God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem-Chapter 710: Do You Want A Supercar?

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Chapter 710: Do You Want A Supercar?

Kafka paused and turned, brows knit. “Okay, but seriously, Mom, why this car?” He asked, gesturing to the machine. “You don’t strike me as the kind of person who wants to peel rubber or hit 200 on the freeway.”

“…This thing’s built for speed freaks, not…you. So what made you buy it?”

Olivia looked down, playing with her hands as her cheeks warmed.

“You’re right, I’m not looking for thrills.” She admitted, her voice small. “I don’t speed, don’t race. But the way it’s built…the design, the precision, the raw brainpower behind it—it fascinates me.”

“…All that speed and grace, made from steel and thought. It’s like art. That’s why I got it.” Her voice steadied as she spoke from the heart.

Kafka nodded slowly, crouching by a tire, brushing a hand across it. “So it’s the engineering, not the speed.” He said with a smile. “That’s actually awesome. You’re geeking out over how it’s made, not what it can do….That’s so you.”

Olivia glanced up at him, shyly. “You think so? It’s not…weird?”

He laughed gently. “Not even close. It fits you. You’ve always loved how things work. You saw beauty in the design, and that’s all that matters. Honestly, I’m kinda geeking out with you now. This thing’s a masterpiece.”

Olivia’s eyes lit up, and with a quick burst of excitement, she scampered over to where he crouched. She bent down close behind him, so close that her massive breasts rested gently against his head as she leaned in, unable to contain her giddy grin.

“Y-You really like it, Kafi? Like, really?” She chirped, voice bubbling over with joy as she peered down at him, her whole face glowing. “I mean, you and Abi used to act like the engine noise alone was going to swallow you whole! The moment I turned the key, you both would look ready to bolt.”

“…But now you’re into it? You’re not just saying that to be nice, are you?” Her words tumbled out, laced with hope and disbelief, her fingers curling around her knees as she crouched lower beside him.

Kafka laughed, the sound warm and low as he tilted his head up slightly, the weight of her presence above him oddly comforting.

“Okay, maybe when I was younger, I was a little freaked out by this thing.” He admitted, his smile sheepish. “Come on, just look at it—it’s got more edge than a knife drawer. I was a kid, it looked like it could take off if it wanted to…But now?”

“Now I get it. I totally see why you’re hooked. It’s not just a car, it’s a piece of genius. Someone sat down and said, ‘Let’s make something insane,’ and then they made this.” He looked up at her, eyes sincere. “I’m not just humoring you, Mom. I really do get it now.”

Hearing this confirmation, Olivia squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet like an overexcited teenager, her whole body alight with joy.

“Oh, Kafi, you have no idea how happy that makes me!” She gushed, clapping her hands together. “I’ve been waiting forever for someone in this family to understand.”

“Abi tried, bless her, but she’d just give me that polite smile like I was speaking another language…But you, you see it. You actually see it. That makes me so happy I could squeeze you forever!”

Her voice lifted, each word sparkling with delight as she bounced in place.

Then, all at once, her expression lit up with a new thought, her eyes gleaming as she leaned in close again, her breasts brushing lightly against his head as she gripped his shoulders.

“Wait, Kafi, if you really love this car, I just had the best thought!”

She chirped, her tone bursting with energy.

“What if…What if I got you one too? Same model, or something just as crazy—your choice!”

“Red, blue, matte black, anything you want. We could ride together—mother and son up on the streets in matching cars….Wouldn’t that be amazing!?”

“So, what model would you want?…I could order it today itself!”

She practically vibrated with excitement, her hands squeezing his shoulders as the words flew from her lips, while Kafka on the other hand stood up quickly, flustered, waving his arms as he tried to catch up with what she was saying.

“Whoa, Mom, hold on—you’re gonna buy me a supercar?”

He blurted out, eyes huge with disbelief.

“T-That’s crazy! I mean, this thing probably costs more than a college education, right? And you’re just…ready to get me one too? Just like that? You’re actually serious?”

He looked at her like she’d offered him a ticket to space, still reeling from the offer and in response Olivia stepped back a little, her face turning pink as she nervously played with her keys.

“Well, yeah, Kafi, I mean it.” She said softly, her smile turning bashful. “Seeing you this excited about my car, it just makes me want to share it with you.”

“And we can afford it, and if it means we get to bond over something like this…it’s worth it to me.”

“I’m not saying we’d race or anything, but just going on drives together, side by side—it’d mean a lot. Don’t you think it’d be fun?” Her voice trembled slightly, her excitement tempered by nerves.

Hearing this, Kafka shook his head, stepping closer, and gently rested a hand on her arm. His voice came out low and kind, steady.

“Mom, that’s…amazing of you to offer.” He said, his gaze softening. “But I don’t need a supercar, really. I mean it, I love your car, and I love that you’re passionate about it. But I’d rather ride in yours, share this with you. That’s more than enough for me.”

“…Plus, come on—I’m still in high school. If I had something like that, I’d probably end up wrapped around a lamppost in a week. And then those repair bills? Yikes. I don’t wanna send you into bankruptcy!” He chuckled, trying to ease the moment back into something lighthearted.

Olivia let out a small giggle, her face flushed with a blend of relief and embarrassment.

“Okay, you’re right, Kafi, I got a little carried away.” She admitted, grinning sheepishly. “What was I thinking? Offering you a supercar when you’re not even out of school yet? It was totally ridiculous—I don’t know what got into me.”

“…I guess I just got caught up in the moment, seeing you light up like that.” Her fingers fiddled with the keys again as her excitement finally began to settle.

Kafka gave a playful hum and gently reached up to pat her head, his eyes twinkling.

“It’s not ridiculous, Mom—it’s sweet.” He said, voice teasing but fond. “You just got excited, and that’s awesome. But maybe save the big leagues for after I’ve learned how to park in a straight line, yeah? But for now, I’d love to just enjoy this ride with you.” He let his hand linger a moment, warmth in every word.

Olivia’s expression softened, and she stepped in a little closer, her keys clutched against her chest. freēwēbnovel.com

“Okay, deal, Kafi.” She said, her voice a tender murmur. “But when you graduate? I’m getting you something special. Not a supercar, maybe, but something nice. Something we can take on trips together. Just you and me. Maybe drive out to the coast, catch the wind in our hair.”

“…Would you want that? I-I mean, if it’s not too much.” She spoke with care, her eyes shy as she peered up at him.

“That sounds perfect, Mom.” He nodded, his smile slow and warm as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “A graduation car, road trip together—hell yeah, we’ll ride into the sunset if you want. Make it cinematic. But first, let’s go get breakfast and start this day right.”

“…And are you ready to show me what this beast can do?” His tone was light, playful, but full of heart.

Olivia beamed, her entire face glowing as she reached for the driver’s door.

“I’m ready, Kafi.” She said, voice soft but sure. “Let’s hit the road. No speeding, I promise…But you’re gonna love how it feels.”

And as she watched her son duck into the passenger seat, buckling in without a second thought, Olivia’s heart practically swelled out of her chest.

All the years she’d quietly hoped for this—sharing this part of her with him, watching his eyes light up with awe instead of hesitation and it had finally come true.

The sound of the door shutting, the feel of him beside her, it filled her with a giddy kind of joy she couldn’t contain.

She was about to take a ride with her son in the car she adored, something she’d dreamed of for so long and in that moment, nothing in the world could’ve made her happier…

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