I Reincarnated as The NTR-ing Scum in an R-18 Doujin, But For Some Reason, The Erotic, Big-Breasted Heroine Keeps Coming on to Me~ - Chapter 20 - Inside the Room

Chapter 20 – Inside the Room

I can’t win against a crying girl. It seems like just because Himuro’s a gal doesn’t change that much.

“Blows! …Phew, I feel refreshed after crying my heart out.”

Himuro wiped her nose with a tissue. Her face was so bright it was hard to believe that she had been crying.

“Yes, yes. That’s good to hear.”

The location is the apartment where I live. In the end, I was forced to invite her into my place.

Well, I couldn’t just leave Himuro crying like that. If someone saw her, I might have ended up as the bad guy. Having a villainous face is also troublesome.

As of now, there is no sign of heat gathering in my lower body. I can smell a beautiful girl’s scent in the room, but I’m not one to succumb to worldly desires like that.

“Hey, what are you doing, Himuro?”

“Eh? I’m just looking for erotic books?”

Before I knew it, Himuro was crawling on all fours and peering under the bed. I wanted to yell at her for shaking her butt on purpose, but I held back.

Even though her skirt is already so short… Does she have no sense of shame? Hey, wait, I can see your underwear…!

“Hmm…it doesn’t seem like there’s anything interesting here. I guess people now hide them in their smartphones rather than erotic books.”

“Hey, Himuro. Do you always do this when you enter a boy’s room?”

Himuro turned her head, which had been stuck under the bed, towards me.

“I’ve never done something like this! O-only with Akio, okay…?”

I want to think that her gestures and the way she looks up at me with upturned eyes are cute, but when I thought about what she was doing, I couldn’t help but be stunned. Seriously, the first thing she did when entering a guy’s room was search for erotic books?

It was fine during karaoke… I let my guard down with the trustworthy Himuro.

“But still, there’s not much stuff here, huh? The bed is nice, though. Akio, don’t you have any hobbies or anything?”

Goda Akio’s hobby is having sex with women…but there’s no way I can say that.

It seems like his life was basically just go out, pick up women, and get a taste of them. This apartment was just his place to sleep.

“If you have a bad hobby, no matter how much money you have, it won’t be enough. This is what it’s like for a man to live alone.”

“Hmm. So that’s how guys are.”

“That’s right. What about the men Himuro has dated so far?”

Even though I just asked it casually, Himuro was extremely flustered.

“…don’t have.”

Himuro looked down and muttered something in a low voice.

“What?”

“I said I don’t have a boyfriend! I’ve never had one before! Ugh, are you satisfied now!”

Himuro exploded as she looked up with a bright red face. I was taken aback by the sudden situation.

“S-seriously?”

“Seriously! I can’t be like Akio… Huuu!”

Himuro jumped into my bed, buried her face in the pillow, and burst into tears. Of course she’s fake crying, right?

I knew that Himuro was a virgin in the original story. However, I didn’t think that she had never had a boyfriend.

After all, in the original story, she must’ve had some kind of experience, right? I remember thinking, “It’s impossible for her to be a virgin with that level of experience.” She gave off that kind of familiarity.

“What about Akio…”

Himuro raised her head slightly and turned her eyes to look only at me. She seemed hesitant to speak and mumbled while still burying her face in the pillow.

“Does he have a girlfriend?”

Her eyes moistened as she asked me this.

“……”

Himuro probably likes Goda Akio.

I didn’t really understand why she was so obedient in the original story. There was no depiction of her being particularly threatened, and Himuro Haaya’s character didn’t seem to be willingly cooperating with Goda Akio’s NTR acts either.

However, looking back, though it was hard to notice, it was certainly true that she liked Goda Akio. She seemed so happy when her virginity was forcibly taken away from her.

Why does Himuro like Goda Akio? The reason for this is not stated. She was in the position of a sub-heroine, and the author probably decided that there was no need to mention it. Goda Akio himself didn’t think he was liked in a romantic sense.

I scratched my head. I was so focused on the erotic scenes that I never wondered about this.

“I don’t really have a girlfriend.”

“But you went to the hotel with Shiratori, right?”

In the end, she cares about that, huh…

I can’t even think of trying to get into a relationship with Himuro at this point. As long as Goda Akio’s consciousness has not completely disappeared, it doesn’t seem right for me to get too deep into a relationship with her.

Himuro is a dear friend to me. It’s not that I don’t see her as a woman, but I don’t want her to get hurt.

“So what? Just because Shiratori and I went to a love hotel doesn’t mean we ended up doing what Himuro has in mind——”

“The hotel you two went to was a love hotel?!”

 ……Huh?

“I just thought it was a regular business hotel… If it’s a love hotel, then…”

Maybe I just dug my own grave?

No, wait. Calm down me. There’s still a chance to recover.

“Calm down, Himuro. Apparently love hotels can also be used for girls’ night outs. In other words, there’s nothing strange about me and Shiratori going to a love hotel just to have a little chat!”

“S-so, that’s how you invited Shiratori to a love hotel…”

This is bad. No matter what reason I give, it doesn’t seem like she’ll believe me.

Himuro was fiddling with her sidetail, probably trying to control her emotions. But her eyes darted restlessly here and there, and she was far from composed.

“I-I-I mean… I get it, Akio is that kind of person. Yeah, if Akio wants to do that, I won’t complain or anything…”

Hey, don’t go into submissive mode!

“Himuro.”

“If Akio wants to…do that to Shiratori…then I’ll cooperate…”

“Listen to me, Himuro!”

“Ye-yes!”

As my tone became stronger, Himuro finally looked up.

No matter how many words I say, they can’t reach her. If that’s the case, all I can do is show her that it’s not a lie.

I straightened my posture and looked directly into Himuro’s eyes.

“I went to the hotel with Shiratori. That did happen, but I just comforted her when she was crying. We didn’t do anything else.”

It’s not a lie. Shiratori showed off her plump body and I looked at her naked body, but I didn’t do anything to her.

Seeming to understand my seriousness, Himuro gave a small nod.

“…Akio has really changed.”

“I told you. I’m going to live an honest, serious life. To do that, I’m going to change who I was before.”

“For the sake of youth?”

“That’s right. I want to make the most of my high school life. For that purpose, I need Himuro.”

“Eh?!”

Himuro flapped her legs as if in agony.

That’s right, unless Himuro changes too, I’ll be in trouble.

Both Goda Akio and Himuro Haaya were the villains in the original story. If these two don’t change, there’s no way I can live out my youth in peace.

What if I lose to Goda Akio’s consciousness? The current Himuro will probably just do whatever Akio says.

I must change Himuro too to prevent that from happening. Because from the bottom of my heart, I want her to have an enjoyable youth as well.

“Ah! There’s lipstick marks on Akio’s pillow… He really brings girls here, after all.”

“…Isn’t that from when you buried your face in it earlier?”

“Ah…”

It seems like it would be quite challenging to change the stupid Himuro.