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

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Sigh...Well, whatever it is, I\'ll just use it to my advantage to win over Nina.

"I mean, just look at this, Kafka!" Nina didn\'t seem to be satisfied with simply refuting my words and looked like she wanted to actually prove that she wasn\'t fat like I said, so all of a sudden she lifted her t-shirt up until her entire abdomen was exposed before me, and I had a clear view of her impeccably slender tummy that had absolutely zero unnecessary fat and was in the perfect shape.

She then continued saying, while lifting her top up high, "Look at my abdomen and tell me if you really think that I\'m fat!"

" ...I may not go to those fancy gyms that have popped up in town recently or attend those callisthenics meetings the neighbourhood aunties hold every day at the park.

But I\'ve still been working my ass off for several years to maintain this little place; that\'s given me more than enough physical workout to keep me fit...So to say that I\'m fat even though I have such an impeccable figure that even I myself can\'t help but stare at in the mirror every once in a while...I demand an explanation for your words, Kafka!...I want a written explanation as to why you compared me to a watermelon right now!"

Nina\'s cheeks flushed when she realised that she had basically admitted to admiring her own figure like she was a narcissist, when she had just accused me of being one a little while ago. And her ears also turned red when she saw my eyes roaming around her sleek abdomen like I was carving its visage into my mind.

But she had no choice but to say such arrogant words and expose herself to me in such a shameful manner, as her figure was the only part of her appearance that she was actually proud of, and she couldn\'t allow anyone else to say anything otherwise.

If I had said anything about her face or skin, she wouldn\'t have minded since she was used to thinking that those parts of her weren\'t really as attractive as a woman.

But her body was something she held pride in and something that she couldn\'t allow me to disgrace, since it was the only part of her that she thought was appealing to others and was the sole pillar for her to have the confidence to stand tall in front of others.

Nina was about to scold me again and even pull on my ears for making fun of something about herself that she was actually pleased with. But before she could say anything more and call me blind for calling her fat like she thought, I said something that made her green eyes flicker and instantly stop herself from saying what she was going to say.

"Goddamn, Nina! What a sight to behold!" I said in an enthusiastic manner, with my eyes glued on to her perfectly carved abdomen, which was smooth as moonlit silk, as it glided between the soft swell of her ribs and the delicate dip of her waist.

I then continued saying, with eyes that were burning with excitement, as I looked at her tummy with the graceful and lithe curves, "...The more I look at it, the more I wonder if it\'s real...A truly splendid sight indeed!"

"W-Why is that, Kakfa?" Nina asked as she felt embarrassed by me looking at her abdomen like it was a work of art, and she didn\'t understand why I looked to be admiring her body when I just called her fat earlier. "Why do you think that it\'s not real?...Is it really that weird-looking?"

"Weird looking?...Which bastard said that?!" I demanded to know the imbecile who said those words, which scared Nina for a second, since I really looked like I was going to fight someone for her sake. I then continued, with a certain fervour in my tone, "I don\'t know what you\'re thinking about, Nina.

But the reason I said that it doesn\'t look real is because your midriff looks like it\'s been carved out of emarald ore with how flawless it looks...I mean, just look at how each alluring curve on your abdomen looks like it\'s a testament to grace...How can you look at something as serene and tantalising as this and not wonder if it was really nature\'s creation?!"

"Oh, stop it, Kafka! Don\'t describe something as insignificant as my tummy with such fancy words!...I\'ll die of embarrassment if someone were to walk in and see this sight of a schoolboy singing praises about my stomach like they\'re the scriptures of God!"

Nina exclaimed and told me to quiet down in a fluster in case someone else heard what I was saying, and she started to wonder if she really had some kind of heavenly painting hidden away in her belly.

She even dropped her top down and covered herself up in case I decided to start singing songs about her belly again.

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"Oh, sorry about that, Nina...I was caught off guard by the glorious sight you bestowed upon me, that my mouth just started speaking a bunch of gibberish on its own." I held my head and apologised like I had just suffered a mental attack because of the magnificent sight I just saw, and I couldn\'t help but sing praises of it.

This only made Nina even more embarrassed than she already was, as she had thought that she was the one who appreciated her own body the most, since she knew all the hard work she had to go through to maintain such a top-tier figure.

But here someone was in front of her who looked like he went crazy for a second when he caught sight of her slender midriff and treated that part of her body like it was a holy relic.

"You don\'t have to be so surprised by this, Kafka...Anyone who does the same work as me every day, like carrying a bunch of heavy supplies around the spring or mopping up the baths every night, will obtain such a figure, so it\'s really not that much of a shocking sight." Nina purposely downplayed her tall, slim figure even though she knew all the hardships she went through to maintain her body even in her middle age, just so that I didn\'t get excited and go on a rant again.

"Is that so?

I genuinely thought the sight I saw wasn\'t real at first...Honestly, even now I\'m struggling to believe how someone could have such willowy waists while at the same time having such wide baby-bearing hips...It simply goes against the natural human physique." I said my true thoughts in awe, as even though my mother and Camila had irresistible bodies, they were still on the thicker and plumper side compared to Nina here, who had plus-sized assets as well as a lean and lith body to accompany it, which seemed like something that only the trial candidates could possess.

Nina couldn\'t help but control the smile that was creeping out, as even a prideful woman like her couldn\'t help but feel ashamed when she heard my words. But even still, \'baby-bearing hips\' seemed to be too much for her as she stared at me with limpid eyes and looked to be telling me not to say that ever again.

Nina also noticed my eyes that were faltering in between reality and false lies, as if I were really trying my best to believe that she really had such absurd proportions.

She really wasn\'t fond of how I was acting and didn\'t like how I was doubting the one thing about her that she was never afraid to talk about in confidence. So to make me understand that her hips were no joke and were in fact a hundred percent real, Nina asked while biting her lips since she still felt embarrassed to be asking me such a thing.

"K-Kafka...Since you\'re so hesitant to believe that I really do have such a figure, w-why don\'t you give my tummy a little feel to see for yourself if they\'re real or not?...You surely won\'t suspect me after checking them out by yourself, right?"

Nina was terribly abashed, knowing that she was basically inviting a schoolboy to touch and feel her body up. She wouldn\'t have asked anyone else for such a thing, no matter how they provoked her or even told her that her figure was actually quite ugly.

But the boy in front of her was different and was the only person who truly understood the extent of her overwhelmingly beauty. She didn\'t want the image he had of her to lose any value in those very eyes of his that gazed at her like she was some kind of goddess, so she ended up doing something that went against her morals just for the sake of satisfying his whimsical doubts.