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

"N-No, there's no need for that." She quickly said so that I didn't start praising something else of hers and regained her usual composure. "I already know what's going on in that head of yours from the surprising words you said to me, so you don't need to say anything else."

"But I guess it makes sense when I take into consideration that you're young and at the peak of adolescence, when you would have so many weird thoughts floating in your mind." She said in an experienced manner, which suggested that she most likely had a child who had also gone through puberty in life and was a veteran parent who had already been through it all.

She then looked at me, who she thought was so innocent but was actually a wolf in a sheep's disguise, and said,

"But at the same time, I'm also wondering why you find an old lady like me attractive when there's so many other girls your age who look so much more pretty than me, who's already past my prime."

She looked at me as if she didn't know what to believe since she didn't know if I genuinely found her to be charming, or if I was simply saying so out of consideration. And seeing that she was doubting my intentions, I quickly said, with a sincere look on my face,

"First of all, I'll just say that you're actually one of the most prettiest girls I have ever seen in my life, so it's hard to even compare you with these other girls you're talking about."

Camila's eyes twinkled as she heard my words, but she didn't allow her delight to show on her face and let me continue as she stared at me in a calm and composed manner.

"And second of all, and what I've been wanting to ask for a while now, why do you keep referring to yourself as an older woman as if you've already reached your middle age, when you're just probably in your early twenties?" I asked with confusion in my eyes. "Is that a new trend that you girls follow these days, where you think it's cool to refer to yourself as an older person?"

"Wait, don't tell me that you still think that I'm around the same age as you, right?" She asked with a peculiar smile on her face.

"I mean, I still think that you're a little older than me, but I do think that we somewhat belong in the same age group."

I said, and then decided to throw a curveball at her to catch her off guard by looking straight at her frosty blue eyes and saying,

"So, even if you're a college student or working adult, I still think we can have some common topics that we can discuss if we go on a date together."

"And even if we don't have anything in common with one another since I'm still a school student while you're basically an adult, I'll still happily listen to whatever you want to say with a smile on my face if it means that I can spend some time with you."

"Oh, so you're a highschooler?~" Camila looked shocked at the mention of my actual age and looked like she definitely thought I was older. "I definitely thought for sure that you were in college like my daughter was, and-...W-Wait..."

Her eyes opened wide as she looked at me in incredulity after realising what I had just said.

"...D-Did you just indirectly invite me on a date with you?" She looked straight at me with a look of disbelief written all over her face, trying to see if I was joking or not.

"As in a date where young people go out into town and have fun with one another...Did you just invite me on that type of date!?"

Her voice peaked at the end of her sentence, which showed just how shocked she was that a boy who was not only in high school but also the son of her neighbour as well, was inviting her, a married woman with a daughter who was in college, to a casual date.

She was even more surprised than when I assumed her to be a young adult, and looked to be getting dizzy from all the surprises she was getting in one day.

"Why, what's wrong with that?" I said as I took a step forward, which made her take a step back, seeing how serious I looked right now. "I saw the prettiest girl I had seen in a long time who made my heart race whenever I looked at her beautiful blue eyes, and wanted to ask her out on a date to see if I could be the lucky man to have her as my beloved partner...Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Anything wrong with that??..." She asked in an exasperated manner, as she looked at me with a preposterous look on her face. "How can you say all that when there's so much wrong with what you just said?!"

"I mean, just the fact that I'm your mother's age, is more than enough to make this into an absurd situation that I never thought I would experience in my life!" She decided to directly reveal her true age to me after seeing that I still believed her to be a young girl.

She then looked at me as if she were expecting me to look all surprised at her statement, but to her dismay, she only found me blankly staring at her with a solemn look on my face, which she didn't understand why I was making when I was supposed to be shocked after hearing her true age.

"...You know that you can just say that you're not interested in going out on a date with me, right, instead of trying to reject me in such a roundabout way?"

I said in a low tone, like I was upset that she rejected me but was keeping a straight face in front of her to act tough, which made her mouth go wide at the new direction this already nonsensical scenario was going in.

"I mean to say that you're a middle-aged woman, just to say no to my proposal...I don't think anyone has rejected me in such a brutal way in my life before."

"What?! No, no, no! I'm not saying that I'm a full grown adult, just to say no to your invitation!...I'm saying so because I actually am around the same age as your mother!" She exclaimed while panicking so that I didn't misunderstand and leave with some emotional trauma that I would never be able to forget.

"No, no, I get it." I waved my hand to make her stop trying to appease me, like it only hurt more when she did so. "I understand that you think that I'm still a little too young for you and that it would be embarrassing to go on a date with someone like me who had just turned into an adult this year."

"But it still really hurts when you're going as far as to say that you're my mother's age just to reject me, when all I did was take my chances and ask you out on a date." My eyes darkened, and I looked down with a wry smile on my face as I was really hurt, which made Camila look at me with a look of pity and heartbreak on her face, like she couldn't bear to see a young boy sad because of her.

"...I mean, you just could have said no in the same direct and straightforward way I asked you out, and I would've accepted it with a heavy heart, knowing that I didn't even get a chance to be with the girl I thought was love at first sight."

Camila, who was doing her best to make me understand with a worried look on her face, froze when she heard the words 'love at first sight' as if she didn't expect my affection for her to go that deep, and she looked even more downtrodden that she had managed to indirectly break an innocent boy's heart, even though none of it was her fault.

And while she was lamenting over what she had done for it to come to this point, I was smiling in my heart at the way things were going, as it wouldn't be long before I snuck into her little heart, just like she thought that she had snuck into mine.