Prologue: Becoming the NTR Heroine Myself
"I'm so sorry... I can't be with anyone but him anymore..."
"No, no way... Aki, that's a lie, right?! Tell me it's a lie! Weren't we supposed to be lovers?!"
Rain pours relentlessly, and a lone man stands without an umbrella, sobbing in anguish.
He’s probably a high schooler, his uniform soaked through with rainwater and mud, a pitiful sight that stirs sympathy in anyone who sees him.
At the end of his gaze stands a girl, her face a tangled mix of guilt and dazed ecstasy, wrapped in the arms of a handsome man with a mocking smirk.
"Come on, man, when are you gonna face reality? Me or you—who’s the better man? Still don’t get it?"
"Agh, no... no, don’t go, Aki..."
The drenched man, his face a mess of tears and rain, reaches out to his lover—no, his former lover—but she lowers her eyes and delivers the cruelest goodbye.
"I’m really sorry... Farewell, Hiro-kun."
"Well, that’s that. Stop messing with my Aki, alright? C’mon, let’s go, babe."
"Y-Yeah... ♥"
The girl, cheeks flushed red, clings to the man under a single umbrella as they walk away together.
"Ah... ahh... AAAAAHHHH!"
From the man’s throat erupts a sound like his sanity’s unraveling, a primal wail of despair. It soon morphs into a bloodcurdling scream.
"UWAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"...?"
"What’s wrong?"
The girl glances at the man as he suddenly stops.
He seems to be staring at the crumpled, sobbing figure of her former lover.
"Nah, it’s nothing. C’mon, you’re getting wet—scoot closer."
"Eek! ♥ Hey, if you hold me that tight, I can’t walk right! ♥"
The girl, caught up in a haze of lustful heat, doesn’t notice.
His eyes aren’t on her.
They’re fixed on the man, broken and weeping pathetically.
And in those eyes burns a dark, sticky passion.
"...Heh."
The man sends her home, then starts walking toward his own place.
"Well, then..."
He rummages through his uniform pocket, pulling out a pair of earphones—a pricey pair he splurged on with his part-time job savings. He’s picky about sound quality, after all.
He plugs them into his smartphone.
"...C’mon, hurry up, hurry..."
His fingers move frantically, almost trembling with anticipation.
It’s not a game app or a video site he opens.
【Voice Recorder】
【Play】
“I’m so sorry... I can’t be with anyone but him anymore...”
“No, no way... Aki, that’s a lie, right?! Tell me it’s a lie! Weren’t we supposed to be lovers?!”
【Fast Forward】
“Agh, no... no, don’t go, Aki...”
【Fast Forward】
“—I’m really sorry... Farewell, Hiro-kun.”
【Fast Forward】
“Ah... ahh... AAAAAHHHH!”
“UWAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
【Rewind】
“UWAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
【Rewind】
“UWAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
As he listens to the recording, the man’s handsome face twists into a wet, grotesque grin, practically oozing with sick delight.
"...Ohhh, the sound of a brain breaking is just divine..."
He’s a depraved piece of human garbage, a man with a shattered moral compass.
To top it off, he harbors a perverse fantasy of being feminized, of being the pure lover stolen away by a homewrecker. A fetish so deep it’s practically a sickness.
Since he couldn’t fulfill that desire in a man’s body, he’s taken to destroying every couple around him, shattering the men’s minds to quench his unfulfilled thirst. A shameless, disgusting pervert.
"Hiro-kun’s wails are chef’s kiss! And Aki-chan’s bitchy moves? Oscar-worthy, baby!"
The worst part? He doesn’t even bear any real malice toward the couples he ruins.
If anything, he’s grateful to them for giving him such spectacular brain-breaking scenes. He’d probably pay them if they asked.
To put it mildly, the world’s collective happiness would probably skyrocket if he just dropped dead.
"—Huh?"
And maybe the world’s prayers reached the heavens.
Or maybe his phone-while-walking habit pissed off some strict traffic god.
Because the last thing he sees is a truck barreling toward him at full speed, ignoring a red light.
＊
But if there’s a god out there smiting evil, there’s bound to be a devil keeping it alive.
He should’ve been dragged hundreds of meters by that truck, reduced to a modern art smear on the pavement. Yet somehow, he wakes up as a baby. Wahhh.
Wriggling his barely-settled neck, he checks his crotch. The rod that was there in his past life? Gone.
It seems he’s been reborn as a girl.
She thanks whatever god is listening.
The chance to fulfill her impossible dream from her past life has been granted.
The dream of being in a pure, loving relationship, only to be stolen away by a sleazy homewrecker!
In her past life, she was stuck playing the homewrecker, but now, as a woman, she can star as the NTR heroine! Hell yeah, this is the stuff!
Like a rookie actor landing the lead in a Hollywood blockbuster, the world’s most depraved baby’s fighting spirit blazes darker than the abyss.
Even the devil’s probably tilting its head, muttering, “Maybe I shouldn’t have let this one reincarnate...”
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