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"Well, you see, since the spider is stuck in my chest just like what happened to you, Kafka here has got to help get it out just like he helped you get it out safely without it biting , as there's no way that I can do it myself, or would you be willing to help yourself since you're just as afraid of as spiders and would rather be caught dead than touch a spider..."

Camila said nervously, not expecting there to be a day where she was asking her own daughter's permission for soone else to grope her tits, when that sa person did the sa to her daughter not long ago, which sounded very naughty in her mind and provoked her incestous thoughts, which made her ears turn red.

"...A-And I'm wondering if you would be fine with that, and I want to know your opinion on it, since I personally want to take the spider off as quick as possible, e-even if it ans exposing myself to him."

"Huh? Why are you asking such a thing, instead of going ahead and doing it?"

Out of our expectations, Bella didn't seem to care about the matter at all and looked to be genuinely fine with what Camila just said, which confused us both at her unnatural open-mindedness.

"I really can't believe you're taking your ti to ask about such things, while the spider could bite you at any mont...It's like you're actively trying to make it bite you all over."

"Why am I asking you about such a matter?...Why, it's because I don't know how you would feel about Kafka here, seeing your mother's n-naked body and touching it all over, even though it's absolutely necessary for the current situation, just like he helped you out earlier and has no other significant aning." Camila asked her daughter's intentions, thinking that Bella had finally started caring for her beloved mother and was willing to accept anything as long as she was okay.

"I an, I personally don't mind him t-touching since Kafka is still a baby in my eyes and is completely harmless since I don't see him as man because of our age...But I don't know how you would take it knowing that our next-door neighbour was doing sothing he shouldn't be doing with a woman who's already married and has a daughter of her own, and I want to ask your opinion on it." Camila glanced at in guilt as she threw my manlyhood under the bus to make the argunt more favourable to her, but I really didn't mind since I was going to show how manly I was a little later while her daughter watched.

"Sigh...I don't think you understand, mom." Bella gave out a sigh and looked at her mother like she was getting too ahead of herself. "Just like how you don't think of Kafka as a man since he's so young, when he's actually quite a handso and charming man.

I don't really think that Kafka here can see you as a woman when you're way older than him and beyond your pri...So it's basically a situation where the both of you can't have feelings for one another."

"...Even if you were to go completely nude, mom, and even show your more private places, I'm pretty sure Kafka wouldn't take a glance at you for your dignity sake and wouldn't even think about it, since he wouldn't be interested in an old lady like you."

Camila glanced at like she was asking if what her daughter said was true, to which I frantically shook my head, like I was saying that I would look at her until my gaze was embedded on her naked flesh, which made her give a nod, satisfied with my answer.

Bella seed to think that her mother was undesirable because of the age gap and her prejudice against her, even though I ntioned that she was an attractive woman earlier, which she probably thought was simply so false words for her mother's sake.

But I didn't say anything against it since it was ideal for our current situation, and I didn't have to play the other tricks I had in mind to make her agree.

"Then, what about your father, Bella?...Even though you might be okay with it, there's no way your father would be fine with a stranger seeing his wife's naked body right, no matter how young he is?" Camila asked in a hesitant manner, not knowing how her daughter was going to react to her daring question.

But unexpectedly, Bella didn't reconsider her decision when her father was ntioned, nor did she simply accept what Camila said for the sake of helping her mother out by keeping a secret in the family that would surely cause so problems if it were revealed, and Bella actually, out of all of our expectations, started cussing her own father out with an infuriated look on her face at the very ntion of him.

"Father?!...Don't you ever call that man my father, mom!...After I've seen him do the things he's done, there's no way I'm ever going to call that man father again in this life ti!~ Nor do I want you calling him your husband, since that vile man is no longer related to us!~!~" Bella shouted out a rage with vivid eyes that were full of anger and a certain sorrow, as if she herself was sad that she had to say such horrible things about her own family she loved, or at least she used to love, seeing how she didn't even want to call him her father anymore.

Camila had also ntioned that both father and daughter had a healthy and joyful relationship, as her father never scolded her no matter what she did and spoiled her like a princess.

But here Bella was scolding him like he was her worst enemy, whom she had an eternal grudge against, which made Camila and I stare at one another with dumbfounded looks on our faces at the unexpected developnt...

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