NTR Onigashima: Slaying the Ugly NTR Pig
Onika and Kanio, the sisters who serve as guardian goddesses of Onigashima Island. Yuta, the onmyoji from the family that worships these guardian deities. They had chosen Yuta as their husband at first sight, and he was continuing his training at the shrine alongside Kimocchi Waruio.
"Here, Yuta. Ahhhn~"
"Ah, ahhhn~"
"Aigoo, so cute!"
The older sister, Onika, was feeding me salmon sushi like we were on a picnic.
Aren't we supposed to be patrolling the barrier right now? Is it really okay to be doing this?
According to my memory, this was the exact moment the game opening began. Their sworn enemies, who had slipped out during the barrier patrol, would curse me—that was the trigger. While I was writhing in agony, Kimocchi Waruio would fuck both sisters, kicking off the game's opening. Even if you aimed for the pure love ending, you'd still be eating sloppy seconds from another man's dick.
And the only sex with them is paizuri!
I hadn't liked that, but things were different now.
Make Kimocchi Waruio Die!
🎁 Reward: Route Change, 200pt
Kimocchi Waruio was going to die today.
"Seriously, Onika, you're not taking this seriously? The barrier is important."
"What's it matter~? Even if they're our sworn enemies, how strong could they be compared to us now? Back then, we struggled, but now they're nothing but a joke!"
Onika's words made perfect sense. In the setting, the enemies we'd face ahead were ones the sisters had already repelled 500 years ago while defending Onigashima Island. There were constant mentions in the game that if they had their original power, it'd be a breeze—and sure enough, once they regained their strength through various H-events, the final boss went down in seconds.
But that locks you into the NTR route.
Of course, true to NTR game fashion, there was a price to pay.
"True enough... Well then~ Here, Yuta! Ahhhn~!"
Kanio fed me some sushi too. But what really caught my eye was...
*Boing boing.*
*Boing boing.* Their dangerously low-cut miko outfits, barely containing their jiggling tits. Both sisters were dressed like that while eating sushi with me. I was more curious about the taste of those four breasts than the salmon sushi.
With tits like these, how could you not get hard? What an idiot Yuta was!
"Hm? Yuta, what's wrong?"
"N-nothing..."
"Hmmm~"
My lie was useless against the sisters—they narrowed their eyes.
"Really? Lying to a god isn't good, you know?"
"Be honest. What were you thinking?"
Ah, this is the paizuri scene. My eroge sensor was screaming it.
"Come on♡ Isn't it a bride's duty to relieve her husband's lust♡?"
"Exactly♡ Come on, Yuta♡ Pull out that magnificent cock of yours♡"
I lay down immediately. The oni sisters took the cue and pulled down my pants.
"Oh my♡ It's a wonder of a cock no matter how many times I see it♡"
There was my modified dick, per the settings change. The sisters marveled at it and planted a *smack* of a kiss on it. Their faces weren't those of noble guardian goddesses anymore—they were the eyes of bitches in heat before a cock.
"Having a dick like this makes me so happy to have you as my husband♡"
"Totally♡ It was small and cute when you were little♡ But it grew right where it counts♡"
*Slurp. Slurp.* They licked it. Then the long-haired Onika took my cock in her mouth first.
*Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.*
She could swallow that long, thick dick without even deepthroating. Ahh, this must be a goddess's blowjob.
"Mmmph♡ No matter how many times I taste it, it's delicious♡" (*"Mmmph♡ No matter how many times I taste it, it's delicious♡"*)
Under Onika's expert fellatio, my juice couldn't hold out and...
*Bleurghhh!*
I came.
"Nngh heh heh♡"
*Gulp. Gulp.*
From the sensation on my dick, she was eagerly gulping down my semen. The movement and trembling of her throat confirmed it. Not a single drop spilled from her mouth or nose—gods were more impressive than I'd thought.
*Pwah!*
"Ahh♡ Yuta's cock is truly the finest offering!"
Onika licked up the remnants in her mouth.
"Then it's my tu—"
As Kanio moved in for her turn...
"Lady Kanio! Lady Onika!"
Some ugly-voiced bastard was running toward us from afar.
"?!"
In that instant, I realized just how shit-tier humans could be. My happy, tits-out mood turned to pure shit at the sight of that face. Sure, he was a fat slob, but his face was next-level ugly.
That's not even trollable.
That was my first thought. Kimocchi Waruio. The textbook ugly NTR character among the most generic NTR archetypes.
Ew.
Letting a character like that have sex? What an idiot Yuta was. For humanity's sake alone, we couldn't let that scum's seed spread—not just his looks, but his personality too.
"Ah, Waruio. You've arrived."
"Welcome, Waruio."
The oni sisters switched from their post-sex flushed faces to stern expressions to greet Waruio.
Look at that, he's pitching a tent.
Waruio's dick was visibly bulging. Remembering how he'd lock up the village men in chastity cages the moment he showed his true colors, the bastard just wanted to fuck all the women himself. We absolutely couldn't let a guy like that swing his dick around.
"Y-yes. Lady Onika, there was a crack in one spot of the barrier. So... um..."
"Hmm? Is that so?"
"Perfect. Then... Yuta?"
The sisters seemed to want me to repair it personally. Probably for training. I remembered: in the opening, after fixing the barrier, the final boss ambushed me.
"Of course. I'll go. Waruio."
"Yes, milord!"
But this was all Kimocchi Waruio's scheme. He'd deliberately cracked the barrier with his full-power attack. Why? Obviously to fuck not just the oni sisters, but every beauty on Onigashima.
Sly bastard.
He'd crack the barrier, let a couple monsters slip out quietly, watch them escape, then report to us so we'd respond. The final boss Orochi, with whom he'd made a contract long ago, would bite me and knock me out. Then his "wives," the oni sisters, would pour their power into healing me. Drained of divine energy, they'd be no better than spirits and crave Waruio's essence— that's what he was banking on to fuck them. That was the scheme revealed at the end of the NTR route. Even playing the game gave me chills at the sheer human malice.
But not anymore.
I'm not some pathetic NTR protagonist Yuta who just loses his women helplessly.
You're done for, Waruio.
Today, you're the one who's gonna bite it—by your own hand.
*
*Paang!*
"As expected of you, Yuta! Amazing skills!"
*Clap clap clap.*
Kanio applauded, praising me and thrilled at my growth as an onmyoji. Onika nodded with a satisfied look.
So this is the level of monsters from 500 years ago.
Weak. In the game, fighting them as the protagonist involved some back-and-forth, but here it was one-shot. No wonder the sisters eyed me—they knew talent when they saw it. With this level of skill in reality, I could make bank.
How much was the Road system again?
"Um, Yuta? Waruio's gone, so how about we pick up where we left off...?"
"Uh... Waruio's running over here."
"Tch."
The sisters clicked their tongues at the approaching Waruio. Their divine instincts still made them wary of his evil heart.
"Ah, milord! You resolved the seal!"
Waruio showed up to stall until Orochi could prepare its strike.
"Waruio. The barrier patrol is sufficient. Let's head back. Pack your things."
"Y-yes, understood. But... are you sure we don't need to check if the barrier's cracked anywhere else?"
Onika and Kanio hesitated at that. No matter how much they despised Waruio, as gods, if it seemed fair, they had to do it.
"He's right, in a way."
"Then let's check more. If Orochi escapes, it's dangerous for the islanders even if not for us."
Waruio smirked like his plan was working.
"Then let's confirm if Orochi's esc—"
"No need for that."
"?! Orochi!"
"You've got some guts showing your face, Orochi!"
As planned, Orochi appeared. In the opening, I'd have taken its ambush and been out for 2-3 days.
"Declaration of war! Take th—!"
"Gahhh!"
*Smack.*
"Huh?"
*Paaang!*
"Kiyoooooot?!?"
The one dying was Waruio. Orochi's attack would've left a prodigy onmyoji like me unscathed, but trash like Waruio dropped instantly. Orochi panicked and fled, leaving the oni sisters and me staring at Waruio's ashen remains.
Nice.
Perfect.