About the Case of Me Being Reincarnated as a Side Character Who Got Kicked Out Immediately Of The Story, but the Heroine, Who’s My Yandere Fiancée, Won't Leave Me Alone - Chapter 54: A Nostalgic Taste

Chapter 54: A Nostalgic Taste

After recovering and returning to school, Arisu found herself surrounded by many students.

Whenever something happened to Arisu of the Saijou family, the news spread rapidly regardless of its nature, stirring up numerous speculations.

This time, word had already gone around through me that she had caught a cold, yet the sight of so many students gathering around her was proof of how beloved she was.

“…Though it’s mostly girls.”

Of course, there were boys trying to approach and talk to her as well, but the wall of girls surrounding her was so thick that I couldn’t get close.

Some of them clearly had ulterior motives, while others were simply genuinely concerned… Well, Arisu was sharp about these things. She could tell the difference.

“Good morning, Akito-kun.”
“Morning.”
“!? “

I had been staring at Arisu, lost in thought, so the sudden voice startled me.

Standing beside me were Sophia and Filia, who had also come to check on Arisu.

“Oh… Good morning, you two. As you can see, Arisu is doing much better.”
“So it seems. That’s good to hear.”
“You look much more at ease too, Akito-kun. I guess having Arisu-san around really gives you peace of mind.”
“Well… yeah, I suppose so.”

Noticing us, Arisu soon stepped out from the group and walked over.

“Good morning, Sophia-san, Filia-san. Thank you for staying by Akito-san’s side while I was away.”
“Oh, no, we had fun too.”
“That’s right. And we’re really glad you’re feeling better, Arisu-san.”

Hearing their words, Arisu nodded with a pleased expression.

As the three of them chatted with me between them, I couldn’t help but think—her, them, and the other so-called “named characters” all had an overwhelmingly high level.

Of course, it wasn’t just them—this school was filled with good-looking people. But there was a different aura surrounding the ones with actual names… Now that I think about it, the overall attractiveness in this world is just ridiculously high.

“Oh, right!”
“Maybe we should just go ahead and say it.”
“Huh?”
“Say what?”

What are they about to reveal?

As Arisu and I tilted our heads, they told us.

“We’re joining the student council next year too.”
“Since you and Arisu-san are joining, we thought we’d help out too. When we talked to the president, she was all for it.”
“Oh my…”
“Huh…”

So that means next year, they’ll also be part of the student council.

This wasn’t something that happened in the original story. Was it because Arisu’s family hadn’t fallen? Or was it simply because we had grown closer? Either way, things were about to get lively.

“At this rate, we might still be together in our third year too.”
“That depends on our efforts, doesn’t it?”
“Well, unless there’s some kind of scandal, we’ll probably just carry on. I mean, Akito-san and I likely will.”
“…Huh?”

Arisu’s words made me pause for a moment.

Once someone joins the student council, it’s not uncommon for them to continue the next year.

That would mean that after Ram graduates, Arisu might become the next student council president…?

It wasn’t set in stone, but it wasn’t hard to picture Arisu in that role.

“So if that happens, Arisu would be the president?”
“Me? Hmm… Well, if you’re by my side, Akito-san, I suppose I wouldn’t mind.”

I just threw it out there, but Arisu didn’t seem opposed to the idea.

“Ooh… Arisu-san as the student council president sounds interesting.”
“Honestly, I don’t think there’s anyone else more suited for the role.”
“Isn’t that too high of an opinion of me?”
“No, I’d say it’s pretty accurate.”

Looking at Sophia and Filia, I saw them nod firmly in agreement.

As the morning assembly approached, they returned to their classroom, while Arisu, now sitting beside me, let out a small breath.

“Through you, Akito-san, I’ve gained so many connections.”
“Even without me, you’d have been at the center of things.”
“Fufu, your opinion of me is quite high too. But, you know… nothing makes me happier. Every time you say something nice about me, it fills me with joy.”
“Then I’ll keep saying them.”
“Yes, please do. Keep doing it more and more. Make me fall so deeply for you that I go mad from even a moment of separation. Drown me in my obsession with you until I can’t live without your touch.”
“Uh… isn’t that a bit much?”

Uh… okay, that was kind of scary.

I mean, I get it—hearing that from someone like Arisu, someone so beautiful and capable, should be flattering. And, honestly, it was. It felt good to be relied on to such an extent.

But the intensity of her words was just too strong for me to process.

(Though, to be fair, I’ve had my own worries too.)

Not about her feelings—rather, about what would happen to me if Arisu spoiled me too much.

Seriously, it’s kind of terrifying.

Ever since we confirmed our feelings, just being with her made the atmosphere feel so sweet and intoxicating. I found myself constantly thinking that I never wanted to let go of this.

Not just Arisu—Amane-san, and many others, too. So many people now supported me, something I could have never imagined at the beginning.

(And just as I was thinking that—)

“Hey, Akito-san, why don’t we go there today? You know, our special house? Let’s take it easy there.”

“……”

See? Arisu always suggests things at times like this.

—

As soon as school ended, we headed to that house.

The one Arisu and Ichika-san had prepared—a single-family home, a surprising gift and a place filled with nostalgic memories.

Arisu had gone to the restroom, leaving me to step outside into the garden.

It was evening, and I could hear the sounds of young children—kindergarteners and elementary schoolers—on their way home, their cheerful voices filling the air.

“Huh.”

Stepping further outside, I saw a line of kids, guided by adults who seemed to be watching over them.

It reminded me of the past—though in our time, things weren’t quite this overprotective, there was still that period when we ran around without a care in the world.

“We used to greet every passing grandpa and grandma, didn’t we…”

I stood there for a while, lost in thought.

By the time I returned inside, Arisu had already finished and was wearing an apron.

“Arisu?”
“We’re not leaving right away today. Let’s have dinner here before we go back.”

Wait… does that mean she’s cooking?

“Though we don’t have much in the way of ingredients, so I thought I’d make something simple—like curry rice. Is that alright?”
“Of course! Oh man, I can’t wait.”
“Fufu, look forward to it.”

A meal cooked by my fiancée… It was bound to be delicious.

Curry rice might not be a fancy dish, but in my mind, its deliciousness was guaranteed.

I watched as Arisu cooked, feeling a quiet happiness in this space that belonged only to us.

And when I finally took a bite, the curry tasted incredible—so warm, so rich… and somehow, so nostalgic.