God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Reverse Betrayal
“W-Well, I had some work today, so I got up early, mom. I also wanted to return something to Kafka-…I-I mean Daddy, so I came over.”

Bella said in a daze as she stared at her mother, who was revealing so much of her body, and quickly corrected the way she referred me so that her mother didn’t spank her.

Bella then glanced at my mother, who for some reason had a welcoming smile on her face when she was so nervous earlier, and then at Camila, who was frantically thinking of what excuse she should give and hesitantly asked,

“Rather than asking me why I came over, shouldn’t I first ask you what exactly you are doing right now? I mean to be greeting me like you’re welcoming a customer into a restaurant while being dressed in a way where your breasts are about to spill out.”

“…That surely gives me the right to ask my mother some questions regarding why exactly she’s half naked in our neighbour’s household, right?”

Bella asked while still not understanding what exactly was going on and why her mother agreed to such ridiculous plays.

“I-It’s not what you think, Bella.” Camila quickly replied, and being the sly fox she was, she managed to find an excuse for an actions in a matter of seconds. She then explained, as a drop of sweat rolled down her neck, “It’s just that your Aunt Abigaille and me watched a show where they showcased a cafe that has maids in place of servers and always greeted their customers in the same manner you just saw…So out of curiosity and wanting to see both of your reactions, we decided to enact what we saw.”

“…Isn’t that right, Abi? Isn’t that what we were doing now, and don’t you think we should stop with this little play of ours, now that we’ve seen both our children’s reactions?”

Camila urged my mother to help her out and support her statement in a desperate manner. She also indirectly informed her of calling off and cancelling the breakfast that I had planned.

She thought that my mother would agree to her request, knowing just how against the idea she already was.

But to Camila’s utter shock, my mother simply gave her a teasing smile and looked at her with a glint in her eyes like she were telling that it was now her turn to get back at her and said to Camila with a giggle,

“What are you talking about, Camila? When did we watch such a show and decide to reenact such a scene?”

“Didn’t you say that you wanted to surprise our guest by greeting them in such a crude manner and see just how they would react when they see us in such an exposed state, thinking that it would be funny to look at?…Why are you suddenly changing your reason now, especially when you yourself told the reason your only in a bath towel right now is because you can strip for what’s coming later on?”

My mother inquisitively asked Camila, who was in disbelief that her innocent little sister was throwing her under the bus with a smile on her face.

“…Or is it that you decided to change your mind about the breakfast we were going to have after unexpectedly seeing your daughter as the guest and not anyone else like you thought?”

My mother slyly asked Camila with a satisfied look in her eyes, which pushed Camila further into an inescapable corner.

“What exactly is going on here, mom? Why do you have such a look on your face?”

Bella asked her mother since she had never seen her look so lost for words. And seeing as to how Camila wasn’t answering her, she looked at her Auntie Abigaille, whom she adored, and asked her,

“Can you atleast tell me what’s going on here, Auntie Abigaille? Daddy-…I mean, your son had brought me here, saying that he had prepared a special breakfast for me. But he never told me that both you and my mother would be standing half naked in front of me when I entered the kitchen.”

“…Can you at least explain to me what led to this ridiculous situation and what exactly is this special breakfast that needs both of you to strip like my mother said?”

Bella looked just as confused as her mother as to how she was pulled into such a bizarre situation and asked my mother to help her out.

“Of course, dear!~ Auntie here will explain everything to you!~” My mother sprinted forward and held onto Bella’s hands in a warm and welcoming manner, like she were her mother herself. “But before that, tell me how your project is going. I heard that you were skipping your sleep to work on your project from your mother, which I hope you’re still not continuing since a young girl like you needs her beauty sleep or else it’s bad for your skin.”

“Y-Yes, Auntie…Your son here has been coming over to my house for a while now and has more or else helped me finish my work, so there’s really no need for me to stay up at night from now on.”

Bella quickly answered my mother, while slightly blushing at the caring manner in which my mother was treating her.

It wasn’t like Bella was a shy girl who got embarrassed whenever anyone approached her like she was now. But because my mother’s overwhelming positive and bubbly aura was too much for her, she ended up acting a little bit passive in her presence.

But that didn’t mean that she disliked my mother or anything and rather adored her, since she saw her Auntie Abigaille as her second mother in her eyes with how well my mother treated her whenever they met, and she deeply loved the warmth she felt when she was next to my mother.

She was also overwhelmed at my mother’s exposed, voluptuous body that looked so erotic in her eyes that it even made a girl like her unable to meet the eyes of the lady in front of her, who looked like the Goddess of temptation when she was only wearing a towel.

“Oh, that’s good…I’m glad my Kafi was able to help you in some sort of way.” My mother sighed in relief. She then seemed to have remembered something that Bella uttered and asked her in confusion, “Bella, I think I heard you call my son ‘Daddy’ for some reason. Is that simply a misunderstanding on my part, or did you really-”

“It’s misunderstanding, Auntie! It’s totally something you misheard!” Bella quickly interrupted my mother while waving her hands in a frantic manner. She shrugged her shoulders and continued saying, “I mean, to think that I would call your own son such a ridiculous term…Isn’t that simply absurd?”

“Yes, I guess so…I probably misheard what you said.”

My mother readily accepted it as a misunderstanding on her part, which made Bella calm down her racing heart.

Bella was fine with referring to me as her father in front of me or any other random stranger, since her prideful self never cared about what others thought of her. But to call me ‘Daddy’ in front of my actual mother and also her potential mother-in-law was something she didn’t dare to do.

But this went against what her mother taught her to do, which was the very reason Camila was staring at her with a cold gaze, like she were telling that she would deal with her when they went back home, making Bella let out a shiver and regret dragging herself into such a difficult situation when she could’ve jumped back into her and continued her slumber…