The Kansai Villain’s Rebirth: I Accidentally Ended Up With a Harem. - Chapter 86: Kansai Boy and His Princess.

Kansai Boy and His Princess.

“It’s just words on a page, right…? But when real actors pour their hearts into it… it hits so much harder…!”

“Yeah.”

“They gave it everything… so of course I’m gonna cry… uwahhhhh!!!”

“Yes, yes, no more crying now.”

The movie had ended, but the afterglow was too strong; I was still bawling. Rinko gently soothed me like I was a kid throwing a tantrum.

Even the novel had wrecked me, but a film, with all the expressions, the movements, the raw emotion, hit on a completely different level. Tears, snot, everything was pouring out uncontrollably.

“Here, blow your nose.”

“snrrk… Chhhhn!”

Haah… finally calmed down. My face was a disaster, but we moved to the food court anyway. Rinko said she wanted ramen, so here we were.

“You sure ramen’s fine for our first date?”

“Yep. I looked it up, casual ramen dates are perfect for first-timers.”

She stuck out her chest all proud-like… but she’s cute, so I let it slide. Shi-chan had dragged me to Mikudo before, so casual was probably better.

“Besides, I’ve barely ever eaten ramen.”

“Seriously? You never went with your parents?”

“Nope. We always went for udon or soba…”

R-Right… the Fuyuki family probably doesn’t do ramen shops… Well, the food-court soy ramen here is light and clean, so it should be fine. Personally, I’d kill for S◯kiya from Nagoya every chance I get, but you can’t find that chain anywhere in the Kanto region. Tragic.

“Um… regular shoyu ramen should be okay, right…? I wonder if I can finish it…”

“If you can’t, I’ll polish it off. Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay. Hehe, then let the ramen date begin!”

She looked so genuinely excited. God, she’s adorable.

I ordered regular ramen and fried rice. Rinko apparently rarely used food courts either; she stared at the little buzzer disc like it was alien technology.

“Dai-kun, what’s this?”

“It vibrates and beeps when your food’s ready. Just watch.”

“O-Okay…”

She stared at it dead seriously. Then it went brrrrrrrrrring!

“Kya!?”

“Pfft.”

“Mou, Dai-kun!”

She puffed her cheeks, but one bite of ramen and her mood flipped instantly.

“Mmm! It’s light and delicious… Huh… ramen’s actually pretty good… I wanna try a proper ramen shop next time.”

“Then let’s all go together. Something mild, probably.”

“Yeah. But I have no idea what’s good…”

“We’ll ask Mio-chan and the others. Nothing spicy, nothing too heavy…”

“Jiro-style, right? Absolutely no to that.”

“That stuff’s even too much for me…”

I tried it in my previous life and spent the whole night with heartburn. The garlic wrecked my stomach for days. Give me my childhood S◯kiya any day. When I finally ate it again on a business trip to Nagoya, I got so nostalgic I cried into my bowl.

“I wanna try miso ramen.”

“Nice choice. Let’s decide on a place together.”

“Yay! Another thing to look forward to♪”

The way she delicately slurped her noodles was unbearably refined and cute. She loved the fried rice too. And she was already full from a regular portion… such a tiny eater.

Lunch done, it was finally time for the main event: picking out Rinko’s clothes. I’d secretly consulted Fashion Sensei Mio-chan beforehand. Her verdict: “Rin-chan looks amazing in pink! Pink knits would be perfect! And send pics when she tries them on!” She was on fire.

“Okay, Dai-kun. I’m in your hands. I’ll even wear something flashy like Shina would, if you pick it.”

“I told you, I’m choosing stuff that actually suits you.”

And so I prowled the mall like a hunter. Then I spotted it: the pink knit Mio-chan had prophesied. I stopped dead in my tracks.

“Dai-kun…? W-Wait a second. Me in pink…?”

“You said anything I picked, remember?”

“B-But… it won’t suit me at all…”

No, no, I know this is it. This is the one. A slightly cropped length, so pair it with a warm white tee underneath… gray skirt below. She seems to like miniskirts, so that works. And instead of knee-highs… fake thigh-high tights. Yes, perfect.

“Rinko~”

“Uuu…”

“Excuse me, could she try these on, please?”

“Of course♪ Your boyfriend has great taste~”

“H-Hyah…!”

She was shaking. But trust me, Mio-chan was right: pink looks incredible on Rinko. She always wears gray, white, or black, so this is a revelation.

“All finished. How do I look, boyfriend?”

“……”

Cute!? She’s fidgeting like crazy, convinced it looks terrible.

“Cute.”

I snapped a photo.

“Dai-kun!? Why are you taking pictures!?”

“‘Cause you’re cute.”

“Cute.”

“Wait wait wait wait!”

“Ah, sorry, we’ll take everything.”

“Ehhh!?”

“Thank you so much~♪”

And that’s how Rinko ended up walking through the mall in the outfit I chose. She kept looking around nervously, but the combination of her natural beauty and the cuteness of the clothes was lethal; every guy who passed did a double-take. My hand tightly holding hers and my naturally scary face made them look away instantly, though.

Mio-chan’s verdict:

miomio: SO CUTE~! Daiki-kun has insane taste! Waaaa Rin-chan is adorable~!

Official seal of approval.

I did a little fist pump.

After that, I kept hunting for more clothes that would suit her… and then she got her revenge.

“Hey… Dai-kun. While we’re at it… I want you to pick my lingerie too. Dye every inch of me in your colors♡”

“N-Ngh…”

“You picked Shina’s, didn’t you? Then pick mine too. Please?”

It was insanely embarrassing last time with Shi-chan, and now again…? Fine, fine…

I chose deep crimson with black lace for her, plus a soft pastel pink set she could wear daily.

“So you like flashy stuff, huh. You sent Shina purple too. You’re such a perv.”

“I-I can’t help it… guys just… like that kind of thing…”

“Fufu. But since Dai-kun picked them, I’ll wear them on our next date♡”

“L-Looking forward to it…”

We wandered the mall all day. Got lattes at Moonbucks, had dinner at a restaurant inside the mall, then headed home. Like with Mio-chan, she’d prepared an overnight bag and stashed it in a coin locker.

“Let’s go.”

“Mm.”

“They already know, but… let’s take a bath together, okay? I’ll wash your back.”

“Th-Thanks…”

“Want me to wash your hair too?”

“Then I’ll wash yours.”

“Fufu, then I’ll ask you to wash my front as well~”

“Say what!?”

“I’m joking… but actually… I’m a little scared. When I was in elementary school, a college-age tutor almost… assaulted me. You’re… different, right, Dai-kun?”

“If you ever feel scared, tell me immediately. I would never do anything you don’t want.”

“But… Dai-kun, I…”

“If you’re scared, we stop. That’s the rule. It has to feel good for both of us. I’m not gonna force my desires on you.”

“…You really are kind, Dai-kun… Yeah, I’m okay. Dai-kun…”

She wore that sultry expression the whole way home. The moment we stepped inside, she demanded a kiss, and we made out until the bath was ready, building the mood perfectly.

And when we finally got in the bath… every single inch of Rinko was beautiful. That was all I could think.

After the night’s battle ended… Rinko was sound asleep on my arm. She usually has trouble sleeping issues, but tonight she looked completely at peace.

“Nn… Dai-kun… ehehe…”

“Even in your dreams, huh.”

So cute when she sleeps. Just like that other time she stayed over.

We’re going to be together forever. My princess.

I kissed her forehead. She smiled in her sleep, “Nyhehe…” and snuggled even closer.