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 21

Chapter 21: Total Shitshow

“Hey… what’s with this whip?”

“Ah…………”

Aoi’s eyes were fixed under the bed.

From my angle I couldn’t see it, but the tip of the whip was probably sticking out just enough to get spotted.

—Of all the things, the absolute last one I wanted found just got found.

I shot a desperate look at Yui, but her face was all twisted up like she’d bitten into something super bitter, and she just shook her head.

Looks like no rescue coming from her.

Yui’s so damn confident and pushy when it’s just the two of us, but the second her big sister shows up she turns into a total pushover. Like a borrowed cat or something.

Damn it. Guess I gotta handle this myself.

“Hey hey, what’s this? Why’s something like this even in the house? Depending on the reason, I might have to rethink you hanging out with Nedori-kun from now on.”

Looks like Aoi’s assuming I’m the one using the whip on Yui. She’s staring at Yui all worried and concerned.

Meanwhile she’s giving me this look like I’m literal trash.

This is some insane slander.

Gotta change the subject no matter what.

“Whoa whoa whoa, peeking under a high school guy’s bed is kinda rude, y’know?”

“That attitude’s exactly why I’m asking. So what were you using it for? Tell me.”

“You ever heard of privacy?”

“Just answer already.”

“It’s one of those guy secrets, alright? Right, Otaku-kun?”

“M-me?!”

If this kept going nowhere, I was gonna drag Otaku-kun into it to escape Aoi’s grilling. Sorry man, but as a fellow dude, take one for the team.

“You’ve got that kinda hobby too, right Otaku-kun?”

“N-no I don’t! I don’t have any weird fetishes like that!”

“Come on, every guy’s gotta dream about it at least once, right? Getting your ass smacked by a girl? You’re my comrade in this, no doubt.”

“No way! What do you even think I am?!”

“Well yeah, under Takuya’s bed there were some thin books with half-naked girls in ’em, but…”

“Aoi?! When the hell did you peek?!”

“……………………”

“Say something!”

Otaku-kun’s face went bright red as he yelled.

Yes—perfect. Dragging Otaku-kun in shifted Aoi’s focus over there.

Now if the whip topic could just die quietly and they’d leave peacefully, that’d be great.

…Wait, what the hell’s Yui doing? Why’s she suddenly peeking under my bed? We don’t have time for that right now.

“So yeah, I’m just a normal healthy high school guy. Sorry, but I’m not feeling great, so could you guys head out?”

When I said that, Otaku-kun dropped his eyes looking all guilty.

“Sorry, Nedori-kun. We barged in and bothered you, huh.”

“Today’s whatever, but normally you can come by anytime.”

“Yeah. Thanks. Really sorry for jumping to conclusions.”

“Conclusions?”

I tilted my head, and Otaku-kun glanced at Yui with a wry smile.

“I was totally convinced Yui had you locked up or something. My bad—it was completely my mistake.”

“…Y-yeah. Everyone screws up sometimes.”

“Exactly. Now that that’s cleared up, Otaku get out already. And you too, big sister.”

Yui said it in this ice-cold tone and started shooing them toward the door.

But Aoi wasn’t backing down that easy. She kept shooting suspicious looks at us.

“Wait. I can’t believe Yui’s just normally taking care of you. There’s definitely something weird going on here.”

“That’s baseless. Just leave.”

“For example… look. Inside the closet or whatever.”

“You can’t just open someone else’s closet without permission. Don’t you even have basic manners, big sister?”

“…Okay, isn’t your attitude toward your big sister a little too harsh?”

“Just go home already.”

Yui had calmed down and flipped fully into attack mode now.

Once she’s like this, nobody can stop her.

Even Aoi wasn’t gonna be able to stick around much longer.

“Fine. Just let me check one last thing!”

Aoi started looking around wildly, then zeroed in on one spot.

My bed.

Or more precisely… maybe me under the blanket.

Her gaze locked onto my feet—right where the chain was attached.

“It’s a wooden bed, but I can see something metallic down there~ What’s that?”

“……………………”

“Super suspicious. Mind if I take a quick look?”

She leaned in close, pressing the issue.

Compared to Yui it wasn’t as intense, but it had this annoying, prickly itch to it.

“*cough cough cough*… crap, feeling worse all of a sudden.”

“Faking sick won’t work. Your forehead smells like that cooling patch stuff.”

“Whoa?”

Yui’s plan just got busted.

“Just a tiny bit! Can you lift the blanket just a tiny bit?”

“No, that’s…”

“Why not? Hiding something embarrassing under there?”

“It’s not embarrassing exactly, it’s just… not something you should see.”

“Hmm…”

Aoi gave me this deadpan stare from point-blank range.

The situation was so dangerously bad that cold sweat wouldn’t stop pouring. But no way was I letting her lift that blanket.

Otaku-kun might be one thing, but Aoi seeing me buck naked… no way.

But life’s cruel like that.

Despite all my desperate pleading, Aoi reached for the blanket and—

“Wait! Big sister!”

“Ei!”

She yanked it off without another word.

“Uwoooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!”

In that instant, something was born right there in my room.

A genuine, certified pervert—buck naked except for a diaper, left ankle chained to the bed.

“Kyaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

The second Aoi’s eyes landed on that pervert, her eyes shot wide open and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Her high-pitched shriek echoed, mixing perfectly with my own freakout howl.

“Uwoooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!”

“Kyaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

Screams and howls bouncing off the walls. Two totally different sounds somehow weirdly harmonized into this bizarre duet.

It felt like a murder scene and a karaoke duet at the same time.

After blasting the neighborhood with that godawful noise, Aoi’s face turned beet red. She grabbed Yui’s hand and

“We’re leaving right now! Staying in a pervert’s house is gonna make us turn into perverts too!”

“Big sister, wait—it’s not like that! Nedori-kun was just being held captive by me—”

“We’ll talk about all of it—including that—at home! Come on, let’s go!”

“Wait—I don’t wanna go home… big sister! Stop dragging me!”

Yui got hauled off by Aoi. They disappeared out the door just like that.

“……………………”

And the ones left behind were me and Otaku-kun.

Our eyes met and we both just gave these awkward, bitter smiles without saying a word.

It was so painfully awkward neither of us knew what to even say.

Still, after five straight days of nonstop simulating this exact moment in my head, the words just came out on their own.

“Uweeei, Otaku-kun, you watchin’?”

Not how I’d planned to use it, but I was finally talking to the guy himself. That alone felt like enough.

“…Yeah, I’m watching. Right in front of me.”

“O-oh. Uh… help me out here?”

“Y-yeah…”

And just like that, the five-day captivity finally came to an end.

All thanks to Otaku-kun.