God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 356

Chapter 356: Absurd Parenting
“What are you talking about, Kafka?…There’s no way that makes any sense.”

Nina didn’t have an exaggerated reaction like Kafka thought she would, and she calmly stated while looking at him as if she were asking him if he were crazy.

It’s not that she didn’t want to scream or shout at what he said, but because the proportion of absurdity in the statement he had just uttered was too much, her mind simply short-circuited whilst she stared at Kafka with a look of confusion written all over her face.

“I mean, to say that I want to have your children, just because I said that I want you to do something rather dirty to me…Isn’t that a bit too nonsensical to believe and a simple attempt at a joke from you?”

Nina chuckled, hoping Kafka would also laugh with her and say it’s a joke.

But Kafka’s expressions didn’t change at all, and he continued to stare at her with a pityful gaze, like he was looking at someone who was struggling to accept the reality they were in.

“K-Kafka, you are joking, right?…Right?”

Nina hesitantly asked once again with a nervous look on her face, as even though she knew that Kafka was quite playful and liked to have some fun with her at her expense, the sombre way he was looking at her right now, with his eyes that had turned gloomy once again told her that he wasn’t playing around this time and was completely serious.

She was never really intimidated by anyone else, no matter how scary they looked. But for some reason, whenever Kafka looked at her with a calm look on his face and wasn’t really showing a smile like he always did, she struggled to look at him directly and found it hard to even breathe in his presence.

“No, Nina, I’m not joking around, and as confused as you are, I can explain my reasoning as to why I think you want to have little combinations of me and you running around our house.”

Kafka calmly said to Nina, who blushed at the thought of having children with Kafka and even wondered how their children would look since they would both have normal human and variant human blood flowing through them.

“Fine then! I’ll listen to what you have to say, Kafka!…But know that I’m rather suspicious of your words, and I’m on guard against any tricks you may pull.”

Nina said in a wary manner, like he was telling her that he needed to work hard if he was going to convince her, when in actuality she was already starting to wonder if his words were true even before Kafka spun his weave of lies because of all the fantasies that were going through her head of Kafka’s imaginary kids that he had with her.

“Well, I don’t know if I’ll be able to make you believe me, as at the end of the day, it’s your interpretation of what I say that actually matters…But I’ll do my best to convey what I’m trying to say.”

Kafka said, which made Nina believe in his words even more and think that he wasn’t lying at all, since he wasn’t forcing his thoughts on her like she thought he would and let her decide on her own about what she thought about the matter.

“First, we’ll start off with how you wanted me to suck on your breasts.” Kafka said like he was presenting a case study. “If a lady were to ask some man to suck and bite on her nipples, it would be considered a strange and borderline kinky hobby…There’s no way anyone would consider that as normal and would think that the lady has a certain fetish.”

“But there are a group of entities that are around the same age who can suck on breasts however much they want to, and no one would even bat an eye…Heck, the lady would even be condemned if she didn’t let that entity suck on her breasts.” Kafka said as if not letting that group of beings suck on breasts was actually illegal, which was rather strange to hear. He then looked at Nina and asked with a expectant gaze, “…Do you know who those beings I’m talking about, Nina? The little things that can’t survive without sucking on some breasts.”

“You better be talking about babies, Kafka, since I can’t really think of anyone else out there who needs to suck on some breasts to live.”

Nina hoped that what she said was correct, as she didn’t want to live in the same world where such deranged people who needed breasts to live existed.

“Yep, Nina, I’m talking about babies alright…Babies that can’t survive without a tit stuffed in their mouth all the time.” Kafka patted her head for answering his question, which made her lips curl up in elation at being praised and also made her long ears do a happy dance by fluttering around. He then continued saying, “…And if you think about it, Nina mammary organs were created by God for the sole purpose of feeding breasts. This would also mean that the breasts of a lady and the milk inside of it primarily belong to the baby that person gave birth to.”

Even though Nina thought that she was having a really bizarre conversation with Kafka that was really stretching her mind out, she still nodded her head as she innocently thought that the bosom was only made to feed children, even though another scientific purpose of it was to attract strong men with their seductive curves, which man could never resist even from the prehistoric times.

“But even after saying that and telling you that babies have sole ownership over their mother’s breasts, what if I said that there was one other person who also had some ownership over a mother’s milk jugs?” Kafka smiled, which made Nina raise her brows in confusion. “What if I said that very person as permission to suck on or bite on that mother’s breasts however much they wanted?”

“…Who would you think that person would be?”

“Of course it would be me, Kafka!”

Nina didn’t hesitate to give her answer, which made a peculiar look appear on Kafka’s face as that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. Nina then realised that she misspoke and corrected herself by saying,

“I mean, for example, if I were a mother who had children, I would have priority over my breasts since they belong to me and no one else…And without me, the baby wouldn’t even have milk to drink, so I better have some rights to the products I produce.”

Nina took what Kafka said seriously, seeing as to how she had an indignant look on her face and she looked like she was going to fight with her own baby in the future over the ownership of her milkers, which was rather silly to hear and made Kafka chuckle.

“Don’t laugh, Kafka! I’m not joking here!” Nina exclaimed and gave Kafka a little punch for making fun of her. She then continued saying, “My mother raised me to be someone who remained grateful to the people who helped them out, even if they’re their own parents…So, there’s no way I’m allowing my own children to be ungrateful little brats that don’t even share their milk with their own mother, even though I have no intention of drinking my own breast milk and am only saying as an example.”

“It may start with not sharing their milk with their mother, but as they grow up, they’ll turn into selfish little punks who won’t care about anyone other than themselves, which I will never let happen as long as I’m alive!”

Nina boldly exclaimed like she was going to start teaching her children morals from the very moment they’re born so they become honest and justice-willed people just like Nina, their mother herself.

While Nina was talking about the strict way she was going to raise her children, Kafka was trying his best to hold in his laughter that was leaking out.

Her reasoning was childish beyond relief that it was making him crack up like crazy and made him wonder about the thoughts that were going through that pure mind of Nina’s, who was actually thinking of starting beef with her own babies over some spilt milk…