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 4.2
Chapter 4.2: Brought to Her Room
I really should talk it out with Otaku-kun and the three of us settle this somehow.
Even if he punches me or kills me, whatever, but continuing like this is bad.
But I also don’t have any confidence that my reason can hold out. No, seriously pathetic. I’m the absolute worst.
While those thoughts kept spinning endlessly in my head, we somehow arrived in front of her house.
It was a normal single-family home.
The house next door had “Otaku” written on the nameplate, so it’s almost definitely Otaku-kun’s place.
Childhood friends living right next door to each other… that’s straight out of a manga, I thought while standing there frozen, until
“Please come in, don’t hold back.”
She urged me and I stepped into the entrance.
“My room is on the second floor. I’ll go make some tea in the living room, so please wait in my room first.”
“O-okay.”
While I was hesitating about taking my shoes off, she already headed toward the living room.
Left alone, I just went with the flow and ran up the stairs.
For real? I actually came to her house? This is seriously bad.
When I reached the top, the door right in front had a plate that said “Aoi.”
“Here, huh.”
Probably her room.
I swallowed hard, put my hand on the doorknob, and cautiously opened the door.
“Uoh?”
What jumped into my eyes was a super girly pastel-colored room.
Normal furniture was arranged—bed, study desk, bookshelf, the usual.
“……………”
Uh? What do I do now?
I couldn’t move from the entrance.
Sitting on her bed without permission feels rude, but sitting at the study desk chair also feels kinda bossy.
Should I just sit on the floor? Or maybe stay standing?
First time in a girl’s room so I seriously have no idea. What’s the correct move here?
No, if we’re talking correct or incorrect, coming to her house in the first place is already completely wrong. Like, massive fail as a human being. What the hell do I do?
Guess I just stand like a statue in the middle of the room? But that might feel intimidating, and anyway I’m—
“――Why are you in my big sister’s room?”
Suddenly a voice rang out from behind me.
An incredibly sharp voice came from right behind me while I was stuck frozen in front of the room. When I turned around, there she was.
Wrapped in a dark aura like she was blaming me, she spoke in a flat tone.
“My room is this way.”
“Uoh?”
While I stood there stunned, she grabbed my arm and pulled me forcefully.
Huh? What’s going on? I seriously can’t keep up. Wait? What? What’s happening?
Why am I being taken to the room with “Yui” written on it?
Why am I being sat on the bed?
Huh? Why am I looking up at the ceiling?
Wait—she’s straddling me? I seriously can’t move at all?
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
“……………………”
Before I knew it, she had pushed me down.
Looking down at me, her eyes had no highlight. Staring into those abyss-like deep pupils that seemed to suck me in, I desperately squeezed out words.
“Uoh?”
“Did you think I was my big sister? Were you mistaking me for my big sister?”
W-what are you saying? Big sister? Mistake?
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Even while I was confused, she didn’t stop. She put her hands on my shirt and slowly unbuttoned it one by one.
“It’s always like this. Everyone always mistakes me for my big sister. And every time… they get disappointed… they compare me to her… I hated it. That’s why I stopped going to school… I thought I’d spend time in a place where my big sister isn’t.”
“……………”
“I thought Nedori-san was actually looking at me, not my big sister…”
Her expression darkened more and more.
Her eyes lost color, her face crumpled, a mix of anger, resentment, and jealousy all tangled together as she kept taking my clothes off.
And that’s when I finally realized.
――She isn’t Futaba Aoi. She’s her little sister.
“Yui?”
I called out the name that was written on the door.
Come to think of it, I never once called her by name. Even after talking so much.
“I’m such a fucking idiot.”
No way. This is beyond the lowest of the low.
Futaba Aoi has a little sister, and the girl in front of me is that little sister, and I seriously fell for her—fell hard for Futaba Yui.
And yet I never even noticed she was Yui. I’m genuinely an idiot.
If she kills me right here I wouldn’t even complain.
But instead of killing me, she kept undressing me. My upper body was bare, and now her hands went to my belt.
“Nedori-kun likes my big sister, right? I get it. I’m just a replacement for her.”
“No, that’s not it!”
“It is. Everyone was the same.”
“That’s not true! I’m not into Futaba Aoi, it’s you that I—”
“But you thought I was my big sister, didn’t you? That’s why you went into her room, right? Sorry, it’s fine now.”
No, that’s not it.
“I—”
“Sorry. Even though I know, I can’t hold back these feelings anymore. It’s the first time I’ve fallen in love with someone, and I got my hopes up.”
She pulled my pants down, and now the only thing hiding me was my boxers.
Then she started taking off her own uniform.
Her white, soft limbs were exposed, and I was hit with an unstoppable rush of emotions.
“…………”
I had no idea what was about to happen to me.
But I had no right to resist.






































I don’t know why she’s complaining. It’s her fault for not introducing herself. And based on what she said, she’s constantly having problems with being mistaken for her sister. So that’s on her for not telling him. Also MC’s fault for not introducing himself either.
Honestly, why do light novels and mangas enjoy miscommunication or lack of communication? It’s annoying. And it’s a cheap form of drama.
Also, this is pseudo-grape situation. Of dubious mutual consent. Yui is definitely menhera. I greatly dislike this type.
Lmfaoooo