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

Chapter 265: The Strongest Shield

"What's going on, Kafka? What's all that noise I heard?...Did that vile boy start a fight with you?"

Camila came out of her house in a hurry when she heard the sounds of gagging and dragging, like someone was vomitting and falling over her lawn like a drunk man.

She also looked like she was ready to throw fists with the boy if it was really so, as impressive as Kafka was, she didn't believe he could beat up a grown man alone without needing some assistance, which she was glad to provide for her man.

But to her surprise, she only saw Kafka covering up two holes in her garden with soil that she hadn't seen before, and she didn't see the sight of that arrogant idiot who dared to insult the town of which she was proud of or the extravagant car he was driving just for the sake of showing off.

"Hmm?...Where did that boy go, Kafka? I swear, I just heard his murmers now, like he was mumbling something to himself." Camila asked with a doubtful look on her face, mistaking the screams of help from his blistered mouth that was bleeding for murmurs.

"Oh, it's nothing you need to worry about...I've already talked to him about Bella's issue and sent him on his way." Kafka casually said as he walked towards Camila with the usual smile on his face that he always had. "He said that he won't be bothering Bella ever again, so you don't have to worry about your daughter getting in trouble with him ever again."

"Oh, is that so..."

Camila said with a sigh on her face, like she thought that he was let off too easily by Kafka, while Bella slowly walked out of the house from behind and immediately hid behind her mother when she saw Kakfa.

Bella peaked out from behind her mother's shoulders to see how Kafka reacted upon seeing her, but she didn't dare stare too long, like she was afraid that he would pull out another centipede if she did so, which made Kafka chuckle at her silly antics.

"Even if we didn't have to call the police on that weird stalker who was bothering my daughter, I was thinking of slapping him at least twenty times on his face for harassing Bella and to get back at him for his mischief...But I guess we can't do that now that he's run away."

Camila let out a deep sigh as she looked at her hands, which were ready for a good slapping, like it was a pity that things ended so easily, which made Kafka note himself that he shouldn't bother Camila too much unless he wanted to suffer at her delicate hands.

"I think it's better if all problems are solved in a peaceful manner for the sake of both parties involved and so that no unnecessary troubles come in the future, so I think it's ideal that this dilemma got over so easily." Kafka said as he looked at Bella and asked, "...Isn't that right, Bella? Isn't peace always the best option to take?"

Bella shivered when she saw Kaka gazing at her with his lips curled and immediately nodded her head in a frantic manner, knowing that Kafka was indirectly telling her to keep silent about the matter and follow along with what he said.

"I guess you're also correct to say that..." Camila agreed with Kafka, not expecting him to act so calm and mature in this situation when he looked so bloodthirsty before.

And seeing that Kafka had dealt with the problem himself, she turned around to look at her daughter with a chilly look in her blue eyes, a frown on her face, and asked with her arms folded like she was going to give her daughter a strict lecture,

"And don't you think that I forgot about what you did, young lady! How dare you not inform your own mother that such creeps were following you around while you were in another city?!"

"Do you realise how dangerous it is for a girl like you who's in an unfamiliar place to be in that situation?...Do you not realise how lucky you are to get away from this problem unscathed when there's so many horrible incidents happening out there just because the women affected never told their parents about their own problems just because of their own pride?!"

Camila stepped forward towards her daughter with a furious look on her face, keeping such a big matter to herself.

She also wasn't simply angry at Bella for not informing her, but was also scared that something could've gone wrong with her precious baby and didn't know how to express it other than scolding her daughter, who was looking down with a pityful look on her face, unable to say a word in response.

"I-I wanted to, but-...I-I couldn't since I..."

Bella wanted to say that there were several nights where she wanted to talk to her mother about what was going on in her life. But in the end, she didn't have the guts to call her mother, thinking that Camila wouldn't be bothered by her problems after realising just how horrible of a daughter she was in the past and thinking that no mother would ever care for such an ungrateful daughter.

Now that she had realised that her mother had never stopped loving her, no matter how badly she used to treat her in the past, and even now was looking at her with deep concern and affection that couldn't be hidden by the fury in her eyes, she started tearing up, thinking of how lucky she was to be blessed with such a mother, and swore to herself that she would try to be the best daughter her mother could wish for from now on.

"Now hold up now...Let's not blame it all on Bella, when the real one at fault is the scumbag who doesn't know when to give up and accept rejection." Kafka suddenly intervened and stood in between the two when he saw how Camila wasn't going to let a few little tears from her daughter's eyes fool her and was about to scold her daughter again.

"Bella simply must have had her own concerns for not telling you, and she wouldn't have wanted to bother you over some boy affair, which she must have thought she could handle on her own."

"But still, Kafka! That doesn't excuse her for the mistakes she made!" Camila exclaimed, a little frustrated that he was standing up for her daughter when he was supposed to be by her side.

"If you let her go scot-free now, then there's a high possibility that she may repeat the same mistake twice, like how her father used to let her go unpunished no matter what she did, which allowed her to cause even more problems!"

"Only by giving her a good spanking on the butt until it turns red will she learn from her mistakes..." Camila brought out an old disciplining technique, showing that, as a loving  parent, she also knew when to be strict with her children.

Bella jerked up when she heard the word 'spanking' and she immediately hid behind Kafka's back, seeing as to how he was supporting her right now and treating his back like it was the safest shield in the world.

Camila's lips twitched when she saw how her daughter was hanging onto her lover's back, since it almost looked like a daughter seeking protection from her mother by using her father as a shield, which made her feel warm and irritated at the same time, since it made it seem like they were all a close family, but also at the same time made her frustrated since her daughter was jumping ship the moment she was in danger like a little rat.

"A spanking?...That's only done to little children that have done something wrong and not a grown lady like Bella, who's going to graduate college soon..." Kafka stood in front of Camila and held her hands, seeing that she was angry that he was supporting Bella instead of her and making her out to be the villain right now, while he himself was the hero who was helping Bella out.

And seeing as to how her anger still hadn't simmered down and she was still glaring at him with puffy cheeks as if she had been done wrong, he bent down to her ears and whispered saying, "...Well even though I say that, a tight spanking is also done to a mature woman with a voluptuous body like yours when she's a little too naughty in bed...But I don't think our daughter needs to know about our future nighttime hobbies, does she?"

Camila's face flushed when she heard Kafka's words, and all her furious thoughts were replaced with rather lewd ones, which made her unconsciously wiggle her butt.

Bella, who saw her mother's face turn red and give a shy little smile as she looked down in a coy manner, let out a sigh of relief, seeing that the bomb had been defused.

She then looked at Kafka in a daze, wondering what he said to make her mother calm down, and decided that she would run to his trusty back whenever she got in trouble with her mother from now on, making her act more and more like his daughter, which she hadn't realised yet.

"But Kafka~ If we don't do anything now and let Bella off just like that, she might do the same mistake again~" Camila said with a rather coquettish look in her twinkling blue eyes as she carressed his chest, which shocked Bella at how shameless her mother was acting to bring Kafka to her side.

"I guess you're right about that...Without a little disciplining, nothing can be learned by kids these days."

Kafka turned on Bella without hesitation which made Bella gobsmacked at how easily her shield changed sides, now leaving her completely exposed to her mother's rage.