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 9: I’ve Got No Choice But to Keep Him Locked Up

[Side: Futaba Yui]

After a whole bunch of ups and downs, I ended up dating Nedori-kun.

Honestly, it felt like a dream.
I never imagined he actually liked me. And I sure as hell didn’t think he’d be the one to confess to me.

So when I first heard it, I couldn’t believe it at all, and even now I’m still kinda suspicious about the whole thing.
We threw all our feelings at each other, talked it out, and became one in body and soul. I gave him everything.

“Uuuu…”

Every single time I really realize that’s what happened, my cheeks burn up so bad I feel like I’m gonna writhe around.

Today I went over to his house again. I totally showed up uninvited. And we even ended up cooking together.

While my mind kept drifting back to those memories from just a few hours ago, I was in my room kicking my legs like crazy on the bed, feeling my whole body heating up.

——Ahh, yeah… I really am happy.

If it’s him, he looks at me instead of big sister. He pulls me away from this painful reality. He shares this dream-like time with me.

That’s why I seriously can’t live without him anymore.
A life without him? I can’t even imagine it.
I don’t need anything like that.

That’s how happy every single day has been. But at the same time, there was this intense craving.

——I wanna know more about him.

From the day he was born all the way to right now, I wanted to know every single thing about him.
Not knowing some piece of information made me so anxious. I wanted to own his past, his future, everything.

I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know.

But he almost never talked about his past.
No matter how much I asked, he’d just dodge it with some half-assed excuse.

Maybe he doesn’t have a very good past. Maybe he regrets some of the stuff he did back then.

Even so, I still wanted to know everything.
So I decided to look into it myself. I gathered info about his old middle school and elementary school, asked around, did my own little investigation.

Especially those yankees who tried hitting on me—they apparently knew him from before. So I forced them into a park and threatened them until they spilled.

“Hyiiiiii! Come on, just let us go already! I don’t know anything else about Nedori, I swear!”

“That’s gotta be way past breaking school rules, right?”

“Yeah, exactly. So please just put the knife away already.”

“There’s still more, right? Even the tiniest little thing is fine, so please tell me anything about Nedori-kun.”

“Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…”

“As you can see, I’m a shut-in. I hit rock bottom and gave up on everything forever ago. So believe me—I’m dead serious. I might actually hurt you guys for real.”

“Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii… Somebody help meeeeeeeeeee…”

What came out of that was that the old him and the current him were completely different.

The old him really was a yankee, just like his appearance. Always skipping class to hang out and mess around.
Breaking school rules left and right, constantly causing headaches for the teachers, apparently.

But at some point during his third year of middle school, he suddenly changed.
Started actually showing up to class, got great scores on tests, and got into a really tough high school.

…That’s weird. It was like he turned into a totally different person.

Our school isn’t the kind you can get into after just three months of studying.

It’s the number-one prep school in the city, the kind that sends a few kids to Tokyo University every year. No way a guy who’d been a full-time delinquent the whole time could pass that.

…Weird. It’s just too weird.

If someone straight-up told me he was a different person, I’d probably believe that more easily. Like one day his entire personality got swapped out.

Something like that can’t happen in real life, but… it just clicked. Yeah, he really was someone else.

And right there, a new question popped up.

——Then who did I fall in love with? Who is he?

I couldn’t figure that part out no matter what. No… I didn’t even need to understand it. I just wanted to know.

Who is he? Who is he? Who?

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——Yeah. I’ll just lock him up.

That seemed like the best idea.

I could figure out who he really was after I had him locked up.

If he turned out not to be the person I loved most, I’d kill him and then kill myself. But if this current him really was the one who saved me, then I wanted to make things official with him—you know, go all the way.

Either way, locking him up was already decided. No turning back.

Besides, at this point I didn’t really care anymore.

As long as it was this current him who took me away from everything, I didn’t give a damn if he was someone else or the real deal.

“Nedori-kun… I’m sorry. I seriously can’t live without you.”

And just like that, I made up my mind to keep him locked up.