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

Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, and Violet.

If I'm correct, those are the seven colours of the rainbow. I think I can find five of the colours on Nina's body if I look 'deep' enough.

But where in the world am I going to find yellow and orange on her body?

I really can't think of any part of her body that has those colours, that is, unless I ask her to pee in front of me, which I would surely receive a slap in the face if I really did.

Well, before I even think of pealing her clothes to have a check, I should probably bring her to a mood where she would willingly accept my request, which won't be the easiest to do but isn't impossible at the same time.

"W-What are you doing, Kafka? Why are you staring at me like that?...It feels like you're going to pounce on me at any second." Nina stood on guard when she caught me staring at every nook and cranny of her body to figure out where all the different colours were, and she took a stance like she was ready to throw a kick at me if I made a move.

"Oh, it's nothing.

I was just feeling grateful to my parents for bringing me to this town, even though I was a little reluctant at first...Or else I would've never met a woman as exquisite as you, Nina, who makes me think that God really has sent his blessings down onto this world." I said with a smile on my face, which made Nina face palm herself while having flushed cheeks, wondering just why such cheesy lines from a kid who was still in school were actually making her feel butterflies in her stomach.

I then added as I looked around the lobby, "...I was also wondering if you had a toolbox that we could use to fix the vending machine."

"Oh, I do, Kafka. It's back in the storage room." Nina's head perked up and she quickly went to fetch the set of tools I was asking for. "Just wait here for a second. I'll be right back."

I could hear the sounds of boxes being shifted after Nina entered a small room in the lobby, and seeing how she had an eager look on her face when she entered the room, it was obvious that Nina was quite excited to learn something that her father would've normally done in the past.

After a minute of searching, Nina finally came out with her hair a little messed up and her clothes a bit dirty, like she put in some effort to find the old toolbox that she was carefully hugging onto like it was some kind of treasure.

Nina then put the toolbox on the floor, and when she looked around to see where I had disappeared too, since I wasn't standing in the spot she last saw me in, she was surprised to see that I was already sitting down on the floor right next to the vending machine.

"Kafka, what are you doing? If you're tired of standing, you could've just sat on the sofa...Why did you sit on the floor?" Nina asked, confused as to why I was sitting at the side of the vending machine while facing a panel on the machine.

"I'm not tired, Nina. I'm sitting here because this is the area that probably has an issue." I pointed at the little metal door in front of me that opened up to show the internal machinery of the vending machine. "If we're going to fix the machine, we have no choice but to sit on the floor and do so...A stool also won't work since it would be harder to look inside because of how small the door is."

"I see...But if you're sitting there, then where am I going to sit?" Nina asked, seeing that I was sitting right in front of the panel, and I gave her, the person who was going to fix the problem, no space to sit. She then joked, saying, "...Don't tell me that you want me to sit on your lap or something."

"Of course, Nina. Why else do you think I've spread my lap out so much?...It's for you to sit on, of course." I said as if it were obvious, while patting my lap like it was ready to be sat on at any time.

"Y-You're joking, right?" The smile on Nina's face froze when she heard her words come true. "You can't actually be telling me, your elder, to sit on your lap, right?...Isn't that messed up in so many different ways?"

"...If you want, I can sit down on the ground, and then you can sit on top of my lap like a little baby instead, Kafka...I can even rock you back and forth if you want me to." Nina had a bright glint in her eye as she gave me her suggestion, like she couldn't wait to coddle me like a toddler.

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"No, Nina...As much as I want to lean back on you and stuff my head in between your breasts like they're two fluffy mufflers..." Nina shook her head and looked like she was calling herself an idiot for trying to treat a pervert like me as a baby. "...I still need you to sit on my lap, since you're the one that's actually going to do the work while I'm simply going to tell you what to do.

If I'm the one sitting on your lap, there's no way you're going to get anything done with my back blocking your view and my weight crushing you to oblivion."

"So, why don't you be a good older sister and sit on your little brother's lap like I ask?" I humbly requested Nina to come and take her seat on my lap, which made her ponder if she should take the risk. "...And before you do so, could you first bend down towards me a little?"

"Why? What are you going to do to me now?" Nina asked vigilantly but still followed what I said and obediently bent down until her face was right next to mine.

"You don't have to be so scared, Nina...I'm not that scary of a person." I said as I took out a handkerchief from my pocket, and to Nina's surprise, I started to wipe some parts of Nina's face with it. "It's just that there's some dust on your face from searching for the toolbox, and I'm helping you wipe it off."

"Who do you think that I'm, Kafka? A little kid? I can do it myself." Nina looked at me in an indignant manner for treating her like a child, but still stood and let me clean the dust off her face, like she really didn't mind what I was doing.

And after having a look at the pure look in her eyes as I helped her, she couldn't help but feel bad that she was doubting my intentions when I was sincerely trying to help her out. She then reluctantly said, while standing up and brushing her dusty clothes,

"Fine, Kafka. I'll do as you said and sit on your lap...But don't you dare try to do anything weird to me while I'm on top of you, since there's a toolbox full of sharp tools right next to me, and I wouldn't mind giving you a little poke with any one of them if you try anything strange."

Nina warned me about the consequences and placed the toolbox right next to me, like she was telling me that she wasn't joking.

She then gave my lap one last glance with a little tint on her cheeks and placed her legs over mine until she was standing right over me. And without wasting any moment, she slowly lowered her perky ass that hovered over my face as it went down, leaving behind a refreshing scent like a pine tree in the cold winter, and she gently sat herself right on my lap.

Sit~

All I could do the moment I felt Nina's bouncy ass submerge into my lap like it was a marshmallow that was melting in the blistering heat of a bonfire was let out a big smile and thank the Gods up above for giving me the opportunity to have such a delightful experience.

And even though the opportunity came with a bunch of risks that always ended with my indefinite death, I believed it was still worth it at the end of the day, as my existence was worth nothing compared to the sight I was seeing now of Nina, who was trying to hide the embarrassed look on her face that looked so adorable at the moment.

True happiness came with a bunch of equal risks...But in my situation, the joy I was feeling definitely outweighed the risks, without a doubt.