s mouthwatering dishes every time, and she simply hated the fact that she was addicted to something made by someone who made fun of her all the time.

What Nina said also completely made sense, as the very reason Camila and I met was because I went to her house to return the containers for the food she sent us.

“And just like always, last month Camila also brought over a bunch of food items that had coconut in them. When I asked her why there were so many coconut-related items out of curiosity, she told me that one of her cousins sent a bunch of them over from the town next door after a good harvest, and I immediately believed that, since I had no other reason not to do so.”

“…But who would’ve thought that the reason she sent me all those coconut-related items wasn’t because she had an excess of them? But was it actually to fatten me up?!”

Nina exclaimed and grabbed onto her chest, and looked at them with a pitiful gaze, like they were the victims of Camila’s prank.

She then looked back up at me, who was patiently listening to her words, while at the same time silently stroking her plump thighs, and said,

“I’m pretty sure that this is one of her little plans to make fun of my weight after fattening up with her treats…I always knew that woman was quite the sneaky one, but who would’ve thought that she would be so sadistic that she would go out of her way to make so many coconut dishes just to see me all plump?”

“…She must have gotten jealous of my slender figure that she doesn’t have because of how soft she is all over, and she must have tried to sabotage me with all those treats…How evil of her! How absolutely evil of her!” Nina harumphed and came to her own conclusion about the matter, which seemed rather childish.

I also knew that she wasn’t actually angry with Camila, even though she believed that Nina had set up a plan for her downfall, and she was simply venting to me about her struggles with having such an overbearing best friend.