The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem. - Chapter 110: A Kansai Native Welcomes the Third Semester.

A Kansai Native Welcomes the Third Semester.

After nearly two weeks, I slipped back into my uniform. Today marked the start of the third semester. If that god’s dream held true, I was likely about to meet the fourth heroine—Harumiya Sakura—and find myself locked in a fierce struggle against that terrifying pig of a man, Miyanosaka… or whatever his name was. Honestly, if he just used his money to snatch her away, there’d be nothing I could do. I wasn’t some conglomerate heir myself. Would the Harumiya zaibatsu even lift a finger to help?

But beyond Sakura, what had been weighing on my mind since Mio-chan left yesterday was the fear that Miyanosaka’s venomous fangs might target Shi-chan, Mio-chan, and Rinko as well. And then there was Imamiya, currently wallowing in heartbreak over a BSS scenario rather than NTR. Whether he’d get involved was another worry. It wasn’t just Miyanosaka—Imamiya might not be a direct rival, but he was still obsessed with Mio-chan… I had to protect her, no question. What about Shi-chan and Rinko, though?

In my mind, the potential NTR threats were Imamiya and the Tsuruhashi brother group. And now, complicating everything further, Miyanosaka had joined the fray. One against three. God, isn’t this trial a bit too harsh? Hmm… what should I do? Imamiya relied on cunning schemes. The Tsuruhashi group only knew brute force. Imamiya seemed prone to self-destruction, but Miyanosaka… I still didn’t know his methods.

It felt unfair to Rinko, but if the Tsuruhashi group showed up, they’d absolutely resort to violence or drugs. Thugs like that didn’t listen to reason. While you’re trying to talk, they’d inject the drugs and corrupt someone like they did Shi-chan—it was all too predictable. Against violence, if we didn’t respond with force, we risked losing everything. Fortunately, I possessed Tennouji’s sharp intellect… and unmatched fighting prowess. As long as no blades came out, I’d manage. That god did say he’d given me protagonist corrections, after all. Pretty convenient, huh?

“For now, I’ll stay vigilant about events from the original story… and stick close to the three of them as much as possible. Especially Mio-chan right now. You never know what that idiot Imamiya might pull. Alright, I’m off.”

I called those words toward the empty depths of the house.

***

“Good morninggg!”

“Ah! It’s Daiki! Morning!”

“Daiki-kun, good morning!”

“Morning, Dai-kun!”

“O-oi, Daiki!”

“Hm? Momodani-kun?”

“We’ve already shared the same pot of rice, right? We’re friends now. So I figured I’d call you Daiki.”

“Yeah, sure. Then I’ll call you Shouma-kun.”

“Yesss! Daiki, you get it!”

“Morning, Daiki.”

“Haha, you too, Kentarou-kun?”

“Hahaha! Shouma and I planned to surprise you by calling you Daiki! Didn’t work at all, though!”

“Is that so? By the way, Kentarou-kun… you were okay after that?”

“…She told me to count the stains on the ceiling… and, well… a whole box…”

“………My condolences.”

“W-well… I think it turned out alright.”

Kentarou-kun, after all that torment, saying it’s fine… Is he a saint? Though he’d probably be the scariest if he ever snapped.

“Kentarou~, Rinko’s gonna get mad~. Time to give Daiki back to her and the others.”

“H-huh? T-that’s not…”

“You’re panicking hard.”

“Fufufu. Rin-chan kept saying she wanted to see Dai-kun the whole time, not just during POINE.”

“Yeah, yeah! She’s got full-blown Daiki deficiency!”

“Hey, Mio? Shina?”

“Yes, yes. Rinko’s such a lonely girl, after all. Come here.”

“I-I’m not doing that! Everyone’s watching!”

“Then I’ll hug you first—mugyu!”

“Nmu…! Fuaa… Dai-kun…♡”

“Instant fall in two panels.”

“The whole class already knows you two are a sickly-sweet couple. No need to hold back, Fuyuki!”

“F-fine…”

“Fufufu, Fuyuki-san is so cute, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, yeah. She wants to cling to Tennouji-kun but tries to keep her cool image, so she tenses up while fidgeting—it’s adorable.”

“This is 2-C’s fluffy morning time.”

“Fufu, so that’s how everyone sees Rin-chan. Yep, Rin-chan’s super cute, right, Shi-chan!”

“Totally! Rin-chan’s like a lonely little puppy!”

“Shina? What do you mean by that?”

“Wah, she’s already in cool mode!”

“What’s that supposed to mean? H-hey, everyone, what’s with those looks…?”

“It’s fine, Fuyuki-san. Spoil Tennouji-kun all you want. It replenishes our healing meters too.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“Never mind, never mind. Tennouji-kun, hug her tighter.”

“That’s enough already!”

The morning was lively as ever, yet heartwarming. Since Rin-chan wouldn’t initiate the hug, Shi-chan latched onto me instead, and the classroom filled with that gentle, cozy atmosphere once more. I wanted to keep going like this with the three of them… but when I hugged Mio-chan—who looked like she wanted one too—Imamiya stared at us with those dead, highlight-less eyes. This guy’s definitely locked in as an NTR antagonist. Bring it on, Imamiya. Whatever tricks you’ve got, I’m ready.

***

The day passed in that soft, pleasant mood all the way through the opening ceremony, and afterward we stopped by Mikudo on the way home. Beyond reading time, I kept up muscle training and jogging to maintain this solid build. I’d been running for about an hour. As I headed back through the large neighborhood park—usually quiet and a popular date spot—I heard…

“Nooo! Someone! Please, someone help!!”

This park was always peaceful, but not today. A woman’s scream tore through the silence, pleading for aid. I couldn’t ignore that. I sprinted toward the voice.

“No! Please stop this instant! Why me!?”

“Hehehe! Sorry, but turning you in gets us a fat reward… Plus, you’re cute. Figured I’d have a little taste first. That’s cleared too.”

“Yeah, yeah. Just behave and let us take you.”

Ugh, classic Netorare Hazard world! Delinquents energetically harassing a girl, as usual. No question whose side I’m on. I kicked off the ground hard—not quite a Bajiquan explosion, but close enough…

“You lot should go for a midwinter swim.”

I unleashed a full-power flying kick into the one closest to the girl.

“Ugooooooo!?”

He flew impressively far. And then…

Splash!

The sound of him hitting the pond echoed. Three opponents total—minus the one I just launched leaves two. The girl was slightly outside the streetlight’s glow, so I couldn’t make out her face clearly, but she wore what looked like a school uniform, probably from some nearby school. The idiots illuminated under the light didn’t look high school age—more like lowlife punks between eighteen and twenty.

“Who the hell are you!? You know who we are and still picking a fight!?”

“Like I care. I just heard screams for help and came running.”

“A-ah…”

“Miss, run while you can. I’ll hold them here.”

“B-but… my legs gave out…”

That complicates things… Ideally, I’d buy time for her to escape, then bail myself since this is a hassle. She was breathing heavily—probably hadn’t run far, but being chased by scary thugs would do that. No choice, I guess.

“Miss, are you hurt?”

As I approached gently, she flinched with a “Hii!?” Can’t blame her—I’m a guy too.

“Wait just a bit. Call the police if you can. Move if you’re able. Got it?”

“Haa… haa… Y-yes…”

“Playing hero, huh? So cool!”

“Woo! Thrilling!”

“You bastard… Achoo!! Dropping me in the pond… I’ll never forgive you!”

“Should’ve just floated there.”

“Who are you!? Her bodyguard or something!?”

Hmm… looks like I’ve got no choice but to fight. Let’s step into the light. I need to protect this girl. Hope my skills haven’t dulled… As I walked forward, I’m pretty sure I wore a wicked, menacing grin.

“Nice to meet you. Tennouji Daiki. Remember the name—at least while you enjoy your midwinter swim.”

Alright, let’s do this.