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

Itsuki’s Side

Every day was busy. It had been a truly hectic schedule, to the point where I would have welcomed even the help of a cat’s paw.

First, let me explain about Hayama.

In conclusion, Hayama got expelled.

His misdeeds had already been vividly exposed on social media, so the school could no longer cover it up.

The gorilla guy got suspended for two months.

And Hayama’s parents proposed a settlement.

Considering that I also made the mistake of hitting Hayama and he committed a crime against me,

we reached a conclusion not to sue each other.

Hayama, after receiving a brutal assault from an unemployed man in his 30s, was currently hospitalized.

We judged it pointless to deal with him, as his mental state was completely shattered. Keisuke and I shared the same view.

By the way, there were rumors circulating that the gorilla guy was heading to a juvenile reformatory.

In other words, the two guys who had dominated the top caste in my class were no longer here.

Now, let’s talk about the school authorities.

Our homeroom teacher, Okayama-sensei, went missing and still hadn’t been found. Therefore, another teacher unrelated to this incident was now acting as our homeroom teacher.

And the principal and other higher-ups were promptly arrested and undergoing questioning.

The series of events had brought shock to (in erotic manga) Japanese society, and the fervor didn’t seem to be cooling off.

Reporters and YouTubers camped outside the main gate every day, bothering the students.

Honestly, it was super annoying, and I wished they’d stop, but well, it couldn’t be helped.

Let’s talk about the class.

Usually, it is said that if you exclude people who could be problematic within an organization or group, stronger enemies might emerge from within. However, since there were no DQN individuals in my class surpassing Hayama, I enjoyed a peaceful school life.

With everyone’s cooperation, we were able to establish the muscle training club.

Teachers also cooperated with me unusually, allowing us to use spacious and easily accessible classrooms and buying expensive exercise equipment.

And then, I was thoroughly dealing with those who had joined the muscle training club for a trial.

“Oi, you guys! You can’t do anything at all! Weren’t you supposed to become slim and get a girlfriend!?”

“”It’s impossible…””

Well, even though I called it Spartan-style, I was just doing it at the same level as when I coached Manabu and Keisuke.

A tremendous number of boys tried joining the club, but most of them gave up midway.

Probably, most of them thought they could easily become slim and muscular just by joining.

It was similar to the feeling of attending a cram school where many high-achieving students were enrolled, thinking that their grades would improve easily.

However, even among them, there were people who kept up with my strict guidance.

The other day in class, there was a boy who asked if he could become as cool as me by doing muscle training.

A boy who expressed his anger, wanting to retaliate after being cheated on by his girlfriend.

A boy who wanted to improve his weak constitution and lead a better life.

Those with half-hearted determination were eliminated, and only those with their own unique stories survived in the muscle training club, as mentioned above.

“Kondo-san, thank you!”

“Thanks!”

“Thanks to you, I feel healthier!”

“Yeah! Take care on your way home.”

After finishing the muscle training guidance, the newcomers and club members headed to the changing room.

Alone, I gazed at the setting sun streaming in through the window and took a short breath.

Then, someone peeked their face out from the door.

“Itsuki, Are you done?”

“Kanna. Yeah, I’m done.”

“Then, let’s go home together.”

Kanna, in her school uniform, appeared in front of me, slightly bending her waist and looking up at me.

Silky black hair, well-defined features, clear blue eyes. Long legs, slender waist.

Kanna used to fear gaining weight, but now she had a body that many women would envy if she mentioned it.

And even though she was already tall, her large, almost Tamaki-san’s size, prominent marshmallows were boldly asserting their presence.

She’s my girlfriend.

She used to be Hayama Shota’s childhood friend, but that doesn’t matter now.

He lost.

“Yeah, let’s go together.”

I smiled gently and walked towards Kanna.

Although it’s after school, the school was filled with the lively atmosphere of club activities. In other words, there were quite a few students inside the school.

Nevertheless, Kanna was walking with her arm around mine.

Quietly, I observed her profile.

Then, with a powerful gaze, Kanna silently behaved by sticking even closer to me whenever other students or teachers looked at us.

As if to show off, as if to boldly assert, “This guy is my boyfriend,” Kanna behaved silently.

That sight was just too cute, and involuntarily, words slipped out as my cheeks relaxed.

“Not gonna hide it anymore?”

“…It’s too late for that now, right?”

“Well, that’s true.”

Saying that, I gently held her hand.

“Eh! Itsuki!?”

“Kanna, you’re too sensitive.”

“…Baka.”

My rough hand and Kanna’s soft hand intertwined.

Initially, I put more force into holding Kanna’s hand, but the balance of that strength shifted, and Kanna, with more strength than me, held my hand tightly.

That sight was also too cute, so I looked at her profile again.

Then, Kanna turned her head to look at my profile.

Our gazes met perfectly.

However, without saying anything, we just looked into each other’s eyes, smiling gently, as if to say words were unnecessary.

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Kanna’s Side

Kanna’s Room

When the two of them arrived home, things were already intense.

With the removal of the biggest obstacle, Hayama Shota, it was as if a dam had burst, and the feelings of the two overflowed, colliding with each other.

“…I’ll make dinner, so wait for me.”

“Kanna, um, are you okay? Are you sure you’re not overexerting yourself?

“I’m fine. Uh, well… I’m totally fine.”

“Ah, yeah. I’ll leave it to you.”

After the act, a short while passed, and Kanna changed into casual clothes before awkwardly heading to the kitchen.

“Sigh…”

While cooking, Kanna let out a deep sigh.

She felt happy right now.

It was almost too much happiness, and she questioned whether she deserved to experience such joy.

When she was with him, she felt validated entirely, and her heart was fulfilled. He was generally kind, with a slightly mischievous side that added spice to her love.

Their physical compatibility was flawless.

While Itsuki was her first man, even from an amateur’s perspective, his movements were extraordinary. It might be a bit indiscreet, but even her mother was deeply captivated by this man’s physical charm.

Of course, he wasn’t a perfect man.

He took away Marin’s virginity and punched Hayama (which might be praiseworthy).

But even considering these, he was the best man for her.

An irreplaceable man.

So, she wanted to be closer to him.

She wanted to be a woman who could support him.

When he declared the creation of the muscle training club, Kanna thought to herself.

Itsuki has found what he should do.

So, she needs to help him realize that.

He said he would open a personal gym right after high school.

There, he would probably change people like the old Itsuki, Keisuke, and Manabu, who had their own circumstances.

In fact, there was determination in his eyes as he dealt with the boys in the weight training club.