I Was Reincarnated as a Creepy Fat Guy, Then Trained Myself Without Sleep. And Then, for Some Reason, the Heroines Start Approaching Me

After successfully refreshing the air in the room with various efforts, Kanna approached me, saying, “Let’s have dinner.”

So, I sat at the dining table with Kanna and Kanon. It was an unusually rare combination.

To put it simply, the taste was superb. The meat and potatoes, seasoned to my liking, were so delicious that I managed to eat three bowls of rice.

As Kanon mentioned having other matters to attend to, she was about to leave my house.

“Isn’t it dangerous on the nighttime sItsukits? Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“Yes! I called a reliable taxi driver.”

“I see. Come over and play again sometime.”

“If Master wishes it, I’ll come running anywhere!”

As I silently prayed in my mind that she would avoid getting involved with Kanna, a taxi driver arrived in front of the house.

Although Kanna didn’t say anything, she waved goodbye to Kanon with a cheerful smile.

After exchanging farewells, the taxi carrying Kanon slowly disappeared into the distance.

Now alone together, a sigh of relief escaped my chest. On the other hand, Kanna, with a blissful expression, placed her hands on her cheeks, seemingly content.

“Sigh…”

“Kanna? What’s wrong?”

“I wish I had a little sister like that too.”

My girlfriend smiled, her cheeks relaxed. How much does she want that? However, I could somewhat understand Kanna’s feelings because…

“Yeah, you’re right. She’s reliable, cute, and above all, her feelings for her brother are undeniable.”

“Oh Itsuki, you really want to be loved by a little sister?”

Up until now, Kanna had a bright expression, but suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and glared at me.

W-What’s with this sudden change in demeanor?

I don’t believe she’s angry, but let’s add a touch of humor to lighten the mood.

“Even though I’m already showered with love from you, Kanna, adding a little sister to the mix would make me too happy; I might die from happiness. So, Kanna is enough. Only Kanna.”

“Wha!!!!… Itsuki, what are you saying!”

I said this while playfully deflecting a jab to my side from Kanna. The blow was quite solid, so I managed to bounce her hand away.

Hmm… even for me, that was quite an embarrassing thing to say.

Kanna had already averted her gaze from me, and her face was slightly flushed. I wanted to tease her more, but she seemed genuinely angry.

So, I opted for a safer comment.

“Well, Tamaki-san, if you do your best, I’m sure you’ll have an incredibly cute child. You’re so beautiful, after all.”

“Mom… huh?”

As Kanna touched her chin and pondered with a thoughtful expression, I

“!!!!!!”

I suddenly said something I shouldn’t have.

Kanna too

“!!!!!”

Her eyes widened, registering the shock, but soon narrowed with a razor-sharp intensity, directing a piercing gaze at me.

“Hey, Itsuki. Who are you going to make the baby with?”

“W-well, that’s, um… like, someone Tamaki-san likes. Oops, never mind! Let’s change the subject!”

Caught off guard, I couldn’t meet Kanna’s gaze directly. Unhappy with my evasive response, she abruptly tugged at my arm.

“Kanna!?”

“Let’s go to your room for a moment.”

She sported a pouty expression reminiscent of an offended pufferfish.

Well, even though I just tidied up the room, cut me some slack.

But hey, she’s incredibly cute, so I guess it’s fine.

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School Main Gate

Next Day

“Ugh, so sleepy. And tired.”

Yesterday, I learned firsthand about the terrifying side of Kanna, the main heroine of the erotic manga.

Despite having school today, Kanna didn’t let go of me until dawn.

As I wear a somewhat melancholic expression, I hear a familiar and annoying voice.

“So, the girls from the neighboring school we hung out with yesterday had amazing figures. Oh, but the guys were nothing special. Wonder why they came. Seriously, they’re below crap.”

“Hey, Shota, crap and below crap mean the same thing, you know.”

“I don’t care. Anyway…”

Hearing Hayama and the Gorilla chatting amicably from behind, I realize I need to pick up the pace, or they’ll soon pass me.

“Seriously, Shota is so popular with girls. By the way, how’s Marin-chan doing lately?”

That Gorilla, so predictable.

Even if you were to date Marin, you’d end up just being her cash cow without getting anything in return.

Mocking them silently, our eyes coincidentally meet.

“Hey, Kondo, what’s with that face?”

“Hm? Me.”

Stopping in my tracks at Hayama’s questioning, I nonchalantly reply, and he intensified his tone as he continued.

“Damn bottom-feeder! Don’t get too cocky!”

I’m used to this kind of language by now.