Chapter 14: First Request

Chapter 14: First Request

You bastard...You fucking bastard.

I had no problem with you being a gloomy loser who had social anxiety, was an introvert, had horrible hygiene and a shitty fashion sense, was a dead beat who slept all the time, and was someone who depends on his mother for everything but treats her in a horrible manner.

I could excuse all that horrible behaviour of yours.

But the moment you stopped me from burying my face in your mother's knockers with your words, was the moment I became enemies with you for life!

I swear on my life that if I ever get my hands on you one day, I'll choke you out myself for what you did to me, you damn sabotager!

"Kafi, what's wrong? Why are you looking at the ceiling with such a scary look on your face?"

Shit! My emotions leaked out, and I don't have that pityful expression on my face anymore. Now, I won't be able to get the hug I deserve.

No, there's no way in hell I'm letting go of a chance of diving into my mother's breasts that easily. I'd be a failure of a man if I gave up without going down with a fight.

"Sorry about that mom; it's just that I was cursing who I was in the past for pushing his sweet mother away when she tried to hug him. That past me should be burned on the stake for all the times he rejected your hug and made you sad." I blamed it all on my previous self in this world and told him it was all his fault that we couldn't hug, which was actually true.

I then looked at my mother with a solemn gaze and said

"And forget about everything I said in the past, mom. You can just treat whatever I said to you as sewage water that accidentally flowed through your ear and forget it all...From here on forth, you can do whatever you wish to do with me and say whatever you want to say with no holds barred. You don't have to carry about my opinion and do as you wish."

"Really?! You won't say anything against it?...Like if I wanted to drop you off at school on some days or if I wanted to write little notes in your lunchbox that you take to school. You won't be against it?" She asked with an expectant gaze and eyes that were burning with excitement.

"Of course. There won't be any objections from me, as my mother's desires are ultimate."

"E-Even if I wanted to go on mother-son dates with you from time to time. Or watch a movie on TV together...We can do that?" My mother's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and she was doing happy steps on the ground because of how thrilled she was to hear my words.

I was doing my best to keep my hands on them since they were so alluring, but I have to say that I was genuinely struggling to stop myself from playing around with those fat knockers of hers and was fighting my inner demons from doing so.

I normally have perfect self-control when it comes to these sorts of things and am generally quite composed. But when I felt these perfect breasts that I had never seen before on my chest, I just couldn't help but want to have a try at them to see how they compare to what I was used to back on Earth.

But I lived off the principle that greed would bring about my demise, so I quickly controlled myself and let my mother hug me as she wished.

Ding~

[A message has been sent from the Gods]

But just as I was chanting a sutra in my head to calm my lower half down, I got a message from the Gods for the first time informing me of my first quest in this new world.

I was honestly excited when I first received the message, as it was technically my first step towards Godhood, and more importantly, seeing my actual mother up in the Heavens.

It was also a mission given by God, so it had to be quite exciting and should give me a rush I haven't felt in a long time while accomplishing it.

But when I read the message given to me by the Gods, my mood dropped faster than a boulder down a cliff, and I was gobsmacked at the absurd request.

I even wondered if this was a message from the Gods, or if some horny pervert hijacked the Gods messaging line for me and sent a message to me that he himself wrote.

The message sent to me was:

[The God of Storms Synthia sends a request: Grope your mother's buttocks]

[Successfully fulfill the request and gain the Gods satisfaction and approval]

[Fail the given request and get struck by the Thunderbolts of Almonard until you turn into dust]