The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem. - Chapter 43: A Kansai Boy Heads Out for a Sick-Visit.

A Kansai Boy Heads Out for a Sick-Visit.

The cultural festival preparations were ramping up in full force when, one morning, Imamiyа came rushing into the classroom, barely making it before the bell. And of course, he was alone.

Mio wasn’t by his side.

“Hah… hah… damn, that was close…”

“What’s up with you? Cutting it real close today. Where’s your wife?”

…Calling her his wife always gets under my skin. As if that guy could ever be her husband. No way. They’re just childhood friends. All she does is reject his lunches and put up with his whining.

“Mio caught a cold. If she hadn’t called me, I would’ve overslept.”

“Ohh, that’s a wife for you. Always on top of things.”

Come on, think about it for a second. She’s sick, feeling awful, and even then she forces herself to call this idiot just to wake him up? That’s not devotion—that’s him relying on her way too much. One day he’s gonna take it way too far.

“Quit teasing me, man.”

“Why not? She’s your wife after all!”

…No way Imamiyа told his close friends that he’s dating Mio or something… right? The thought made me uneasy. I had a feeling he misunderstood their closeness—Mio just happens to sit next to him. And his friends probably see me as the enemy for being close to her recently. Wouldn’t surprise me if they’re whispering about “getting NTR’d” or something.

Hmm… she must be feeling awful, so maybe messaging her would bother her. For now, I’ll talk to Shina and the others and figure out what to do.

***

“Hey, Mio replied. She was awake. Seems like she’s doing better—it’s just a light cold.”

“That’s good! I’m relieved!”

“Looks like she fell asleep while studying last night. Honestly… it gets pretty cold at night these days.”

“Ahaha, that’s so like her.”

During lunch break, Rinko texted her. It didn’t seem serious. But if she’s careless, her fever could flare up again.

“Mio’s mom has work until the evening and can’t come home. I’m thinking of bringing her something. Like a little care package.”

“Yes, yes! I’m going too!”

If Rinko and Shina are going, then it’s fine.

“Daichan, you come too?”

“Eh? Me?”

“Mio would be happier if you came, you know♪”

…Really? Wait, hold on. This is… the sick-visit event, isn’t it? The one Shina mentioned. The exact same lines, even. And this event is the one that massively influences Imamiya’s affection route with Mio.

If you go, you feed her, give her drinks, maybe make porridge for her. And if you don’t go, she says, “It’d be terrible if you caught it too, so don’t worry.” She’s basically a goddess.

It’s a sweet, heart-melting scene. She apologizes for not waking him in the morning or making his lunch, but when he tells her to focus on getting better first, she blushes, hides under the covers, and admits she actually wanted him to come.

Plus the messy bed hair and pajamas… too cute.

And then that same gentle, adorable Mio eventually falls so far she’s smoking, covered in piercings, with bleached hair… I honestly couldn’t bear to watch that downfall. When Imamiya begged her to go back to who she was—

“Shut up, you spineless loser! None of this has anything to do with you! Don’t act like you’re special just ‘cause we’re childhood friends! If you’re so frustrated, then try satisfying me with that pathetic thing of yours! Not that I’d ever let you touch me! HAHAHA!”

I remember clutching my head and groaning. How did that goddess collapse this badly…
And watching the public NTR scene on top of that—

“See? This is what we are now! I’m even pregnant, you know!”

“Aaahn! He’s nothing like that small one of yours!”

I crushed my mouse. Still don’t know where that strength came from. And the ending… “I’m so sorry.”

My first playthrough, I lost it. The police told me to calm down, and the neighbors were about to lose their minds. I mean—I was the one losing my mind!

“…A-alright. I’ll go visit her.”

“Good. Mio will be happy.”

Right. I have to go. I can’t skip this event.

***

According to Shina and Rinko, Mio was hungry—so porridge? No… udon is faster. I’ll get that. And a sports drink, and maybe some jelly. Shina and Rinko said they’d go ahead, but honestly, I wish we’d gone together. Ah well.

After paying, I headed toward Mio’s house.

***

Ding-dong.

I pressed the doorbell. She’d already given me the address, and the nameplate said Akitani. No problem. Still… this is my first time visiting a girl’s house. I was nervous.

As I fidgeted, the door suddenly clicked open.

“Yes? Shi-chan? Forget something—”

“Ah, hello… it’s Tennouji.”

“What…?”

“I came to check on you. Brought some stuff.”

“EEEEH!?”

“…?!”

Her startled voice echoed through the neighborhood.

***

“Huh? Shina and Rinko went home?”

“Y-yeah… they suddenly rushed out. I thought it was weird too…”

Shina and Rinko were nowhere to be found. They’d left me alone with a sick girl in her room. Why would you abandon me like this…? I’m dying of nerves here.

“Y-you came… to visit me.”

“Yeah. I got you a sports drink, some jelly… and I picked up udon. Want some?”

“Udon! I really want some… I’m starving. Hehe…”

“Okay then. I’ll borrow your kitchen. Just wait a bit.”

“O-okay… please…”

When you’re sick, you want to rely on someone. And Mio isn’t the type to easily lean on others like Rinko does. All the more reason to make something good.

I made a light Kansai-style broth with bonito and kombu, softened the noodles to go easy on her stomach, and finished it quickly.

“Mio-san, sorry for the wait. It’s simple, but—”

“Thank you… wow… it smells amazing. It looks so good…”

She slurped it down happily. Man… her messy bed hair is adorable. Must’ve been starving—she finished the bowl in no time.

“That was delicious… thank you.”

“I’m glad. Oh, and jelly too? Bet you’re still hungry.”

“Mm-hm. I’ll eat it♪”

“Alright. Spoon’s here… okay, open your mouth.”

“F-fweh!?”

Her face turned bright red. Well, it’s hard for her to eat lying down like that.

“Aaahn.”

“U-uuu… a-aaahn…”

White peach jelly is the best. Lots of fruit chunks—the good kind. I matched her pace and fed her until it was all gone.

“S-so embarrassing… but… I’m happy.”

“I’m glad. Alright, lie down. Let me check your temperature…”

“Hyah!”

“Oh—sorry, was my hand cold?”

“N-no… that’s not… it…”

“Hm?”

“I was just surprised… that’s all…”

Probably because I was holding the jelly earlier. Her forehead felt cool—no fever anymore. She’ll be fine after resting tonight.

“Your fever’s gone. If you rest, you’ll be fine tomorrow. Have your mom make you more udon. I put some frozen ones in your freezer.”

“Thank you… I’m full and… kinda sleepy now…”

“I see. When you fall asleep, I’ll head home.”

“Mm… hey, Tennouji-kun… no… Daiki-kun.”

“Yeah?”

“Today… I actually… wanted you to come. So… thank you…”

She hid under the covers, just like in the event. Wait—me? That line was meant for me?

I’ll take that blessing, then.

Her breathing soon grew calm and even. I cleaned up the dishes and slipped out quietly.

Don’t push yourself tomorrow. Rest up.