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 16

Chapter 16: Otaku-kun, Help Me

――Day four of being locked up.

That day, Yui wasn’t around.

Apparently she had some family stuff to deal with, so she got dragged back home whether she liked it or not.

“Uo? Wait, if Yui’s not here then I’m just straight-up being a shut-in, huh?”

The basic fact is, this house is my place. I live alone.

So from the outside it probably just looks like the homeowner’s lazing around on the bed doing nothing.

If the cops saw this they’d definitely arrest me, no question.

“Like, I’m bored as hell, right?”

Luckily the handcuffs were off.

Just my left ankle chained up making that jingly-jangly noise. I could feed myself, and I could even change my own diaper whenever I wanted.

Human dignity? Yeah, I’d pretty much gotten it back.

“For real though?”

Still, that didn’t change the fact that I had literally nothing to do.

My phone was way out of reach, my head was wrapped in aluminum foil, no way to contact the outside world.

Of course there wasn’t any manga, light novels, or anything fun like that either.

The bookshelf was all the way at the far end of the room. Yui had clearly done it on purpose—removed every single form of entertainment.

Maybe this was just another kind of torture.

“Ueeei, Otaku-kun, you watching—?”

So at this point the only way I had left to kill time was talking to Otaku-kun like he could actually hear me.

“I still remember the first time we went to Akihabara together, y’know. The second I showed up you started crying, dude. Like, you were so overwhelmed ’cause it was the first time nobody ditched our plans last minute. I was kinda like… whoa, that’s intense. Straight-up put off, y’know? But c’mon, there’s no way I’d ever ditch plans with you. That’d be the lowest thing a person could do. Total friend-fail. Real bros show up when it counts! So yeah, cutting to the chase—can you come save me? Right now’s the perfect chance! Like, the absolute best shot ever. C’mon, please! I’m begging you for life—uoh?”

Right in the middle of me rambling, the doorbell went *ping-pong*.

Delivery? Did I order something?

I wondered while peeking toward the intercom.

But the angle sucked so I couldn’t see who it was.

For a split second I actually got my hopes up thinking maybe Otaku-kun had come to rescue me.

“Uo?”

Then the chime rang again.

Should I just yell? If I scream loud enough maybe whoever’s out there notices something’s wrong?

But the building’s got auto-lock, so my voice probably wouldn’t reach anyway.

Plus I’ve already learned from the last few days how insanely good the soundproofing is in this room. I mean, I’ve been screaming my head off, whips cracking, chains rattling like crazy, and nothing.

No neighbor complaints at all, so yeah, zero sound leaks outside.

Which means screaming right now had basically zero chance of getting me rescued.

“Ueeei, Otaku-kun, you watching—?”

In the end I just ignored the visitor and kept doing my one-sided talk-to-Otaku-kun routine.

“Otaku-kun, you a huge masochist or what? Feels like you give off those vibes, y’know. Me? Nah, I’m a scummy dude so obviously I’m a sadist. No way I’m a maso, period.”

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[Side: Otaku Takuya]

I know it’s wrong. I know it’s creepy as hell, even I think I’m gross for doing this.

But I just couldn’t stop worrying about Nedori-kun. So I ended up coming all the way to his apartment.

“Sorry… this is so messed up…”

Nedori-kun lives in a 1K apartment.

Brand-new building, only finished this year, security’s tight.

Auto-lock means I can’t go past the entrance, but at least I can check if he’s home.

“……………………”

So I stepped into the entrance hall and nervously decided to try.

I’d only been here once before, so I checked our old messages for his room number, then punched it into the intercom.

*Ping-pong*. The chime rang. I stood right in front of the camera and waited, staring.

“……………………”

Everything was dead quiet.

Just to be sure I pressed the call button again.

“…No good, huh.”

Maybe he’s really out. Or maybe he’s pretending not to be home.

If it’s the second one, that’d hurt a lot… but either way I can’t push any further.

“Nedori-kun… you okay?”

I let out a sigh and pulled my hand away from the intercom.

Right when I turned to leave—

“What are you doing there?”

A sharp voice stabbed into my back. The kind of ice-cold tone that makes your spine freeze.

I turned around and… it wasn’t Aoi. It was Yui.

Futaba Yui. Aoi’s little sister. My childhood friend too.

Why the hell was she here?

Yui was carrying shopping bags and had just walked into the entrance.

I glanced over—refill shampoo, vegetables, regular groceries.

No way that wasn’t stuff for living here.

But Yui doesn’t live alone. She’s still supposed to be living at home with Aoi.

—Something’s off.

The second I started looking suspicious, she clearly got annoyed.

“You’re in the way. Why don’t you hurry up and go home and flirt with big sister already?”

She threw the sarcasm right at me. Glaring hard, acting like I was some total stranger she had to watch out for.

We’re childhood friends, y’know…?

Well, okay, things with Yui have never been great.

Whenever I talked to Aoi back then she’d jump in and attack me or give me death stares.

It’s not as bad now, but man, it used to scare the crap outta me.

“Move. Go home.”

Yeah… nope, still scary. Like, shaking-level scary.

I forced a bitter smile and started to leave.

Right as I was about to step through the auto-door—

“Wait. Don’t tell big sister about today. Otherwise…”

Yui didn’t finish the sentence. But I could guess.

I knew it was a threat. And I knew she’d do whatever it takes.

I’ve known that since forever.

So I just gave a small nod and basically ran out of there.

“…Wait, didn’t he say he got a girlfriend recently?”

Once I was out of the entrance I started walking home.

And then it suddenly hit me.

Nedori-kun said he got a girlfriend lately.

And now Yui’s at Nedori-kun’s apartment.

No clue if those two things connect, but it didn’t feel like pure coincidence either.

If Nedori-kun’s going out with Yui…

Just thinking about it made my stomach twist with worry.

“What’s he doing right now…?”

Please just be okay.

But all I could do was pray.

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“Uo? Yui’s back?”

Evening came and the front door opened.

Yui had stopped by the supermarket—she came back carrying shopping bags in both hands, but…

“Uo?”

Something felt weird about her.

“Nedori-kun, did anyone come to the house today?”

“Nah… but the doorbell did ring. Delivery or some salesman, no idea.”

“I see. Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Something happened?”

“No. It’s nothing. …Guess we should probably start making this official soon.”

Yui was muttering under her breath. She kinda looked… panicked, maybe?

No clue what went down.

But at the very least I could tell my chastity was in serious danger.

‘Cause Yui was staring at me with these wild, predatory eyes.

Tonight was gonna be an all-nighter for sure. Good thing I took that nap earlier.

“Uooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

After that I ended up screaming loud enough to bother the whole neighborhood.

While flashing back through Otaku-kun’s face like my life was passing before my eyes.