The Road to becoming a Harem Protagonist

Let me summarize the story.

First, there is the premise that the company run by my parents is in a difficult situation.

 

Next, in order to break out of this situation, my aunt, who was entrusted by my mother to negotiate with the Kurumizawa Zaibatsu, made an offer to invest in the company, but the negotiations almost broke down due to the lack of benefits for the other party.

 

However, when my aunt mentioned the name of the daughter Kurumizawa family, the other party’s intention changed.
It seems that the owner of the conglomerate has a soft spot for his daughter.
He left the conclusion of the business meeting to his daughter, Kururi Kurumizawa.

She took advantage of the business meeting to get close to me.
She instructed my father to take over the business meeting, and in return, she asked me to “tutor” her.

 

My mother agreed to this negotiation with a quick affirmative answer.

I was used for business without any regard to my will.

 

“Now, Kotaro? I don’t want to hear what you’re going to do… and so on.
You can’t say no anyway.”

 

After explaining the situation to me, my aunt slowly stood up.

 

“I don’t understand how you can love someone like that as your mother.
But I will use those feelings to my advantage.”

 

Without looking at me, she left the conference room.

I wish I could reject her clearly here …, but I can’t do it.

 

The presence of my mother is driving a wedge in my will.

The chains that bound me in the past have restrained me and prevented me from moving.

 

Perhaps my aunt felt sorry for me.

In a way, it could be taken as a sign that she couldn’t bear to look at me.

 

Because my aunt… was originally in the same situation as I was.

Maybe she doesn’t understand my feelings, but I wonder if she feels sorry for me.

 

“It’s a real struggle when a person to whom you owe so much is more selfish than you are… You and then me, we’ll just have to resign ourselves to the misfortune.”

 

My aunt is my mother’s younger sister.

And she is someone who was once saved by my mother and owes her a great debt of gratitude, just as I do.

 

Once, she lost her family.

It was ten years ago.
In her time of despair and pain, it was my mother who helped her get back on her feet.

 

She was ruthless, for better or worse.

No matter the death of her sister’s family, that person does not like senseless actions.

 

My mother forced my aunt, who was forever depressed and blocked up, to stand up.

 

So she blasted her own sister and forced her to work.
She put her in an important position at the company she had started and created a situation where the company would have gone out of business without her efforts.

 

Thanks to this, she was so busy that she didn’t have time to think about anything else.
But she also told me that this period of time helped her to look forward again.

 

I think it was when I was in middle school.
I don’t remember how it all started, but she told me anyway.

It was an unusually humane story, and I still remember it vividly.

 

And because of that story, … I can’t hate my mother, and I can’t hate my aunt.

 

I’m not sure if that’s also connected as a “chain of the past”.

 

“Oh, yes,… I just remembered one more thing your mother instructed me to do.”

 

It was just before my aunt left.

Suddenly, she turned around and held out her hand to me.

 

What was it?

 

“She wants me to take your phone away from you.
Apparently, she wants me to keep it until Kurumizawa-san’s tutoring is finished.”

 

…This is an important thread that connects me and Shiho.

Even that, it seems, my mother is trying to cut off.

 

No, not my mother… The mastermind is a much different concept.

 

(The god of romantic comedies really doesn’t like the relationship between me and Shiho…)

 

I’ve turned into the main character, and therefore, I’ve been noticed.

The god of romantic comedies is working in the dark behind the scenes to prevent … a peaceful romantic comedy between me and Shiho.

 

I imagine the story that lies ahead and it sends chills down my spine.

Maybe the god of romantic comedies is depicting something like this.

 

(Are you going to make me the protagonist of a harem…?)

 

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

I was so uncomfortable that I was going to be the one I loathed the most…