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

But of course, even though I said that there was a spider, there wasn't actually any actual spider that climbed into her chest, and I was simply using Bella's past trauma to complete my request, as mean as it sounded.

But at the same time, I couldn't simply say that the spider just ran away and that I couldn't find it on her body, which was way too suspicious and would make both mother and daughter look at me in doubt, so I had a small spider ready that was in my pocket, which was one of the two things I garbbed from Camila's kitchen.

As clean as her kitchen was, she didn't really wipe behind the stove, where I found this little black spider in its webs that was quite harmless and tame, which I took out of my pocket where it had been muffled by my handkerchief the entire time, and I was currently holding it by its legs that were an inch long while it dangled as it hung down, swinging gently.

"Oh, it's right here!"

I said as I grabbed a mound of her underboob, which was quite slippery because of how moist her skin was, acting like I had just found the spider and grabbed it while still holding the spider in between my fingers.

Bella couldn't see any of what I did since I was bent down and her bulging breasts were blocking the view, and all she could do was bite her teeth as she felt me aggressively grope her soft breast. Camila also couldn't see anything since she was covering her eyes and only shivered when she heard that I had found the spider.

"Did you get it, Kafka?! Did you get that damn spider?!" Bella asked as she looked down to see what was going on, while her breasts jiggled at her sudden movements that sent her pink nipples around in circles that were difficult to track with how fast they were moving.

"Yeah, I think I did...I caught the little fellow that's been causing you so much trouble." I said, which made Bella's eyes brighten and made her let out a massive sigh of relief now that her worst fear was gone and she wasn't in danger anymore.

But before she could relax her nerves and take a seat after staying in that same stiff position with her breasts out for a while now, I suddenly got up and said, while holding the spider by the abdomen right in front of her,

"But to think you got scared by such a magnificent-looking creature...I mean just look at him. He's quite cute, isn't he, with all his eight eyes and fuzzy legs?"

"Kyaaaa!~!~!~"

Bella didn't admire the shiny carapace of the spider like I intended her to by showing the spider right in front of her. And as an instinct, when she saw something she despised, she let out a loud scream and slapped my hand to get the spider away from her, no matter the consequences.

Smack!~

She then quickly ran and jumped on top of the sofa to get away from the floor as soon as possible, as she immediately realised that she had just slapped the spider away and it could be anywhere on the floor right now.

But in actuality, the spider wasn't knocked from my hand, as right before her hand hit mine, I protected the spider by wrapping it in my fist and had already put it back into my pocket, while she got on top of the sofa and checked herself in a frantic manner to see if the spider landed on her once again.

I already knew that she was going to knock the spider out of my hand, and that was the very reason I held it so close to her, knowing that she hated them, so that I could proceed with my plans with Camila, who was next in line.

"What happened!? What happened!?...Why did Bella suddenly scream like her hair got caught on fire?!"

Camila asked me in a panic, as she stopped covering her eyes when she heard her daughter's cries and was surprised when she saw Bella patting herself on top of the white sofa when she was just standing in front of me a minute ago.

"...B-Bella, what's wrong, dear?

Why are you suddenly dancing on top of the sofa?...I know that you're happy that you got rid of the spider, but I still don't want you to dirty that white sofa by stepping on it, so get down and break dance all you want, will you, since I'm the one who's got to clean up the mess you leave?" Camila asked in a concerned manner, finding out that her daughter was actually quite talented in dancing with the way she was working it now.

"What?! Who said I'm dancing?!" Bella exclaimed when she heard her mother's misunderstanding. "Can't you see that I'm trying to pat off this spider just in case it landed on me?!...Or else I'll have to go through the shameful experience of having my junior touching me all over to take it off me once again!"

"Huh?...W-What are you talking about?...D-Didn't Kafka just say that he caught the spider?" Camila shivered at the thought of the spider being on the loose again and looked around her to see if it was anywhere near her while inching closer to her safe place, which was me. "S-So why are you acting like the spider is on the loose again?"

"That's because it actually is since I accidentally smacked it away when Kafka showed it right in front of me, and it scared me so bad that I acted on reflex and slapped it to God knows where!~"

Bella warned her mother about the spider that was on the loose after making sure that the spider wasn't on her, while looking at me with a look of anguish on her face, like it was all my fault. She then pointed at me with a look of reluctance and blame written all over her face and exclaimed, saying,

"If Kafka hadn't held that disgusting spider by its legs right next to my face, none of this would've happened! So if you're going to blame someone, then blame him!"

"I simply did so since I thought you would appreciate it's beauty and tried to make you understand that it's nothing you need to be afraid off...But that's clearly not happening any time soon, seeing how you're treating the poor spider, whose feelings are hurt after hearing your mean words."

I said in a casual manner, and then all of a sudden I stared at Bella with narrowed eyes that highlighted how dark my pupils were and with an eerie smile on my face, which made her eyes go wide in fright and gulp at how I suddenly looked so scary, as if a soulless ghoul was staring at her, when I looked so friendly before.

I then said in a rather teasing tone, which made her even more frightened by the way I was looking at her, like I was staring at her soul,

"...And I also don't think you should be throwing the blame on someone who had just helped you out of some dire danger, Bella, so watch your words next time or else I might just take the spider and put it right back in the place I found it and make sure it makes a nest there."

Bella trembled at the words she had just received from me, and even though she was supposed to be angry that her junior was talking to her in such an authoritative manner, she didn't dare to show any attitude when she saw the gloomy look in my eyes and bent her head down in obedience.

Even Camila was caught off guard by my sudden change in her demeanour and was surprised that her arrogant daughter was behaving so meekly in front of me, when she would never take such words from anyone else without putting up a fight because of her massive ego and pride.

Well, I expected this, as I've been told many times that my pale white skin and dark eyes make me look like a lifeless ghost sometimes by the staff at the library I worked at, which is the reason that the children there were afraid of approaching me sometimes when I thought of certain memories of the past with a gloomy look on my face.

But other than that, when I thought of those horrid memories that make me look like I'm looking at a dead person, I had a cheerful and warm look on my face, which made me seem like an approachable and friendly person.

And the reason I acted in such a way towards Bella was because I wanted to discipline her for acting so presumptuously and teach her some discipline in Camila's place.

But what both me and Camila absolutely didn't expect was when, all of a sudden, instead of simply saying okay to my words, Bella added something a little extra that came out of her mouth subconsciously.

"Y-Yes, Daddy~...I won't blame anyone else who's helped me ever again and will make sure to thank them first before I do anything else, so please don't put that spider back on me since I'm really scared of them and I will actually cry if have them on top of me again~"

The moment those words left her mouth while she looked at me with an apologetic gaze, Bella realised what she had just said and quickly tried to explain herself in a fluster.

"N-No, I didn't mean what I just said!...I j-just thought you looked s-similar to-...similar to-"

Bella couldn't complete her sentence because her thoughts were all over the place from uttering such an embarrassing word towards me, which made her neck turn a shade of pink, and she looked at her mother to help her out of the situation and explain in her place.

Surprisingly, Camila seemed to know exactly what her daughter was saying, as she explained to me in a composed manner,

"I think Bella is trying to say that you looked similar to her father for a second or at least had his presence when you said those rather threatening words to her, even though my husband spoils Bella to bits and has actually never scolded her mischievous behaviour before."

Bella nodded her head frantically while standing on top of the sofa in a meek manner, which looked comedical when she was acting so haughty not so long before.

"...Actually, rather than saying you resembled my husband in any way, it's more like you gave off the energy of a solemn and strict man who was teaching his daughter a lesson for misbehaving, Kafka." Camila said as she looked at me, like she was wondering how I looked so young and mature at the same time.

She even looked a little excited when she saw how I looked earlier, with the thought-provoking way she was looking at me, like she wanted a piece of me.

"...You would even look the part if you just had some facial hair or something that makes you old, since your eyes looked really chilling at that moment and even made me think of my own father punishing me for something I did wrong when I looked at you."

"Then shouldn't you be calling me 'Daddy' just like your daughter did, Bella?" I said with a smile as Camila walked right in front of me and looked into my clear eyes, wondering where that murky look she just saw went. "I'd happily accept two daughters when they're as pretty as you two~"

"In your dreams, Kafka!"

Camila harumphed, and Bella also looked at me in indignation, like she was telling me that such an accident would only happen once and that I should never hope or expect it to happen again.