Mash-Up Anime World: Adopted by the Sawamura Family

"Akira, you big idiot! You pervert! You hopeless womanizer…"

"I don't ever want to talk to you again!"

"In that case, I might as well report you to Grandma too."

"Since you clearly don't intend to speak to me anymore."

"Mom, bye-bye, I'm heading to Grandma's."

Akira sat down at the entrance, deliberately putting on his shoes in an exaggerated manner.

"I'm sorry, Onii-chan! I really know I was wrong."

"Please, I'm begging you, let me and Mom off this time!"

Eriri's blue eyes shrank in panic as she immediately lowered her head and admitted defeat at lightning speed.

Hah! You think I can't handle you, you stubborn tsundere?

"No matter what conditions you propose, Mom and I will change."

"Yes, yes, Akira-chan! Whatever you say, I'll do it!"

Sayuri nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Then let's hold a brief family meeting about this matter."

"Mom, untie Eriri first."

"By the way, where did you learn those tying techniques?"

"Back in university, I learned it from an upperclassman in my club."

Sayuri explained sheepishly.

"Mom, I get it. You don't need to say any more."

A club full of university girls with similar interests? Yeah, Sayuri was definitely in an… interesting circle.

Akira really wanted to complain.

What kind of university allows such ridiculous clubs to exist?

"Mom, side question—where did you graduate from?"

"Akira-chan, what are you trying to do?"

"If I ever get the chance, I'll make sure that university gets shut down for good."

Akira muttered indignantly.

"Hahaha! Akira-chan, then you better work hard."

"Mommy graduated from Tokyo Women's University."

"It's one of the three prestigious all-girls universities in Japan."

"If you really have what it takes to shut it down, I'd be so proud of you."

"Onii-chan, stop daydreaming."

Still fuming, Eriri wouldn't miss an opportunity to mock Akira.

Akira shot her a cold glare. "Sit down properly, the family meeting is officially starting."

Eriri immediately sat up straight like an obedient child.

"Mom, Eriri, I understand that destroying someone's passion is a cruel thing to do."

"So I won't stop you from being otakus."

"Uuu… Akira-chan! I knew you were the best!"

This son of hers was truly a gift from the heavens.

So understanding, even after everything she had done.

"But my bottom line is—do not draw me in your doujinshi."

"I have zero interest in being a netorare victim, nor do I have any enthusiasm for yaoi."

"My orientation is completely normal."

"I only like girls."

"Onii-chan, what kind of girls do you like?"

"Do you even need to ask?"

"As long as they're cute and pretty, I like them all."

Akira answered without hesitation.

"Eriri, and you call yourself my sister?"

"You don't even know this much about me?"

Eriri: ...

"Onii-chan, you damn womanizer! I hate you!"

"Akira-chan, what about older women?"

"Like widowed wives or milfs?"

"Have you seen the recently trending doujinshi 'Widowed Snow Woman'?"

"Would you like to take a look?"

"I guarantee it won't disappoint."

Sayuri nudged Akira's side with her elbow and smirked.

She even pulled out a doujinshi from her seemingly bottomless sleeves.

Mom, is this really a conversation you should be having with your son?

Could you not completely abandon all pretense of dignity just because I found out you're a fujoshi?

Bring back the elegant, graceful mother I once knew!

"Mom, y-you…!"

"You're not seriously…?"

You're not actually thinking of something inappropriate, are you?

Eriri stammered as she pointed at her mother in disbelief.

Even though she was a doujinshi artist and had drawn plenty of hardcore mother-daughter-themed works, that didn't mean she could accept it in real life!

Seeing Eriri's horrified and embarrassed reaction, Sayuri suddenly realized—

What the hell did I just say?

This… This sounds way too suggestive!

Did I forget that I'm already divorced? That I'm now a single woman?

But just now, she had only wanted to tease her dear Akira a little.

She wasn't actually a degenerate, okay?!

"A-Akira-chan, I-I-I, I-I-I…"

Sayuri frantically waved her hands, struggling to explain.

But she had no idea where to even start.

At this point, maybe the world should just end.

She didn't want to live anymore.

"Mom, you don't have to say anything."

"I understand what you mean."

Akira said seriously.

Seeing Akira's suddenly solemn expression, Sayuri felt as though her future had turned completely dark.

It's over. I've failed as a mother.

Akira must think of me as a hopelessly depraved pervert now.

"But could you at least give me some time to process it?"

The moment Akira said that, Sayuri, who had been drowning in despair, felt as if a ray of sunlight had pierced through the gloom.

Akira-chan, Akira-chan, what do you mean by this…?

"I know you were deeply hurt by Dad, and your emotions are all over the place right now."

"But Dad just left."

"No wonder you used to cling to me all the time as a kid and kiss me non-stop."

"Turns out there was a reason for all of that."

"I also know my appearance has a devastating effect on women."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have been secretly drawing doujinshi about me."

"Honestly, I'm a little worried that one day you'll bring home a new stepdad for me and Eriri."

"Who would do something so shameless?!"

"Akira-chan, don't underestimate me!"

Sayuri shot up from her seat, her violet eyes blazing with indignation as she swore.

"Mom, I promised Dad that I'd take care of you for the rest of my life."

At this moment, Akira could only silently apologize to his father in faraway Britain.

He really didn't intend to be a netorare protagonist.

But who could have predicted that "taking care of Mom" would turn out like this?

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