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

Chapter 11: Second Hand Embarrassment

"M-Mom, are you crying?" I asked after seeing her body shiver, as she laid her face on my shoulder.

"Did I say anything wrong?...If I did, I'll apologize and take back what I said immediately. I'll even join you in your musical piece you were so proud of, and we can play it together, so please don't cry, mom." I said, not having any idea why she started crying all of a sudden.

I started teasing her after seeing how cute she was reacting, like I usually do when I talk with older women who I'm interested in, but I never expected her to cry after hearing my words.

If I knew she would cry, I would've stayed silent the whole time, as I didn't want the person who showed me how it felt to be sincerely loved by someone for the first time in my life to be sad.

It started off with her making me cry with her words, and now it was me who made her cry with mine. What a vicious cycle.

"N-No, you didn't say anything wrong and hurt mommy in anyway. It's just...It's just..." My mom muttered while choking on her own tears, as she held my arm tightly and buried her face in so that I wouldn't see her crying face.

"...It's just that mommy is so happy that she just can't help but cry a little." She wiped her tears on my shirt and looked up at me with watery eyes and a beautiful smile on her face.

She then chuckled while wiping away the remnant tears on her face and said

"It's just that you've been so cold and distant to me for all these years, and I was starting to worry that you were slipping away from me. Right now, we can still stay together since you are still in high school, but I started to wonder what would happen when you left for college and what would happen after that when you started working. I worried that you wouldn't need your mother anymore and wouldn't speak to me ever again, once you became independent."

Even though she was currently laughing like it was a joke, I could still see a lingering fear in her eyes, as if she hadn't fully gotten over the fact that her son might leave her side one day and never return.

"But now I don't need to worry about that anymore."

She stopped wiping her tears and said it with a blooming smile on her face; with the fear in her eyes slowly subsiding as she looked at me tenderly, as if everything in the world was finally going her way.

"After hearing your words today and seeing how much you actually care for me, I don't ever have to have those worries ever again...And why exactly do you think that is?" She looked up at me eagerly, expecting me to answer.

The reason I care for her? And the reason I said some nice words to her?...Well, it was partly because I wasn't treating her like my actual mother and wanted her to have a nice impression of me as a man, and not her son. But it's not like I can actually say that, so I have to think about why her so-called 'son' would do such things.

"...B-Because I love you?"

I hesitantly said, giving her an answer that I thought would be the most appropriate reason her son would act this way, not knowing if this was the answer she was asking for.

"Exactly! It's because Kafi loves his mommy!" My mother exclaimed, elated, that her son answered her quiz correctly.

"Kafi loves his mommy so much that he considers her to be the most beautiful woman in the world!" She clapped her hands and jumped around like an excited child, which also made her overwhelming breasts jump along with her.

"Stop saying that aloud. For some, when you say it like that, it's making me feel embarrassed." I covered my face and told her to stop jumping around and proclaiming my love for her.

"I won't~ I won't~...Why you ask?" She stopped jumping around and looked at me and asked.

"...It's because Kafi loves his mommy!" She answered her questions and started jumping around me in glee once again.

"Kafi loves his mommy~ Kafi loves his mommy~ Kafi loves his mommy so much that he thinks she's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen~" She was so happy to finally know that her son actually loves her and was opening up to her after waiting for him all these years, that she started jumping around me while singing a chant.

The chant was adorable, as there was something cute about a grown woman being so excited that she was singing a song she made up and dancing around her son. But at the same time, it was extremely embarrassing for me, and it was making me blush.

If it was simply any other older lady I met who was doing this, I would've just thought it was quite funny and wouldn't have had too much of a reaction. But when a woman who was supposed to be my mother was acting like a child around me, it gave me second-hand embarrassment on her behalf for some weird reason and was making me cringe to the point I had to look away.

I tried to stop her little dance and chant by holding her down, but she always nimbly dodged my hands and danced around me, as she sang her little song while looking at me with loving eyes.

Seeing how happy she looked and the tender look on her face as she gazed at me, her son, my heart softened a bit, and I let her do as she pleased as I covered my face to hide my flustered face.

After dancing and singing around me for a while, she finally stopped after she was satisfied. Her face was brimming with energy, and she looked like she could go for another hour, but she stopped after seeing how awkwardly her son was standing and waiting for her performance to end.

"Although mommy hasn't had a chance to play you my musical piece with the kitchen utensils, she's still happy that she got to sing and dance with you."

"More like sing an embarrassing song and jump around like a kid, while making her pityful son watch." I said, begrudgingly, as I took my hand off my flushed face.

"Oh, don't you act like you didn't enjoy it. I know you like every one of mommy's artistic performances...Now ask me why I know that?" She came forward and told me to ask her a question eagerly, to which I already knew how she was going to answer.

"How do you know that?" I asked against my will.

"Because Kafi loves mommy! And if Kafi loves mommy, then he'll also love all of mommy's performances!" She exclaimed with a bright look on her face, as if it were a matter of fact.

"Sigh...Now, I'm regretting opening up to you and saying how much I love you. At least I wasn't constantly embarrassed and played with back then before I said anything." I said, unable to handle her overwhelming love for me.

"No~ You already said that you love mommy more than anyone else in the world~ You can't take back what you just said, and I'm not allowing it even if you did!" She pointed her finger at me and said with a stern look on her face, as if she wasn't going to allow any takebacks.

"But at the same time, it also makes me wonder why you decided to change so suddenly and open up to me when you haven't ever shown signs of talking to me even once." She said with a thoughtful look on her face.

Well, it's because I'm not your actual son, actually someone else from another world, but it's not like I can say that.

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