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 9 - Give Me Your Time, Goda-Kun

Chapter 9 – Give Me Your Time, Goda-Kun

I want to aim for a youthful life. However, considering the situation in the classroom, it’s obvious there are many challenges ahead.

My classmates still have a bad image of me. Despite making an effort to smile and take on various tasks, their fear of me has not disappeared. In fact, they seem to suspect that I’m up to something. Even though I may look like a carnivorous beast, my personality is more like a herbivore.

“Himuro. What do you think I should do?”

“It seems like everyone is even more scared now. Akio’s smile makes me feel a little scared too.”

“Huh, seriously?”

“…Sorry.”

Don’t apologize. That’s your genuine reaction! Truth really is not kind!

The problem is Goda Akio’s intimidating appearance. What’s with this menacing face? If I were an ordinary person, I wouldn’t want to look his way.

Looks are really important to humans. It was only after I was reincarnated that I realized this cruel truth.

“Himuro is kind. She gets along well with me even though I look so intimidating.”

“I don’t really care about looks or anything…”

A shy gal is cute too. In the original story, she just couldn’t disobey Goda Akio’s orders, but deep down, she might not be a bad person.

“I’m going.”

“Akio, you smell like an old man. Where are you going?”

“Just to the bathroom.”

I wonder what it is that makes me want to urinate every time my break time is about to end? I wish my own bladder would consider the timing. Thanks to that, I ended up walking quickly to the bathroom.

“Ah.”

Just as I was about to enter the restroom, I bumped into a guy coming out. Of course, it wasn’t a fateful encounter or anything, so we both stopped to avoid bumping into each other.

“E-excuse me.”

“Yeah.”

For some reason, the man nodded before passing by. But I understand the feeling. When you encounter a delinquent, you tend to keep your head down. I sincerely apologize.

“Speaking of which, that guy earlier…”

The person I passed by was a male classmate. He’s also the one I’m most careful around.

Nozaka Junpei. The main character of the original work, the man who is cuckolded. He was always put in pitiful situations, and his despairing face in the story was quite memorable.

I thought I knew him from the manga, but in reality, he’s an unremarkable, average-height guy with no particular features. Because of that, I didn’t immediately recognize him encountering him like this.

“Don’t worry. There won’t be any unfortunate developments for you.”

After muttering a little, I went into the bathroom. I noticed that Nozaka’s eyes were red, but maybe he just had some dust or something in his eyes.

Every time I go to the toilet or take a bath, I always get reminded that my thing is a beast, but at least, I have no intention of using it to steal someone else’s girlfriend.

This was the world of an R-18 doujin. But now it’s the real world. Unlike fantasy, there are limits in reality.

“However, I need to think of a way to vent…”

But even if this is now my reality, I am definitely still the character in an R-18 doujin called Goda Akio.

I probably have a lot of energy because I play the role of a promiscuous scum. If I let my guard down, the thing hanging from my crotch will get bigger and bigger. Even just going to the toilet is a struggle.

This pent up feeling is building up so much desire that I can’t handle it on my own. I’m afraid that if it crosses a critical point, it will go out of control regardless of my will.

“I wonder if this is the will of this world.”

Returning to the flow of the original story, I can’t help but suspect the idea that some divine intervention is at play. Since I’ve been reincarnated, I can’t definitively deny it.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my animal desires were starting to run wild.

“Please, son. Don’t become a troublemaker.”

Telling my thing off probably wouldn’t help, but I couldn’t help but hope. If I were to steal someone else’s girlfriend for real, I’m not confident I could walk outside normally.

“Ah, Goda-kun.”

“Shiratori?”

When I left the bathroom, I encountered Shiratori. Considering the circumstances surrounding my lower body, this is a very bad timing.

“What? Do you hate running into me?”

“I never said anything like that.”

“It was written all over your face.”

“…Seriously?”

Even though I have an intimidating face, I can’t hide anything. Maybe I should learn to put up a poker face.

I suppressed a sigh and returned to the classroom. As if it were natural, Shiratori walked right next to me.

“Oi.”

“What?”

“Why are you walking next to me?”

“Isn’t it obvious because we’re going to the same classroom? Or what? Are you telling me that I should go somewhere else?”

When Shiratori said that, I couldn’t say anything back. We’re not that far from the classroom, so I guess it can’t be helped.

As usual, Himuro and Shiratori are the only ones who can talk to me properly.

It’s fine because Himuro is my friend, but Shiratori is different. It would not be surprising if mistakes happen due to the corrective power of the original story. Now that I can’t control my lower body, I feel uneasy just being with her.

Even now, our arms brushing against each other makes my heart race. She has a scent that attracts men, and the way she glances at me is so cute. Her voluptuous body, which could be seen even through her uniform, is burning my sense of reason, making it impossible for me to look straight at her.

Shiratori Himari really is the main heroine of an R-18 doujin. I really should take safety precautions and keep my distance from her.

“Hey, Goda-kun.”

“What?”

Although I was nervous inside, I pretended to be calm. I’m worried that my underlying desire might show on my face.

“I want to talk to you later. Spare me some time.”

“Huh? Oi, wait.”

Shiratori entered the classroom first. I couldn’t pursue her because of the eyes of our classmates.

“What was that about…”

I feel like sighing. I really can’t tell what Shiratori is thinking, it’s not like there’s any point talking to a delinquent like me.

I arrived at my seat before the chime rang and intense stares were directed at me. Although I felt uncomfortable, I pretended not to mind, thinking that it was inevitable that they would look at me because I stood out.