The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem. - Chapter 18: The Protagonist Makes a Mistake.

The Protagonist Makes a Mistake.

Imamiya Toshiya’s POV.

I’ve got three childhood friends who are way too pretty. Mio, Shina, and Rinko. Mio and Shina I’ve known since we were little. Rinko came into the picture in middle school, but for as long as I can remember those three have always been around me. Thanks to them, other guys were jealous of me.

“Lucky bastard, Toshiya. You’ve got three perfect girls like that.”

“Heh—yeah! Ain’t I the man? They’re all the best!”

Back in middle school I used to joke like that. Then I got into the basketball club in high school. Mio became the manager, Shina and Rinko came to watch—my girls only got cuter after we entered high school. I never even asked them to; they just showed up, supported me, and Mio still makes my lunch.

“Hey, you actually dating Akitani-san and the others?”

“Course I am. Man, it’s such a pain deciding who I’m taking out next.”

“Whoa—jealous! So, how far have you gone?”

“What d’you mean—done with all of ’em already, of course.”

“No way, for real!? Damn! You got to enjoy Akitani-san’s big tits, huh!?”

“I piled into Natsume-san’s healthy belly—man, that was wild.”

“Idiot, you morons, appreciate Fuyuki-san’s slenderness, damn it!”

“Shina’s voice is so cute, she moans like crazy. And Rinko—her skinny waist is irresistible!”

Yeah, none of that’s true. But the guys in the basketball club totally buy it. My old friends bought it too. Sure, I want to touch Mio’s chest, hear Shina’s breathy moans, enjoy Rinko’s lithe body—who wouldn’t? Heh. It’s only a matter of time. They’re still by my side. Mio still makes my bento. That’s enough.

And then the troublemaker showed up—Tennouji Daiki, the school’s number-one delinquent. Up until the first semester of second year even Shina and the others avoided him. But for some reason Shina started clinging to him first. Then Mio and Rinko started hanging around him too, like it was natural.

Why the hell? Why are you leaving me and going over there? You’re supposed to be my future wives—why are you laughing and chatting with Tennouji like that? And Shina—why is she glued to his arm? Her chest—he’s pressing her against his shoulder! Even I’ve never touched those perfect tits of hers!

“…Fuck—Tennouji…!!”

He’s getting friendly with my girls, touching them—sexual harassment, right?!

“…”

“Your girl hasn’t been coming to watch the games lately. Maybe she dumped you?”

Since the second semester started, neither Shina nor Rinko has come to watch practice. What the hell? Could Tennouji be saying something to them? Damn it… Tennouji’s trying to steal my girls, isn’t he!?

…

One morning I get an abrupt POINE message: “Wanna eat lunch in the cafeteria with the basketball team today?” from Doi and Takii. Huh? I’ve got Mio’s bento, though… Still, it’s true I haven’t eaten in the cafeteria since the term began. A good katsudon now and then sounds tempting. Fine—sorry, Mio, but I’m gonna accept.

When I got to school, Mio pulled out a lunchbox.

“Here, Toshiya-kun, today’s lunch.”

I felt a little guilty, but I said it anyway.

“Huh? I don’t need it today. The team’s eating in the cafeteria.”

Mio made a hurt face and complained.

“Wha—!? You always gotta tell me these things last night! I worked so hard on this—”

“Can’t help it. I got a morning message on POINE.”

“Then… um…”

“What is it?”

She looked like she wanted to say more, but I cut it off; I didn’t want to start an argument.

“Anyway, I don’t need the bento. Maybe I’ll eat it if I’m hungry before practice. This is done—end of story!”

Yeah, I figured I could just eat later. No need to make a fuss; I thought she’d be okay with that. Be more understanding, right?

…

At lunch, that katsudon tasted so damn good it almost brought tears to my eyes. I’d blown my packed lunch money on a new game, so money’s tight, but man—this hit the spot.

“Hey, Toshiya. So you’re ditching Akitani-san’s loving bento, huh?”

“It’s fine. I want a change. Mio’ll understand.”

“Dude, you’re brutal—husband-mode, huh?”

“We’ve known each other ten years, man. She gets me. I’ll eat it before practice—don’t worry, I’m not gonna waste it.”

“Phew—old-married-couple energy!”

“Shut up!”

“So, how is it? Akitani-san’s chest—soft, right? You touched it, didn’t you?”

“Of course I did! It’s like squishing a marshmallow!”

“Ugh—lucky bastard! I want a girl like Akitani-san!”

“Hahaha! Do your best, Doi!”

These guys are horny idiots. Always asking if I’ve slept with Mio or Shina, describing what it felt like—give me a break. And hurry up and let me fuck Mio already; she’s mine, damn it.

…

What? Mio gave my bento to Tennouji? What the hell? That’s my lunch!

“’Cause… you said you didn’t want it. If I left it till practice it’d go bad. If you got food poisoning, who’s responsible?”

Fine. I backed down. True—food poisoning is bad. But still—why Tennouji?!

“Wh—are you mad? Don’t be mad like that.”

“…It’s fine. If you’re hungry, grab something from the cafeteria.”

“N—no, I’m okay. I’m not hungry.”

“Okay, then—I’m heading to practice.”

What the hell. Mio—she’s freezing. Shit, she’s definitely pissed. Did I screw up? No—Mio’ll make me lunch again. She always does. But Tennouji ate my bento… Mio would never hand it to some jerk like him! No way!

…

Rinko’s gone and dressed up. Huh—she’s taken an interest in fashion now? Well, she looks kind of cute. But that hairstyle with glasses? Nah, the glasses make her look like a kid. Shina and Mio are all “cute,” but don’t flatter her so much.

“Really? Don’t you think it looks plain? You should’ve gone short. Glasses make you look childish.”

Yep—glasses don’t suit Rinko. Still, if she’s next to me, I want her to look good. Advice is important.

“Rinko’s trying to be fashionable now, huh. I mean, I get Shina, but Rinko? Huh.”

Is she mad? I was just giving advice—don’t glare at me. Damn, she’s glaring. I’ll go beg Mio to let me copy her homework and run.

…

If Tennouji’s gonna join the sports festival, fine—but basketball? Okay, whatever—just don’t drag me or Tenma down. Seriously, do delinquents even belong in school events? A delinquent showing up for school festivals—laughable.

What the hell!? Shina’s clinging to his arm like that!? What’s that about!? I’ve never had anyone cling to me like that! Damn it, I’m pissed! If he’s playing, I’ll pass to him non-stop and embarrass him! Delinquents care about pride, right? I’ll make him choke on it and ruin his dignity!

Don’t get near Shina and Rinko! Damn it! Mio, Shina, Rinko… fine. In the end, I’ll make them see who’s the coolest—who’s number one. They’ll know.