Ding~
[The God of Harvest Ivanova sends a request: Make both of your mothers eat dinner, while sitting on your lap and being in their underwear]
[Successfully fulfill the request and gain the Gods satisfaction and approval]
[Fail the given request and turn into a worm that roams the God of Harvest Ivanova's garden]
Hearing this request, Kafka couldn't help but chuckle seeing as to how the first request he was issued when he came into this word was making Abigaille sit on his lap for dinner.
Now, it had come full circle and he was asked to do the same with Olivia as well which was rather amusing, as it brought him back to the time when this all began.
But he didn't have time to reminisce about the pleasent memories of the past, so he focused on the task on hand as he wondered how he was going to make Olivia strip down all the way to her underwear, especially since there was no way she would do so, since her underwear was probably so wet right now.
