Believing She Has Been Reincarnated into a Baseball Game, My Little Sister Is Aiming for the Koshien, While I Give It My All to Keep Her from Finding out That It’s Actually an Ntr Game - Chapter 37

I was livid, running, a decision made in my heart.

“I’m gonna kill that dense, idiotic protagonist!”

Summarizing the tear-filled press conference of Sakura Miyakotona, it appears that Nomo has fallen for Riko. How simple. How criminally simple. It’s a crime worthy of the most severe punishment worldwide.

How could Nomo, who should be the NTR protagonist cuckolded by his childhood friend, the sister-type heroine Sakura Miyakotona, fall for Riko, who shouldn’t even exist in this game? — That’s a question for later.

First and foremost, I must beat the crap out of this damned protagonist who dared to lust after my Riko. We’ll talk after that.

“Nomo!”

I stormed into the training room, but Nomo wasn’t there. Grabbing Kaneko, who had inexplicably collapsed, by the collar, I learned that he had headed to the bullpen wanting to test his pitching form after pumping up his lats. A criminal, yet speaking so convincingly. I’ll kill him.

As a thank you for the information, I assigned Kaneko five sets of squats and ran towards the modest bullpen — only to slam on the brakes.

“Huh? What’s going on, Captain?”

Instead of the bullpen, Nomo was standing on the pitcher’s mound at the center of the baseball diamond, gripping a towel in his right hand, apparently shadow pitching.

Huh? Right hand?

No, that doesn’t matter. Seriously, it doesn’t matter.

“Nomo, you bastard. I hear you’re aiming for Riko. Do you even realize what it means to go after the girl I love like a sister…?”

I marched up to the mound, grabbed Nomo by the collar, and yanked him close.

He’s bulked up but still lighter than me. Despite standing higher up on the mound, he’s still much smaller than me. A cuckold protagonist, but alas, he’s got a bigger… I cried.

“Sister? Oh, I see that’s how you think of her. I do like Riko, yes. She’s an angel.”

“You understand very well, then. I’ll kill you.”

Despite the serious murderous intent I showed, Nomo remained cool, slipping away from my grip with a light move, then stood at the plate again and swung his right arm beautifully.

…Strange. I was sure I had grabbed him firmly. What is this guy, trained in self-defense?

And this strength in his right arm swing… It’s not that of a technician; it’s powerful. Exactly like mine.

“Rest assured, Captain. I indeed love Riko, but it’s like worshiping an angel. I have no intention of approaching her as a romantic interest.”

“…Really?”

I asked, though his attitude and expression, so casual and forthright, made it clear he was telling the truth.

…As I pondered, I realized the odd feeling hitting me.

“Ahaha, of course. Would I distract myself with love? I don’t have time for that; I’m definitely going to Koshien. It’s unthinkable for me not to be on that stage.”

The moon tonight was hidden behind thick clouds.

“Ah, don’t get me wrong, okay? I have no intention of criticizing your relationship with Maika-senpai. On the contrary, I think it’s wonderful. As expected of you and Maika-senpai.”

In this rural school, the only reliable things were the few shabby streetlights around and the faint light leaking from the training room hundreds of meters away.

“A captain and ace striving for Koshien with a dedicated heroine like Maika-senpai, isn’t that an ideal scenario?”

Yet,

“But Riko is different. A being like her should be the goddess for all high school baseball players aiming for Koshien nationwide. She shouldn’t belong to anyone in particular. It’s the first time in my life I’ve seen such an angelic smile.”

For some reason, only Nomo’s figure, staring into the distance, was vividly visible to me.

“Nomo… What are you saying? What are you looking at? I have no idea what you’re trying to say.”

“Ahaha, sorry. Well, simply put, any player who tries to make Riko his girlfriend is not worthy of Koshien. It’s a blasphemy against high school baseball.”

“I see. I understand what you’re saying very well. Such people don’t deserve to live. It’s a blasphemy against the world.”

“Exactly, Captain. I’ve thought you were different since I first met you. Captain, you hate Shohei Otani, don’t you?”

“Yeah, after seeing Riko say he’s somewhat cool, I thought about draining his bank account. I gave up though, because that’s not possible.”

Someone managed to do it though. Not giving up is important. His achievements should be in textbooks.

“Me too. Captain, I hate Nomo Hideo, Ichiro Suzuki, Shohei Otani, leukemia, and especially high school baseball gambling. And also COVID and wars. What I do love are Kazuhiro Kiyohara, Daisuke Matsuzaka, Yuuki Saitou, and above all, Riko. And also boiled eggs and white rice.”

Good for you, Ihei. At least you didn’t gamble on baseball.

But, huh? Did he just say something odd?

“Huh? You hate Nomo even though you are Nomo? That’s sad.”

“Well, yeah. I don’t really understand my own name. It’s probably just a coincidence. Doesn’t mean anything, I guess.”

No, the scenario writer probably took it from Nomo. And Yogi probably comes from Yogi Berra. Why is the main homewrecker named Yamada, and such a legendary Yankee catcher’s name given to such a mob role? It’s cursed.

“Well, anyway, I understand you’re not targeting Riko. Sorry for interrupting your practice.”

I should tell Sakura Miyakotona that.

And with that, our misunderstanding ends here.

But since I’ve seen it, I must ask.

“Nomo, what’s with that arm swing? We haven’t heard about you being able to pitch with your right.”

I couldn’t help but sound angry.

Of course, if he can pitch, that’s welcome. Extremely welcome. But keeping it a secret from the team feels like a betrayal.

“Well, let’s leave that for now. I was rehabbing a bit because I hurt my elbow.”

And yet, Nomo shrugged casually.

“Huh? If that’s the case—”

“Riko.”

“Ah!?”

“You should think more seriously about Riko than me, Captain.”

Clearly, he was diverting the topic, but having heard this, I couldn’t just ignore it.

“Why do I have to be told that by you? Are you saying I neglect Riko?”

“I wouldn’t say neglect, but there are things you’re not seeing. You’re so focused on Maika-senpai that you don’t notice Riko’s devotion. Take this training camp, for example.”

“Training camp? What are you talking about? The student council forced this camp on the baseball team, didn’t they?”

“Yes. And wasn’t Riko part of the student council executive committee that pushed for it?”

“…What?”

“…You didn’t know?”

Nomo continued with a wry smile.

“Riko joined the student council as treasurer to support you and the baseball team. ‘I’ll boost our defensive skills and help niisan’s road to Koshien!’ she said, her eyes sparkling.”

“Ah, I see. I didn’t know that. Riko must’ve kept it secret, wanting to support me quietly. How noble. How cute.”

So, Riko joined the student council. Treasurer, huh? It suits her, so earnest and intelligent. Unlike Ihei, I can trust her not to do something shady with the money, though it seems she’s already favoring certain expenses. But that’s cute in its own way. She’s an angel.

As I thought this, my heart was pounding wildly, my knees shaking as I tried to maintain composure, drenched in cold sweat.

“Student council.”

Just the word made me tremble uncontrollably. I’ve used the term often enough, even threatened the student council president before, but it’s different when my dear sister is involved.

Because originally, the reason I could even threaten the student council president’s girlfriend—

This world is an NTR game.

With Golden Week past, the scenario “Live! Powerful Senpai Baseball Club and My Older Childhood Friend Female Manager… Promised to Take Me to Koshien…!” was supposed to vanish without being realized.

But even if that were true, it doesn’t mean this world stops being an NTR game. I know there’s more to this scenario as an NTR game.

Right now, this world must be entering a new phase, evolving unbeknownst to me, into the next sequel.

That means, this world is now,

“My Noble Female Student Council President Forced Me into the Student Council and Was Violated by the Perverted Principal… We Promised to Change the School Together…!”

“Uh, did you just say something?”

Nomo might be feigning deafness here, but unfortunately, he’s no longer the protagonist. His era is over.

Sharing a world with “Powerful Koshien,” the latest title of the same brand—”My Noble Female Student Council President Forced Me into the Student Council and Was Violated by the Perverted Principal… We Promised to Change the School Together…!” features all beautiful girl student council members, each becoming the playthings of a perverted principal in an NTR elimination game.

The climax involves a secret party where perverts gather, and the student council members are utterly ravaged by perverted old men. The protagonist, who serves as the secretary, is tasked with documenting the scenes, taking pictures of the student council members being ruined. I saw it in the sample CG on the official website—there’s no doubt about it.

Yes, no doubt at all.

But here’s the thing: I only checked the official site. I only looked at the sample CGs.

I never played the game. I never even checked the names of the four—or was it five—NTR heroines. I didn’t bother memorizing any character names because I don’t usually play for the story.

So even if one of the characters was named “Riko,” I would’ve had no way of knowing, because I didn’t actually play the game.

But Maika, she told me. That day, behind the bullpen when we kissed, she said, “It’s all coming true. The promise us three siblings made at Koshien, every bit of it.”

I thought about it behind that bullpen where we confessed our feelings to each other. I thought that Riko, the only one who wasn’t originally in this game, had reincarnated here to fulfill that promise.

But I was completely wrong.

Yeah, I was totally wrong. I might have said something romantic at the time, but I was off. Way off.

Riko, just like me and Maika, had simply reincarnated into this game as the main character. Her mind and body had fully swapped into the original Riko character of the game.

Of course, there were still some questions.

It’s common in popular NTR and gal game brands to connect their works across different titles. For instance, having the younger sister of Yamada Kyugo—the main antagonist of the previous title—become a side heroine in the new NTR game would be a pretty clever setup. But Yamada Kyugo was supposed to be an only child.

Was it just my memory failing me? Or maybe the developers thought, “Hey, what if one of the side heroines was the younger sister of the villain from the last game? The theory crafters would have a field day. What’s that? He was supposed to be an only child? Eh, who cares. No one plays NTR games for the deep lore.”

But whatever the case, that’s irrelevant now.

There’s a much more pressing reality to face.

Because—because—my beloved little sister…

Riko…

She’s one of the side heroines in this NTR game, a game where the noble, beautiful student council president forces a regular guy like me into the student council, and I end up dealing with all sorts of sexy, goofy trouble from the unique girls. It’s the usual rom-com setup—me trying to handle their antics, making witty comebacks, and solving their secret issues while they blush and maybe, just maybe, start to fall for me. All normal, right? Except…

The perverted principal NTRs the entire student council, including Riko, turning them into his personal playthings.

Nooo…