Obon 2

The Obon of the Oga Family was quite simple.

They only needed to clean up the grave and honor their ancestor for a while before they returned home, talked, and ate together.

It was as simple as that.

There was no need for something complicated. Instead, they used this chance to gather since it was hard for them to do so.

After cleaning up the graveyard and praying for a while, they all returned and had a party together.

However, he was silent, feeling lifeless since being surrounded by his aunts and cousins was more taxing than he had thought. He looked at his uncles, who talked happily while drinking a beer, ignoring the fact of their standing, and some of them even drunk.

Hey, your wife was flirting with me!

He wanted to say that, but he wasn't stupid enough to say that. He wondered whether they didn't feel anything when their wives were pulling his cheeks or trying to feel his muscles. Maybe they felt he was safe since he was their nephew, someone they had seen as a baby. However, they forgot that he was no longer a cub that couldn't bare its fangs against them.

He was already the beast that might bite them, stealing their wife.

Fortunately, he didn't go after a wife, but he didn't mind going after a widow, so they should be careful if they didn't want to go on divorce.

"Why are you so silent? Are you going to mimic a silent anime character?"

"...."

He looked at the female cousin, who squeezed his buttocks earlier, and asked, "Where is your husband, Kanata-nee?"

"He is working. Where else?" Kanata suddenly became gloomy, chugging her beer before she wrapped his neck, pushing him closer against her chest. Unlike the rest, she might be the most casual since she only wore a normal t-shirt and tight jeans like she was playing at home.

"Tell this big sister. Have you graduated from your v-card? Or should I help you graduate?"

She whispered those words quietly with a naughty and lewd smile.

They were sitting near the corridor, so only two of them were there.

Many stayed indoors, singing karaoke, talking, or doing something else, so when the two of them didn't attract attention. Instead, they were ignored since no one would think this woman would say something so outrageous.

"...."

Honestly, he couldn't handle it any longer.

They thought that he was their plaything, which was also why they were having fun with him.

Still, he only gazed at Kanata silently and gave a gentle smile.

Kanata was slightly stunned since this guy didn't follow the script!

Should he be embarrassed and all red before she told him that everything was a joke?

He rubbed her head and said, "Even that's a joke, don't say that." He stood up and left her. "I will go to the toilet."

She looked at his back and touched her head. She was 26 and married, so naturally, it was impossible to be defeated by a freshman in high school, but she was utterly defeated and dominated. She looked at his back and subconsciously raised her buttocks, but she dropped them again after realizing she had a husband.

What she did was something abhorrent, so she sipped her beer silently, wondering what kind of lucky girl would marry him.

'Well, she's going to be lucky.'

She rubbed her head where his hand was before and blushed shyly.

On the other hand, he was on the toilet and thought his cousin was dangerous. Her body was so soft, and she had a jasmine-like fragrance. It was simply impossible for her husband to cheat. Instead, if he was her husband, he would spend most of his days at home, making love all the time.

Lastly, unlike his aunt, being with a cousin wasn't a problem.

The only problem was she was married.

Honestly, if the married woman was eager, he shouldn't hesitate to jump into them. After all, they were the ones who tempted him, and he was just a victim. Being seduced by such a beautiful woman, he wouldn't be a man if he didn't show such a reaction.

However, he hoped that they shouldn't do something like this so easily.

Marriage.

If one didn't love the other, they should wait until they divorced instead of doing it when they were married.

This wasn't a matter of love.

Instead, it was a matter of responsibility.

If one cheated on their partner, being hurt was the least hurtful thing for the one being cheated since there was no love between them anymore.

What was even hurtful was the fact they would have infamy and laughter behind their backs when everyone knew that they were cheated.

Especially the guys.

The women were alright since even if they were cheated, society didn't blame them that much.

However, the fate of the guys was crueler. Not only were they hurt, but many people also laughed at them.

This was also why he didn't do anything to Yuigahama Hana even though she tempted him. Her husband definitely hurt her, and Shishio didn't mind inflicting the damage on her husband. Unfortunately, the one who would be affected by this damaging reputation wasn't only her husband but also Yui.

How would Yui smile when the neighbors and many others would point out to her that her mother ran with a younger man?

If Yui could smile after that, he might think there was something wrong with her.

The married woman was off-limits, but they were trying to anger the beast like him. Then, there was no need to be careful since that was what they wanted.

As for what would happen between the wife and the husband, it had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, he walked out from the toilet, feeling his bladder comfortable since he had been drinking plum syrup. The plum syrup made by his grandmother tasted nice. It tasted sour and sweet. When adding ice, it felt comfortable in his throat, and when he added a soda, it felt frizzy, which was kind of addicting.

He thought of bringing the plum syrup home later, but suddenly someone called him.

"Shishio, come here."

He turned and saw that it was his grandfather. He didn't have any strange ideas in his mind and thought his grandfather would give him pocket money. "Grandfather."

"You really had fun at the Kengan Match, huh?"

"....."

"Oh, right, you also played on Tokugawa-chan's Underground Arena."

"...."

"It's boring."

Anyway, it was already known, so there was no point in hiding it anymore.

"Boring, huh? Well, you have won all the time, after all." His grandfather nodded calmly, but if one looked closely, one could see his eyes twitch slightly. However, he shook his head and asked, "By the way, are you interested in the Kengan Association?"

"Not really." He shook his head. "I didn't even know that place existed before."

His grandfather nodded since no one told Shishio about that kind of place. Honestly, it was unnecessary, and their family also didn't have much interest in watching such a fight.

Wasn't it better to stay at the house and play with your women?

However, he didn't expect his grandson to be so powerful.

As for Togo, he knew Togo well, and he knew that she knew about her ambition. He thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think of Togo?"

"Togo?"

He wondered why his grandfather would mention Togo Tomari, but he thought about his opinion about that arms dealer. "She is a gentle and good woman."

"That's good." His grandfather somehow nodded and was satisfied with his answer. "Well, you're still young, so you're free to do whatever you want, but you need to be careful with the power struggle of the Kengan Association."

Katahara had lost to Togo, and naturally, it was impossible for the Kengan Association to be quiet.

Many things have happened, and this association has become even more chaotic.

However, it had nothing to do with them.

They were like this anyway. Even if they bet on the wrong person, they could easily change the person they followed. As for others, it was impossible since they didn't have the power of their family.

"Oh, by the way, are you planning to make another book?"

"Book? Not yet, but I plan to make a manga with Mashiro."

"Mashiro? Oh, that's your mother's nephew." His grandfather nodded. "She is your woman too?"

'Too?'

He wondered why this grandfather would use it too, but he nodded since he didn't hide anything.

"That's good. You were like me when I was young."

He nodded, then said, "Just don't make them pregnant. Be careful."

"........"

What could he say?

"Anyway, you don't plan to stay too long, right?"

"...is that okay?"

"Why not? I have seen you, and it is enough."

He was already thinking of going back since if he continued to stay, he was afraid that something unforgivable might happen. He was ready to go back and told his parents and his family. They were reluctant, especially his parents, but they knew he had decided to go home tonight.

However, they didn't stop him and told him to be careful since they also wouldn't stay too long. The last one would probably go back tomorrow, but some would go home at night.

His grandmother was adamant and even cried, trying to keep him from staying.

Naturally, it was even more impossible to stay when he saw his grandmother's exaggerated cry.

Still, his parents decided to stay for a while, and he returned home by walking since he wanted to enjoy the scenery, and there was one place he wanted to visit. He walked relaxedly, watching this quiet old capital. It was breathtaking and endearing.

The quietness was poles apart from the rowdiness of his grandfather's house.

This feeling was nice, and it might be the last barrier that he had crossed in this life. He had fully accepted his identity and decided to live here, creating his new life.

Suddenly, he thought about his gloomy thoughts in the past and couldn't help but sigh.

Many people helped him, and he felt many emotions in his heart.

It was unforgettable, and he knew that there was no hesitation in his heart any longer.

By then, he had stopped at the flower shop. "Excuse me, can I get a bouquet of lilies?"

"Ah, yes!"

The flower shop staff or owner seemed surprised and quickly nodded. The flower shop in this country was a good business since many times people needed a flower such as Obon, the celebration start of business, and date.

He observed the woman in front of him was quite beautiful, but currently, his heart didn't have such a place for such a thing. When his flowers were ready, he paid the money and left.

The flower shop staff waved her hand and told him to come anytime.

He only nodded politely without saying when he was going to come again in the future.

Holding a bouquet of lilies, he walked toward the bridge.

This was the bridge of the beginning.

The bridge where he realized he had become Shishio Oga.