The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem.

A Kansai Guy Makes Friends.

When you think of a blonde gal, you think of Natsume Shina. And when you think of Natsume Shina, you think of blonde hair.
That’s an unbreakable rule — an eternal truth.
From start to finish, she was the quintessential blonde gal.

Sure, after getting caught up with Tennouji Taiki, her roots had started to grow out a little—maybe because she didn’t have time to redye them—but it was never this bad. Even in her worst ending, during that tragic post–credits scene, her hair only looked like a half-melted pudding.

But pitch black…? Never. Not once.

W–Why? What happened to the equation Natsume Shina = blonde hair…? What could’ve possibly broken it?

“…Natsume-san, you dyed your hair black? D-Did something happen?”

“Hehe… Because Tennouji-kun, you told me I’d look better if I dressed less flashy. So… what do you think? Does it suit me?”

“W–What…?”

Wait. I’m the reason!? Hold on, I told her to tone down her outfits, not her hair!

***

“Heyyy, does it suit me or not?”

She leaned closer, eyes sparkling, waiting for my answer.
Ah damn… this girl’s way too cute.
Well, of course she is — she’s Natsume Shina. There’s no world where she isn’t adorable.

But still… after spending hundreds of hours staring at her on-screen, I can say this for sure — no one’s ever seen this version of her before. Black-haired Natsume Shina.

I’ve broken the equation. ‘I’ changed the law of the world.

This is like… like rewriting history by saving Oda Nobunaga from dying in the Honnoji Incident. That’s how massive this is!

“Hellooo! I said, does it suit me or not?”

“Ah! Y-Yeah… your black hair’s really fresh. And the new hairstyle suits you too.”

“Really!? Yayyy! Oh my gosh, Tennouji-kun just complimented me!! Rin-chan, did you hear that!?”

“Yes, yes. Good for you,” Rin replied, utterly unfazed.

“Hehe~♪”

Too cute. Way too cute. She’s practically radiant…
So this is what people mean when they say something is blessed.
I almost wanted to clasp my hands together and worship her on the spot.

Millions of players adore Natsume Shina — but only I get to see this black-haired version that doesn’t exist in the game. That’s… kind of incredible, isn’t it?
M–My own personal Natsume Shina—
No, stop it. She’s everyone’s Shina. You keep your parasocial feelings in check and appreciate her like the rest of the fanbase, got it?

“By the way, Shina, you came to school pretty early today. You even beat me here. That’s rare.”

“Yup! Because I was waiting for Tennouji-kun!”

“Huh? Waiting for me? Why?”

“Because, you know, I wanted to see you again! You said we’d meet again, remember? So I thought, if I came early, I definitely would!”

You… wanted to see me?

No, stop. I’m gonna cry.
She waited for me. Me.
Even in the game, she’d always throw herself at the protagonist like, “Toshiya-kun! I missed you!” but hearing that in person… Nope. Don’t get carried away, man.

“Wait, you wanted to see me for… something?”

“Yup! I just wanted to say thank you again. For the other day. Thanks, Tennouji-kun!”

This girl… she’s so honest. So pure-hearted.
I’ve told her over and over not to worry about it, but she still insists on showing gratitude.

“I told you before, you really don’t need to thank me. Even if it wasn’t you, I would’ve helped anyone.”

“But it was me. And I won’t forget it, okay?”

Even the way she tilts her head is adorable.
I finally get it — this must be what fans feel when they get to meet their idol in person. Actually, no, it’s even more intimate than that. I could die happy right now.

“Oh! I almost forgot! I have a favor to ask!”

“A favor? From me?”

“Yeah! Let’s exchange POINÉ contacts! Let’s be friends!”

That hit me like lightning.

“Let’s be friends.” She wants to be friends!?
Is this a dream? It has to be a dream.

As someone desperate to escape my loner status, this is the greatest thing that could happen to me.
And my first friend in this world… is Natsume Shina!?

“Y-Yoroshiku onegaishimasu…”

“Yayyy! Okay then, let’s do it right now!”

“Uh, wait, how do you even…?”

I vaguely remember using messaging apps back in my office-worker days, but it’s all changed so much since then.

Back then, the only people on my contact list were my awful boss—who’d send rants at 3AM—and coworkers who only messaged about deadlines. The only person still left on my list is my mom, who leaves me on read half the time.

“I’ll do it for you! Here, press this part—”

W–Whoa, she’s way too close!
And that smell—sweet, soft, like shampoo and sunlight.
Wait—what’s this…? Something soft’s pressing against my arm—oh no, no, no, that’s her chest! Abort mission! I can’t move though—if I pull away, she might think I hate her!

I freeze up, staring helplessly at the screen while she’s right there beside me, completely unaware of the panic coursing through my brain.

Meanwhile, Rin kept quietly calling out, “Shina. Shina.”
But Shina didn’t notice at all.

All I could do was glance between my phone and Rin’s sharp eyes, praying she didn’t misunderstand.

“Done! Yay! We’re friends now! Oh! Should we add Rin-chan too?”

This is too much. Natsume Shina alone is a social high jump; adding Fuyuki Rin is basically pole vaulting at the Olympics.

“Why am I included in this…” Rin sighed, but still handed me her phone.

Wait—what?
In the game, Rin had a severe fear of men. I remember her backstory — when she was in elementary school, her tutor tried to assault her, leaving her deeply traumatized.
So why’s she… willingly showing me her phone?

No clue.
Also, someone please tell Shina to stop moving — her chest keeps brushing against my arm and I’m about to ascend.

“All done! We’ve got a group chat now! C’mon, send us a message!”

Her energy’s off the charts… but yeah, that’s Shina, through and through.

Okay, what should I send first… ah, screw it, I’ll just go formal.

Daiki: Nice to meet you. My name is Tennouji Daiki.
Please take care of me.

That sounds like a business email. Damn it.

Si-na: Nice to meet you too! (‘ω’)ノ

Even her messages are bursting with energy — and she uses the cutest little emoji.
She’s just… so girly.

“Hehe, now we’re officially friends! You too, Rin-chan!”

Daiki: Nice to meet you. My name is Tennouji Daiki.
Please at least remember my name.

“…Tennouji-kun, what’s with that second line?”

“I, uh… couldn’t think of anything else.”