Reincarnated as the Sidekick in a Harem Game ～Chaos Unfolded When I Helped the Losing Heroines After the Protagonist Found His Happy Ending～ - Chapter 15: Even the Disciplinary Committee President is a Heroine

Chapter 15: Even the Disciplinary Committee President is a Heroine

After parting ways with Mamako-shi, I headed to school with Najimi.

“Do you think… she doesn’t like me?”

Najimi, walking beside me, mumbled softly. Seeing her downcast face made me feel uneasy.

“I’m sorry. My mom is a bit overprotective when it comes to kids… She’s probably a bit upset because we’re dating now.”

“But what should I do…”

Najimi looked deeply troubled.

“Because she’s going to be my future mother-in-law, right? I have to get along with her…”

“Eh, what did you say?”

“N-Never mind that! I got ahead of myself… sorry…”

In the middle of our conversation, Najimi’s words became strangely muffled.

“Notification. Passive skill [Hearing Difficulty] activated.”

“Whoa!”

Suddenly, I heard the voice of Supporter-shi. Looking around, I saw a cute calico cat sitting on a fence.

“Pa…”

While wondering what a passive skill was, I realized it was a bad idea to discuss it now. Najimi was beside me, and we were in a public place. If I started talking to a cat, I’d probably be deemed suspicious. That was something to avoid.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing… let’s go to school…”

But a passive skill, huh? In online games, they’re generally the kind of skills you can’t control.

Skills. They were quite problematic. After all, this system didn’t exist in the original OreNaji. I was always playing catch-up when it came to dealing with it.

Moreover, I had no idea about the titles. I received the [Eroge Protagonist] title, and Najimi became smitten. I had no clue what skills I acquired or activated.

“The more I don’t know, the more there is to not know…”

I’d have to ask Supporter-shi about all of this when I get home. She had also disappeared at some point. After all that, we finally arrived at school.

“They’re checking bags at the school gate… Charao, what should we do?”

“Huh? You’re right… Isn’t that ‘Fuuki-senpai’ over there?”

She stood with dignity, her hair tied back in green pigtail braids, and wore glasses over her smooth forehead—a quintessential disciplinary committee character.

She is “Fuuki Shinagawa” Senpai, a third-year student character.

Well, questioning her hair color given her disciplinary role is rather nitpicky. This is a dating sim world where even impossible hair colors for Japanese people are accepted.

“You there, mangas are unnecessary at school! Confiscated!”

Fuuki-senpai snatched a manga from a male student.

“That’s harsh…”

“What? You dare to defy the disciplinary committee?”

Fuuki-senpai glared sharply. The student shriveled up and reluctantly handed over his manga.

Though she has a modest appearance and is strict about school rules, her eyes are sharp. She speaks her mind, whether her opponent is a male student or not.

And she, Fuuki-senpai, is also a heroine, someone who was in love with Minato last year.

“Next…! Hm, Najimi Ota… and who are you?”

Fuuki-senpai glared at me.

“I don’t recognize you as a student here.”

“Ah, no… I’m Charao. Charao Shibuya.”

“Ha…?”

Fuuki-senpai’s eyes widened.

“You’re joking, right? You’re Charao… Shibuya?”

“Yes, I am indeed Charao Shibuya.”

“? ?? ???”

Senpai looked puzzled. It was understandable; my appearance had drastically changed from before.

Fuuki-senpai leaned in close to me. Her thick glasses, braids, and modest attire hid any skin exposure. But behind those glasses were beautiful eyes.

“So, you’re… Shibuya?”

“Indeed, I am Charao Shibuya.”

Fuuki-senpai looked away and closed her eyes tightly.

“Come, Shibuya. There are matters for which I must personally instruct you!”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me.

“W-wait a minute!”

Najimi called out to stop Fuuki-senpai. But she glared back, and intimidated, Najimi took a step back.

“What is it? I have business with Shibuya.”

“B-But Charao hasn’t broken any school rules…”

Najimi’s voice grew fainter in her rebuttal. That was understandable. Even male students felt intimidated by the disciplinary committee chair. Being afraid was a natural response.

“Najimi, it’s okay. I’ll be back in the classroom soon.”

“Uh… alright. Contact me if anything happens!”

I was led by Fuuki-senpai to a secluded area.

Now then.

“Shibuya…”

She… knelt in front of me and bowed her head deeply.

“I’m sorry…! Shibuya…!”

She was prostrating herself in front of me. It seemed like I had some sort of affinity for this ‘dogeza’ position. Was this some sort of prostration attribute I had?

“What’s going on all of a sudden, Shinagawa-senpai?”

“Last year, I unjustly used violence against you! I’m truly sorry!”

Unjust violence… I couldn’t say I had no idea what she was talking about.

Last year, or rather, during the main story scenario, I had received several warnings from Fuuki-senpai.

It was unavoidable. The flashy Charao guy and the demon of the disciplinary committee were like oil and water.

Charao had been hassled by Fuuki-senpai numerous times. She’d scold me for my appearance, and sometimes even lay hands on me. Minato was the one who usually stopped this—that was the game’s storyline.

Through Charao, Minato would gradually become friends with Fuuki-senpai… that was Fuuki’s route.

“Last year, I was out of line. Raising my hand against a student is inexcusable! I’m sorry, truly sorry…!”

Fuuki-senpai rubbed her beautiful forehead against the ground.

“Please don’t worry about it, Shinagawa-senpai. It couldn’t be helped.”

The game’s “Compulsion” mechanics were involved. Perhaps wanting to emphasize her role as the chair of the disciplinary committee, Fuuki-senpai’s violence towards Charao had been a bit extreme.

But ethically speaking, it was indeed wrong to resort to physical violence, especially when it was only against Charao.

“I don’t even understand why I was only violent towards you… but whenever I see you… I just…”

Senpai must be regretting the violence she had directed at me for over a year. That’s probably why she prostrated herself.

“Please, really don’t worry about it, Senpai. If anyone is to blame, it’s me for not realizing it was tough love from you and continuing with my flamboyant fashion.”

More like, it was due to the Compulsion mechanics of the game… But Charao is also at fault if you consider that he never reconsidered his behavior.

“Shibuya…”

“Starting today, this Charao Shibuya is turning over a new leaf. In both appearance and speech, I will be more cautious so as not to trouble you anymore, Senpai.”

“Is that so…”

“Yes, so if you’ll excuse me.”

I bowed to Senpai and left the place. But I had made her apologize unnecessarily. There was no need to fret about it. After all, she was merely fulfilling her duty.

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★Fuuki’s Perspective

Charao Shibuya… he has changed. He’s become incredibly serious, and it surprised me. Moreover, he forgave my violent behavior.

“…”

My heart races with a thud. His newly serious demeanor was, well… quite captivating.

“…sigh.”

While I’m happy that he’s become serious, I also feel a sense of sadness.

I can no longer scold him, and the thought tightens a knot in my chest.

“Shibuya-kun…”

As a result of my guidance, one student has reformed. While I should be happy, my heart feels anything but joy. Instead, it’s weighed down by feelings of loneliness and sorrow.

…That’s right. Though he easily forgave me, what I did is still not something that should be forgiven so readily.

I have to make amends. Yes, I need to take the time to properly make amends. So, this is not… absolutely not… about wanting to meet him for personal reasons or anything of that sort.