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

And I'm pretty sure that even if I had an actual mother who cared for me back on Earth, she would've definitely gotten fed up with making so much food for a single child and would've told me to manage my own meals, so it's not surprising that Camila or anyone else would want to take on such a task for me.

But to my surprise, Camila had the exact opposite reaction I thought she would, as she quickly said with an excited look on her face, like she had finally gotten the opportunity she was waiting for,

"No, no, Kafka!~ You're misunderstanding!~...I'm not asking you that since I think of cooking for you as a burden and because I don't want to cook for you...Rather I'm asking because I'm excited that I can get to cook so much food for someone who actually enjoys my dishes!~"

"W-What?...You're actually happy that you can cook for someone like me who has an endless pit for a stomach?" I asked with a perturbed look on my face, as I never expected anyone out there to actually think of providing for me as a joyful opportunity instead of a tedious challenge.

"Of course, Kafka!~" Camila clapped her hands in an excited manner, while her blue eyes glowed like she was already thinking of all the things she was looking forward to cooking for me in the future.

"Even though you may be a bottomless abyss that just keeps on consuming whatever you put on your plate, you're also an abyss that vividly shows off how much you enjoy the dishes you're indulging in, so clearly on your face or the way your hands move around like you can't control your emotions while eating, which is exactly what housewives like me who cook daily look for when we're making something for our family."

"More than simply hearing words of simple gratitude after the meal, we would much rather see or hear just how much our family enjoyed the meal, which gives us the motivation to make the next meal better than the one before since we get to see our family happily enjoy our cooking again." Camila explained with a gentle smile on her face what she truly wanted to see, which was so simple and wholesome but was something that she never got from her family.

"So someone like you, Kafka, who makes it so very obvious that you enjoy every meal you eat is someone that all housewives out there would desire since you would give them a reason and purpose to enjoy cooking for their loved ones, and also someone I wish would eat the meals I make as well."

"...And I too love to cook, Kafka, and I constantly look for any opportunity to make a feast every day since I have so many new recipes in my mind that I want to try out...So don't you dare think that I'm doing this out of obligation and think of it as a burden, as I'm genuinely happy to make some delicious and tasty meals for you, Kafka, the one I love, knowing that I'm making you content with my simple meals and filling your appetite with every spoon of grain you take in..."

Camila said as she rubbed my thighs and looked at me with a caring gaze, like she was telling me it was alright and that there was no need to hold back when it came to her since she had already started considering me as her dear family, which was making it difficult for me to swallow the food I had in my mouth since I was choking up.

And I felt like I was going to cry since it was the first time in my life that someone actually wanted to care for and provide for me, knowing the burdens that came with it, simply because she loved me.

Sniff~ Sniff~

I tried my best to hold back my tears since the chauvinistic part of me didn't want to cry in front of my girl and show that I was quite weak when it came to these soppy matters, but a tear still managed to come out, which I quickly wiped off.

Luckily, Camila was busy thinking about something else, which for some reason was making her cheeks flush and making her glance at me shyly, so she didn't see the embarassing sight of me tearing up over such a simple and insignificant matter.

I quickly found out what Camila was thinking about, which put a smile on my face when I heard it when she timidly said,

"...A-And anyway, I'm going to have to cook for all our children as well, and since you made it clear that you want a bunch of them, I think cooking all these dishes for you on a daily basis will be a good practice for what is to come in the future."

Camila's neck turned a light shade of pink as she explained her plans for the future. And when she saw me grinning at her from ear to ear, she immediately got embarrassed and started venting it out by pinching my thigh vigorously, when she was gently rubbing it before.

Pinch~ Pinch~

She then suddenly looked at me with rather wary eyes, like she was looking at a womaniser who couldn't help himself even when he already had two beautiful women waiting for him at home, and said in a sarcastic manner,

"And I'm also pretty sure that with how fond you are of women and how you can easily sway their hearts like you did mine, me and your mother won't be the only women in your household, and there will definitely be plenty more to come, which also means more mouths to feed in the future..."

I couldn't help but look away at the mocking gaze in Camila's eyes, as I couldn't even deny what she said since it was all true, which made her ruefully smile and shake her head at the unpredictable life she had thrown herself into, which she had no idea how it was going to turn out in the end, and hoped for the best...