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Mori Takuya, no. The boy who was once called Satō Takuya.

His life was peculiar.

No. “Messed up” suited it better than “peculiar.”

First, his parents’ relationship was unusual from the start.

His father was a successful company worker in his early 30s, and his mother was an ordinary housewife in her early 20s.

If you only heard this, it would seem like the man was just a common thief, but that wasn’t the case at all.

In just four lines, you could tell this couple’s relationship was extremely dysfunctional.

First, this body’s biological father, Satō Daichi, was a virgin who had never dated even once by his 30s.

This body’s biological mother, Sakuragi Yuka, was a woman purchased by the virgin Daichi-ssi for sexual experience.

And Daichi, who had gained some sexual experience, supposedly wanted to have unprotected sex once, “like a man,” and ended up with an unexpected pregnancy.

The bigger problem was that the mother was 17 years old at the time. A minor.

In just four lines, it became clear why the family was so dysfunctional.

But the true rock bottom hadn’t even begun yet.

Although the woman unexpectedly became pregnant, surprisingly, the man decided to take responsibility for her.

It meant he wasn’t completely human trash…

But considering what came next, that wasn’t true either.

Two years after the child was born, they had a wedding.

Why two years later?

Because the man worked at a good company and delayed his marriage significantly for his career advancement.

And so, after they got married.

At first, they lived a fairly decent life.

Daichi-ssi, the virgin, met a woman, had various conversations, and shed his dorky image by wearing clothes and hairstyles recommended by his wife. Yuka-ssi, the mother, was able to enjoy a comfortable life in a wealthy household.

Yes. If it had been just like that, Takuya would have been born illicitly but grown into a good child, raised by harmonious parents. It would have been “happily ever after~ happily ever after~,” but reality was a cesspool.

Our Daichi-ssi, who had gained looks, confidence, and wealth, started having affairs.

That was the beginning of the catastrophe.

At first, Yuka pretended not to know about the affairs.

This was partly because Yuka didn’t truly love Daichi, but also because, in Japanese society at the time, a man having affairs was somewhat accepted.

If he had stopped there, there wouldn’t have been a problem.

Our Daichi was a man who didn’t know boundaries.

He became trash who even brought women into the house where his wife lived, and eventually, Yuka couldn’t bear it and divorced him.

That was roughly when Takuya was five years old.

Yuka, not wanting to see her son who resembled her husband and preferring a reasonable sum of money, gave custody to Daichi, the father.

Instead of reflecting, Daichi, who had divorced, began making connections with influential families.

He succeeded in remarrying.

I don’t know how he did it. The fact that he managed to remarry into an influential family despite the handicap of being a divorcee can only be described as amazing.

After successfully divorcing, the next woman he met was Mori Ayaka.

As a daughter of an influential family, she was skilled in household chores and an excellent supporter as a wife.

Naturally, as such a woman, she also had a talent for taking care of and educating children.

It wasn’t that Yuka couldn’t do it, but due to the difference in their family backgrounds and education, the quality was bound to be different.

If Yuka was the parent who gave birth to Takuya, then Ayaka was Takuya’s spiritual mother.

After four more years of peaceful living, when Takuya turned ten.

Mori Ayaka and Daichi divorced again.

The reason is unknown, but if we consider it based on Takuya’s memories…

“No. What do you mean by that! Clearly ■@!#$@$—!”

A split due to differences in opinion between Daichi and the family.

That’s how I can describe it.

I don’t know the full story either. All I remember is Daichi’s angry voice on the phone call, which I heard in Takuya’s memories.

Anyway, Daichi, having divorced, didn’t take Takuya with him this time.

Perhaps because he realized his own child would be a hindrance to him.

So he handed Takuya’s custody over to Ayaka and headed for a higher place in society,

And Ms. Mori Ayaka ended up taking care of a child she hadn’t even given birth to.

Naturally, Ayaka’s family, upon learning this, raged furiously and told her to abandon the child, but Ayaka opposed it to the very end.

She was disowned by her family and expelled from the Mori household.

And what saved Ayaka and me, who had nowhere to go, was…

“If it’s that bad, do you want to live at my place?”

It was Yuka, who was enjoying a peaceful life in her hometown.

Yuka took Takuya and Ayaka, who were left with nowhere to go, to her house and lived together. That was the life of Mori Takuya.

So why am I telling this story?

The reason is very simple.

Because…

“Takuya. Is it tasty?”

“Yes…”

“Don’t be a picky eater, eat this too.”

Because those two were clinging to me, feeding me side dishes.

‘This, this is too much!’

Right now, this situation felt very overwhelming to me.

Of course. It would have been overwhelming even if it were my real mother. Imagine having “mothers”(?) you just met today doing this.

I feel like I’m going crazy.

Moreover.

‘No. Even if it’s at home, that outfit is too much!’

Her sexy figure, despite being a mother, didn’t look like a mother’s, which was one thing, but the problem was Yuka-ssi’s outfit next to me.

The clothes she was wearing were something modern South Korean men would know very well.

It was none other than the fashion of black dolphin shorts and a white sleeveless top!

‘No. Don’t sit like that in dolphin shorts…’

What’s more, perhaps because she was sitting cross-legged on the chair, her healthy-looking thighs and adorable wiggling toes stimulated my male heart.

Thanks to that, I was in agony.

I already felt like ending it after getting an erection in front of my friend’s mother, but now I had an erection in front of mothers, even if it wasn’t my own body.

‘If this happens again, I’m really going to run.’

If Ms. Ayaka hadn’t been wearing a modest outfit, I would have lost control.

‘No. But if she has that figure and wears suggestive clothing, what would happen?’

Of course, Ms. Ayaka’s figure was so incredible that even in that modest outfit, she had considerable destructive power, but it was still better than Yuka-ssi, who gave off primal stimulation.

Stuck between these mother-like-not-mothers, I finished a meal where I couldn’t tell if the rice went in through my nose or my mouth. Then, I quickly said I was going to my room, escaped from the embrace of the two mothers, and fled to my room.

For reference, Takuya’s room was at the end of the second-floor hallway.

When I arrived at the room, the sight that greeted me was a bit different from what we usually imagine as a typical student’s room…

‘As expected, there are many photos, just like in my memories…’

It was a room plastered with photos of sexy Nunas, presumed to be gravure models.

As I entered the room, I was surprised to feel the excitement I had felt just moments before melt away like snow.

Perhaps I instinctively felt that this room was a safe place.

Thinking that, I plopped down on the bed placed in one corner of the room.

*Thud.*

And just collapsed onto the bed.

“Sigh….”

As I lay on the bed, a sigh naturally escaped me.

And it was no wonder; I had been pretending to be calm until now, but honestly, my head was throbbing.

Possessing a game character and gaining game-like abilities, as well as the past of this guy named Takuya.

Everything was too difficult to accept all at once.

My head was incredibly cluttered because of it.

No. Not just this, there was too much to think about.

How many installments did the Ero Villain series have? Would Miyuki act according to the game? And most importantly,

‘Where did the soul of this body’s owner, Takuya, go?’

There was simply too much to consider, from the trivial to the crucial.

Naturally, in this situation, sighs kept escaping me.

So, I lay on the bed, pessimistic about reality for a long time, until…

“Right. I can’t stay like this.”

I regained my resolve and started doing what I needed to do.

First, I found a notebook in Takuya’s room, then started writing something in Korean there.

The content, naturally.

[Ero Villain Series List and Details]

Writing down the games from the Ero Villain Circle that I had played.

This was a very important task that needed to be done while I still remembered something.

‘If there’s a first scenario, there must be a next one.’

And it was highly probable that it was a game series created by the same circle.

Of course, just in case, I intended to write down all the adult games I remembered.

‘I wonder how much I’ll actually remember…’

I couldn’t be certain I’d remember everything.

And so, I, who now had to live under the name Takuya, spent that entire night writing down the list of Ero Villain series and the characteristics of each game.

While feeling someone’s gaze watching me.

It was a truly fulfilling night.

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[Each scenario may have sub-episodes.]