Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Prologue
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Why do people have to live good lives?
I pondered that absentmindedly as I smashed the head of a fleeing monster with my hammer.
By the way, this monster... wasn't it supposed to be some kind of god or something?
Why is it so damn weak...
I quit the game.
With a mechanical whir, the capsule lid opened, and I opened my eyes.
This game's done for.
I fought the boss in nothing but my underwear like some pervert stripped of armor and weapons, and still wrecked it.
There was no more fun to be had.
Time to find the next game.
I climbed out of the capsule.
A perfectly ordinary room, nothing special about it.
As always, I started scouring the internet for my next game.
"Anything good to follow this up? Some DLC or something..."
The world is overflowing with games, but the ones I enjoy are single-player RPGs where I can dig deep into all sorts of elements on my own.
There are masterpieces among online games too, but I hate playing with other people.
I prefer worlds I can enjoy all by myself.
The reason's simple. In online games, I'm just one of countless protagonists, but in a console game, I'm the one and only main character.
A shitty reality. At least in virtual worlds, shouldn't I feel like the star and be happy?
While searching for games, I clicked on a "new game recommendations" link and ended up on a community site.
I was about to leave after a quick skim when I spotted a post that made me tilt my head.
"Hm?"
It was a time attack record for some boss.
I only play single-player, but the games I play usually have co-op modes for multiplayer.
What I found was a post from a co-op player bragging about snagging first place.
This is supposed to be the top record?
I could beat that with my feet.
Do single-player modes get buffs to make them easier than online?
I let out a thoughtful hum and, on impulse, uploaded my own record and video.
I didn't write anything, just posted the video.
If single-player gave some special perk that made my time faster, it'd be embarrassing, so it was like insurance.
If single-player really had buffs like I thought, I'd just delete the post right away.
I forgot about it soon after.
And a few days later.
A package arrived at my place.
An item that would upend my entire life. A game I'd have to pour my soul into...
...Hm.
I had stuff to start tomorrow anyway.
Whatever. One last game couldn't hurt.
...or so I thought back then.
Anyway, before I show you what I'm doing now, let me clear up a misunderstanding.
I hate NTR.
NTR.
The utterly deranged fetish where you get off on watching your partner get stolen by someone else.
Sure, they slap on settings like "pure" or "smart," but the moment they hook up, all that goes out the window—they betray their lover and cling to some trash for a dark sexual fantasy.
These days, they call it NTR even if it's not a lover, just someone with a faint connection.
Apparently, there are ways to enjoy it from the perspectives of the stealer, the stolen-from, or even the woman's(?), but... most people view it from a third-party angle with zero affection for the protagonists.
They say it's enjoyable because it's happening to someone else...
Anyway, normal people empathize with the good protagonists, so it leaves a bad taste.
Me too.
Let me say it again.
I hate NTR.
I really hate NTR.
I fucking hate NTR.
I hate NTR like a dog hates it.
I hate NTR... enough with the brain damage already.
If someone could read my mind, they might ask if some random bastard NTR'd me or something.
I didn't get NTR'd. I just witnessed it once.
But that one experience was so infuriating it'd piss me off for life.
It even turned me into a game shut-in.
People call it a "preference," but I think NTR is one of those fetishes that's hard to defend.
Even in the VR era, when I see the NTR tag on porn sites that still dominate, I grit my teeth.
No, honestly, I can't understand the characters in them.
What's so great about the villain being muscular? Hit 'em with a bat to the back of the head, and they're equally dead, but they just take it like idiots...
If I even glimpse that kind of crap, it haunts me all day.
Even more if it's a character I like.
I could ignore original illustrator works, but why touch canon characters...
.....
I got too immersed again.
You were probably wondering.
What the hell is this guy up to that he's rambling on with this long, boring bullshit?
...Let me say, this wasn't on purpose.
"Ow! Ah! Aaaah♡"
My cock pressing against a woman's ass. Still wrapped in clothes, but asserting its presence loud and clear.
A long-haired black beauty trembling all over from mere contact, drowning in pleasure.
Right now, she's drooling from the corner of her mouth like a slut, pushing her ass back like she craves my dick, but normally, this woman is different.
Put it nicely: an intellectual, cool beauty girl. Honestly: a total bitch with zero manners.
Moreover, right now, in this place where I reside—this prestigious Prynar Academy—she's the Student Council President.
And such a woman is panting for my cock.
"D-Dragoongun...! Q-quick... quicker...♡"
My name is Yedre.
And this isn't the time for that, you bitch.
I turned my head to the side.
Right next to this bitch bracing against the wall, shoving her ass at me and rubbing my dick on it, there was a door.
And from beyond the door came a voice full of worry.
"Clarit. Are you in a lot of pain?"
"Aaaah♡♡"
No, you crazy bitch, shut up.
Do you want to show this to the guy outside? To your boyfriend?
"Clarit? Clarit?"
"Ah. Ahh..."
This won't do. That guy's about to break the door down.
I was about to open my mouth to snap the panting Student Council President out of it.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Skill Beastification has been activated.] ...Oh Jesus.
My mouth opened, and a sleazy voice came out that I could hardly believe was mine.
"You fucking slut, you horny? Your boyfriend's right outside the door, and you're about to get absolutely railed by the guy you always ignored—does that turn you on?"
"Aaaaaah♡♡♡"
Pssshhh!
I smacked her ass as something squirted out from under her skirt like a fountain.
...Fuck.
How the hell did I end up like this?
I should be living a good life.
The circumstances that naturally led me here rose in my mind like fluffy clouds.