God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Unexpected Guest
“Bella, I’m going to warn you now itself since I can’t have you backing out at the last minute…But the breakfast I’ve prepared isn’t exactly normal and might even make you question what your life has come to.” I warned Bella as both of us walked side by side to the kitchen to mentally prepare her for what she was about to face. “So, if you’re not in the mood for any surprises and just want some waffles and syrup for breakfast, you can go back home and I’ll send some your way later.”

“Is this your way of sending me away so that you can spend more time with mom, Daddy?”

Bella looked at me suspiciously as she totally misinterpreted the situation, thinking that I was trying to send her away so that I could enjoy some alone time with her mother. She then looked away and continued saying,

“To be honest, I was a bit wary when you said that you had prepared a ‘special’ breakfast for me, since your ‘normal’ isn’t really the same ‘normal’ as everyone else’s, so one could only think of how strange and bizarre something you’re calling ‘special’ is going to be.”

Bella concluded, knowing just how much of a peculiar and dangerous individual I was, especially after witnessing me shove down a centipede into a man’s mouth and making it go down his throat, which even my mother or Camila weren’t aware of.

“But the way you’re trying to push me away now, Daddy, and also knowing the fact that my mother got up early today to visit your house, makes me think that you, my mother, and Auntie Abigaille are having some sort of occasion or party without me.” Bella said like all three of us were on a breakfast date, and she wasn’t really happy that she wasn’t invited from the start like her mother was. “T-That’s why I’m taking it as my duty to crash this little get-together you have going on, as it simply isn’t fair that I’m being left out w-when we’re all supposed to be one big f-family from now on.”

Bella pouted at me for trying to push her away when a family was supposed to do everything together. She also started blushing at admitting to how we were all the same family from now, which she really didn’t seem to mind at all and readily accepted like it was the ideal outcome.

“Oh come one, Bella~ Do you really think that I’m going to leave you out when your as cute as you are and an absolute pleasure to simply gaze at?~”

I patted her back and asked how I could possibly leave a girl as wonderful as her out, which made her ears turn red and let out a little smile for being called cute. I then continued saying as I put my hand around her shoulder and pulled her in towards me,

“As your father, whose title came with forming a relationship with your mother, I was simply trying to protect you from the debauchery of this sinful breakfast I’ve prepared…But seeing as to how eager you are to experience it for yourself, I guess there’s nothing I can do to hold my baby girl back.”

“…I just hope that you don’t regret it after witnessing what lies before you.”

I said, as both of us were just about to enter the kitchen around the corner, and once again warned her of what she was dragging herself into.

But Bella seemed to have the same confidence and arrogance as her mother, which made her let out a harumph at the situation that lies before her and say with a haughty look on her face,

“Hmph! Stop trying to scare me, Daddy!…No matter what you say, I’m still going to indulge in your breakfast, especially knowing just how good of a chef you are!

“…I mean, just how terrifying of an experience can a simple breakfast be-”

Bella didn’t even get to finish what she was saying, since she was more busy being shocked at the sight she was witnessing right as she entered the kitchen with her pretty blue eyes going wide and her lips being parted.

She was acting all high and mighty earlier, almost as if there was nothing that could deter her from joining me.

But after looking at the sight that she never would’ve expected right before her, which made her gasp in utter shock, she wanted to immediately turn tail and run away, knowing that she led herself to a situation that she was trying to avoid at all costs and also because she didn’t want to see her respected mother and beloved Auntie Abigaille in such a crude manner.

“Welcome to the Vanitas household, dear guest~ Both me and Abigaille here have been eagerly waiting for your arrival~”

Camila brightly uttered with a welcoming smile on her face while bowing down alongside my mother, who had a reluctant look in her eyes like both of them were maids greeting their master’s guest. She then continued saying while still maintaining her posture and not daring to look up at both of us,

“The breakfast we have prepared for you requires us to strip very soon, so I hope that you don’t mind our crass appearance.”

The unsightly appearance Camila was talking about was the fact that both of them hadn’t changed their clothes at all, just like I had told them to, and were still only wearing a single towel to cover their naked bodies.

Adding onto the fact that both my mother and Camila were currently bending down to greet us; with their moist plump breasts that looked like they were about to slip out of their flimsy towel and their fat wet rears that were mostly exposed after the towel had been pulled up from bending over, it was truly a sensational sight that made me want to carry the sexy maids that had suddenly appeared in my house straight to bed.

Camila seemed to have planned this erotic introduction to elevate this breakfast experience to a whole other level, while my mother seemed to have been dragged along by her and was forced to bow down before her guest in a humiliating manner, looking at the reluctant and flushed look she had on her face as she showed me her respect.

But even though I wasn’t complaining at all about this improvisation and was actually applauding Camila in my head for being such a good wing man, Bella wasn’t too keen on seeing the same mother she respected and idolised bowing down before her while being half naked.

Her mother was someone who she looked up to her whole life, no matter how difficult and strained their relationship became. She even dreamed of being as elegant and graceful as her mother one day.

But after looking at her mother in such a degrading way, almost as if she were a lowly servant of another household who would do anything for the sake of her master, she didn’t know what to think of her respected mother and was left staring at Camila in disbelief.

While my mother had already sneaked a glance at who our guest was and was currently covering her mouth in shock since she couldn’t believe that it was Camila’s daughter who actually got to see her own mother in such a disgraceful position. Camila herself still had no clue who the guest was since she was still bowing down respectfully, and she started to wonder why no one was replying to her greeting at the moment.

Unable to handle the unbearable silence that filled the kitchen any longer and also feeling that something had gone horribly wrong, Camila slowly looked up to see the face of the guest she was welcoming.

“Bella, you!…” Camila gasped when she saw her own daughter staring down at her with a look of absurdity written all over her face, almost as if her daughter was the last person she was expecting to see before. “…J-Just what are you doing here?”

“Don’t you normally sleep until late into the day after staying awake the whole night and don’t even wake up even if were to pout a bucket of water over your head?…S-So, just why in the world did you wake up so early and come over to this house, and why of all days did you decide to feel like doing so today?”

Camila said in a petrified manner as she stared at her daughter’s face that had gone pale after witnessing her mother in such a position, horrified at the thought of her daughter currently looking down upon her for the disgraceful scene she had just shown her.

She had never expected her daughter to be the guest she was expecting, as Bella normally avoided mornings like the plague, and it was hard as climbing the tallest peak when it came to waking her daughter up for breakfast.

She would’ve been fine with anyone else visiting us today, as she was confident that she could do her duties without blinking an eye, no matter how vulgar and dirty they may be.

But the same couldn’t be said when the guest was her own daughter related to her by blood, who she didn’t dare show such a disgraceful side of her, not wanting to ruin the bit of respect her daughter had for her.

Camila was actually totally fine with spending time in bed with both me and her daughter, as she already made up in her mind that she would share her partner with her daughter and didn’t mind anything that came with it. But that bold mindset was only for common acts of love like sharing kisses or sharing a penis in bed.

There was no way in hell she could jump straight into the vulgar acts she was about to perform with actual food, knowing that her daughter would never be able to see her the same way after.

Their relationship would never be the same if her daughter were to witness the dirty acts she was about to commit, and she even thought of pulling the plug on this whole matter to save her image.

But my mother on the other hand saw the fear in Camila’s eyes when she saw her daughter standing before her and thought that the perfect opportunity to get back at Camila for what she had done to her had come.

The sneaky side of her came out, and a sly smile formed on her usually bubbly face as she silently giggled to herself about how she was going to show her older sister that even though she may be a little chubby hamster, she was still a hamster with sharp teeth and could bite back if her buttons were truly pressed…