SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!-Chapter 283: Reverse Dynamic

Just as Mika and Anya pulled back from their kiss, still caught in the quiet warmth of that shared moment, a familiar voice came echoing through the halls.

"Anya, dear, where are you? Are you in the library?"

Fauna’s voice called, bright and musical as always.

"Is Mika there with you? He ran off somewhere and I can’t find him! That little rabbit! Hopping away without telling me!"

Both Mika and Anya stiffened. For half a heartbeat they just stared at each other—then broke into quiet laughter, shoulders shaking.

"Yes, Mom." Anya finally called out, composing herself and slipping back her clothes. "I’m right here, in the library. And yes, Mika’s with me."

A flurry of footsteps followed, and within seconds Fauna’s head popped around the door.

"Anya baby, your mommy’s home!"

She said cheerfully—only for her words to catch midair when she took in the state of the library.

"What the...What in the world—!"

She stepped inside, nearly tripping over a pile of books.

"What is this absolute disaster zone?" She exclaimed, staring around in disbelief. "There are papers everywhere, and—oh good heavens, are those eyes?"

As one of the disembodied eyes turned to look at her, she let out a small shriek, clutching her chest.

"I swear, even as a doctor, seeing dismembered hands and floating eyes is not something I’ll ever get used to!"

Mika chuckled under his breath, while Anya simply sighed as if used to this.

Ignoring the chaos, Fauna stepped carefully between books and jars until she stood beside Mika, immediately grabbing his hand.

"Anyway! Leaving all that aside—look who I brought home!" She said proudly, puffing her chest. "I dragged him here just for you! I knew how much you’d love to see him, so I made sure he came along. Isn’t your mommy amazing?"

She gave Anya a big, expectant grin.

"Come on, praise me! Tell me I’m the best mom in the world! Go on, I’ll wait!"

Anya’s expression softened into a small, gentle smile—not the dazzling, confident one she always wore, but something quieter, warmer.

"Yes, Mom...You really are the best mom in the world."

Fauna practically sparkled with joy.

"I know, right? You’re such a good girl, Anya!" She said proudly, giving her daughter a playful twirl of affection.

But then Anya’s smile faded into a dry, flat line.

"...However." She said evenly, her tone shifting. "I do have some complaints."

Hearing her duaghters change in tone, her cheer drained from Fauna’s face in an instant.

"...Complaints?"

"Yes." Anya said, her expression calm but her voice carrying that quiet authority that made even generals nervous.

"Yes. For starters—when I came home earlier today, the entire living room was full of birds."

"B-Birds?" Fauna blinked.

"Exotic birds." Anya clarified, her tone cooling even further. "On the sofa. On the chandelier. On the television. I even found one in the toilet." Her gaze sharpened. "And apparently, someone..." She looked directly at her mother. "...decided it was a good idea to open all the balcony doors and invite them in."

Fauna avoided her gaze, whistling softly.

"I-I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe...someone else did it?"

"Mom."

The single word carried enough weight to make Fauna wince.

"Okay, okay!" She admitted quickly, raising her hands. "It was me! Alright? But you don’t have to look so scary about it!"

Anya pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing.

"Mom, can you explain why did something like that?"

"Because..." Fauna puffed her cheeks slightly, muttering defensively. "I was out on the deck this morning, and there were so many beautiful, colorful birds flying around. I called out to them, but none of them came. So...I may have baited them with bird feed. And...they came in!"

She brightened immediately, her eyes sparkling.

"It was wonderful! I had my morning tea surrounded by them—it felt like I was in a magical forest!"

Anya rolled her eyes before exhaled slowly and saying,

"Mom, you literally have wings on your back. Wings that are more beautiful than any bird’s. If you wanted to see them, you could’ve just looked in a mirror—or better yet, flown up and joined them."

"No, no! That’s not the same!" Fauna shook her head rapidly, waving her hands. "If I go to them, it doesn’t feel special. But if they come to me, it feels like I’m the queen of nature!"

She twirled in place dramatically, clasping her hands together.

"Like a princess of the skies!"

Anya’s expression flattened, her teeth gritting faintly, while Mika had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing aloud.

Anya took a deep breath.

"It wasn’t just that." She said dryly. "Earlier, a courier boy came up to me in complete panic. He handed me back an artifact that...apparently, you tipped him with it."

Fauna blinked. "Oh, that." She said casually.

"Yes, that." Anya replied flatly. "The boy said you gave him an S-class artifact, worth enough to buy an entire mansion."

"He didn’t know it at the beginning and he thought it was some junk when you gave it. But it was only when he checked online did he realise what it was and was terrified because of that and came running back to return it."

Fauna tilted her head.

"Well, it was one of those deliveries that had to be handed directly to me, and the lifts were down, so he had to walk up so many stairs! Poor thing was exhausted! I just felt bad for him." She said innocently. "So I gave him a tip!"

"A tip." Anya repeated, unimpressed. "You could’ve given him money. Or a drink of water. Not an artifact that can make ordinary plants turn into soldiers."

"Well, it’s not like I was using it." Fauna shrugged, looking only slightly guilty.

Mika tried his best to hold back his laughter, but it was no use. His shoulders shook as he pressed a hand over his mouth, muffled chuckles escaping anyway. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The sight of Fauna fidgeting guiltily beside her stone-faced daughter was just too much.

Anya, however, was in no mood for amusement.

Her irritation only deepened as she continued, voice steady but sharp.

"That wasn’t even the worst part of today." She said, crossing her arms. "The worst part was when I went to the pool this evening, thinking I could at least have a nice, relaxing swim—and what did I find?"

"...What?" Fauna tilted her head innocently.

"A bunch of purple crabs swimming around!" Anya exclaimed. "Not just any crabs—massive Phoenician crabs from Sector 24! The same ones I bought and kept in containment cages for my research!"

"And what do I see? They’re floating lazily in the water as if they’re on vacation!"

Fauna gasped, clasping her hands dramatically.

"Ohhh, those crabs! But they looked so pitiful, Anya!" She protested, whining like a child. "They were all cramped up in those little cages, staring at me with their tiny beady eyes—it was heartbreaking!"

"They looked like they wanted to swim so badly, so I just...let them!"

"Let them?" Anya repeated, incredulous. "Mom, they were for experiments! They weren’t supposed to be fed or touched. I was going to end the trial today—turn them into crab soup!"

Fauna gasped dramatically. "You were going to kill them?! Those poor little babies!"

"They’re not babies!" Anya snapped. "They’re venomous crustaceans from another realm that can regenerate limbs faster than a phoenix’s flame! They’re dangerous! And do you know what happened because of your ’act of kindness’?"

"I had to spend my entire evening fishing them out of the pool! They move slow on land, but in water? They’re like underwater rockets! I wasted my entire break time because of you!"

That did it...Mika couldn’t hold back any longer.

He burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.

"Oh god, Fauna! You really are a gremlin! Yelena was correct about you!" He managed to say between fits of laughter.

Fauna on the other hand looked at him pitifully, her eyes wide and shimmering as she said,

"What? What did I do wrong? I just followed my heart!"

"Mom..." Anya said as she held back her seething frustration. "Never listen to your heart again. It’s turning our home into a zoo. And I’m always the one cleaning up after your ’heart’s desires.’"

Fauna wilted under her daughter’s dry glare, looking for all the world like a scolded child. She fidgeted with her hands, eyes lowered, mumbling.

"I just wanted them to have a little fun..."

And Mika, still catching his breath from laughter, couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

It was nostalgic. This was always how it went. Fauna—the playful troublemaker, constantly causing small disasters—and Anya, the exasperated, responsible one cleaning up after her.

It was so adorably reversed, the mother being scolded by her own child and even when Anya was just a child, the dynamic had been the same.

And Mika couldn’t help but think that this dynamic would never change even in the future.