Akita Homura.
Male. Both parents alive. Mentally sound.
An ordinary family background. Their house is just a little big, and it's just got a few more priceless, nationally treasured antiques inside.
Even if all those antiques happen to be sentient swords.
And every so often, people from the underworld and four-legged divine beasts from heaven drop by.
He's still just a kid from an ordinary family.
...Except his weight isn't all that ordinary.
After enduring countless intrusions, from people pinching his cheeks to squeezing the soft flesh on his belly, Akita Homura finally resolved to lose weight.
Shokudaikiri: My lord, today's after-dinner dessert is caramel pudding...
Akita: Keep it away from me. I'm a man who's going to lose weight!
Aomine: Ah Yan, let's go eat lunch on the rooftop together.
Akita: No, I'm dieting.
Aomine: Then what's that in your mouth...?
Akita: Air.
After sticking to his diet for a week, Akita finally gave up, starving enough to start fighting horses for their feed.
Losing weight: from beginner to giving up.
Watching his classmate abandon all hope, Kusuo tries to encourage him (?) by pointing to Yumihara's successful weight loss.
Akita: Huh? Even with those two alien devices on your head, you can't be that delusional. Don't worry, it's not happening. If I ever lose weight, I'll take your surname.
The great Kusuo smiles and says nothing.
Akita Homura, having actually lost weight: W-wait, I was joking! Dad, don't take me seriously!
Kusuo: Don't you already have a dad? Come here and change your surname on the form.
Warning:
1. Firmly 1v1. Couple: Kusuo.
2. This is a retired Honmaru in the present day, with everyone at Lv. 99 and totally OP.
3. The beloved chubby chick, with a familial bond with the swords. They raise him as their chubby little son.
4. There may be fanon and bugs. Just deal with them yourself.
I'll start this after I finish the story next door about the fire god as a Saniwa. If you love me, add it to your want-to-read list! Mwah!
