After My Girlfriend Dumped Me, I Got Reincarnated As A High School Student. That Part’s Fine—But Why Are All My Ex-Girlfriends Here Too? - Chapter 49 – Plan your Contact Exchange

“What the heck… was that.”

When I woke up, there was a cute girl sleeping beside me — and then an angel slapped me.

Ah, this sounds like a light novel title again… though not a very good one. What kind of story even is that?

After that, Shima took care of me — or rather, nursed me back to health. “Visiting” doesn’t quite fit; it was definitely nursing.

And apparently, I ended up sleeping until noon.

Wait… don’t tell me she put sleeping pills in that udon?

No way… right?

“Hey, wake up, Shima.”

“Mmm… what is it, Yuta… you’re so bold…”

“What kind of dream are you having?
Anyway, wake up already!”

I gave her a light chop on the head as she slept peacefully, drooling.

“Ouch!? Pien… Yuta was rough with me… and it was my first time… now I’m damaged goods…”

“What the hell are you talking about…”

I said in a completely serious tone.

“But if it’s with you, Yuta, I don’t mind…”

Even though I didn’t hold back with my words, she blushed as she mumbled nonsense, half-asleep.

“Stop talking nonsense and get up.”

I chopped her again.

“Owww… my husband’s abusive… but I love him anyway…”

“Who’s your husband!?
And what did you take last night…?”

“Because Yuta’s sick, but he still wouldn’t sleep at all.”

“…What’s the real reason?”

“Because if you fall asleep, I can sleep next to you too! Yay—ouch!?”

Another swift chop, no hesitation.

“Seriously, I can’t take my eyes off you for a second…”

“But I love you!”

“That’s not a ‘but’ situation!”

Really… if I let my guard down even a little, this is what happens.

“So, how long are you planning to stay here?”

“Can I live with you from now on?”

“Go home.”

“Pien…”

Well, I guess I do owe her for taking care of me.

So I thanked Shima properly and sent her back to school after lunch.

“…Man, I’m exhausted.”

Then I fell asleep again.

Loved, huh… yeah, I guess I am. Even here, and honestly, even back in the living world, I was pretty blessed.

But still—No one knows how long happiness like that will last.

Maybe it’ll continue.

Or maybe it’ll end tomorrow.

The happier you are, the more afraid you become of losing it.

That’s why I’m scared of depending on others, yet I end up doing it again anyway.

And every time, I end up getting hurt.

Repeating the same stupid thing over and over.

I really am a mess, huh…

Maybe I’m just tired.

I closed my eyes, thinking that.

“Big brother?”

“Hmm… Hinami?”

When I woke up, the sunset was shining through the window.

Hinami was crouched beside my bed, looking at me with worried eyes.

“Did you sleep well? How are you feeling?”

“Yeah, way better than this morning. Sorry for making you worry.”

“Seriously… you’ve been pushing yourself too hard lately.”

Hinami puffed her cheeks, looking a little sulky.

“Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to be a dependable big brother for once.”

I patted her head, and she closed her eyes happily.

“You don’t have to push yourself to be great, big brother. To me, you’re already my one and only big brother — someone I love and treasure just as you are.”

She said that with a bright, innocent smile.

Wait… did she just propose to me? Can I just end the story here on the little sister route? …No? Okay, guess not.

And then, my phone rang.

The caller ID said Mizuho.

That’s rare…

Wait, she still has my number?

“Yo, Yuta. You faking being sick just to skip school?”

Her voice was as energetic and carefree as ever.

“Idiot, I actually caught a cold and had a fever.”

“Oh, really? Hey, Haru-tan, did you hear that?”

“Don’t call me Haru-tan! Ugh, you’re so familiar. Ahem, Yuta Misumi, how are you feeling? Sorry, I might have made you overwork yourself.”

This time, it was the student council president on the line.

“Ah, no, it’s fine. I just stayed up too many nights. I’m feeling a lot better now.”

“That’s good to hear. Actually… if it’s alright, could you give me your contact information?”

“Huh? My contact? Um, I don’t really check it, but is my PC email okay? I don’t really check it though.”

“Did you just turn me down twice in one sentence!?”

I’ve heard since ancient times that getting involved with the student council, the disciplinary committee, or teachers never ends well… (Yeah, second time saying that.)

“B-but, remember? You said you’d help me out, and in return, I’d tutor you.”

“Oh yeah, now that you mention it, we did talk about that.”

“You totally forgot, didn’t you!?”

“Haha, of course not~ It just kinda… faded from my brain for a bit.”

“That is forgetting it!!”

“Come on, Yuta, just give it to her. She’s been so worried that she couldn’t focus on anything, so I called for her.”

“I-it’s not that I couldn’t focus or anything… But, well… I was a little worried…”

“Oh! Then, Haru-tan, why don’t you beg for it? Like—‘If you don’t tell me, I’ll cry~!’”

What the hell kind of ASMR is this!? Damn it, even though she’s clearly joking, she’s so cute that my heart’s racing anyway…!

“W-won’t you tell me…?”

Wait, she’s actually doing it!?

Dammit! When she says it in that soft, pleading voice, there’s no way I can say no!

“Fine! I’ll give it to you!”

“Really!? Yay!”

And that’s how the student council president’s contact info got added to my phone.

“Oh, and if you’re feeling better… would you like to have a study session this Sunday?”

“Huh? Oh, with the student council members? Sure, I don’t mind.”

I’m the kind of guy who doesn’t get the wrong idea just because a pretty girl invites him. A study group with the student council sounds great, actually.

“Um… no, I meant… just the two of us.”

Huh?

“W-well, I’ll message you later!”

“Wow, Haru, that was bold! Anyway, Yuta, think about it, okay?  Get well soon~”

“Big brother?”

“Huh?”

“Big brother…?”

Huhhhhh!?

And that’s how I suddenly ended up with a private study date with the student council president.

By the way—

Hinami brought a bunch of gifts from everyone.

Hiromi sent her notes from today’s class. That’s actually really helpful.

Mie sent throat lozenges, with “Don’t overdo it, get well soon!” written on the bag. That’s nice.

Chizuru-sensei sent me a whole box of energy drinks.

“She even offered to pay for a taxi to deliver it, but I couldn’t let her go that far…”

Yeah, that definitely sounds like her.

Oh, and there was a whip in the box too… must’ve been a packing mistake… right?

Maria sent sports drinks. That’s useful too.

Emi and Ran sent… salad chicken?

Huh? What is this…? Who gives salad chicken as a get-well gift?

(Note: Ran secretly stopped Emi from buying cat treats instead, convincing her to go with salad chicken. Yuta, of course, has no idea.)

Mizuho’s gift was… a collar? No, wait, a choker.

And Akina brought fried chicken from Thunder Duck, that big fast-food chain.

I’m sick! I can’t eat something that greasy!

Tomonari, who came with her, brought instant porridge packs.

As expected from Tomonari — dependable as always. Seriously, he’s handsome and helpful. He even carried Chizuru-sensei’s box of drinks to my house. What a guy.

Oh, and from Rio? …Nothing.

Guess she’s still mad at me.