"W-Well, I had some work today, so I got up early, mom. I also wanted to return something to Kafka-...I-I mean Daddy, so I came over."
Bella said in a daze as she stared at her mother, who was revealing so much of her body, and quickly corrected the way she referred me so that her mother didn't spank her.
Bella then glanced at my mother, who for some reason had a welcoming smile on her face when she was so nervous earlier, and then at Camila, who was frantically thinking of what excuse she should give and hesitantly asked,
"Rather than asking me why I came over, shouldn't I first ask you what exactly you are doing right now? I mean to be greeting me like you're welcoming a customer into a restaurant while being dressed in a way where your breasts are about to spill out."
"...That surely gives me the right to ask my mother some questions regarding why exactly she's half naked in our neighbour's household, right?"
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