I Got Reincarnated as the Scummy Dude Who Sends NTR Video Letters to Otaku Guys in Erotic Manga, But When I Tried to Steal His Girlfriend, I Accidentally Hooked Up with Her Twin Sister Instead - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Otaku-kun, You Watchin’?

Uweeei, Otaku-kun, you watchin’?

Y’know, thinking back, me and Otaku-kun got close super quick after we met, huh.

We just happened to sit next to each other, and we had the same hobbies too? Like, total comrades. I seriously thought it was fate. Even now I feel like I met my best buddy.

Otaku-kun barely talked in class, y’know? I was always the one starting conversations. Was that annoying or anything?

I’m kinda worried about it sometimes. Like, am I bugging him by talking too much? Am I messing up his alone time?

But nah, I didn’t mean it like that.

I just wanted to chat with Otaku-kun. Talking to him is fun, y’know.

Sorry, got kinda sappy there. Not really my style, right? I’m supposed to be the scummy dude, after all.

But I just wanted to say thanks, that’s all. This is my way of saying it.

Otaku-kun, thanks for everything, man.

Anyway, that was the intro—now for the real thing. I got one favor to ask.

Otaku-kun, help me!

I’m actually locked up right now! Please! Otaku-kun!

Get me outta this room! I’m begging you! Seriously, please!

Huh? Why am I locked up?

I’ll explain that now, so just hear me out slow, okay.

It happened exactly one month ago.

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In love-comedy manga, the classic setup is the class madonna messing with the otaku guy.

The plain, boring protagonist gets approached by the girl who’s supposed to be the class beauty.

Why’s a popular girl like her talking to me? That kinda thing. Low-key the best.

As someone who was a total love-comedy otaku in my past life, it was the ultimate moe situation.

And right now, that exact classic love-comedy scene was happening in front of me.

“Takuya, wanna walk home together?”

“Huh? Me?”

“There’s only one Takuya in this class, duh.”

“But Aoi, don’t you have club today…?”

“It’s fine. Tennis club’s off today. I wanna walk home with Takuya for once~”

The one sweating and looking all flustered is Otaku-kun.

Nah, I’m not calling him by a nickname— that’s his actual name.

— Otaku Takuya.

Average face. Average height. Average hair. Average grades.

Totally average in every way, barely has friends, but if there’s one thing not average about him, it’s that he has a super popular childhood friend.

And the one leaning over Otaku-kun’s desk with a bright, cheerful smile is that childhood friend.

— Futaba Aoi.

Black hair, black eyes, bob cut, big eyes, perfect nose, and a smile that lights up the whole room.

She’s the center of the class, called the top beauty in our year. Anyone walking down the street would turn their head at least once.

No exaggeration— she’s that pretty. While drawing everyone’s eyes, she was totally hitting on Otaku-kun.

“Seriously, is it okay if it’s me?”

“Ugh, I said I wanna walk home with Takuya. Don’t make me say it again.”

“But…”

“Come on, stop denying it right away. Childhood friends walking home together is normal, right?”

She teases him with a smile while closing in with that special childhood-friend closeness. Total lovestruck girl mode.

So yeah, our second-year class 1 classroom turned into a straight-up love-comedy manga setting.

But this ain’t some shiny, wholesome world.

It’s more like a classic ero-manga world.

Why? ‘Cause I’m the one who’s gonna wreck their relationship.

— Nedori Ren.

That’s my name. Blonde hair, piercings, tall. Total scummy dude look, and I act like the loud class clown.

My name already screams main dick character, right?

Nedori? That’s basically “steal her away.” Sounds exactly like the scummy dude who cucks the protagonist’s girl.

And Otaku-kun’s name is literally Otaku. Super lazy naming straight out of ero-manga.

What the hell is this world?

Honestly, I’ve only been reincarnated here for a little over a year, so I can’t say for sure.

But I’m pretty damn sure I got reincarnated as the “scummy dude who steals Otaku-kun’s girlfriend” in an ero-manga.

Like, seriously, what the fuck?

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So, I reincarnated as the stealing guy about a year ago, back in third year of middle school. Right around New Year’s.

“Whoa?”

I was freaked out at first, obviously.

‘Cause reincarnation, dude. And not as the protagonist or a mob— as this full-on scummy dude type.

Nah, I hated it. If you’re gonna reincarnate me in the real world, make me a normal mob, please. This genre is way too niche.

Why’d it have to be the “Uweeei, Otaku-kun, you watchin’?” type who bullies the otaku guy? Spare me.

At first I was all anxious, but honestly, that didn’t last long.

“Oi, Nedori, heard teachers been cracking down around here lately. Let’s mess with ’em.”

“Can’t forgive that shit. Make ’em pay for messing with our turf!”

“Gonna smash every school rule!”

“Whoa?”

Turns out I’d been living as a scummy dude already, and everyone around me was straight-up yankii. Worst social circle ever.

Scary as hell, like seriously, what do I do?

Look, deep down I’m an otaku.

I wanted to quit being a scummy dude and just live as a normal mob.

But if I dyed my hair black and put on glasses, I’d get bullied for sure.

Those yankii wouldn’t stay quiet. No way. Getting bullied right after reincarnation? Hard pass.

So I decided to keep acting like a scummy dude.

Lucky for me, I’d seen tons of them in anime and manga.

I just copied that scummy dude behavior.

Look, I’m actually a hard worker.

“Nedori. You been following school rules too much lately, huh?”

“Whoa?”

“Stopped low pants, stopped waxing your hair, showing up to class. That’s getting cocky, ain’t it?”

“Whoa? But I got blonde hair and piercings.”

“Look don’t matter. Breaking rules is our code, right!”

“Whoa? Breaking rules as a code? That’s not even a rule anymore.”

“Shut up with the excuses! Gonna make you break ’em!”

But yankii are scary, man. No way, seriously impossible. Logic doesn’t work on them.

Y’know how Inukai Tsuyoshi tried “let’s talk” during the May 15 Incident and got shot dead with “no questions”? Same shit.

So I decided to go to a prep school. It was right around high school entrance exam time. Barely made it.

Honestly, my grades back then probably screamed dropout.

But look, I’m a total elitist when it comes to school.

In my past life I used to shit on F-rank universities. Deviation-value supremacist.

Meaning I could actually study.

So from January I crammed like crazy and got into this school. One month to prep school? Easy.

‘Cause I was a college student in my past life, duh.

And here we are. After getting into prep school, I kept up the scummy dude act while holding top grades in my year and having fun days.

Finished first year of high school without drama, then during class shuffle, I met them.

—The love-comedy manga’s protagonist and heroine.

And yeah, this is definitely ero-manga, I realized recently.

Class shuffle was recent, but seeing that lovey-dovey stuff every day really hammers home my position.

“Shall we go?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh right! There’s a new pancake place by the station lately~”

“Really?”

“Wanna gooo! I wanna go with Ta-ku-ya~!”

“Haa… fine. But don’t beg too much, okay?”

“Hehe, it’s fine, it’s fine!”

See? Hearing hot convos like this every day makes you wanna push ’em toward happiness.

No way I’m thinking about stealing her. Not even a little.

If anything, I’m out here cheering for Otaku-kun’s ship.

Even if I reincarnated as the scummy dude who steals Otaku-kun’s girlfriend, as long as I live quietly, the ero-manga plot shouldn’t happen.

If I do nothing, nothing happens.

Worst case, if something does go down, I can just skip school forever.

School love-comedy stuff usually fixes itself if you ditch. There’s even a shut-in in our class.

I thought that while staring at the empty seat.

“Mmph…”

“Nn…”

“Nedori-kun…! Nn…”

But a few hours later I’d end up stealing her—I had no idea back then.