Volume 10 - CH 66

Akechi Hideyori gets dragged away

“Don’t worry too much about how you couldn’t beat Ghost King on your own all right?” Tatsuyuki-san gave me those parting words of encouragement when I got out of the car.

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It means that he knew I couldn’t do it from the start.

I start to hate myself for being so weak.

With that self-loath, I opened the door to my house.

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“Oh, you’re back, Hideyori.”

“O, Oji-san!? ………I, I’m back……..”

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My uncle suddenly welcomed me home and I stiffly responded.

This man is scarier to me than the Gift Hunters, Ennoia, Ghost King and the original Akechi Hideyori combined.

This uncle of mine.

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To be honest, I’m so bad with him that I don’t even know what his first name is (I know my aunt’s name, obviously.)

My uncle’s name is probably Takuya, Masayoshi, Shouzo, or something like that but, frankly, I don’t give a damn, and I am in no mood to find out now.

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“You, you’re all grown up already huh.”

“Ah?”

“It’s a relief that you’re a man, Hideyori.”

“Ha?”

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My uncle murmured something incomprehensible.

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“What, are you drunk?”

“I’m not. Anyway, you need some birds & bees talk so listen to her alright?”\

“Haa?”

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Annoyed by my uncle’s incomprehensible attitude, I put my backpack down.

Last night I was so frustrated that I couldn’t beat Ghost King and I’m on edge right now.

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“Who’s her?”

“Her’s her. She’s here.”

“Ah?”

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When I looked back at the door as my uncle urged, my aunt, came through the door and said “Welcome home.”

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“Is something wrong with Oba-san?”

“…….just listen to her okay. It’s not my business.”

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Saying so, my uncle started reading the newspaper in his hand.

Somehow, I just get the vibe that I can’t look Oba-san in the face right now.

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“I’m back, Oba-san.”

“Welcome back, Hideyori.”

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Welcoming your family back home is the normal thing to do.

My uncle just caught me by surprise since it’s been a while since I last talked to him.

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“See, I have something I need to talk to you about, Hideyori.”

“I, I don’t though………”

“Come on, don’t be rude. Come, sit, sit.”

“Nope, later.”

“Sit, Hideyori.”

“………..”

“Sit.”

“………..yes, ma’am.”

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I have a really strong feeling that she’s about to give me a sermon.

What did I do though?

I turned to face my uncle but he covered his face with the newspaper.

Judging from the fact that he doesn’t flip the page at all, he’s probably not actually reading it too.

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“I have something important I need to talk to you about.”

“Something important……D, Don’t tell me…….!?”

“So you have an idea…….”

“I have another sister…….?”

“No. Why does it have to be a sister instead of a brother……..?”

“Who knows?”

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That was a flat denial.

Well, I don’t think it’s possible anyway. Both of them do give the middle-aged couple that is too tired to do anything vibe after all.

Strictly speaking, they are not that old yet though.

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“It’s really something big though,” she said, beginning the conversation.

“Monday is burnable garbage day so I went into your room to collect the garbage this morning.”

“Okay……….”

“Then, my hand slipped and spilled the trash……….and some got under your bed……”

“………..”

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There’s an awkward silence hanging around the 3 of us.

My uncle went “Ahem…..” urging my aunt to continue.

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“I found a nu-de? Something E**tic under your bed……”

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My Sawamura Yama photo book and CD collection are now being held in my aunt’s hand.

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“………You’re still a high scholar right?”

“………outwardly, yes. The inside is an adult though?”

“H I D E Y O R I?”

“EEEEP!?”

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I’m technically 30 on the inside already so please forgive me, ma’am! Suddenly, I got the urge to expose the secret about my previous life.

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“Hideyori……..I don’t really get it but, you like it big right……..?”

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Said my uncle while hiding his face behind the newspaper.

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“……Oi, Dear, I know that you also have your own Sawamura Yama DVD hidden okay.”

“WHA!?”

“Oba-san! He’s been watching it by himself when you’re away you know. You were getting all excited when Sawamura Yama stepped on the guy right!?”

“Y, You idiot!”

“……….Dear? Hideyori?”

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A strong pressure emanates from Oba-san’s body.

Meanwhile, the two guys over here are getting smaller and smaller.

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“……….Hideyori, you need a sermon.”

“Phew…….”

“It’s your turn next when I’m done with him okay.”

“…………”

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I saw a look of despair on my uncle’s face.

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“In the first place, where did you get this!?”

“…………M, Master lent some…….and bought some for me…….”

“That damn little brother! AHH, WHAT IS HE DOING TO MY BOY!”

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My aunt is unusually foul-mouthed today.

Maybe because my uncle and aunt are both acting strange today, I’m getting kinda nervous.

It seems that the hierarchy from 10 years ago has been completely reversed.

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“Hideyori!”

“Y, Yes ma’am!”

“We’re going to see my brother right now!”

“……eh?”

“I’m going to give both of you a piece of my mind! If Hideyori is already 18 then Oba-san wouldn’t complain but it’s still too early for you! Alright, let’s go, Hideyori!”

“Ehhh? I’m tired from the camping trip and I have school tomorrow too you know………”

“Dear, watch the house.”

“S, Sure……”

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It’s pretty unnerving watching a lady stuffing a nu-de photo book into her back and preparing to storm out of the house.

I was forced outside again, this time I was dragged along to Master’s coffee shop by Oba-san.