Obon is a tradition to honor ancestors.
However, he didn't know much about his ancestors.
On the other hand, he knew about the previous Shishio Oga.
Every memory of the previous Shishio Oga was implanted in his mind, glued, and couldn't be erased. He remembered everything about him like there was a film in his head. The memory of the previous Shishio played on his mind whenever he slept, and it was only after a month, when he moved to Tokyo for the first time, that that memory became part of himself.
He had tried to avoid this place after he had woken up since it was full of unpleasant memories.
After all, who would feel happy when they realize they had died?
However, he was quite scared when he thought he had become someone else and also became someone else's son.
Yet life was like this.
It was messed up.
The only thing he could do was avert his mind by thinking about how to make himself better.
This country wasn't a good place to live.
The path to entrepreneurship was hard and almost closed in this country.
If one wanted to get rich faster, one had to enter the creative industry or the athlete.
As for the entertainment industry, if one didn't have a connection, one would be either a model, small actor or actress.
Honestly, it was a tough business, and the money from the entertainment industry wasn't that great.
Mai might appear to shine brightly in the movie theatre or television screen, but the money she got from a movie wasn't much. The real money she got was from an endorsement from various companies that wanted her to promote their goods.
The best way was either to become a writer or an athlete since they could become a politician when they were older.
Before, he was also thinking of entering a company.
Either bank or life insurance, mostly on finance, since he knew where the money moved.
However, he had a system now, and his life was mostly okay.
His future was mostly okay, except if he faced trouble that couldn't be handled by money or bodyguards such as Yuujiro Hanma.
Still, leaving this matter aside, since such a problem didn't appear currently, he had come to Kyoto and felt he should do this. He stood at the bridge where the previous Shishio Oga saved a little girl from the car and died from the shock of almost being hit by the car.
It was a strange way to pass away.
However, reality was sometimes more ridiculous than fiction.
The reluctant feeling when he became Shishio Oga disappeared, and he accepted his new identity.
He put a bouquet of lilies on the bridge's side, representing rebirth.
He hoped that the previous Shishio Oga would be transmigrated or reincarnated to another world and had a harem, overpowered system, or ability.
Anyway, he hoped that Shishio Oga had an easy life where he could be surrounded by many beautiful girls from, princesses, queens, elves, cat girls, goddesses, and many others.
'Maybe the reason why he has a lot of myth-related books is part of his kinks?'
He wasn't sure since he had never talked to Shishio Oga, and even if he had a lot of memory of the previous Shishio Oga, he didn't fully have them.
There was a certain memory that he didn't have, such as a fetish, type, or perverted thought from Shishio Oga.
As for the possibility that such a thought had never existed, he felt that it was impossible since, as long as they were men, they should have imagined the opposite genders.
If the previous Shishio Oga knew what he was thinking, he might curse him.
He chuckled slightly and didn't say much, only leaning on the bridge, looking at the surrounding area absentmindedly. It wasn't a moment later that his phone vibrated, and he took his phone. He was surprised and accepted the call.
"Mashiro? What's wrong?"
"Shishio, when are you going home?" Shiina asked innocently.
'Home...'
He couldn't help but smile when he thought about this one word.
Probably, it might be possible to return to his original world if he created a machine where he could go from one world to another.
Yet he knew that "him" in that world had died.
He was living in this world now, and his home was in this world now.
He was no longer alone like before and had made many precious connections in this world.
"I will go home tomorrow morning. Is there something that you want? I will buy them before I go home."
"Is there a Baumkuchen?"
Shiina was curious about the difference between Baumkuchen in Tokyo and Kyoto. She wanted to know which was better and she wanted to try it!
"Ah, Mashiro! It's not fair! I want to talk with him too!"
"Shishio, when are you going back?"
"I am going to pick you up!"
Then, one by one, many of them huddled together, talking to him like there was no end.
While he was speechless, he patiently talked with them. He asked them what they were doing, and they asked what he was doing. He wasn't sure how, but he wanted to talk with them when he was alone in this place.
From how he talked, it might seem easy for him to accept everything.
However, it was harder than he had thought.
The obsession in his heart was impossible to erase, and if possible, he really wanted to try to go to another world.
Yet, for now, he knew it was simply impossible.
Instead of going to another world, he felt making medicine to make himself immortal was easier. If he was given time, it might be possible, but definitely not now, and this couldn't become the only reason for him to live since he was no longer alone in this world.
He had someone by his side and a place he called home in this world.
They talked for quite a long time since there were many things they wanted to say. They might only part for a day, but they felt it was longer than they had thought.
However, if he talked with them too long, he felt his desire to meet them would decrease, so he thought to end their conversation soon. Yet it seemed he was thinking too much since he knew that even if he had talked with them for so long, there was a vast difference between talking on the phone and talking eye to eye.
I want to meet them! I want to meet them! I want to meet them!
Those words kept reverberating in his heart.
It was impossible to stop, so he decided to return, taking Roberta with him to buy various souvenirs before returning to Tokyo.
The only unfortunate thing was that Kayo followed them since she knew the best place to buy souvenirs.
Yet the interruption of Kayo made him sigh since he couldn't stay with Roberta happily.
"Shishio-sama, let's go to that shop. The sweets in that shop taste nice."
Kayo pointed at the street where the sweet shop was located by leaning near him, subconsciously or deliberately pushing her plump body against his arm. Her fragrance also invaded his nostrils, which made him react slightly.
Shishio glanced at Kayo, who wore a tight violet-colored kimono, which formed her body perfectly. She might not be young anymore, but her body and appearance definitely didn't lose to most women in this country.
"Is there something wrong?" Kayo asked innocently.
"No, it's okay. Let's stop there."
He borrowed his father's car and went out with Roberta and Kayo.
While Kayo sat in the front seat since that way she could guide him better, Roberta could tell that Kayo's intention was more than that.
In those few hours, the three of them visited various shops to buy various things.
Green tea, mochi, matcha baumkuchen, sweets, senbei (rice cracker), yatsuhashi, red bean jelly, and many others.
He only bought food and didn't buy any other souvenirs since it wouldn't be his last time visiting Kyoto. His home was here, and he might continue his study at Kyoto University.
Tokyo University was good, but Kyoto was definitely better if he wanted to become a prime minister since his turf was in this place.
When they returned, his parents had also returned.
They talked for a while, having dinner together before they sent him to the station since it was his time to go back with Roberta.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay a day or two?" Shioriko was reluctant. She had only seen her son a few times after he went to Tokyo, and now he returned in a hurry.
"Haha... we will meet again later, right?" Shishio was helpless. However, they would meet each other again since they were going to visit Tokyo.
"Oh, that's right!" Shioriko nodded, but her expression was quite subtle.
"???" He felt weird by the change in his mother's expression.
"Anyway, we'll prepare your clothes later, and don't forget to pick us up there." His father said.
"I know. I will come with Roberta later. Just call me when you come." Shishio nodded and decided to ignore this matter.
"Okay, be careful." His father didn't say much and told him to be careful.
Shioriko wanted to kiss his son, but Shishio didn't want to be kissed.
"See you, Shishio-sama," Kayo said with a gentle smile.
"...yes, see you." Shishio nodded at Kayo and wasn't sure how to react to this gentle smile.
After saying goodbye, Shishio and Roberta entered a normal train and left Kyoto for Tokyo. Unlike before, this return trip felt quite strange for him, and there was this reluctant feeling since he realized that Kyoto was a good city.
Shishio suddenly thought about Yukinoshita and recalled that her hometown was Chiba. While he had been in Chiba, he only visited Togo's villa and hadn't gone anywhere.
'I wonder how Chiba is...'
With that thought, he spent his time with Roberta for a while, enjoying their time together.
This time he didn't ride the shinkansen (bullet train). Instead, he went on the normal train, where he would spend eight to more hours on the train. He bought the most luxurious one, with a bed and a bathroom inside.
Only the two of them were inside this room, and they messed this place up at once.
The feeling of doing it on public transportation was different, and Roberta tried to hold her sweet voice since she was afraid to be heard. Unfortunately, those sweet voices kept escaping from her pretty lips.
He had tried it on a train and a ship, and somehow he wanted to try it on an airplane in the future.
Their trip was unforgettable. They lay on their bed, staring out the window where they could see the starry night.
He felt the expensive fare was worth it somehow.
Roberta also smiled and snuggled in his arms, without her glasses and braids, letting herself go wild for once, forgetting her duty as a maid and serving him as his woman.
Still, while they wanted to stay on this train for a while, they soon arrived in Tokyo.
Unlike their previously disheveled appearance, their appearance was sharp and neat. As they walked out from the train, naturally, they became the center of attention, especially him, since they were all wondering who this young master was.
Or did he have a hobby of cosplaying his women?
Many thought about a lot of things, but neither Shishio nor Roberta cared about their opinion.
Then, soon, they saw a group of beautiful women drinking and eating something.
As if a certain force made them turn their attention in his direction, they stared at each other for a while before they jumped out.
"Welcome back!"
"I am back."
Shishio smiled, but he hoped they would watch the time and occasion to hug him since now he could see many people staring at him as if he were a scumbag. Fortunately, social media wasn't a thing in 2005, so he knew no one would make a video and upload it to the internet. Even if someone did that, one should prepare for the consequences of doing so.
Anyway, he was glad that he had gone home.