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

It was quite obvious that she was trying to distract me from what just happened by the way she was glancing at me from the side to see if I'd taken the bait or not. But since I didn't want to make it too awkward for her, I didn't make it hard for her and went by her side and said,

"You mean the person on the right...Well, he's probably you're-"

"My older brother, right?..." Camila suddenly guessed on her own, like she finally understood how I viewed things and was proud for having such insight. "...You probably think that he's my older brother and that we're a family of three siblings, with me being the middle child."

"As if!..." I sternly said, as if I found it insulting, that she considered that man as her brother, which surprised her since she was sure her guess would be correct. "There's no way that person can be your brother...I mean, just look at you and your sister, and then look at him...It's quite obvious that you aren't siblings just by looking at how old he looks compared to you."

"It's honestly so clear and obvious that it looks like I'm comparing a swan to a toad." I decided to see just how close she was to her husband by saying a few things that might provoke her and get a reaction out of her.

"One looks like an elagant swan floating in a peaceful river." I looked at Camila with a tender gaze, which made her look away and ignore me. "...While the other one looks like a wrinkly toad with white hair that's sitting on a lilypad, idly wasting its life." I looked at her husband's picture with disdain.

"There's just such an uncrossable line between them that the only way they could exist together is if there was an inseparable bond of love between them that could traverse any obstacle that came their way." I sugarcoated Camila's relationship with her husband, just in case she actually got offended by the rude things I said about him.

But luckily for me, it was just like I thought, as Camila only gave a desolate sigh with a smile of irony on her face and said in a low voice,

"...Well, I guess I can understand why you might think that, since he's aged quite a lot in these recent years and hasn't been keeping up with his health, no matter how many times I tell him to, and just continues to ignore me."

"...As for him being a toad, I think it suits him since, just like a toad, he sits around all day minding his own business without a care in the world. And even if I were to call out for him from the other side of the bank, I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't respond to me at all and go at his own pace, which he seems to love to follow so much..."

She gave a sarcastic chuckle, and looking at how lonely her eyes looked, it was obvious that it hurt her to agree with all the rude things a stranger told her about her husband.

But unfortunately for her husband, she didn't have the willpower or desire to fight for someone like her own husband, whom she doubted would do the same for her.

The fact that she didn't oppose a single word that I said or even look me the wrong way, and just agreed to what I said about her husband was more than enough to tell me how unstable their relationship was, which put a big smile on my face since it just made my job a whole lot easier.

"Wait, if you don't think that he's my brother, then just what relationship do you think I have with him?" Camila asked with a curious gaze, ignoring her husband for a moment, and focused on me, whom she was looking at dearly, as if she already felt close and familiar with me.

"You're father, probably..." I said, as I stared at her husband's despicable face. "With how how old he looks compared to you it would make sense if he's your father... Honestly, I would even say that he was your grandfather if he had more white hairs on his head, but I don't want to be too rude to him."

"Pfht!~ Father?~ You thought he was my father?~" Camila broke out laughing at the thought of her husband becoming her father. "And not only did you think he was my father, but my grandfather as well!~...Hahaha!~~...Just how amusing are your thoughts!~"

Even the way she laughed was quite graceful, as she covered her mouth and laughed, which sounded like the chirping of a sparrow and was quite pleasant to the ear.

"My husband would probably burst out in fumes if I told him what you said about him and would probably go on a rampage to find you~"

She said as she slowly stopped laughing. But she couldn't stop smiling after what she heard and looked at me in a delighted manner, as if she found me as someone she enjoyed being around with since I always managed to make her smile in one way or another.

"...Why? Are you going to tell on me to your brother, that I called him a grandpa?" I asked in a slightly flirty tone, with my lips curled up, while looking down on her rosy face.

"Probably not...As even though my husband is quite short-tempered and loves to get into unnecessary problems with others, I don't think he would be able to last in a fight with someone as young as you, who, not to mention, works out."

"So for his sake and fragile dignity, I'm willing to keep this a secret between us." She zipped her mouth in a playful manner and looked like she found it fun to have a secret with someone else, as it made her feel like she was young and free again.

"Oh, how do you know that I worked out?" I asked, even though I don't normally work out as it would be useless on my body, that already has enough strength no human can imagine surpassing, no matter how much they deadlift.

"I don't know...I just thought you did when I felt how firm your chest was when I hit you, like I was banging on the surface of a smooth rock." She said and closed her eyes to remember the touch of my skin she had felt, and she unconsciously moved her fingers like she was stroking the grooves of my pecs she had felt when she snuggled up next to me.

"Oh gosh~..." I said in an exaggerated manner and covered up my chest, like I was offended by the way she touched me. "Who would've thought I would be felt up and touched in such a weird way by the neighbour next door in the first week of moving to this new town?!~ What am I going to do now?!~"

"Oh, don't overreact~..." She rolled her eyes at my dramatic act while smiling like she thought it was funny. "I just accidentally touched your chest and nothing else."

"And if you really feel that bad about it, you could just touch mine as compensation~" She said with a smug look on her face as she crossed her arms and pushed her bulging breasts out, confidently teasing me, thinking that I wouldn't have the guts to actually touch her breasts.

But she clearly didn't know that I held the title of Incarnation of Lust and would go to the ends of the world to grope some milkers, as I didn't hesitate to hold out my hands in front of her chest as if I were going in for a feel, and asked in an amused manner,

"Can I really?~"

Slap~

"Of course you can't!~" She exclaimed, not expecting to be shameless enough to grope someone's breasts on command, and slapped my hand away with a strict expression on her face.

But behind that solemn look on her face, I could see her eyes gleaming with jolly and cheerfulness, as if she found her time with me to be quite enjoyable and refreshing, unlike her usual day-to-day life.

It also showed that I was getting closer and closer to her heart, and it wouldn't be long before I permanently made my mark there...