I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Strongest Villain in an NTR Eroge, so I’m Going to Break the Heroines’ Doom Flags on Behalf of the Main Character! - Chapter 3 - “I Can Be Girly Too…” (Sera Akari’s POV)

Chapter 3 – “I Can Be Girly Too…” (Sera Akari’s POV)

“Hey, hey. Sakura, you have an older brother, right?”

“Yes! He’s really kind!”

Miyano Sakura was my first friend after entering high school. She’s very cheerful and, unlike me, very girly.

She seems to have an older brother that she’s really proud of. His name is Miyano Kaede. Sakura seems to love her Onii-san a lot, and she brags about him whenever she gets the chance.

One day, while I was playing at Sakura’s house, the rumored Onii-san came home.

“Thank you for always taking care of Sakura.”

“What!? I don’t cause that much trouble, do I!?”

“…Yes! I take good care of her!”

Onii-san was always gentle, and always treated me like a girl, despite how I look.

I was really happy about that, and whenever I had free time, I’d drop by his house to talk to him.

Unlike the immature kids in middle school who never treated me like a girl, Onii-san, who is also my senior, seemed very mature and cool.

I wanted him to look at me forever… But…

“Wait, you’re studying for the test at our place this time? I don’t mind, but… don’t complain about it being messy, okay?”

“Well, Sakura and the others are at my house this year., so that’ll be a real help. I’ll treat you to something next time.”

“I want to eat some expensive ice cream.”

Before the midterm exams, I passed Onii-san during a classroom change. There, I saw a cute, fluffy person sitting next to him, and they seemed to be having a very enjoyable conversation.

Later, Sakura told me that the person was his childhood friend. She had big boobs and looked cuter than me.

Plus, Onii-san’s expression seemed more, how should I put it, childlike compared to when he talked to me.

I guess he likes girls who are more feminine and have bigger boobs.

No one would pay any attention to me, a skinny girl with muscles and no breasts.

One day, when I started thinking about such silly things, I was relaxing in my room and browsing a video site.

As I was digging through athletics-related videos, hoping to find something I could use in my practice to escape reality, I noticed one video getting a lot of views.

It was a video someone had uploaded of a high school girls’ athletics tournament. I watched it hoping to see if there were any amazing athletes in it, but there wasn’t much to it.

Curious as to what on earth had caused such a large number of views, I opened the comments section.

To be honest, it wasn’t pleasant to see. Most of the comments were about the uniforms the players were wearing rather than the content, and they were all full of ulterior motives.

But even though they were all unpleasant comments, for some reason my heart was pounding.

Naturally, I felt disgusted. But that aside…

“Maybe I can make people excited about me… as a girl…too…”

I quickly took action from then on. I changed into my gym clothes and took a selfie, hiding my face and the school emblem.

It felt like I was doing something wrong, and I knew I had to stop, but I made an account and posted the selfie on social media, wanting to be seen and accepted as a girl.

At first there was no response. I know I should have stopped there. I know I should have deleted it right away, but…

A few days later, I got a response to the post.

[So cute! I want more risqué photos!]

…From that point on, I couldn’t stop.

The reactions gradually increased. Everyone complimented me, saying I was cute. They got excited by my risque photos, and kept asking for more and more.

Then, around the time June came around, I finally reached a point that I shouldn’t have crossed.

[I want you to take off your underwear]

[I want to see your bare breasts]

[I want to see at least half of your face]

Even though I was not thinking clearly, I couldn’t immediately fulfill those requests.

If I did that, there would be no going back. I knew it was absolutely wrong.

As I was worrying about this, Sakura told me that Onii-san had forgotten his lunch.

I convinced Sakura to let me deliver it to him during lunch break instead.

Maybe I wanted Onii-san to stop me.

Maybe Onii-san could see what I was worried about.

Or at least, that’s what I thought…

I reached the classroom and looked inside. There was a really intimidating looking man near the door, which scared me a little, but I mustered up my courage and ran into the classroom.

“Senpai, I’m here to help Sakura deliver the lunch box you forgot!”

Cheerfully and in my typical manner, I handed the lunch box to Onii-san.

“Thanks for going out of your way to bring it.”

Onii-san thanked me with his usual smile… and then…he immediately turned to his childhood friend.

……

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Friday, June 14th.

Today was another day of club activities. The summer tournament was coming up, and I didn’t have much time to practice with the seniors.

I’ve been so busy that I haven’t posted a selfie since that day’s request.

“Hey, Sera. Can we talk for a moment?”

And then, during practice, a male senior called out to me.

“Yes!”

I was taken by the senior to the boys’ clubroom. He said he wanted to discuss something and led me inside. As I wondered what on earth he wanted to talk about——

“This phono, it’s Sera, right?”

“Eh…”

The photo on the smartphone the senior showed me was the naughty selfie I posted that day, the day I entrusted everything to Onii-san. I was showing my naked upper body, my mouth sticking out.

“That’s not… me…”

“I can tell, this is Sera’s account, right? The gym clothes are from our school, it’s obvious even if you hide the school emblem. And the mole on the mouth is the same.”

“…R-really, that’s not…”

“Okay then. If it’s not Sera, I’ll spread it to the boys’ group. I’m sure everyone will take an interest in a naked girl who looks like Sera…”

“…! Please… stop…”

“…You understand now, don’t you? I mean, you’d even put a selfie like this on the Internet. There are other ways if you want to relieve stress, you know?”

The senior pushed me against the wall and got close to my face.

No, no, no. Stop!

I don’t want anyone other than Onii-san to touch me… Please stop..!.

“Don’t worry, Sera. If you do your best, I’ll delete the photo.”

Stop…

Help me… Onii-san…

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T/N: Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of your actions… Still, it’s too harsh for a high school girl, dem…