After Crushing the Final Boss, I Got Infinite Mana and Returned to Earth ～With Cheat-Level Power, I’ll Rule Both the Game World and the Real World～ - Chapter 14: When I Tried Delivering My Sister’s Lunch, Everyone Got Super Suspicious

Chapter 14: When I Tried Delivering My Sister’s Lunch, Everyone Got Super Suspicious

A few days after Aoi and Saori’s magic training session in America—

Life had slipped back into its usual rhythm. I studied alongside Lune at the magic academy, went home to relax and chat with my family, and cleared out the mountain of quests stacked up at the Adventurers’ Guild.

Then, just before noon one day—

I was sitting with Diabel on my lap, streaming a magical girl anime, when Saori suddenly cried out in alarm.

“Oh my, this is terrible!!”

“What happened?”

Thinking maybe a cockroach had shown up, I rushed to the living room. Instead, I found Saori frantically waving something around in her hands.

That “something” turned out to be the lunchbox she had packed for Aoi earlier that morning.

“This is awful, Minato-kun!! Aoi left her lunch on the table and went to school without it!!”

“Ahh, a textbook Aoi move.”

“What should we do… It’s almost lunchtime, but Mama has a meeting with the editor from that cosplay gravure magazine right after this…”

See, my mom’s hobby was cosplay. She regularly posted slightly risqué selfies on Twitter, and—much to my complicated feelings as her son—she’d recently been scouted by an actual magazine.

Cancelling or rescheduling her meeting with the editor at the last minute would be a really bad move.

“Then I’ll deliver it, Mom.”

“Eh!? R-Really!?”

“Leave it to me. I wasn’t doing anything important anyway, and I could use some fresh air.”

“Thank you!! A dependable son really is the best!!”

With that, Saori launched herself at me in a tight hug.

Her… very generous chest pressed against me, practically smothering me.

Yep. Murder boobs.

I flailed desperately, somehow managing to wriggle free—only for her to immediately plant a kiss on my cheek.

If she weren’t my mom, this definitely would’ve crossed into “dangerously misleading” territory.

Saori had always been like this in my previous life too, but thinking about it again after reincarnating… yeah, this level of skinship was honestly a bit much.

I really needed to tell her to tone it down before I ever ended up getting the wrong kind of ideas.

“Mom, let me just say this clearly.”

“Oh my, so serious all of a sudden. What is it?”

“I may have Minato Suzuki’s memories, and I do recognize myself as your son. But physically, I’m a completely different person. So… I’d really appreciate it if you toned down the skinship.”

“Ehh? Why would you—ah!! N-No!! That’s not allowed!! Even if Mama is young, busty, a perfect 10/10 beauty with a figure that makes every man online weep with gratitude—looking at your own mother in a lewd way is strictly the domain of ero-manga and eroge!!”

“If you’re self-aware enough to say all that, then you’re self-aware enough to stop smothering me.”

“…But isn’t this kind of closeness normal for family? My mom doted on me the exact same way when I was little…”

Ahh, so that’s the root of it.

Turns out Saori’s over-the-top affection was inherited straight from Grandma.

People really do pick up both the good and the bad habits from their parents.

“I’ll be heading to Aoi’s school for a bit. What about you, Diabel?”

“If I walk around in broad daylight, people will make a fuss about discovering a new species of giant lizard. I’ll just quietly stay home and play games. —Wait, what!? Who’s the giant lizard here!? Ah, damn it, I died!! They weren’t kidding when they called this a death game!!”

Leaving Diabel at home still grumbling and arguing with himself, I headed out.

Aoi’s middle school was only about a fifteen-minute walk from our house.

Not exactly far, but the streets were a little twisty, so if you weren’t careful, you could end up wandering in circles.

Relying on my memories, I eventually reached her school. Out in the yard, the students were in the middle of P.E. class.

As I stood watching from a distance, one of the teachers strode toward me with sharp, suspicious eyes.

“Do you have some business at our school?”

She wore a bright red tracksuit and carried a bamboo sword—the very picture of a classic gym teacher.

Her sleek black ponytail matched perfectly with her stern gaze, giving her the aura of a strict beauty.

And from the way she glared at me, she clearly had me pegged as suspicious. The way she gripped that bamboo sword, she looked more than ready to swing at the first sign of trouble.

…Hmm.

Well, as someone entrusting my little sister to this school, I had to admit—it was kind of reassuring to see a teacher like this on guard.

“Pardon me. Suzuki Aoi forgot her lunch, so I came to deliver it.”

“…Suzuki’s? And you are?”

“I’m a friend of her brother.”

The moment I introduced myself that way, the teacher’s eyes narrowed even further, her expression turning even more severe.

“…I’ll need to confirm with her first. Please wait a moment—”

“Huh? Onii—no, I mean! Georg-san, my brother’s friend!? What are you doing here!?”

Just then, Aoi came running over—wearing a PE uniform that looked suspiciously short.

At that, the gym teacher finally realized I really did know her. She lowered her guard and, in a slightly awkward move, hid the bamboo sword behind her back.

“What do you mean, what am I doing here? You forgot your lunch, Aoi.”

“Huh!? Ah, you’re right!! I totally forgot!! Thanks a bunch—Onii—no, I mean, Georg-san, my brother’s friend!!”

“No problem. I’m just glad I made it in time for lunch. Keep up the good work in class.”

While we were chatting, Aoi’s classmates began whispering among themselves, sneaking glances in my direction.

“W-Who’s that guy!? Why’s he acting all close with Suzuki-san!?”

“Damn it, he’s actually handsome enough to pull it off too! That makes it even worse!!”

“Wait, look closely—doesn’t he kinda look like Georg-sama from Final Stories?”

“Who the heck is that supposed to be? Some game character?”

“Omg, he’s so cool!! Could he be Aoi-chan’s boyfriend!?”

In my past life, I’d been a shut-in with zero confidence in my appearance.

But now? Honestly, I was pretty good-looking.

Having the guys glare at me in jealousy while the girls squealed in excitement… yeah, not a bad feeling at all.

…That was when Aoi puffed up her cheeks and suddenly pinched my side.

It actually hurt.

“What’s with that little smug look?”

“…Nothing at all.”

“Geez. …But really, thanks for the lunch.”

With that, Aoi turned and hurried back to join her classmates.

As I watched her retreating figure, the beautiful gym teacher spoke up.

“Could it be that Suzuki got her energy back thanks to you, Georg-san?”

“What makes you say that?”

“Ever since her brother passed away, she’d been so withdrawn. As her homeroom teacher, it was frustrating—I wanted to help, but when it comes to family loss, there’s only so much I can do.”

“Ahh, so you’re her homeroom teacher.”

…Her cautiousness toward strangers, the way she kept close to her students—Aoi really was blessed with a good teacher.

With someone like her watching over Aoi, I could leave my little sister in safe hands.

After a brief farewell, I left the middle school and started making my way home.

“…Hm?”

That’s when it happened.

As I stepped out from a narrow alley onto a wider street, a strange sensation hit me.

It was noon, yet the road felt unnaturally empty.

Not just “a little less crowded”—it was completely devoid of people.

And then—several black cars rolled in, blocking the road ahead and behind.

Men in black suits and dark sunglasses poured out one after another, quickly surrounding me.

I looked at the wall of black suits and asked:

“…And you are?”

“――――”

“Uh… English? Sorry, I only speak Japanese.”

“…My apologies. Allow me to reintroduce myself. We are a special agency under the United States Department of Defense. We’d like you to come with us.”

A blonde-haired woman, clearly the leader of the black suits, stepped forward and spoke fluent Japanese.

“Uh, no thanks.”

“…What?”

“I said no thanks.”

She clearly hadn’t expected a flat rejection. Her blank, caught-off-guard expression was honestly kind of cute.

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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

P.E. Teacher (Real Name: Ryoko Fujiwara)

Age: 28. Aoi’s homeroom teacher. Looks amazing under that tracksuit, but her strong-willed personality has scared off potential partners. She’s starting to wonder if marriage just isn’t in the cards.

Actually an old friend of Saori’s from middle school, though she hasn’t realized that Aoi is Saori’s daughter.

If you thought, “Hey, the P.E. teacher’s actually a good person,” drop those ★s!

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