God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 468

Chapter 468: An Extra Set Of Hands
As Nina snuggled against me, her breathing steady and calm, I couldn’t help but smirk to myself. This felt like the perfect moment to bring up an idea I’d been sitting on for a while.

I tilted my head slightly, looking down at her relaxed face.

“You know…” I started casually, my tone deliberately light. “…Watching you run around like a headless chicken these past few days got me thinking.”

Nina let out a small, content hum, but her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was trying to decide whether to pay attention or stay lost in the comfort of the moment.

“What about?” She mumbled, her voice muffled against my chest.

“About how much work you’ve been taking on by yourself.” I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “So, I took the liberty of finding a little help for you.”

That woke her up. She stiffened against me, pulling back slightly to look up at me with wide eyes.

“Help? What kind of help?”

I shrugged like it was no big deal.

“A couple of girls. They’re trustworthy and more than willing to help you run this place. They’ll do a great job, and the best part?…They don’t need much—just minimal pay, some food, and a place to stay. Lucky for them, your hot spring has plenty of rooms.”

Her mouth fell open slightly, and her expression caught somewhere between shock and disbelief.

“Wait, hold on.” She said, her voice rising a little. “Where on earth did you find people like that? Who would just work for food and a place to stay?!”

I chuckled, reaching up to tap her nose lightly.

“It’s not as rare as you think, you know. There are people out there who just need a chance. They’re hard-working, and this would be a win-win for everyone…I thought you might appreciate having some extra hands around here so you don’t burn yourself out…They too are in need of a place to stay right now, so I thought that you could help them out.”

Nina blinked at me, her lips pressing together in thought. For a moment, she seemed too stunned to respond, her expression shifting between incredulity and cautious curiosity.

“You’re serious?” She finally asked, her voice soft but still tinged with disbelief.

“Dead serious,” I replied, my tone teasing but sincere. “You can meet them if you want. I made sure they’d be a good fit for you…Trust me, they’ll make your life a lot easier.”

Nina furrowed her brows, leaning back slightly to study my face.

“I was going to say no at first, Kafka.” She admitted, her voice hesitant. “I’m not used to working with other people…This hot spring has always been my responsibility, and I’ve always handled it on my own. Bringing in strangers feels…strange, I guess.”

She paused, her fingers lightly fidgeting with the fabric of my shirt. Her tough demeanour softened as she let out a small sigh.

“But if they’re struggling girls just looking for work, I can’t exactly turn them away, can I?” Her voice grew quieter, as if she were thinking out loud.

I smiled, watching the conflict in her eyes slowly resolve itself. Nina always had a soft spot, no matter how much she tried to hide it.

Finally, she looked back at me, her head tilted slightly.

“Where exactly did you even find these girls?” She asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and disbelief. “I mean, who just stumbles across hard-working women willing to trade labour for food and a place to stay?”

I shrugged, the corners of my lips quirking into a mischievous smile. “Let’s just say I have my ways.” I teased, enjoying the slight glare she shot my way. “But seriously, they’re good people, Nina…I wouldn’t have brought them up if I didn’t think they’d be a perfect fit for you and this place.”

She eyed me suspiciously, crossing her arms.

“You’re being awfully vague, Kafka.” She muttered. “I feel like there’s more to this story you’re not telling me like they’re your last lovers are something and you’re asking me to take care of them.”

I chuckled, holding up my hands in mock surrender, and said,

“Alright, alright. I might’ve overheard a conversation in town. They were looking for work, and I just connected the dots.”

Nina’s eyes narrowed, but I could see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

“You’re always meddling.” She said, shaking her head. “But I guess this time it worked out.”

“It always works out,” I said with a grin. “Because I care about you and this place…And with those girls taking care of this place, I can get more chances to ‘take care’ of you in the bedroom.”

Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she quickly turned her head away.

“You’re so annoying.” She grumbled, but the warmth and shyness in her voice betrayed her words.

As Nina muttered something about how meddlesome I could be, I smiled and leaned back casually, but inside, my thoughts were far from casual.

The truth was, those girls weren’t just some struggling wanderers looking for work. They were part of the assassination clan I’d taken over not too long ago.

Deadly, disciplined, and fiercely loyal to me, they were the kind of people you’d want on your side in a fight—or in this case, watching over someone you cared about.

They also weren’t just going to help her run the hot spring; they’d keep an eye out for trouble and ensure she never had to face any danger.

Of course, telling Nina the truth wasn’t an option. She’d probably panic at the idea of having assassins under her roof—or worse, she’d try to kick them out.

Ignorance was bliss, and in her case, it meant peace of mind.

I glanced at her as she started to fidget again, probably overthinking how this arrangement would work. She’d never know that the same “trustworthy girls” who’d be folding towels and cleaning rooms were also skilled in combat and espionage.

But that was fine…As long as she was safe and happy, she didn’t need to know about anything, and she just needed to live her life in ignorance and bliss as I intended it to be.