God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 318

Chapter 318: It Depends On What You Think
“Don’t you think so as well, Kafka?…Don’t you think that Camila is quite the cruel woman to treat her close friend like this?” Nina looked up at me and asked for my opinion, expecting me to agree with what she said, which brought her great joy and relief when I did so, as if I were the only person in the world that truly understood her.

“Of course, Nina…She’s the biggest, baddest woman in the whole wide world.” I said as if I were coaxing a child, which made Nina let out a satisfied smile and unconsciously wiggle her buttocks into my lap in happiness.

But even though I agreed with Nina and acted as if I believed everything she said, I knew none of it was true since I was the one who instigated this entire conversation.

The way I found out that Nina had been eating a lot of coconut treats obviously wasn’t because I read some dumb article that said that coconut would make breasts grow, which was absolutely absurd to hear. But it was actually because Camila had also been sending coconut treats to my house as well, and when I asked her about it, she told me what she told Nina as well, which was in fact the truth.

I simply put two and two together when I heard that Camila always sent Nina food as well and used it to my advantage to trick the gullible little Nina, who trusted everything I said without thinking too much about it.

I didn’t simply trick her for the fun of it, but actually to get much closer to her by sympathising with her struggles and uniting against her enemy, the poor Camila, who now had another grudge added on her.

And without a doubt in mind, it seemed to have worked out, seeing as to how Nina was opening up to me and casually resting on top of my lap without a care in the world.

“But Nina…” I interrupted Nina, who was to get a little too cosy in my hold, and she started to feel a little sleepy because of how warm and comfortable she felt in my embrace. “…don’t you think that Camila actually ended up helping you out by pulling this prank on you?”

“How is that, Kafka? She tried to fatten me up…Isn’t that every woman’s worst nightmare?” Nina looked up at me and asked with a doubtful look in her eyes.

“Yes, she did try to fatten you up…But she made you more plump in a place that you mentioned that you wanted to excel in.” I grinned and lifted her breasts up from underneath to show just what I was talking about. Nina gulped as her face turned a bright shade of red when she felt her chest getting felt up, but she didn’t immediately do anything and let me continue what I was saying. “Didn’t you say earlier that you were a little envious of Camila’s voluptuousness that’s plump all over?…Then wouldn’t what Camila did for you indirectly help you out with overcoming her in terms of size?”

I didn’t know if Nina really did feel some extra weight on her chest. But if it really is true, then it’s definitely not because of some coconuts and probably because she was passed down some godly genes from her mother that made her thicker as she grew.

Nina unexpectedly didn’t immediately refute what I said due to her grudge with Camila or because she was too embarrassed to talk to me about such intimate matters with me.

She actually took her time to think about what I said while staring at the vending machine, and she considered what she was going to say in response.

She finally answered my question with a question of her own, which was rather intriguing to hear.

“Well, whether I want to have a bigger chest or not like Camila depends on you…So tell me, Kafka, do you think that Camila did me a favour or not?”

“You want my opinion regarding this matter?” I asked with a peculiar smile on my face, confused as to where she was going with this. “Do you not understand that you’re basically telling me that you want to look the best in my eyes and not for anyone else or yourself?…Is that something you should be telling me when you were so sure that you would never fall for me?”

“…But hearing what you’re asking now, Nina, it doesn’t seem like you can keep your promise any longer.” I said while looking into her light green eyes, which were twinkling like emaralds.

“Oh, be quiet, Kafka…Don’t get ahead of yourself and think that I fell for you or anything, you little brat.” Nina rolled her eyes in a rather coquettish manner and pushed my face away, which was getting closer to her. She then brushed my hands that were feeling her up like they were annoying bugs and looked up at me and said, “I’m only asking you for your opinion in this matter because you’re the first person that has ever told me that I look pretty in your eyes, other than my family or close friends, who I know I can’t trust their words because of how nice they are to me.”

“…So, when you’re the only person out there who I know for sure finds me to be quite attractive, seeing as to how crazy you are for me like a rabid dog, it’s only natural that I try my best to look good in your eyes since your opinion really, really matters to me to the extent that I might even cry if one day you suddenly call me ugly or something.”

Nina honestly opened up to me about how important I was to her and how highly she considered my opinion about her, which made her feel all shy for telling it to me so endearingly, and she hoped that I didn’t tease her for it.

While Nina was feeling all bashful for being so honest with me about her deepest feelings, I had a ghastly look on my face, as unlike Nina, who thought she was simply telling her true thoughts, I understood just how devastating her mindset was to admit to something that was actually so tragic that it was painful and act like it wasn’t a big issue at all, like Nina was doing now.