Chapter 119
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: Ero Adult (1)
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After enjoying a secret nighttime rendezvous with Ayaka's mom, the next day.
I bought snacks, including cookies, from some smugglers hanging around the hospital—for reasons I couldn't even begin to fathom.
'No, but seriously, why the hell are there smugglers in a hospital?'
Of course, thanks to all the crazy shit I'd seen before possessing this body, the thought didn't linger for long.
Anyway, I spent a little while sneaking snacks one by one from my pocket as I walked around.
That's when I started feeling like the hospital was unusually bustling.
No, more precisely, the nurses and doctors—who weren't dealing with patients—seemed busy with something.
Of course, I wasn't all that curious, so I didn't grab anyone to ask.
I just hung out in the lobby, furtively munching on snacks.
Luckily, the nurses and doctors who might've stopped me were too busy to even notice, let alone reprimand me. So I got to eat in peace.
After a short while like that.
After spectating from the hospital lobby for a bit.
"Here they come!!"
A nurse with an unusually loud voice shouted that, and nurses and doctors came rushing over in a crowd.
I watched the nurses and doctors heading over like underlings going to greet their gang boss in some yakuza flick, utterly fascinated.
And it really was fascinating.
As I watched, someone started walking in from the entrance.
No, more precisely, about eight veiled women, an elderly man, and what looked like bodyguards—two burly foreign black men and women, plus two white men and women—entered together.
Seeing that, I wondered who the hell they were to warrant such heavy protection, but I quickly lost interest.
Because the old man's expression as he arrived with escorts gave me the exact same vibe as those old monsters from my previous life.
'More precisely, the face of a power broker.'
If you're asking how I know, even though I'm no physiognomist, you can just tell after dealing with a few old guys who have real power.
Is that old man someone influential? Or...
'He seems dangerous.'
Someone dangerous to get tangled up with.
And that old man was definitely the latter type.
'It's a bit ambiguous, but no need to get involved anyway.'
I was thinking that and trying to ignore it when...
-Bzzz.
'What? Why does it feel like he's staring at me?'
For some reason, the old man seemed very interested in me.
No way, right?
Thinking that to myself, just in case, I bolted back to my room.
Takuya successfully fled to his hospital room, thinking something like, "Eh, what could go wrong?" He lay on the bed, turned on the TV, and killed time.
In this era, there were no TikToks or Shorts, not even proper YouTube activation compared to the time when Takuya had lived. Entertainment options were scarce.
The only thing that somewhat filled the void was the gag show on TV?
Well, it was pretty fun in its own way, so boredom wasn't an issue.
After watching TV and passing time for a bit.
-Knock knock.
I heard someone knocking on my hospital room door.
That made me puzzled.
For good reason: It wasn't time for Ayaka's mom or any other nurses to visit, and there was no one in this hospital who would hang out with me anyway.
'Who could it be?'
Feeling dubious, I told them to come in.
And the people who entered after my words were...
"Huh? W-Who?"
The massive black and white men with huge builds and heights that I'd seen earlier.
I couldn't hide my shock when the people I'd just been watching suddenly opened my room door and walked in.
No, anyone would be shocked in my position.
If someone you just saw for the first time barges into your hospital room, who'd stay calm?
As I stared at the sudden black-and-white duo, the black man spoke up.
"Japanese boy, BOSS wants YOU."
"Dude."
"Come, we guide YOU."
"Uh."
My bewildered face twisted into something hard to describe at his explanation.
If you want to understand my mood right now, imagine burly guys suddenly showing up saying, "Our boss wants you." You'd feel it.
Anyway, putting that aside, I racked my brain trying to figure out what they meant.
Thankfully, having dealt with plenty of foreigners before possessing this body, I roughly got the gist.
'The boss wants to see me? Why?'
He was with that old guy earlier, so probably his bodyguard, meaning the boss is the old man.
So why would the old man summon me?
Not money or anything like that.
A guy who hires bodyguards isn't hurting for cash enough to rob an ordinary-looking civilian like me.
And excluding that...
'Nothing comes to mind.'
I couldn't think of any reason the old man would call for me.
The only vaguely related things were the Kumoto and Tsutomu incidents, but there was no evidence for either.
So what the hell could it be?
Thinking that, I rolled my eyes toward the white and black guys before asking.
"Where's your boss right now?"
The white guy answered my question.
"In the director's office."
I nodded at that.
At least inside the hospital, I could respond if anything went down.
With that in mind, I said to the giant black and white men.
"Your boss wants to see me, right? Take me there."
"Got it."
The white and black guys nodded at my words, stepped out of the room, and gestured for me to follow.
I got off the bed, slipped on my slippers, and followed them.
"Let's go, Honey."
"Okay, Baby."
No, wait, are you two a couple?
Judging by how tightly they held hands, probably a real couple.
'What the actual fuck...'
I was forced into the horrific ordeal of following this massive gay couple while cringing at their lovey-dovey nicknames.
Fuck.
Thankfully, before my eyes melted from the gay couple's PDA, I made it to the director's office, where their boss was supposedly waiting.
'That was a nightmare.'
It wasn't an exaggeration.
They weren't just a gay couple—they were a deeply loving one.
Seeing a gay couple making out in the elevator for the first time in my life was way, way harder than I'd imagined.
'Fuck.'
Anyway, we arrived at the director's office.
The gay couple, unfazed after all that nonsense, knocked and asked if they could enter.
A voice replied from inside.
[Come in.]
With that, the door opened, revealing...
"Heh heh, good, you brought him."
"Of courseDA."
"Yes, Boss."
No director in sight—the old man sat in the head seat, flanked by his secretary, with the massive black and white women casually occupying seats as if it was natural.
I scanned the room's atmosphere with a "What the hell?" expression, sensing something off.
'Doesn't seem like they're planning to kidnap me or pull anything shady.'
The vibe wasn't threatening at all.
If anything, it felt expectant.
While I pondered that, I entered the room with the men and looked at the boss who'd summoned me—no, the old man with that power-broker face.
As I met the old man's eyes, wondering if I should greet him or curse him out...
"So you're the one. The kid who pulled off something fun in my hospital."
The old man chuckled amusedly as he said that. After a moment's thought on what he meant, I muttered with a dawning realization.
"No way..."
"Yes. Seeing you copulate with your stepmother was quite intriguing."
Before I could finish, the old man's words hit, and I hurriedly tried to snap my fingers.
No one could know my secret.
That's why I went to snap—but...
-Snap!
"Hey, kid, whatever you're trying, it's a no-go."
My action was stopped by the stern-faced white woman.
I glanced at her briefly, then rolled my eyes to the old man.
He was grinning mischievously, his face free of any malice.
If anything, he looked even more excited and anticipatory.
Seeing that, I hesitated before signaling surrender.
Looked like we needed to talk.
The white woman released my hand and sat me in her spot.
After feeling the plush, warm sofa for a moment...
The old man in front of me smiled and said,
"Good choice."
I let out a deep sigh and asked,
"So, what do you want from me?"
No need for beating around the bush. The old geezer grinned and replied,
"I like your straightforwardness. Truth is, I'd like your help with something."
I made a puzzled face.
No, how does fucking my mom connect to helping you?
Dubious but listening, he continued.
"What I need your help with... Lunako. Deliver that for me."
"Yes, understood."
I apathetically took the paper from the woman behind the old man, presumed to be his secretary. Then, seeing the title, I jolted.
For good reason—the title on the paper was none other than...
『Brood Parasitism (托卵)』
Brood parasitism (laying your egg in another's nest).
Seeing that cover title, I stared at the old man in disbelief, and he grinned again, asking,
"What do you think? Intrigued now?"
Faced with his brazen expression, I couldn't help but nod.
Honestly, it was fucking intriguing.