Chapter 504: My Mother Is A Cuck

Mika glanced down at the list in his hand, scanning the coordinates and names of every individual involved in the bomb plot.

He considered simply handing it over to Nadia. She had the resources, the personnel, the authority to apprehend every single person on this list.

She would do a perfect job—efficient, by the book, no loose ends.

And honestly, he didn’t want to strain himself unnecessarily. Let the system handle it.

But the moment the thought crossed his mind—

SMACK!

A hand popped out of a tiny portal and smacked him squarely on the head.

"Ow!" Mika yelped, rubbing his skull as he spun around.

But the hand had already withdrawn, the portal winking shut like a mischievous eye.

He stared at the empty air for a moment, then looked down at the list again.

Ah.

She wanted him to do it.

The oldest sister, did not trust anyone else with this task.

She wanted her precious son, the one who had been causing her so much frustration to clean up his own mess.

Consider it penance. Punishment. A small bit of suffering to make up for the gray hairs he was undoubtedly giving her.

Mika shrugged. He was fine with that. This was far from the worst punishment he could imagine.

What bothered him more was the realization that she was still watching. Even now. And apparently, she could read his mind as well.

He shouldn’t have been surprised. Her blessing let her do things most people couldn’t even imagine.

Fate, fortune, destiny, karma—the threads of existence were her playthings. Reading thoughts was probably child’s play compared to rewriting someone’s entire life span.

But still. The thought of being watched constantly—of having every move, every thought, every private moment observed made even him feel a little warm in the cheeks.

’She was watching earlier too. When I was with Yelena. When I was with Fauna. When I was with...’

He shook his head. No matter how shameless he was, the idea that his mother had witnessed all those intimate moments was...unsettling.

But then his expression hardened. He sneered at the invisible watcher.

’Fuck it. I’ve already come this far. I’m not stopping now just because someone’s watching.’

’Not to mention, if I’m a pervert for going after my own mothers, then she’s an even bigger pervert for watching her son seduce them like it’s some kind of movie.’

He chuckled to himself.

And almost like she heard his thoughts once again, her hand shot out of a portal—different location, different angle and grabbed his cheek, pulling it hard.

"Ow, ow, ow—!"

The hand released him and disappeared.

Mika spun around, pointing at the empty air.

"Dammit, if you’re going to fight, fight! There’s no honor in sneak attacks!"

No response.

He rolled his eyes. So she was listening. Watching. A constant surveillance camera looming over his shoulder.

At first, the thought bothered him. But the more he considered it, the more a different feeling crept in.

Excitement.

She could watch all she wanted. She could listen, observe, even throw in the occasional slap or pinch.

But that was all she could do.

She was stuck in her dimension, sitting on her couch, while he played with her sisters.

She could do nothing to stop him. And when he eventually made the entire family his, she would be forced to watch that too.

A lewd grin spread across his face.

And once again, knowing his thoughts—her hand popped out of a portal and swung toward his head.

But Mika was ready this time. He caught the wrist mid-swing, held it firmly, and pulled it toward his mouth.

Then he started sucking on her pointer finger!

Yes, sucking. He had to make his stance clear.

He had to show her that he wasn’t afraid, that he wouldn’t be intimidated, that he would match her aggression with his own brand of audacity.

He licked her finger, swirled his tongue around it, sucked it like he meant it.

The hand trembled. Goosebumps rose on the pale skin.

"Nnnn—!"

A faint, surprised sound came from the other side of the portal, something between a gasp and a squeak.

Then the hand yanked itself free and disappeared.

The portal snapped shut with unusual haste, like it was escaping from a monster.

Mika licked his lips and called out to the empty air.

"Do whatever you want! Attack me however you like! I’ll handle it all!"

"My love for my family, my decision to make them mine is stronger than any of your petty tricks!"

Silence.

He knew she was still watching. Still listening. Probably so irritated and flustered that she couldn’t even form a response.

He smiled, satisfied.

Then he noticed Nadia approaching.

But she wasn’t walking like her usual self—tall, proud, commanding.

Instead, she crept forward like a thief, glancing around nervously, her steps deliberately quiet.

On her back, Fauna clung like a monkey, her head swiveling constantly, scanning for threats.

Mika watched them approach with amusement.

"Why are you two walking like you’re under enemy fire?"

Fauna’s voice came out in a hushed, panicked whisper.

"Mika! Mika! Is she gone? Is she still watching? Has she left?"

Nadia nodded rapidly, her eyes wide. "Yes, Mika, tell us. Is it safe?"

Mika bit back a laugh. "She’s gone. You can relax."

Both sisters let out identical sighs of relief. Fauna slid off Nadia’s back, and Nadia straightened her posture, though her shoulders remained tense.

Mika shook his head.

"There’s really no need to fear her so much. Yes, she can be scary. Intimidating. The kind of person you wouldn’t dare meet in a dark alley."

"But she’s actually such a softie on the inside. She loves you all dearly."

In another dimension, the Maiden of Fate and Fortune nodded approvingly. Finally, some appreciation.

Then Fauna burst out.

"No way, Mika! No way! She’s an absolute demon! If you do one thing to anger her, she’ll make sure you remember it for the rest of your life!"

The smile vanished. The oldest sister’s eye twitched.

Fauna shivered, a bad memory surfacing as she said,

"Back when I was a teenager, I got really tired of training, so I skipped a day to go play with some puppies that your mother had brought over." Her face contorted with fear. "But she found out. And you know what she did to those puppies?"

Mika winced. "Don’t tell me—"

"She made me act like a dog! Right in front of them!" Fauna covered her face, mortified. "She gave me a dog tail and dog ears. And she made me play with those puppies like I was one of them."

"And the rest of the family watched!"

She looked absolutely traumatized.

"Yelena was laughing the entire time. She kept treating me like an actual dog, giving me treats and calling me a good girl."

She buried her face in Nadia’s shoulder.

"And to make it worse, the doggy of our family saw a video of it. Now she thinks we’re fellow dogs!"

"Every time she sees me, she starts barking, trying to ’awaken the ancestral doggy blood inside of me.’"

Mika chuckled. He hadn’t seen that particular sister in a while, she was basically an animal herself. Multiple animals, actually.

Unlike Astrid, who simply had tails but was otherwise a distinguished young lady, this one was an animal through and through.

He wondered when he’d see her again.

Nadia chimed in, a rare look of vexation crossing her features.

"You don’t get to say anything, Mika. After all, you’re her favorite. She treats you better than she treats her own daughter."

She crossed her arms. "The rest of us suffer under her constant supervision. You have no idea."

She straightened her posture, emphasizing her majestic gait as she added,

"And do you know why I stand straight all the time? The reason I have perfect posture?"

A faint blush crept across her cheeks.

"It’s because of her. In the past, I couldn’t control my gravity abilities well, and sometimes they’d affect my own body. I’d slouch a lot."

"Big sis saw this and would not accept it. She said I should always stand tall, full of pride."

She paused, her blush deepening as she said,

"So, whenever she caught me crouching, even a little bit, she would make me bend over and spank my butt right in front of the others. She wouldn’t even take me to a private room."

Mika’s imagination immediately supplied a vivid image of an older sister spanking a younger one.

He smiled.

Nadia didn’t notice. She was too lost in her memories.

"I never slouched again. And even now, I’m scared. Scared that she’ll just pop out of nowhere and start spanking me again."

She grabbed her own rear protectively.

In another dimension, the oldest sister watched all of this with clenched fists.

She was seriously considering teleporting over there and giving those ungrateful little sisters another lesson.

But then Mika spoke.

"You’re exaggerating, both of you." His tone was appeasing, gentle. "Everything she’s done for you—it was all for your betterment."

He pointed at Fauna. "She didn’t want you to slack off because you were going to fight a war. If you missed a single day of training, it could affect you in the future. Could cost you your life."

Fauna’s expression grew contemplative.

He turned to Nadia.

"And you—everyone looks up to you. You’re on social media, you’re at big meetings with important officials."

"Now, imagine if you were slouching like some granny, your hands trembling."

He mimed an elderly woman, hunched and shaking. "You’d be an embarrassment."

Nadia blushed.

"She predicted that. So she punished you. Because she loved you."

Both sisters fell silent. They knew that he was right.

Their sister was harsh, yes. She bullied them, yes.

But it was all out of love.

A tiger parent, fierce and demanding, who wanted nothing but the best for them.

But they were still vexed.

But before Nadia could complain, Fauna’s eyes lit up.

"But speaking of bullying—why did you get beaten up, Mika?" She leaned forward eagerly. "I’ve never seen her that angry at you before. In fact, I’ve never seen her that angry at any of us."

"Even when she punishes us, even when she says harsh things, it’s never like...that. The way she treated you, the pressure she put out—I couldn’t even stand."

"Exactly. I’ve never felt her presence like that before."

Nadia nodded, rubbing her chin.

"She was genuinely furious, like you had done something truly terrible."

She looked at him with intense curiosity.

"So what exactly did you do? How did you make her so mad?"

Mika did not panic.

He waved a hand casually, his expression arrogant and haughty. "Oh, it’s nothing big."

He looked up at them with a sneer.

"It’s just that I haven’t visited her in a long time. She’s pouting. Quite angry, actually." He shrugged. "After all, I am her favorite. She loves me, cherishes me, probably thinks about me every day. And she’s dying inside because she can’t see me."

"And she just couldn’t hold back." He rubbed his shoulders, adopting a pitiful expression. "She just had to smack me around a little. Let out some steam."

"But really." Mika continued, sighing dramatically. "if she had just sent a message—just given me a call—I would have visited. But her pride is too high. She wanted me to come on my own."

He shook his head. "And when I didn’t, she ended up smacking the shit out of me."

The oldest in the family gritted her teeth.

That was not what happened. That was not what happened at all.

And to her absolute horror, her sisters believed him.

Fauna immediately rushed to Mika’s side, pulling him into a hug.

"Oh, Mika, it’s alright. I’m here." She rubbed his back soothingly. "Even though she’s excellent in so many ways, she’s just too prideful sometimes. It’s one of her biggest faults."

Nadia joined the embrace, wrapping her arms around Mika from the other side.

"She could have just come to see you herself. Instead, she attacked you with a shoe, a broom, a rolling pin..."

She shook her head sympathetically.

"She really went too far. Poor thing."

Mika hugged them back, his face pressed warmly into their chests.

Nadia’s breasts were higher up, so he had to reach a bit to rub his face there.

Fauna was shorter, so he crouched slightly to nuzzle into hers. He enjoyed them both thoroughly.

They both noticed what he was doing.

Neither said anything. They simply looked away, pretending not to notice, hoping the other wouldn’t realize.

In another dimension, the oldest sister watched this scene unfold. Her hands were trembling—not with rage, but with sheer, overwhelming indignation.

He was manipulating them. Right in front of her.

And they were falling for it.

Hugging him, coddling him, while he rubbed his face all over their breasts like a cat in cream.

She couldn’t take it anymore.

She cut the transmission and she stood alone in her sanctuary, breathing hard, her fists clenched at her sides.

Then she turned and walked away, muttering under her breath.

"Raising such a brat...Raising such an insufferable brat...I should have...I should have..."

But she couldn’t finish the thought because of how frustrated she was and instead decided to find some sort of world-ending entity to beat up instead of Mika.