The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem. - Chapter 81: A Kansai Guy, Talking on the Phone with His Mom.

A Kansai Guy, Talking on the Phone with His Mom.

During my corporate slave days, I barely ever had the time to spend money—so the savings piled up. Even on the rare days off, they always came after crunch periods, and I’d be too dead to even think about treating myself to something nice. I would look up those ultra-high-class places where the sushi doesn’t go around on a conveyor belt… but in the end, I never went.

Yet now, I’ve been reborn as a high school student—and here I am, eating at one of those ultra-high-end sushi restaurants. And not just high-end—the premium selection. Uni, ikura, abalone… fatty tuna. Tiger prawn… what in the world. And for four people, the total goes beyond fifty thousand yen…? And for some reason, my portion alone is bigger than everyone else’s.

“Daiki-kun, don’t hold back at aaall~ ufufu!”

“Yes. It’s not much compared to our gratitude, but please—eat as much as you like.”

Not much as thanks? To a stingy ex-wage-slave like me, the thickness of the Fuyuki family’s gratitude is comparable to something like… the Kojien dictionary. Every piece of fish—just the sheen alone is leagues beyond supermarket sashimi. Alright. No point hesitating now.

I decide to start with a tiger prawn. I love prawns.

“…Well? Dai-kun. Is it good?”

“What… what is this…?”

“Oh my—did it not suit your taste?”

Next, I try the sea bream—pretty standard, right?

As for the tiger prawn? It’s on an entirely different level from the raw shrimp you get at conveyor belt places. It’s unbelievably sweet, and the texture is so firm and springy. I have never eaten something like this before in my life. Apparently, the prawn is from Ise Bay, and the sea bream was caught in the tumultuous waters of Genkai-Nada, off Fukuoka. Their origins are handwritten beautifully on the menu. And every single one comes from a luxury-class region…

The sea bream—its bite is perfect. The rough waves of Genkai-Nada must have forged its flesh into this impeccable firmness. This should be illegal. While Rin’s mother keeps worrying that perhaps it doesn’t suit my palate…

“It’s sooooo goooood!!!!”

I cried.

So this is what it tastes like—this dreamlike “market-price fatty tuna at a proper non-conveyor-belt sushi restaurant.”

“Ara ara~?”

“No need to worry. Dai-kun’s the kind of boy who’ll cry from how good Mio’s bento tastes—so I think this was extremely delicious for him.”

“R-right… I’m relieved. I thought maybe it wasn’t to his liking…”

There is no universe where this would not be to my liking. It’s so good it’s making me weep. And what is this? The aosa seaweed from Mikawa Bay atop the rice—its thickness and flavor are unreal. Normally, aosa is something you sprinkle on okonomiyaki. Since when was it allowed to be the star? I’ve completely disgraced myself in front of her parents… well, I already made a fool of myself at the Akiya house too. Too late to worry now.

So yes, I continued crying while eating sushi. The taste? Perfection incarnate.

And when Rin couldn’t finish hers, she fed me the rest with an “aahn,” so I probably ate like 2.5 servings by myself. When asked if I was satisfied—

“Completely satisfied.” The Fuyuki family… is terrifying.

***

After some pleasant conversation, they even contacted my dad regarding the treatment costs—deciding that the Fuyuki family would pay upfront for now, and then their lawyer would handle the process of collecting everything from the perpetrator.

“Yes, I’ve already explained everything to our corporate lawyer. Once all is settled, we’ll return the amount to your son. Since you live in Hokkaido, we worried the procedures would be quite burdensome.”

Sending a lawyer from Hokkaido would be a huge pain anyway. And flying back and forth to Tokyo repeatedly would be a nightmare—so it’s definitely better to leave this to Katsuya-san. But still… he has a corporate lawyer on standby? What exactly does this man do for a living…? Best not to ask.

“Understood. Then please leave Daiki-kun in our care as well—Ah, a moment. Daiki-kun, your mother wants to speak with you.”

“Eh? Ah, yes—Hello?”

『DAIKI!! ARE YOU SURE YOU DON’T NEED TO BE HOSPITALIZED!? REST PROPERLY, OKAY!? Gosh, when the call came saying you were badly hurt my heart nearly exploded! Make sure to thank the Fuyuki-san properly! Also! Is there anything you want!? Crab! I’ll send you crab! Both king crab and snow crab—the best kinds! You can share them with the Fuyukis! Don’t hog them all to yourself!!』

“Maa, Mom, calm down with the machine gun talk. It’s nothing serious. Crab’s nice. I’ll eat it with my girlfriend.”

『GIRLFRIEND!? YOU’VE GOT A GIRLFRIEND!? WHAT IS SHE LIKE!? TELL ME EVERYTHING!!』

“I’ll call you from my phone tomorrow. This is Katsuya-san’s phone—it’s rude to hog it. I’m off school tomorrow anyway. Ah—actually, three of them…”

『THREE!? Well, my son is handsome so I’m not surprised!! Three brides, huh!? I’m so happy!! When’s the wedding? Make it grand!! It’s your big day!! Dear! Dear! Daiki’s got a girlfriend! Actually three!! We’re definitely coming home for New Year’s! We have to meet them! Finish your work early!! Ahh I’m so excited!! I’ll send crab! And scallops! You can make a hot pot!! And salmon! Also premium Rishiri kelp—』

“Alright Mom, I’m hanging up—busy right now, talk tomorrow—”
Click.

If I let her, she’ll talk for two straight hours. Look, now Katsuya-san is visibly traumatized. If Dad had joined the call too, it would’ve descended into chaos. Why are moms such machine-gun talkers…?

“Sorry about that…”

“N-no, it’s understandable! You haven’t talked in a while, right? And if something happens to your child, any parent would act the same…”

“Ufufu~ Daiki-kun is so adored~♪”

“Rinko-san, do you eat crab? Christmas hot pot is going to be a massive Hokkaido seafood festival…”

“I can eat it. But I do feel kind of bad…”

“Don’t. She’ll probably send enough for four or five people. I’ll clear out the freezer… Or maybe ask her to time the delivery the day before…”

“Sounds hectic… fufu. But they’re wonderful parents.”

“…Yeah. I can’t deny that. But once they get started, they send things in… absurd quantities…”

Even Tennouji had been overwhelmed before I came along. I know how precious my mom is—from my previous life—so I can’t just reject her. …How long will I be stuck on the phone tomorrow?

“Katsuya-san, thank you. Um… did my dad say anything weird?”

“No. He just said, ‘Please take care of my son.’ And that he’d leave everything to me. A fine father.”

After the hospital call earlier he was just as much a machine gun talker as Mom… I lost count how many times I told him “Enough already.” It’s exhausting. I bowed deeply to Katsuya-san and we headed home.

***

“Dai-kun… thank you for today. I don’t even know how to express my gratitude…”

“No, really—it’s fine. Today was rough for you, huh?”

“Yes… truly… But thanks to you, I’m alive. I… will definitely repay you someday.”

“Well then… how about that movie you mentioned a while back? We could go together—like a date? I really wanna see it.”

“…A date. Yes… I want to go on a date with you too. Because we’re lovers… aren’t we?”

“You don’t have to ask. You and I—we’re lovers. So let’s go.”

“Mm! Hey, Dai-kun… After the movie, will you pick out clothes for me? Just like Shina picked clothes for you… I want you to choose mine. I want you to dye me… in your colors…”

…Okay that wording!? But with those upturned eyes, there’s no way I can say no. To think I’m the one who’ll be “dyeing” Rinko-san, huh. If I told her to get a tongue piercing she’d probably actually do it… though of course I never would. Something that suits her charm… Hmm. Might have to ask fashion-expert Mio-sensei.

“Sure. I’ll think of something good.”

“Yay! It’s a promise! Fufufu… I can’t wait. The movie… and the clothes. As long as it’s with you—absolutely… mm—”

A kiss request. I leaned in. A little hesitant, remembering what happened earlier, but…

“Now I’ll sleep so well. Thank you, Dai-kun.”

“Haha, have sweet dreams. Rest up tomorrow.”

“Mhm. Dai-kun, bye-bye.”

Rinko-san saying “bye-bye” was too cute—it caught me off guard. The small wave she gave was cute too. Today I saw a lot of her adorable sides. Everyone’s cute, really.

Savoring that happiness, I returned home. And when I checked my phone—

Rin: Thank you for today. Dai-kun, I love you ♡

Rinko-san’s dere-mode attack completely destroyed me.