(Chastity Reversed) The Legitimate Wife War: How I, a Harem-Hater, Ended Up Creating an Ultra-Eccentric Harem with a Villainess, a Sadistic Beauty Teacher, a Scheming Classmate... etc. - Chapter 151.1 - First Fiancée War

The season when the fresh, verdant leaves lost their moisture, and the wind began to mix in with coldness.

The eventful summer had ended.

Starting with Rio-san’s problem, while solving various issues, Ayaka-san had been added as a fiancée.

Just when I thought things had settled down, Mizuri-san’s problem emerged, and in solving it, the truth about Mizuri-san’s abuse and family relationships came to light, and we learned that Kazari-san was her sister.

…When I look back like this, wasn’t summer alone way too packed with content?!

Plus, though it’s not written down, I was hospitalized twice during this time.

I got scolded to death by the nurse, and Mio-nee scolded me too.

“…Phew.”

Let’s stop thinking about it. I’m getting distant eyes.

“Here, Kyoya-san, coffee. Please?”

“A-ah, thank you, Sayaka-san.”

I was just wanting some liquid.

I recently learned that Sayaka-san is quite attentive, probably because she runs a company.

She watches people well, so increasingly she hands me things right when I think “I want something.”

“Lately Saya-cchi’s service to Kyo-kun has been amazing, right? She does it for us too, but…”

“Indeed. When she was in high school, she had a sharpness that could cut through anything she looked at, but to think she’d change this much—sensei is surprised too.”

“No, if we’re talking about surprising, isn’t Rio pretty extreme too? You seemed like you hated men, but now you’re saying ‘Master’ and everything. I’d love to show your past self from a year ago.”

I completely agree with Ayaka-san’s opinion. When we first met, she was glaring at me.

Honestly, Rio-san is probably the one who changed the most.

“Ayaka-san is right, sensei. I only changed a little, but sensei, your entire worldview changed 180 degrees.”

“Oh, that’s not true. I only changed my thinking 180 degrees for Master. I still hate other men as always—they’re arrogant.”

So Rio-san’s man-hating hasn’t been cured, it seems.

I thought she might have changed a bit since the misunderstanding with her father was cleared up.

In society too, the perception that men are arrogant hasn’t changed.

If anything, it’s increased.

“But you know, Kyoya-kun. Rio says that, but her attitude has softened a bit, you know? Not toward men specifically, but her way of dealing with people has changed a little. How should I put it—before, Rio felt like she always had to be strong, had her guard up, and seemed hard to approach except for me, but those thorns have thinned out a bit, you know? Even her coworkers talk to her now.”

Ayaka-san, sitting next to me, secretly told me the inside story.

Certainly, the old Rio-san had thorny places like brambles that would injure you if you touched them. Or rather, she was nothing but thorns.

But I see, if things are going in a good direction, that’s good.

“Ah, Kyoya-kun? Can I have some of that coffee?”

“E-eh. But I already drank from it, you know?”

It’ll be an indirect kiss.

“That’s why I’m asking for it, isn’t it?”

Fufu, Ayaka-san narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Including gestures like that, Ayaka-san is really too bewitching.

She makes moves at casual moments and makes my heart skip. She always smells nice too.

She’s overflowing with what they call adult sex appeal.

The way she drinks coffee—everything exudes sex appeal… honestly, I felt dizzy.

“Ahh, Ayaka-san is seducing Kyo-kun!”

But such time didn’t last.

Sharp-eyed—or rather, when Mizuri-san raised her voice, everyone’s gazes gathered at once.

“…Oh dear, how unfortunate. I’ve been found out?”

Ayaka-san smiled elegantly while conversely bringing her body closer to me.

“You’re getting closer while saying you’ve been found out?!”

“Oh my, did you dislike it?”

This succubus-like side of this person is really unfair, I think.

“Then while this is happening, I’ll take the opposite side.”

Mizuri-san also sat next to me as swiftly as a cat.

It didn’t happen before, but after that incident, Mizuri-san’s physical contact increased.

“Ehehe, I’m hereee.”

Looking up from below, she used a sweet, fawning voice like a cat being petted.

Mizuri-san is definitely doing that gesture deliberately—I know that, I know it, but… it still tugs at a man’s heart.

“Huh? Unexpectedly not bad, huh?”

Don’t read my mind!

“She’s like a little devil classmate, right? She does plays that older women like me or Hosho-san can’t! Ayaka has a different feel too. She came in with her own unique route.”

“Sensei, your phrasing! ‘Plays’ sounds way too lewd.”

At Rio-san’s analysis, Tachibana-san raised an objection.