Mash-Up Anime World: Adopted by the Sawamura Family

"No room for negotiation at all?"

"Go to hell!"

"Kalaro will definitely agree."

"It's useless if she's the only one."

"Senior!!!"

"Junior, do I look like someone who's easy to persuade?"

Busujima Saeko narrowed her purple eyes and asked in an icy tone.

"Chisato?"

"Chisato, if you dare agree to his outrageous request, I will sever ties with you right now."

"I, Inoue Takina, swear to heaven."

Inoue Takina decisively intervened. If she didn't stop her, there was a chance Chisato would get caught up in Akira's antics.

Kinumoto Chisato stuck out her tongue and immediately raised her hand in surrender to Takina.

"Sorry, Akira, I have no choice but to refuse."

"Arisu, I'm going to guilt-trip you with morality."

"There's an old saying in China: 'A girl repays a life-saving grace with marriage.'"

"Please grant me this one and only request of my life."

Shameless!

He even dared to openly admit to using moral coercion!

"Alright! As long as you let me be the primary wife, I'll agree right now."

Sakayanagi Arisu crossed her arms and playfully set a condition that Akira would never accept.

Akira: ...

You're really making this difficult for me, Arisu.

"Masha, Saint Maria Kujou!"

"This is my life's only request! Please agree!"

Akira turned to Maria Kujou, which made Alisa Kujou, standing next to Seika Kujou, twitch her lips uncontrollably before sarcastically saying:

"Mother, Sayuri, Sakurako, look at your dear grandson, son, and little brother."

"Ahaha! Asuka, Akira has always had moments of being incredibly chuunibyou."

"Just get used to it."

Kujou Sayuri scratched her head and laughed dryly.

She was feeling quite guilty right now!

"Asuka, let the children handle their own problems."

"All we elders need to do is wait to hold our grandchildren."

"With Akira's excellent genes, don't you want some outstanding grandchildren?"

Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou instantly fell silent—she was convinced.

For the Kujou family, children were of utmost importance.

"Akira, you're going too far!"

"Masha isn't even your childhood friend, is she?"

Everyone knew that Maria Kujou and Alisa shared the Kujou surname, as they were Seika Kujou's granddaughters.

They had only returned from Russia to Japan for middle school.

On paper, Maria Kujou and Alisa were Akira's older sisters.

"Who says? I always felt a sense of familiarity with Masha."

"Maybe we knew each other a long time ago."

Maria Kujou's eyes widened in disbelief, tears welling up as she asked excitedly:

"Akira, you remember?"

"Sister, you!"

Alisa was dumbfounded. Had her sister known Akira since childhood?

Why did she have no idea?

Her sister had hidden it too well.

At that moment, Maria Kujou had a flash of insight and switched to speaking in Russian.

Akira followed suit and responded with a string of fluent Russian before suddenly slapping his forehead:

"I remember now! Back when I lived with the Suou family as a child, Masha was my only childhood playmate."

"Masha was the one who first taught me Russian."

"But if I recall correctly, you had light blonde hair and blue eyes when you were little, right?"

"I changed as I grew up, turning into my current brown hair and brown eyes."

Maria Kujou tugged at a strand of her wavy brown hair and then nervously asked:

"Akira, was the younger me or the current me prettier?"

"Of course, you look even better now."

"If you still had blonde hair and blue eyes, wouldn't you look exactly like Allie?"

Alisa twitched at the corner of her mouth—she had silver hair, and her sister had blonde hair as a child.

How were they the same?

And this unfair treatment—he called her by her first name but added 'onee-san' for her sister?

Alisa was losing it internally.

"Masha, as my very first childhood friend, will you join my harem?"

Akira emphasized the words "first childhood friend," trying to win over Maria Kujou, who was as gentle as a saint.

As the saying goes, the hardest part is the first step.

With persistence, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle.

"Masha, as your childhood friend and little brother, can't you make an exception?"

Akira blinked rapidly, selling his cuteness.

Maria Kujou, overwhelmed by Akira recalling their childhood memories, found it difficult to refuse his request.

As the other childhood friends looked increasingly displeased, she was about to agree when—

"Alright, I, I agre—"

"Wait a second, Masha! Something about this feels suspicious."

Just as Akira's eyes lit up in anticipation, Alisa stepped in to disrupt things, nearly making him explode in frustration.

"Allie, are you jealous?"

"Jealous, my foot!"

"Back in middle school, I sat next to Akira for a while."

"I used to whisper bad things about him in Russian, and he never reacted."

"So why is it that now, the moment you speak Russian, he suddenly recalls childhood memories?"

"Allie has a point—Akira, something doesn't add up."

Fujiwara Chika stroked her chin thoughtfully.

"Detective Chika is on the case! Let me deduce this."

"Akira, you supposedly lost all your childhood memories."

"Why would you suddenly recall Masha but not have memories of Yuki and Yumi?"

"Big brother, Mother and I lived with you for years."

"Why haven't you remembered us?"

"Yuki and Mom are so sad!"

"This just proves how deep Masha's impression was on me."

"Only her Russian could trigger my buried memories."

"As for why I haven't remembered you two—I have no idea!"

Cold sweat dripped down Akira's back as he forced an explanation.

Crap! Did he overplay his acting?

Did he regain his memories too quickly?

"I think it's more likely that Akira didn't just suddenly recall Masha."

"He probably remembered her a long time ago."

"Since they met again in middle school and spent time together, those memories must have resurfaced."

"Originally, he planned to surprise Masha with the reveal."

"But he had a spur-of-the-moment idea and used it for this instead."

Yakushiji Ryouko and Kujou Sakurako exchanged glances, instantly piecing together most of the truth.

Akira: ...

Big sisters, I have no grudges with you—why are you ruining my plan?

Trying to start a harem is our grudge.

Did he really think they had no pride?

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