While he didn’t want to go home to Kyoto, he knew he had to go home since it had always been a tradition of the Oga family to gather together during an Obon.

Everyone had to gather together, or he was afraid he might be disowned.

While it might seem exaggerated, the punishment if he didn’t come was quite troublesome, so he naturally returned to Kyoto.

It had been a few months since he came to Tokyo, and many things had happened in his life.

There were so many things, and he couldn’t count them, but he was glad that he had come to Tokyo.

Before he arrived in Tokyo, he was confused and lonely and ignored everything around him by working hard so he could gain a foothold in this country. He only wanted a better life since living in poverty definitely wasn’t something he wanted.

His family’s background might be good, and he would be okay even if he became a NEET, but he definitely didn’t want to become one.

Becoming a household husband might be a good choice too, but it was hard to find a woman who could support him if he lived as a Chuunibyou.

Leaving aside his dream to become a household husband, he had become a tycoon now, and it was impossible to leave all of those things behind. Under his leadership, his business was moving like a fast train and didn’t stop.

If there was a worry, he hoped his company wouldn’t be embargoed, considering how good it was.

Still, while it hadn’t reached such an extent, he felt he needed to prepare, considering how it might be in the future.

Suddenly, he thought of a single figure that could make the entire country bow down his head just because of his might. While what this guy did was unpleasant and borderline crazy, he knew that what he did was something that he could follow.

Being powerful meant he wasn’t tied by the rules.

He was the rule.

Yet he felt embarrassed when he thought such a thing, considering how it reminded him of “Chuunibyou.”

However, he had something to argue that every person in this country had “Chuunibyou” blood in their veins. Having a melodramatic, slightly theoretical communication was something that everyone in this country loved the most.

If he gave an example, it was like how Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the daimyo of this country, warmed up the straw sandal of Oda Nobunaga on his kimono during the winter. His sharp-wittedness and devotion earned him the trust of Oda Nobunaga and gave him an easy promotion in each battle.

If it was in the past, one would think Hideyoshi was so loyal for thinking of his master.

However, what did the people in this era think?

Leaving the people in this country, who were amazed by Hideyoshi’s devotedness. The people outside the country might be slightly overwhelmed by his intense devotion.

He thought so, but even so, he must admit that Hideyoshi was a smart man since he could stand side by side with the long-standing Tokugawa Ieyasu, who built the Tokugawa shogunate, the military government of this country, for 260 years.

Yet one must acknowledge how shrewd Hideyoshi was since he was able to rise from sandal bearer to a daimyo that controlled this country.

“Shishio-sama, do you want to drink tea?”

“Thanks, Roberta.”

He accepted the bottle of cold barley tea from Roberta and drank it slowly. The taste of the tea hit his tongue, and it couldn’t help but remind him of that day when he was on the train to visit Tokyo for the first time.

It might also be part of the reason why he was overthinking at this moment.

His meeting with his parents was one thing, but he also had to meet the entire family of the Oga Clan. While he might be okay, considering he was the youngest among his generation, he wasn’t sure whether they could accept how he was now.

He had always been in “Chuunibyou,” shouting, “let the world feel pain!” or something similar without getting embarrassed.

However, he was a normal guy now.

Except he was slightly rich, handsome, and had more girlfriends, he was perfectly normal.

Right?

Anyway, he was tired of getting serious all the time, so if possible, he wanted to spend his days on Obon easy, without much drama.

His stay for Obon in Kyoto was only for two days.

Tomorrow, he would go home since he didn’t want to spend too much time staying in Kyoto.

While he had thought of the family of the previous Shishio Oga as his family, it was only limited to his parents. He wasn’t sure about the other families since he was afraid something inappropriate might happen between him and his aunts or female cousin.

Chihiro was enough for him, and he didn’t need any more aunts.

However, it might be okay with the female cousin.

Well, the joke aside, he wondered whether there was someone who could trigger his system.

However, he didn’t have that much expectation since almost… no, all the girls that could trigger his system, he met all of them in Tokyo. He had never met girls, women, or anything similar to Ryuunosuke that could trigger his system outside Tokyo.

Tokyo was the center of his treasure trove.

A place where he could meet various women that could make his heartthrob.

Tokimeki Memorial.

It might be how he describes his life in Tokyo.

He had various girls and women that could trigger his system, and they were all wonderful and unique on their own. However, it didn’t mean he was going to do anything to all of them, especially to Ryuunosuke and the like. It was impossible for him to do so.

Frankly, there were many women that he hadn’t touched in Tokyo.

The waitress on the Wagnaria, the female boss and secretary on the “Kengan Association,” the group of female teachers, the mother of his friends, and there was also a friend of Chihiro and Hiratsuka he met in chapter 150 or so.

He knew that their friends were working as teachers in an all-female school, and the students in that school might be able to trigger his system.

As the largest and most populated city in this country, Tokyo was, without a doubt, a city full of opportunity for him.

Yet he wasn’t hungry enough to attack all the girls and women that could trigger his system.

The rewards in the system were wonderful, but as of now, he had enough of them, and he could live well now, even without using them.

The relationship between his girlfriends was good enough, and he had enough of them now.

The only problem was the few girls and women he met, but he hadn’t cleared up their relationship.

Misaki, Ritsu, Chihiro, and Yukino**a.

As for now, he was thinking about the four of them and wondered what he should do with them. There were more of them, but the most important was currently the four of them. However, he was on his way to Kyoto, and he wouldn’t be able to meet them until he returned to Tokyo.

On his return to Kyoto, he only brought Roberta with him. He didn’t bring his women with him since he was afraid that trouble would happen, considering he wouldn’t be able to accompany them if they came to Kyoto. The meeting of his family was also a sacred and important meeting between his family members. Unless one was a member of the Oga Family, it was impossible for them to join.

Roberta also probably wouldn’t be able to attend the meeting and stay at his parents’ house.

If he wanted to bring his women, he should marry them first.

While it might seem ridiculous, this was a tradition, and it had happened for so many centuries after one of his successful ancestors decided to create this tradition.

The meeting between a family, without any help from anyone, and enjoyed the moment.

He also didn’t bother to change this tradition and didn’t have the power to do so since he was the youngest among everyone. He might be the richest now, but in his family, it meant nothing, and his family also didn’t know about his wealth (probably).

“Shishio-sama, do you want to eat?” Roberta asked.

“Sure.” Shishio nodded and looked at Roberta.

There were only the two of them at that moment, and she seemed more excited than ever.

On this trip, they rode the “Shinkansen” (bullet train), the fastest train in this country, so they would arrive in a few hours or so.

It was amazing, considering the distance between Tokyo and Kyoto was so far away.

If they were in the Edo period, they would need at least a few days to arrive to go on the trip to Kyoto since they were walking.

However, technology changed everything.

Yet he didn’t care about the technology. Instead, he looked at the delicious bento he had bought at the train station before leaving.

A bento on the train was part of the tradition too in this country, and every station from different cities and prefectures made it in their special ways based on culture and food tradition.

However, Tokyo didn’t have such a thing, so it was impossible to get such traditional food.

Still, it also gave this city an advantage since it meant there were more varieties in the bento.

Roberta ordered the sukiyaki bento while he ordered the sushi bento and a shumai for a snack on their trip.

The food was delicious, but the companionship of each other made the taste of the food better.

While they enjoyed the food, they soon arrived in Kyoto and prepared to meet his parents.

He would be lying if his mood wasn’t complex. Before he came to Tokyo, he had stayed in Kyoto for a month, but he mostly stayed at the house, learning since he was about to take an entrance exam.

The two only walked out of the train, but they soon heard a familiar voice call his name.

“Shishio! Here!”

They turned and saw the familiar woman and a man, whose appearance was similar to his, with different hair color and older.

Naturally, he was more handsome.

“Welcome back,” the man said with a smile.

“I am back, father.”

He thought he would stutter, but the voice that came out of his mouth seemed more natural than he had thought.