God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem-Chapter 333: Bound To Nobody

"It is fine, right, Nina?" Kafka asked as he gently used the tips of his fingers to hold the elongated part of her ear, which made them flicker around a bit. "There's no rule in your variant clan that says that no one other than the person you're married to forever is allowed to touch your ears, right?"

He simply asked this as a joke, as he had read in a few fantasy novels that elves who had similar ears to Nina treated their ears like sensitive parts that only their loved ones could lay their hands upon and wanted to see if it was true here as well.

But out of his expectation, Nina had a rather bizarre outrage at his silly question, which took him by surprise.

"No, Kafka. There's no such rule in my clan...And even if there was, I wouldn't abide by it and would let you touch my ears however you want, since it's my wish to let anyone else lay their hands on my body and no one else's!" Nina harumphed as her rebellious spirit came out when she heard the possibility of someone trying to chain her up and make her lose her freedom.

She then looked at Kafka, who was tenderly stroking the edge of her ears, and said with an indignant look on her face, "...So, do whatever you want, Kafka. Let's see who tries to stop you!"

"C-Calm down, Nina...You don't have to get so worked up over some dumb doubt I had." Kafka was caught off guard by her sudden protest and softly patted her smooth back to help her calm down, which had an immediate effect as Nina quickly simmered down and felt embarrassed about getting so worked up in front of a junior.

He then continued saying, "I'm pretty sure that no one out there is dumb enough to try and control a woman like you, Nina, who can beat up three men so effortlessly, so you really have no reason to get so angry about someone trying to pluck away your choice, as you are the last person I see that happening to."

Nina's ears twitched in a bashful manner when she realised that she was showing her fiesty side once again to Kafka, when she was actually doing the opposite and trying her best to show her feminine side to him so that he didn't look down on her as a woman.

"N-No Kafka, it's not like I'm getting angry for no reason!" Nina looked up at Kafka and quickly explained her actions so that he didn't misunderstand and think that she was a woman who was violent at all times.

"It's just that me and every other woman in this world have grown up in an environment where men constantly try to tell us to do their bidding and live the life they want us to live like we're puppets, so I couldn't help but get a little agitated when you brought up something similar."

"...A-And I hope you don't think any less of me after what I said, Kafka, as this is simply what every woman in the world thinks, and I'm not the only one who has such thoughts." Nina turned her head and said in a distressed manner, as she didn't know if Kafka would take offence since she was basically calling out every man in this world, which also included him.

"Of course, Nina~...I wouldn't even be angry if you were to stab me in the heart since I would be looking at your beautiful face as I close my eyes for the final time, so why would you think that I would think badly of you because of a legitimate problem you and every other woman out there are facing in their lives?"

Kafka said with a gentle smile on his face. He then continued poking the tips of her ears with the tips of his fingers, which were pointy like a thorn, but at the same time they didn't really prick his finger, as unlike how they looked, they were actually as soft as a petal and simply bent when he applied some pressure on them.

Nina herself was resisting the urge to give Kafka a big hug and snuggle in his chest, as every time he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but impress her even more and make her wonder how such a wonderful boy existed, who gave her more comfort the longer she spent time with him.

She honestly even wanted to tape his mouth shut and let him do whatever he wanted to do to her in silence, so that he wouldn't drill into her heart even more than he had already done and make her think of unsavoury thoughts.

But she knew that even that would be useless, as Kafka would still somehow do something that would make her heart race, so she simply obediently sat on his lap while looking down and not making eye contact with him. She then let him play with her ears all he wanted to, while she resisted the building urge to rub her face all over his wide chest and fall asleep in his embrace.

"But Nina, what about you?...Would you think bad of me if I had a presumption request that I want you to follow, which would make me the same as the rest of the men in the world who want every woman under their control?"

Kafka asked a rather strange question out of nowhere when he was squishing her soft earlobes that felt like cotton, which caught Nina, who was daydreaming off guard, and made her look at him with a confused look on her face.

"Hmm? What is it, Kafka?...What is it that you want me to follow?" Nina asked, and she was surprised that she was so readily willing to hear about what Kafka wanted her to do.

She was even more surprised that she wasn't repulsed by it one bit, like she would've been if any other man had ordered her to follow something he said and was willing to comply with it, even before he said what he wanted her to do.

And after realising how open she was to his suggestion, she decided to be honest with her thoughts and said to him in a rather coy manner, like she was embarrassed that she was admitting to this,

"...A-Actually Kafka, if any other man were to tell me to do something that deprived me of my freedom, I would've sent them off with a slap."

"But for some reason, when you do the same, I don't really mind at all and am willing to do anything you say, even though it means that I'm letting another man step over me, which is something that I hate the most."

She then affirmed her thoughts and regained her posture as she continued to say in a cheerful manner,

"It's probably because I think of you as a little brother that can do no harm to his older sister, and I trust that whatever you do is only for the good of me that I suddenly seem so open-minded in this matter~"

Nina let out an innocent chuckle, like she couldn't believe that a boy she met today could make her change so much.

She then looked at Kafka with a warm look in her eyes and asked,

"So, what do you want me to do, Kafka?...Tell your big sister here, and she'll surely fulfil it."