Chapter 82: Not Your Average World

[Ah, right...] She seemed to have forgotten to mention something, even though she was supposed to be a perfect being that made no mistakes. [Even though we have forcefully completed Ophelial's request, which is already going against the rules of the trial, you'll still have to complete Ivanova's request that she had given before.]

'The one where I have to feed my mother while she sits on my lap?...Yeah, that should be no problem.' I said, as I thought of ways of making a wholesome moment, like feeding your own mother, as degenerate as possible. 'But I don't really think that we'll have as pleasant a meal as I thought we would at first, since the food on the table would be cold as ice by now.'

I lamented at the fact that all that delicious food that my mother had made wasn't going to be as good as it should've been if we had eaten it hot, especially since I was really looking forward to it and was really hungry from travelling between two worlds.

[Really?...Is the food your mother prepared really as cold as you say?] She suddenly said in a rather knowing tone, like she was indirectly suggesting something to me.

I took the hint she was giving and turned around to look at the dining table behind me, and to my surprise, I found that the variety of dishes behind me were still piping out like they were just taken out of the stove, judging by how everything on the table was still steaming, and looked as good as when I first saw it fresh off the stove.

[Don't be surprised at the sight, since this isn't the average world, like the one you've lived in before.] The god remarked when she saw me stare at the food with a perturbed look on my face.

[This is the World of Milfs made just for you; The Incarnation of Lust and son of Lady Vanitas, so understand that everything in this world revolves around you and is set up in such a way that everything goes your way in a convenient manner.]

'But wait, wouldn't that just make it easier for me to accomplish my requests if everything in this world worked at my convenience?' I asked, as I didn't understand why they were making it easier for me when it's supposed to be a gruesome trial to attain Godhood.

Hearing my threatening words, she immediately reacted by looking up at me with eyes full of fear that her son was going to sit in the mess she made, and quickly pushed me away from her.

"No, Daddy! No!...Don't sit next to me! It's dirty!" She exclaimed at the top of her voice, with a pleading look in her blue eyes, as if me sitting next to her was the last thing she wanted to see happen.

And just as she was about to push me back even further so that I didn't step in the puddle, she seemed to have realised something as her eyes suddenly squinted like she was thinking about something.

She then turned her head and suddenly looked up at me with a look of realisation and surprise on her face, and exclaimed saying

"Daddy! N-No, Kafi!...You just called me mom right now! You called me mom even though the bet is still going on!...Doesn't that mean that I've won the bet between us?!"

A look of genuine happiness and glee appeared on her face, which was flushed with worry and anxiety this whole time, like she had totally forgotten the horrendous situation she was in right now.

It seemed like her ditzy and cheerful nature, along with her rather competitive character, focused on the fact that she won against me when I was dominant this whole, and completely ignored how she was drenched right now since she thought getting one over me was a massive task that she should take pride over.

"I knew it, Kafi! I just knew it! I knew you couldn't resist calling me mom and would've slipped up at some point since you're so used to calling me that!" She said with enthusiasm in her voice like this was what she had been waiting for this whole while. "I used that against you and won this bet of ours...How's that to your liking? You're mother isn't all that bad, is she?"

She crossed her arms in front of her chest with her head held up high like she was proud of winning the bet and looked like she wanted to be praised by me for it, to which I gave a wry smile and shook my head at her sudden change in emotions, which resembled that of a child, even though she was a fully grown woman with a kid of her own.