Mash-Up Anime World: Adopted by the Sawamura Family

"Akira, start talking!"

"What exactly is going on here?"

"Confess, and you'll be treated leniently. Resist, and you'll face severe consequences."

Sayuri Sawamura did her best to put on a stern expression, her tone serious as she commanded him.

"Mom's right."

"Akira Sawamura, you've gone too far."

"How could you do something so shameless right at the entrance?"

"Unforgivable!"

The scene she had just witnessed combined with the countless scenarios from her doujinshi collection sparked an intense chemical reaction in Eriri's mind.

Her imagination filled in the gaps, creating even more scandalous narratives.

Akira tried probing cautiously, "So, should I do it in my room next time?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Eriri, you're imagining things again."

Seeing her trembling voice mixed with a hint of excitement, Akira was speechless.

"I-I-I was not!"

"Akira, stop trying to change the subject and just confess already."

"Snow was my childhood friend when I was wandering the streets of London."

"She's come to find me now, saying she wants to be my maid for life."

"How could I refuse her feelings?"

"That would just make me an idiot."

Eriri instinctively nodded. As a doujin artist, she deeply understood the desires of both otaku men and women.

Any normal man wouldn't possibly refuse an absolute beauty of a maid who voluntarily offered herself.

And if the genders were reversed, any normal woman wouldn't reject a handsome butler who dedicated himself to her.

"Wait a minute, Akira."

"Something doesn't add up."

"Didn't you lose your memories?"

"When I found you, you were burning up with fever."

"Even after you recovered, your memories were gone."

"Did your childhood memories suddenly return?"

Sayuri suddenly stood up, a mix of excitement and worry flashing in her eyes.

"No, Snow told me about it."

"She told you, and you just believed her?"

Sayuri looked exasperated.

She didn't recall raising Akira to be so trusting.

When did her son become so gullible that he'd take a stranger's word at face value?

"Mom, why would Snow have any reason to lie?"

Not to mention, I have my own "cheat" ability to verify the truth.

"I'm just an ordinary high school student—what about me is worth Snow obsessing over?"

"As for the Sawamura family, that's even more impossible."

"I don't think we have enough influence for a major organization to send someone like Snow as a spy."

"Snow isn't as simple as she looks."

"That actually makes sense."

Eriri instinctively nodded in agreement.

"Akira, you really have no filter when you talk, huh?"

"If your grandmother hears this, she'll be furious."

"So tell me, why wouldn't I believe Snow?"

"Since she willingly became my maid, it's only fair that I trust her unconditionally."

"Master!"

Snow's head snapped up, her beautiful eyes brimming with emotion, nearly overflowing with tenderness.

"Wahhh! Akira, you shameless flirt!"

Seeing such an overt display of affection, Sayuri pouted in jealousy.

It had only been a short time, and the son who had once belonged only to her was now being stolen away by another woman.

And soon, more women would come and take even more of him.

"Why is my son such a heartbreaker?!"

"Mom, as a perfectly healthy teenage boy with normal preferences, isn't it natural that I couldn't turn Snow away?"

"You and Eriri, as experienced otaku, should understand me."

Snow twitched at that statement—had she just stumbled upon a family secret?

"Understanding doesn't mean we have to accept it."

"Exactly."

Eriri stood firmly on her mother's side, determined not to let Akira off the hook so easily.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Snow just arrived in Japan—she doesn't even have a place to stay."

"I can't just throw her out onto the streets."

"Maybe I should check if there's a property for sale nearby."

Akira let out a long sigh and pretended to get up.

"Damn it, Akira!"

"You scheming brat!"

"Just for a mere maid, you'd go to such lengths to manipulate us?!"

"Fine, I give in!"

Sayuri pouted and, despite her earlier resistance, agreed to let Snow stay.

"Madam, thank you!"

"I will work as hard as I can."

"Oh? So your hard work means serving in bed?"

Sayuri deadpanned.

Snow's entire spirit seemed to deflate instantly.

So awkward!

Why did she have to say that in front of the master's mother?!

It was too much of a coincidence!

"Mom, why are you—"

"Do you want Akira sneaking off every so often to spend time alone with Snow behind our backs?"

"If anything happens, it must be under my supervision."

"Madam, I would never do such a thing!"

Snow immediately protested, her face burning with embarrassment.

"I doubt you'd be able to resist Akira's charm."

"Besides, you're his maid."

That statement completely silenced Snow.

She knew she could never refuse her master.

"Mom, it's getting late."

"I need to take Snow upstairs so she can freshen up."

"Otherwise, we'll be late for Grandma's banquet."

"Snow, do you have a change of clothes?"

"Yes, Master. My suitcase is full of maid outfits."

"Also… the kind store owner who sold me the uniform… gave me some extra stockings as a gift."

Snow murmured in a barely audible voice.

Akira figured he should go up with her to check which kind of stockings she had.

If that store owner had given her something… questionable… an innocent Snow might wear them without realizing it.

As Akira led Snow upstairs, Eriri collapsed onto the couch like a lifeless fish.

"Mom, I'm so exhausted."

She felt like she had become the protagonist of her own doujinshi.

Forced to watch helplessly as the one she loved got stolen away, powerless to stop it.

As Akira's sister, she had no right to interfere with his choices.

But what disturbed her the most was that, deep inside, a part of her felt… excited.

What kind of twisted thinking was that?!

Had she inherited her mother's perversion as well?!

Eriri let out a deep sigh.

She had completely given up trying to fight it.

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