Volume 10 - CH 68

Akechi Hideyori knows the Origin of his Name

Master and I were made to silently sit at the table.

Oba-san is sitting across from us.

With a sign, she digs through her bag and pulls out something before placing it on the table.

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“Th, That’s…….!?”

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Gasped, Master picked up the item………., the photobook.

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“Isn’t this an artbook of Sawamura Yama? Man, they really capture the beauty of her body, she really is the modern-day Mona Lisa.”

“The killer spot is her armpit, Master. She’s truly a once-in-a-thousand-year beauty isn’t she.”

“You know your stuff, Hideyori-kun. If I were to start a religion dedicated to her, I would put this picture on the front page of our holy book.”

“Amen. Begone small boobs.”

“Amen. May my daughter grow hers.”

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Master and I put our hands together and pray to the Sawamura Yama Photobook.

Meanwhile, Oba-san is now staring us down.

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“Praying for your daughter’s breast to get bigger is just idiotic you know…….”

“…….I forgot you are here, Aneki.”

“Anyone would forget about everything else at the sight of Sawamura Yama! Master just got too excited! Please forgive him, Oba-san!”

“You’re plenty excited yourself though.”

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“A – N – Y – W – A – Y!” Said Oba-san as she slammed the table.

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“It’s still too early to give Hideyori something like this right? He’s only 15 you know!?”

“Ahh, I mean, but………Hideyori-kun does look like a kid but he’s mentally an adult already though. It’s fine.”

“THE WORLD DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT!”

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Master is already aware that I am technically 30 on the inside.

That’s why he has no qualms about buying Sawamura Yama “products” for me.

“You’re just too old-fashioned!” Master argued back, trying to put up a resistance.

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“THIS IS NOT ABOUT THAT ISN’T IT!?”

“Well, hold your horses, Aneki.”

“What?”

“This kind of thing is pretty much genetic right? Asai-senpai’s husband was also a fan of Sawamura Kawa, wasn’t he? It can’t be helped that Hideyori-kun would be attracted to her daughter, Yama. The Sawamura family girls are just too attractive…….the daughter inherited her mother’s beauty, and the son inherited his father’s taste. There’s nothing to be done.”

“Stupid men…….”

“You don’t want to be a parent who forbids everything right? Hideyori-kun is at the age where he’s interested in this stuff after all. Besides, the important parts were all covered by mosaics, weren’t they? Can you really say that he truly saw the mosaiced parts? You know that boys these days only actively keep their virginity up to middle school right? In other words, those boys who already graduated from their V-card after middle school already know what’s there under the mosaiced parts! Compared to those boys, what Hideyori-kun is doing is way healthier!”

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Somehow, Master managed to gain an upper hand.

Incidentally, the 30 years old virgin inside me just received a critical hit.

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Won’t there be any girl who would be willing to help me graduate from my V-card?

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Such prayers swirl in my head.

I want to reincarnate as a shota and graduate while being teased by a pretty Onee-san……….such desires started to well up in me.

Both Mitsuhide and Hideyori don’t look remotely like a shota at all so I hope that I can get to experience that in my next life.

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“…………by the way, who’s this Asai person?”

“Nn?”

“The person Master just mentioned, Asai-senpai, who’s she? Is she like, Master’s friend or your old flame?”

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When I voiced my question, both Master and Oba-san turned silent with bitter expression on their faces.

I feel that Master is eyeing Oba-san with a [Seriously?] gaze.

Realizing that I stepped on a landmine, I started regretting asking that question.

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“You really don’t know huh……..”

“Wait……, you don’t have to make him remember something like that!”

“Something like that huh………., if anything, I’d rather have Hideyori at least remember that person.”

“…..I don’t want Hideyori to worry about his real parents. I even went out of my way to stay silent when I told him about his younger sister but you’re just going to tell him………?”

“It’s something that we have to tell him someday right……..if Hideyori-kun doesn’t even remember the person who loved him and looked forward to seeing him grow the most, I can’t stand it…..Even Seiko-chan at least knows her name right? It would be weird if he doesn’t know.”

“IT’S BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNEW THE OLD HIDEYORI!”

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“Oi! Stop that already!?” I decided to intervene in the siblings’ fight.

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“Hideyori…….”

“I can already tell that you’re talking about my real parents. It’s fine already. I don’t want to know anyway…….”

“Hideyori-kun……, is this really okay? You have the right to know okay?”

“What goods would knowing them now bring me? Since Master never talked about them either, there must be some kind of circumstances right?”

“……yeah.”

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Master replied with a bitter look.

I have my previous life so I don’t really care about my real parents in this world.

My guardians here are my aunt and uncle.

I don’t even know if the Asai-senpai they are talking about is my father or my mother but at this point, he/she is just a complete stranger that has nothing to do with my life.

Let’s just keep it that way.

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“Having Sawamura Yama is enough for me…….”

“I see…… I get it.”

“Wait, that’s it!? Don’t just gloss over the subject like that! You can’t make giving that photobook to Hideyori okay, Otouto.”

“No way, No way! Sawamura Yama is the only source of healing in my crazy life! I LOVE SAWAMURA YAMA!!”

“Aneki, let’s just watch over him okay?”

“If Sawamura Yama is not in the picture then this would be a touching scene alright!”

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As I hug the Sawamura Yama photobook, Oba-san sips on her coffee to calm herself down.

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“It would be counterproductive to forbid everything right, Otouto?”

“Ah? Yeah, I think so.”

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Master reflexively answered.

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“Then what would you do if you found Sakuya-chan hiding some men’s adult stuff under her bed…..?”

“BURN IT! I WILL INCINERATE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM FROM THE FACE OF THIS WORLD!”

“Ara, so we are on the same page now then.”

“Ah……..”

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Master made an [Oh shoot] face.

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“Phew, then it’s decided. Hideyori, give me that book.”

“If you take Sawamura Yama from me I’m going to ask everything about Asai-senpai from Master okay!”

“Wha–!?”

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With the appearance of a child and the brain of an adult, I know no defeat.

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“What’s Asai-senpai’s full name?”

“Eh……? A, Asai Chihiro.”

“What did she look like?”

“Cute…….?”

“What were her facial features?”

“She had a black mole under her eye. Emi-chan had one under her left eye but Senpai’s mole was under her right eye.”

“Where did the name Hideyori come from?”

“Her husband was called Hideyoshi so she was watching this Siege of Osaka scene on TV, and she thought that it was fate.”

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What, isn’t the origin of my name too stupid…….

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“What was her cup si—-……..”

“Alright! I understand! I understand so stop asking that already!”

“Phew…….”

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It’s a victory for me and Master’s Sawamura Yama Alliance.

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“Seriously…….Oba-san will give up this time. Oba-san doesn’t know either Sawamura Yama or Kawa but Oba-san will give up on confiscating that book for now.”

“Hou…….”

“In exchange, I will take it if I find it next time. At least keep it out of my sight until you’re 18.”

“Yes, ma’am…….”

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I really have to install that ignition mechanism on the hidden compartment of my drawer huh…….

It would be a pain to maintain though…….

I already went out of my way to get a gasoline handling license so I will just have to work hard though…….

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“Then let’s go home.”

“Ah, can I keep the book in your bag?”

“The nerves…….”

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Oba-san had a look of reluctance on her face as she received the photo book.

Meanwhile, Master who’s seeing us off said [Come again] to me while saying [See you in 5 years] to Oba-san.

It seems that he doesn’t want to see her again for at least several years.

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“Seriously…….am I being too generous………”

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It was when Oba-san was about to put the book in her bag with a reddened face.

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“O~i, Master! Why are we closed today?”

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Along with the sound of bells ringing at the door, Sakuya’s voice came.

Oba-san, Master and I all turned to look in the direction of the voice.

The sight unfolding before me took my breath away.

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“Master-san, hello.”

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Eien-chan stepped inside the coffee shop.

Not only her but 12 girls including Emi, Risa and the others walked in one after the other.

I thought I was hallucinating but I know that it was real since I heard Sakuya and Eien-chan’s voices.

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“Ah! Hideyori-k~un!”

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Emi noticed me and waved her hand at me.

Everyone’s eyes focused on me.

With a sense of dread welling up inside me, I hurriedly grabbed Oba-san’s bag and stuffed the book inside.

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Even though I am qualified to handle dangerous materials, the book seemed way more dangerous and volatile than gasoline right now.

Thus begin a new battle to keep Sawamura Yama’s photo book out of sight.

Author Note:

For Gasoline reference please see

V9C19

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Hideyori never mentioned his real parents nor did his aunt bring them up before.

For Seiko, she doesn’t want to talk about them much either…….

She didn’t want to unnecessarily bring it up since she can see how Oba-san feels about the subject.

It’s not that Seiko hates her parents.

Besides, she’s afraid that Hideyori might pursue the shadow of his parents and disappear somewhere.

V5C24

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Whether or not Hideyori’s parents will play any role in Scumbag BF is still undecided but I want to do a follow-up since I realized that Hideyori doesn’t know his real parents at all when I wrote extra stories for V9.

Hideyori also misunderstood that the Western Army is a collection of History Otaku so he doesn’t know that all 12 girls are members of the group.

Because of that, he doesn’t use the word western army in his perspective.

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Next up, Invasion of the Western Army……..?