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

A Kansai Guy, Enters the Fuyuki Residence.

What should I do… The moment Rinko-san’s examination ended… this has to be the worst possible timing.

“Ara ara, Rinko-chan?”

“Mom, don’t take Dai-kun away from me.”

“Mom is always too close to everyone…”

Wait—just give me a second here. I’m freaking out inside, yet the sight of Rinko-san puffing out her cheeks in the most adorable pout has dealt me critical damage. She’s a little upset, cheeks all puffed up like that? This is an expression she never showed in the original story. It’s too cute. One hundred points. Full marks.

“I’m sorry, Rinko-chan~ I wouldn’t dream of stealing your prince away from you, would I?”

“Please stop calling him ‘prince’ right in front of everyone…”

“Your mother was only giving Tennouji-kun a thank-you hug~ For protecting my precious Rinko-chan.”

“Y-yeah, that’s exactly it. So, um… Dai-kun, stay quiet about the ‘don’t take him’ part, okay?”

“Haa… honestly…”

“Rinko, is the examination finished?”

“Yes.”

“Rinko-san, nothing abnormal, right?”

“Just some bruising on her leg. Everything else was clear. They said to come back if anything feels off. I’m truly relieved.”

“That’s… yeah, I’m really glad…”

“…It’s all thanks to you, Dai-kun.”

Honestly, I’m so relieved. If she’d ended up with a subdural hematoma or internal organ damage, my stomach really wouldn’t have been able to take it. I let out a long, shaky breath of relief.

“I’m just glad you’re safe. Really glad, Rinko-san.”

Saying that, I reached out without thinking and gently stroked her hair, completely ignoring the fact that we weren’t alone.

“…Hey?”

“Ah—s-sorry!”

I quickly pulled my hand away. She glared at me with a little “muu…” but… I had been touching her hair. Was she… happy about it? Or embarrassed?

“Ufufu♪ You two get along so well~♪ Right, dear♪”

“For that Rinko to act this way… I’m genuinely shocked. Ah, I’ve already taken care of the bill, so shall we head home?”

Father leaves no openings. He’d already settled the payment without me noticing. Once business is done, it’s time to go—that’s just how he is.

“In that case, I’ll take my leave here—”

“Eeh~? Tennouji-kun, you’re going home already~? Rinko-chan says she’ll be lonely~”

“Mom!?”

“Now, now, dear… Tennouji-kun, do you have plans after this?”

“Ah, no, nothing in particular…”

“Then would you do us the honor of coming to our house?”

“Eh, is that really all right…?”

“Of course. Rinko will be happy, won’t she?”

“Dad??”

“And Tennouji-kun—you went to the hospital yourself, didn’t you? There’ll be treatment costs and follow-up visits, and we’d like to discuss compensation for those, as well as everything that happened with Rinko’s bullying. My wife and I both want to speak with you properly. How does that sound?”

Truth be told, I hadn’t been too worried about the money. My MRI alone cost a fortune… Thankfully I had enough in my wallet, and Mom said she’d transfer the rest, but it was still an unexpected expense. Talking about that… what exactly did he mean? Well, I’m sure he wants to hear about the bullying from me too. Tomorrow’s a day off anyway, and working out is impossible with the pain, so I’ve got plenty of time.

“In that case, I’d be happy to come over.”

“Wonderful. Let’s be on our way, then.”

And so, I found myself invited to the Fuyuki family home.

***

The car was a domestic luxury sedan… So Rinko-san’s family is seriously rich… She really is an ojou-sama… What on earth does her father do? It’s ridiculously quiet inside… While I was lost in thought, her mother—Kozue-san—slipped into the front passenger seat. Naturally, Rinko-san sat beside me in the back, pressed right up against my side, resting her head on my shoulder and occasionally nuzzling closer. When I gently stroked her hair in return, she let out the softest, happiest “fufu…” Kozue-san watched us through the rear-view mirror with an “ara ara~” and a delighted smile.

“Dai-kun, does your back still hurt?”

“Hmm, yeah it hurts, but it’s not unbearable. I’m fine. My body’s built to be the toughest in the world, after all.”

“I see… I’m so glad… truly.”

She leaned in even closer, silently begging for more stroking. What happened to the “cool” part of her cool-deredere personality? Where did that ice queen go?

“For Rinko-chan to open her heart to a boy like this~”

“Because Dai-kun is my prince, after all.”

Rinko-san, are you trying to kill me with moe? She’s been so cute this whole time that I’m taking massive damage here.

“You found yourself a wonderful prince, didn’t you~♪”

A 185 cm tall, ripped, rough-faced Kansai-dialect prince… is that really okay?

“That’s why I’m not giving him to you, Mom.”

Guh—! Come on, do your cool job! Please, I’m literally burning up from moe overload.

“Dai-kun, don’t stop petting me.”

“Ah, yes ma’am.”

Everyone, look closely. This is the dere side of the one and only Fuyuki Rinko. Cool-deredere? No, this is full deredere. And the rougher you treat her from this point on, the more her dependence skyrockets—she gets desperate not to be abandoned. The original Tennouji completely misread that. No, actually, her dependence rises no matter what you do, but treating her coldly just makes things exponentially harder. The Rinko-san I wanted to see wasn’t the one clutching a kitchen knife and declaring she’d die—she was the one who clings like this, melting into helpless, hopeless deredere.

“How’s this, my princess?”

“…Nn.”

Aah, she turned away in embarrassment. So cute, Rinko-san.

“Cute.”

“Idiot!”

Even when she’s mad, she’s adorable. Everything about her is adorable. Kozue-san was in the best mood imaginable.

***

Now that I saw it in person… the Fuyuki residence was huge. Of course it would be, with a car like that… A pristine, high-class mansion. My own house is fairly nice, but the Fuyuki place is on another level.

“Come on in. Looking after Rinko must have been exhausting, right?”

“No, not at all—I got to see something priceless.”

“Dad…”

Her whole face went scarlet and she started trembling. Cheeks puffed out again… So this is the real Rinko-san, the one she keeps hidden. You can really tell just how much tension she carries every day.

I was shown into the living room and invited to sit on the sofa. Naturally, Rinko-san took the spot right beside me. We faced her parents across the table.

“Once again, from the bottom of our hearts—thank you for saving Rinko from the bullying, and for saving her life. Truly… I’m so grateful we didn’t lose our daughter. It’s all thanks to you, Tennouji-kun.”

“Thank you so, so much, Tennouji-kun. The fact that Rinko-chan is here with us right now is entirely because of you.”

“I’m truly relieved her injuries were so light. Being able to protect Rinko-san is something I will always be proud of.”

“Dai-kun… thank you from me too… The only reason I’m still alive is because of you… I will definitely repay this debt…”

“No, no—I didn’t do it because I wanted anything in return. Really, don’t worry about it.”

“But still…”

“Rinko, you can return the favor little by little in your own way. Now then, Tennouji-kun—this might get a bit serious, but I’d like to speak with you about Rinko’s bullying situation. Rinko is the victim here. I felt it wouldn’t be right to hear only her side of the story, so although it’s presumptuous, I’d like to hear the perspective of a third party. Of course, I’m her father, so I’m biased.”

I see. If he only listened to Rinko, his emotions would naturally lean heavily toward his daughter. It’s true that I was moving with the mission of protecting her, but I am still an outsider. There are things I noticed that she might not have. Especially the secret forum threads I handled without telling her.

“By the way, after hearing both Rinko’s account and mine—what do you plan to do with the perpetrators?”

“Right now, I intend to push for the harshest possible punishment. There will also be medical expenses and mental health care for my daughter. And if there is anything that can identify the people behind the defamation and hate mail, we are fully prepared to pursue civil litigation as well.”

Kozue-san nodded firmly beside him. As expected, both parents were holding back a mountain of anger. Even I had been angrier than ever before in my life. And regarding the hate mail—the sender isn’t known just from the letters alone. I wonder if they have any leads. It seems they’re testing whether I do. Rinko looked at me with worry, but there’s no problem at all.

I’ll live up to their expectations.

I decided to tell her parents everything.