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

Kansai Guy Showers His Heroines with Endless Praise.

The New Year’s shrine visit was packed with an absurd number of people, but we managed to pay our respects and slipped away from the main crowd for a moment.

“Hey Hey!! Omikuji! Let’s draw our fortunes!”

“Sounds good. Let’s see what the year has in store for us.”

At Shi-chan’s excited suggestion, the four of us lined up for omikuji. My number was fifteen. I handed the slip to the miko tending the booth and, while waiting, found myself staring at her. Every girl really does look good in miko attire, don’t they…?

“Dai-kun, you’re staring awfully hard at that shrine maiden. What exactly is going through your mind right now?”

Whoops. Rinko’s eyes had lost their usual sparkle; she was glaring daggers at me.

“That miko really is cute, isn’t she?”

Wait, even Mio-chan? And Shi-chan’s giving me the scary eyes too. I totally screwed up. These three are overjoyed to have me, yes, but they’re also completely, possessively attached. I hadn’t entertained even the slightest thought of flirting with the miko, so I answered honestly.

“No, I was just thinking… all of you would look amazing in miko outfits.”

“Eh?”

“Miko…?”

“Dai-kun?”

The light instantly returned to their eyes as all three blinked at me in perfect synchronization.

Look, in my previous life I was an otaku through and through. Of course I fantasized about the girl I loved dressing up as a miko or a nun or something like that. But back then I never even had a girlfriend, so… Ah, come to think of it, that office lady from my old job used to invite me out drinking pretty often. Was that a sign? She’d get tipsy and undo a few buttons… Well, never mind.

“For example, I was just idly imagining how adorably cute Mio-chan would look as a miko.”

“Th-that’s… cosplay, right…?”

“Dai-kun, you’re into that sort of thing?”

“Yeah, I’m that kind of guy. Not in a super perverted way, but I do wonder what you’d all look like in those pure white kosode and scarlet hakama.”

“Me… as a miko…? I might… look kinda cute…”

“Mio-chan and Rinko both look breathtaking in furisode today, you know? If we went shopping in traditional clothing, every head would turn. Miko outfits are purely my personal fetish, though.”

“Furisode suits me…? Fufu… ♪”

“Honestly, before we even draw our fortunes, I feel like I’ve already pulled daikichi. Mio-chan’s makeup is so fresh and lovely today. Did you use mascara? Your eyes look bigger and brighter than usual. The faint blush gives your cheeks such a soft, healthy glow, and that not-too-bold red on your lips is perfect. You’re always beautiful, but today you’re on another level entirely. And then you pair it with furisode? Absolute perfection. Getting to see a side of you I don’t normally get to see makes me the happiest guy alive. Instant daikichi.”

“W-wait, Dai-kun, stop! Stop! Mio’s—Mio’s—!”

Pssshhh—

“M-Mio-chan!?”

Huh? It looked like steam was shooting out of Mio-chan’s mouth.

“Rinko in miko attire would be incredible too. Hair tied up high, standing there with that dignified poise—‘Welcome to the shrine, thank you for your visit’—my heart would explode. And Rinko, your handwriting is gorgeous. If you were writing goshuin with a brush, it’d suit you perfectly.”

“F-fuee… I’ll wear miko clothes. I’ll become Dai-kun’s personal miko…”

“Rin-chaaan!”

“Also, Rinko, you’re wearing just the faintest touch of makeup today, aren’t you? It sharpens your eyes and doubles your already overwhelming beauty. And thanks to your hair being up, that pale nape of yours is on full display—insanely seductive. You should come to school with it tied up sometimes.”

“Afuuh…”

“Dai-kun! Stop before Rin-chan collapses—!”

“Shi-chan as a miko would be just as perfect. A bright, energetic shrine maiden handing out omamori with that dazzling smile—everyone who received one would feel blessed just by your grin.”

“Dai-kun!?”

“Shi-chan, you’re stunning even without makeup, but… have you ever thought of trying some? A little eyeshadow to make your eyes pop even more—I think you’d be even more breathtaking. Nothing too heavy, of course. And if you used a gloss that made your pink lips look extra plump… I might end up kissing you a lot more often.”

“Lip gloss… kisses… ehehe… you can kiss me as much as you want, Dai-kun… ♡”

For a while, I couldn’t stop myself. What was I doing spouting all this in the middle of a crowded shrine? In the end, all three of them drew their fortunes in a complete daze.

Mine, by the way, was kyou—bad luck.

The line that bothered me most was “Many quarrels and disputes.” Sigh… does this mean the story’s heading straight into an NTR storm full of drama? Please just let me live in peace with Shi-chan and the girls… Oh, but it also said, “Though courtship will face many trials, once overcome, smooth sailing awaits.” So there’s hope, right? Probably some rival trying to steal one of the heroines, but if I fend them off, everything will work out with all three. It has to… please, gods, I’m begging you…

“Ehehe~ I’m gonna buy new lipstick… and kiss Dai-kun lots ♪”

“Maybe Don Quixote has cosplay miko outfits…”

“Miko… I’ll become the miko who purifies Dai-kun… ♪”

All three of them drew daikichi. How is it fair that I’m the only one with kyou…? Also, they were clearly still acting strange for a while afterward.

“If Dai-kun wants cosplay… I’ll do it for you. Miko is good, right?”

“I’m going to study makeup…! I want Daiki-kun to praise me!”

“Dai-kun! Let’s go on a date to buy lipstick soon ♪”

Somehow I’d lit a very dangerous fire. I’m such an idiot… blurting out every otaku fantasy I’d bottled up from my previous life. Back then I never had anyone to share them with, so everything just built up inside, and of all people I unloaded it onto my girlfriends… And yet all three of them accepted it without hesitation. Only Shi-chan and the girls would ever embrace an idiot like me so completely.

“I’m really, truly sorry! I just went on and on about weird stuff…!”

“No, it’s fine. Dai-kun is human, and you’re a boy. Bottling up those feelings forever would be worse. Honestly, I’d rather you tell us than hide it.”

“That’s right, Dai-kun! We’re always whining about wanting this and that from you! It’s only fair that you get to ask things of us too!”

“Eh, you girls were actually saying all those selfish things…?”

“We were~ And Daiki-kun is always the one suggesting things for us to do together, protecting us, spoiling us… but you almost never tell us what you want us to do for you…”

So that’s how it was. I do remember occasionally suggesting improvements, but I rarely ever said “I want you to do this for me.” The reason is simple: just having the three of them as my girlfriends was already more than I ever dreamed of. I never demanded anything extreme like the original protagonist did—piercings, dyed hair, nothing like that. Maybe I was too passive.

“Actually, when Daiki-kun says he’d like me to wear miko clothes, or asks Rin-chan to tie her hair up sometimes so he can see her nape… hearing those little wishes makes me happy. If it’s something like that, I’m more than willing to grant Daiki-kun’s requests.”

“I’ve actually been waiting for Dai-kun to say things like that. When you never did, I started wondering if… maybe you didn’t find me attractive anymore…”

“I’ve been nothing but selfish with Dai-kun this whole time, so Dai-kun should feel free to be selfish with me too, okay? That’s what lovers do, right?”

They’d been anxious because I never voiced any desires. By staying silent, I’d made them worry I wasn’t interested. I really am an idiot. Not demanding outrageous things is one thing, but never expressing any wishes at all could easily be misinterpreted as indifference. Lovers are supposed to voice their wants, clash sometimes, and grow together. That’s what being in love means. And although everything I blurted out earlier was pretty shameless, it seems they’re just relieved I finally opened up.

“Dai-kun, I’m always saying it, aren’t I? If it’s something you want, I’ll do anything. So please… if there’s ever anything at all, just tell me, okay?”

“Me too! I can’t live without Dai-kun, so tell me anything and everything!”

“Yeah… Daiki-kun. We’re waiting for your selfish requests too.”

“Everyone… thank you. Then when we go on dates, I’ll start speaking up more. And I’m sorry for making you worry.”

They all told me not to apologize, but I still couldn’t think of any “selfish” requests on the spot. Still, from now on we’ll keep telling each other what we want, growing together little by little. We might argue sometimes, but even that will be a chance to understand each other better. All I can do is put in the effort to build an even stronger, deeper relationship with these three.

That’s all I’ll ever need.