"Just look how cute you are with these chubby little cheeks of yours that puff out like marshmallows~...No one would ever think of such an adorable lady as an atrocious pervert who gets off to incestuous relationships." I said as I pulled her cheeks, which were so soft and squishy to touch, like a ball of dough.
"...D-Do you like me less after knowing that I'm such a type of woman that does abnormal things that can't be said aloud, Kafka?" Camila said as if she was disappointed in herself for her actions, as she reluctantly let me pull her cheeks.
"I wouldn't blame you if you said that you did, as I myself am ashamed of what I did and can't believe that it took me all these years to figure out how perverted I was."
"Well, thank God you figured it out now, since rather than a woman who has basic tendencies, I find ladies who are much more extravagant and wild to my liking." I said as I caressed her cheeks, while she looked at me in surprise, not expecting my reaction to go in her favour.
"...Especially a wonderful lady like you who's not only not as pretty as a peach and charming as a graceful swan, but also one hell of a pervert who must be quite fun in bed because of how deviant you are."
"I just can't help but fall in love with you more than I already was every second I'm with you, and I'm scared that you're going to take all the love I have, not leaving any for anyone else..." I said as I stared into her ocean blue eyes that twinkled like the stars, while she couldn't help but look at me shyly with her cheeks flushed like a girl who was experiencing true love for the first time in her life.
"W-What about our children?...Even if it's not for anyone else, you have to share your love with them, right, or else they'll get mad at their mother for hogging all of your love." Camila said timidly as she slowly slid her hands into mine and looked at me dearly, with a loving and tender gaze in her eyes.
They were mature older women that had aged like fine wine, little kids that I just couldn't help but adore because of how innocent they were, and finally, a good meal that nourished both the body and heart.
They were the holy trifecta that made me feel happy to be alive even in the darkest of times and gave me motivation to stay alive in the most dangerous moments, since I wouldn't be able to enjoy all three the very next day if I simply gave up and died, so it was quite reasonable that I had such an exaggerated reaction at the mention of food...Especially the food made by Camila, which was bound to be Godly.
"You can eat as much as you can, but you really don't have to force yourself like I said since there's way too much food on the table for a single person to indulge in." Camila said as she got up and plated the dishes for me, making sure to put some of everything on the plate so that I could have a thorough experience of all the dishes she made.
"I'll just store the rest of the leftovers in the fridge or give them out to the doggies that roam around the park nearby, since they always seem to be hungry for something when I go there and always make me bring treats for them."
"What? You want to let the dogs eat your food?" I said with a look of absurdity on my face, like I found it a major waste that such tasty dishes would be spoiled on a bunch of pups who'd be satisfied with a couple of bones.
"As much as I love dogs, there's no way I'm sharing the food you made with them...I'll even get them a couple of pounds of raw steak if you want to, but there's not a chance in hell I'm giving them a crumb of what you made!"
Camila stared at me with a dumbfounded look on her face, not believing that I was actually fighting for food with a bunch of stray dogs, while I boldly stood by my statement, ready to fend off any puppy that was trying to take my freshly made garlic bread away...