Chapter 4
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Memories (3)
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Mori Takuya. No, the boy once known as Sato Takuya in the past.
His life had been bizarre.
No, bizarre wasn't the right word. A complete mess fit better.
To start with his parents' relationship—it was anything but normal.
His father was a successful company man in his early thirties, and his mother was your typical housewife in her early twenties.
At first glance, it might sound like the guy was just a regular thief, but nothing could be further from the truth.
Just four lines sum up why this couple's marriage was utter trash.
First off, his biological father, Sato Daichi, was a total virgin—no dating experience even into his thirties.
His biological mother, Sakuragi Yuka, was the woman Daichi bought with money just to get some female experience.
And after Daichi finally had some half-decent sex, he went and dumped a creampie in her because he wanted to try it once, and boom—she got pregnant.
Even worse, Yuka was only seventeen at the time. A minor.
Four lines, and you instantly get why the family was a dumpster fire.
But the real rock bottom hadn't even started yet.
Despite getting pregnant out of the blue, surprisingly, the guy decided to take responsibility for her.
At least he wasn't total human garbage... or so you'd think.
Considering what came next, even that wasn't true.
Two years after the kid was born, they finally got married.
Why two years later?
Because he had a good job and delayed marriage to focus on his career climb.
After they tied the knot...
Things started off decent enough.
Virgin Daichi got to meet women, chat them up, ditch his loser vibe with his wife's fashion and hairstyle tips, and Yuka enjoyed a comfy life in a wealthy home.
Yeah. If it stopped there, Takuya might've been born out of wedlock but grown up happy with loving parents. Blessed~ Blessed~ ...but reality was a sewer.
Once Daichi gained looks, confidence, and money, he started cheating.
That was the beginning of the end.
At first, Yuka pretended not to notice.
Partly because she didn't truly love Daichi, but also because in Japanese society back then, a man fooling around was somewhat tolerated.
If it'd stayed at that level, maybe no big deal.
But our Daichi had no sense of boundaries.
He turned into the kind of scum who brought women home even with a wife around, and eventually Yuka couldn't take it and divorced him.
That happened when Takuya was about five.
Yuka took some cash and dumped the son who looked just like her ex on Daichi for custody.
Post-divorce Daichi didn't reflect—instead, he started schmoozing with influential families.
And he remarried successfully.
Who knows how. Overcoming the divorced-man penalty to snag a prominent family's daughter? All I can say is impressive.
The woman he met next was Mori Ayaka.
As the daughter of an elite family, she was skilled at housework and an excellent homemaker.
Naturally, she was great at childcare and raising kids too.
Yuka wasn't bad at it, but the difference in upbringing and education made Ayaka's quality stand out.
If Yuka was the one who gave birth to Takuya, Ayaka was his true emotional mother.
They lived peacefully like that for another four years, until Takuya turned ten.
Then Mori Ayaka and Daichi divorced again.
Reason unknown. Based on Takuya's memories...
"No! What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Clearly ■@!#$@—!"
A rift due to differences between Daichi and her family.
Something like that.
I don't know the full details. Just the memory of Daichi yelling into the phone stuck with me.
Anyway, after the divorce, Daichi didn't take Takuya this time.
Probably realized his kid would hold him back.
So he handed custody to Ayaka and climbed higher in society,
leaving Mori Ayaka to raise a child not her own.
Her family knew and threw a fit, demanding she abandon him, but Ayaka refused to the end.
She got disowned and kicked out of the Mori family.
And the one who saved homeless me and Ayaka?
"If things are that bad, why not live with me?"
It was Yuka, living peacefully back in her hometown.
Yuka took street-bound Takuya and Ayaka home to live together. That's where Mori Takuya's life stood.
So why am I telling this story?
The reason's simple.
Because...
"Takuya, tasty?"
"Yeah..."
"Don't be picky—eat this too."
Those two were right next to me, feeding me side dishes.
'P-Pressure!'
This situation was seriously overwhelming me.
Of course it was. Even if they were my real moms, it'd be awkward—but imagine your first time meeting these "moms" (?), and they're doing this.
My sanity was hanging by a thread.
And on top of that.
'I mean, home or not, that outfit's too much!'
Sure, their sexy figures didn't scream "mom," but Yuka's clothes next to me were the real issue.
What she wore was something any modern Korean guy would recognize instantly.
Black dolphin pants paired with a white sleeveless top!
'Come on, no dolphin pants, and don't sit like that...'
She was manspreading on the chair, her toned thighs and cute wiggling toes teasing my manhood.
I was dying inside.
Already horny in front of a friend's mom, and now this body—not even mine—getting hard in front of moms?
'One more slip, and I'll really bolt.'
If Ayaka weren't dressed conservatively, I'd have lost it.
'Wait, with that body, what if she wore something revealing?'
Ayaka's figure was insane too—her modest clothes still packed a punch—but less primal than Yuka's vibe.
Sandwiched between these un-mom-like moms, I barely choked down my meal—not sure if it went nose or mouth—then bolted, saying I was heading to my room, escaping their embrace for my sanctuary.
For reference, Takuya's room was at the end of the second-floor hallway.
Stepping inside, the scene was far from your typical student's room.
'Yup, tons of photos just like the memories...'
The walls were plastered with sexy shots of what looked like gravure models.
Entering calmed my earlier excitement like snow melting away.
Probably instinct telling me this was a safe space.
Thinking that, I flopped onto the bed in the corner.
Thud.
And just collapsed onto it.
"Haa..."
Lying there, a sigh escaped naturally.
Makes sense—I'd been playing it cool, but honestly, my head throbbed.
Possessing a game character, gaining game powers, Takuya's backstory...
All too much to process at once.
My brain was a tangled mess.
No, way more to think about.
How far did the Ero Villain series go? Would Miyuki act like in the game? And most crucially...
'Where did this body's original soul, Takuya's, go?'
Trivial stuff to big questions—too much.
Naturally, sighs kept coming.
I lay there wallowing in reality for a while, then...
"No. Can't stay like this."
Pulled myself together and got to work.
First, I grabbed a notebook from Takuya's room and started jotting down stuff in Korean.
The contents, obviously:
[Ero Villain Series List and Details]
Listing every Ero Villain circle game I'd played.
This was crucial—do it while memories were fresh.
'First scenario means more to come.'
And likely from the same circle's series.
Of course, I'd note any galge I recalled, just in case.
'I Wonder how much I'll remember...'
No guarantee I'd get it all.
So, the guy now living as Takuya spent the whole night writing the Ero Villain series list and each game's features.
While feeling someone watching me.
What a fulfilling night.
[Each scenario may have sub-episodes.]