(Nanaka’s side)

He wasn’t always like that. Yes, he used to be better. He was a good brother.

My brother definitely went wrong because of our mother.

One day… no, finally, our parents got divorced. The reason was our mother’s infidelity.

Our mother had a terrible habit of cheating. Morning, noon, and night, she’d go to other men, having sex with them, letting them buy her luxury items—living a life of desire and extravagance every day. She hardly ever came home and never once attended our school events like parent-teacher conferences or sports festivals.

Despite this, our father somehow pretended not to notice. Probably because he was so in love with her.

But it seemed he reached his limit. When my brother and I were still in elementary school, divorce talks began.

Even though she was being served divorce papers by our father who had financially supported her so much, our mother just laughed. Without showing any sign of concern, she agreed to the divorce.

When our father asked if she had anything else to say, the words our mother replied with still remained vivid in my memory:

“I can get a good man anytime I want. See you later, Mr. Fourth Good Man.”

We were taken in by our mother. Or rather, our father abandoned us, looking at us with disgusted eyes as if we were other men’s children.

After that, our daily life remained unchanged. Well, one thing changed—our mother started staying home—just to bring unknown men home for sex.

Influenced by those sights… my brother… he went on the wrong path.

“…”

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This was way too heavy!!

I couldn’t help but scream internally after hearing the rough backstory.

I’d seen bits in the original story about how her brother had developed his habit of stealing girlfriends due to family influence, which then passed on to Nanaka… but I never knew it was this much of a quagmire…

“What do you think? Are you disgusted? If I go home, every day, every single day… there’s someone having sex with someone else’s lover or spouse… When you see that, your mind breaks.”

“…It’s not that I’m disgusted, it’s just so heavy that I can’t immediately respond…”

Her mother was completely insane. And although Tatsu had now become a full-fledged man-stealer, if you considered that he’d been watching his parent stealing partners the whole time… of course he’d go wrong.

“Well, I guess so… When you called me a ‘fucking bitch’, I got really upset. Because that was what my father had spitefully said to my mother when she remained composed despite being served divorce papers.”

“…”

“I’m not the same as her. And not the same as my fallen brother either… But when I really think about it, I’ve already got one foot in their world too. Realizing it only now makes me such a hopeless woman…”

Her voice started to tremble. Nanaka wiped her eyes, trying not to cry. Gradually, she rubbed her eyes more frequently.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have any profound wisdom that could instantly make her feel better about this heavy past, nor could I take action.

All I could say was…

“After hearing your story, I can only say one thing. I think you would have been a normal person if stealing partners wasn’t involved.”

Because even if she was trying to steal someone, if the target had been a guy without a girlfriend, she’d just be an assertive pretty girl trying hard to win over the person she liked.

I could see Nanaka’s eyes waver.

“…Really?”

“Yeah. If you want to change, I’d be happy to help. Including with love. Let’s find some cool guy without a girlfriend next time!”

“…”

Hearing my words, Nanaka lowered her head.

Was it because she was holding back tears, or because she was remembering her painful past?

Just as I was thinking that, she suddenly raised her face and said:

“Then—”

She was about to tell me something when—

“Found you.”

“Huh!?”

A man’s voice. Nanaka and I turned around. There was…

“I found you, Nanaka… and your target boy.”

Tatsu stood there with a smirk on his face.

Chapter 26: Wait, I’m Not The NTR Target (Future Boyfriend)?!

“Why is it this shitty brother?!?!” 

I didn’t react with such a template-like surprise. “Finally met you” was my current state of mind.

“Um, I don’t know who you are… but hello. Nice weather, isn’t it?”

“Hmm, so you’re that type, huh? Sorry for not introducing myself. I’m Seo Tatsu. I’m the brother of Nanaka, the girl standing next to you.”

Tatsu spoke gently with a pleasant smile, trying to make a good impression. Beautiful women stood on both sides of him. I wondered where the rest of the beautiful women were.

“Tat-kun, who’s this? Someone you know~?” 

“Oh, is this your little sister?” 

“Yes, yes, my sister. My cute, proud little sister. Right, Nanaka?”

Nanaka, whose name was called, didn’t respond but looked at Tatsu with an expression suggesting she wanted to say something. Since we were just talking about family, it must be awkward to face him now.

I mimicked him and put on a friendly smile.

“So you’re her brother~? Nice to meet you. I’m Mitarai Shotaro.”

“Shotaro, huh? Nice to meet you.”

“Yes, pleased to meet you~”

Like hell I was pleased to meet you, you player, scumbag, NTR dick, NTR demon lord.

I hated Tatsu, who had nothing but a bad image in the original story, as a representative victim who had been traumatized.

But I had wanted to have an honest conversation with him once.

Then, Tatsu began examining me closely. What’s this? Creepy.

“Hmm, you look like an ordinary nobody. I don’t sense anything special about you, no outstanding features or aura… Nanaka, is this guy really your target?”

What the hell? That was true, but it pissed me off.

“Huh? Target…? …! No way… of course not!”

“Oh, oh. Don’t get so defensive… This looks suspicious.”

“I told you, it’s not like that!”

“Still denying it? Geez, what a pain. To begin with, you’ve never shown this much interest in a guy. And now you’re alone with him. If he wasn’t your target, you wouldn’t be alone with him in such a deserted place.”

“He approached me first, and we’re alone now because… Argh! I’m telling you, it’s not like that!!”

The siblings were arguing about something. Looking closely, I could see they resembled each other around the eyes.

But what Tatsu was saying concerned me.

I knew Tatsu from the original story, but to him, I was just a guy he was meeting for the first time. Either an acquaintance who happened to be next to his sister, or some nobody from the same school who was fortunate enough to be approached by his sister.

Yet… he was talking as if I was the NTR target protagonist.

N-no way? I think I should compare my situation with Isamu’s.

Haga Isamu:

• • • • Nanaka often clings to him, interacts with him

• • • • Has a girlfriend

• • • • Has a wide social network

Me (Shotaro):

• • • • Naturally interacts with Nanaka because I interfere with her

• • • • Have pretended to be a boyfriend before (does that count as having a girlfriend?)

• • • • Have a fairly wide network since I expanded it myself

…Wow, there were quite a few similarities.

Was Tatsu really mistaking me for the NTR target who was actually Isamu?

…What should I do?

If I denied it carelessly, Tatsu’s evil hands might reach Isamu and Haruka.

If I let him continue with this misunderstanding, I would become the target. Of course, I didn’t have a girlfriend, so there was no risk of being NTR’d. 

Mina was… no, Mina didn’t know about my NTR-crushing activities, so she shouldn’t get involved… I hoped. No, I absolutely wouldn’t let her get involved.

“I told youuuu!!”

“Nanaka, be quiet.”

Ironically, my voice overlapped with Tatsu’s.

“Hey, you…”

“Sorry, Nanaka.”

From here on, this was a conversation only he and I could understand… no, it was our direct confrontation. Don’t interfere.

“Hmm, you’ve got guts. So you really are…”

“I don’t know how you see me… but I think you’re quite a bad person, onii-san.”

“Huh? Bad person? …Oh, perhaps you’re one of those who saw that thing at noon?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Noon?”

Nanaka and the two beautiful women with Tatsu looked puzzled, but the conversation continued regardless.

“That was… well, I think those guys who had their girlfriends or wives taken by me are the ones at fault. Basically, they’re too incompetent to make even one woman happy. So I’m making them happy instead. In life and in sexual desire. Right, ladies?”

“Oh my, Tat-kun!” 

“Geez. So naughty ♪. We’re happy to be Tatsu’s girlfriends ♪.”

He pulled the two beautiful women close, as if showing them off to me. It was incredibly annoying.

“Hmm, I see. I understand. I now know my perception of you wasn’t wrong.”

“…I understand you too. You have qualities that Nanaka would like… By the way, I’ve never fucked a man before…”

I couldn’t hear the last part clearly, but why did I feel goosebumps running down my back?

This time, I’d take the initiative.

“I don’t know what circumstances led you to steal other people’s lovers… but don’t involve your sister in her brother’s troubles.”

I could see Tatsu’s eyebrow twitch.

“You bastard…”

“Please forgive this ordinary nobody for being so impudent.”

We glared at each other for a while. Tatsu was the first to look away. With a smile, he said:

“Let’s end it here for today. This conversation doesn’t seem to reach a conclusion. Besides, I don’t want to scare my women.” 

“Tat-kun, this guy is scary~” 

“Let’s go cuddle somewhere else~”

“So there you have it. See you, Shotaro. And… Nanaka. You have good taste.”

Having said that, Tatsu left with the two beautiful women clinging to him.

It ended like a “What will happen next time?! Stay tuned!!” kind of conclusion, but let me say this.

Wait, I’m not the NTR target (future boyfriend)?!

“That one’s a troublesome type of man,” Tatsuru muttered while clicking his tongue.

Those unwavering eyes, that attitude… he was a troublesome type. And… the type who would show the most interesting reaction when his girlfriend got stolen.

Tatsu chuckled with amusement.

“So, have you identified his girlfriend?”

He asked the ten beautiful women surrounding him. A flashy-looking beauty clung to Tatsu’s arm.

“I found her~ Rather than a girlfriend, I saw that guy somewhere before. I thought I’d seen him somewhere, and it turns out he was next to that famous cute girl from Minato Middle School~”

Tatsuru peered at the cell phone screen held out to him. There, he could clearly see Shotaro. Three others were in the photo too.

Shiori and Shu, who were there when Shotaro had agreed to be a fake boyfriend. And then—

“Hashtag ‘Double date at the amusement park’, huh… This girl must be his girlfriend… Hmm. She’s pretty cute.”

Tatsu grinned as if he’d found a new target.

And once more, he carefully examined that girl, burning her image into his memory.

The figure of Shotaro’s sister—Mina.