When My Girlfriend Cheated On Me And Spread Rumors That I Was A Guy Who Would Sleep With Anyone, I Decided To Just Accept It And Ended Up Dating The Most Slutty Girl In School.

The Hundred-Man Slayer Sex Master.

The previously noisy classroom fell eerily silent.

Kirara crossed her arms, as if supporting her megaton-class chest, and cast a piercing gaze at the students of Class 1.

“…Hmm. You’ve got some nerve messing with my guy, Asshi.”

” ”Asshi…!?” “

“ “Her guy!?” |

The students of Class 1 exclaimed in shock.

“H-Hanabusa-san!?”

Naoki was taken aback by the sudden revelation.

“Hey, Asshi, I told you to call me Kirara! We’re dating, and we’ve even done it already, right?”

Kirara nudged Naoki’s side with her elbow and wrapped her arm around his.

(This is too sudden!)

They had agreed to pretend to date. Naoki thought he was prepared, but his mind went blank. The only thing he could register was the pressure of her large chest against his arm.

Kirara clung to his arm tightly, her large, dark eyes conveying a serious message.

“Stay strong, Asshi! We’re going to get revenge on that bitch, right?”

Her lips, like a budding flower, silently mouthed.

That brought Naoki back to his senses.

Kirara, who had nothing to do with this, was putting herself on the line for him.

He couldn’t afford to just stand there dumbfounded.

Gathering all his acting skills, Naoki gave a confident smirk.

“Yeah! Last night was amazing. Completely different from Chiharu.”

“Of course, who do you think I am? I’m Kirara, the sex master with a hundred conquests! Don’t compare me to that two-faced, cold fish of a girl!”

Naoki nearly burst out laughing at Kirara’s ad-lib.

Although Chiharu was indeed two-faced, she was far from a “cold fish”; she was more like a human pile driver.

“An eye for an eye! Since Chiharu the bitch is saying whatever she wants, we should throw some wild accusations back at her!” Kirara whispered.

The battle had already begun.

“…Yeah. She acts all innocent in public, but she’s got a rotten personality. When I tried to break up with her, she spread all sorts of lies about me. Switching to you was the best decision I ever made, Kirara.”

Naoki took a chance, saying this.

No one would believe Chiharu had cheated. But if the story was that she spread rumors out of spite after being dumped, it might just be plausible.

Kirara seemed to approve, winking and saying, “Nice job, Asshi! Keep it up!”

“And I gotta say, Asshi, you are amazing in bed! So much better than other guys, super gentle, and fun to be with outside of sex too! I’m so happy to have such a great boyfriend!”

Counting off her points on her fingers, Kirara affectionately rubbed her cheek against Naoki’s arm.

Even though he knew it was an act, it felt pretty good. In fact, it felt amazing.

The stunned, foolish expressions of his classmates were the icing on the cake.

“No way…”

“I can’t believe it…”

“He’s really a player…”

Yesterday, Kirara had said that pretending to be a promiscuous girl made everyone respect and fear her. He had thought it was ridiculous, but it seemed to be true.

Knowing he was “dating” Kirara, his classmates’ perception of Naoki changed dramatically.

They now looked at him as if he were a legendary hero chosen by a sacred sword.

Kirara then delivered the finishing blow.

“So, which of you pathetic little slugs thought it was a good idea to mess with my awesome boyfriend?”

With her voice dropping two octaves, Kirara glared at the students of Class 1.

The classmates, trying to prove their innocence, frantically shook their heads or looked down, clearly terrified.

Kirara was even more feared than Naoki had imagined.

With wide-open eyes and a yandere expression, Kirara scanned each student’s face, making eye contact to gauge their reactions.

“…I see. It’s you.”

A girl who had been looking down and trembling suddenly jerked her shoulders.

Kirara had identified the leader of the girls in Class 1.

Naoki had suspected as much, but he had no proof.

The leader of the girls, pretending not to hear, kept her head down. Kirara beckoned her with a crooked finger.

“Stand up, please?”

“N-no, it’s not me! I didn’t do it!”

“Then who did?”

“I-I don’t know, but…”

“That’s a lie!”

With a sharp retort, Kirara walked briskly over to the girl and grabbed her hair.

“Are you underestimating me?!”

“Eek! I-I didn’t mean… It’s just… H-Hanabusa-san , I thought… he wasn’t your boyfriend, so I thought it was okay…”

The girl burst into tears.

Since she wasn’t the type to cover for her friends, her tears were as good as a confession.

“Huh? So it’s okay to bully someone just because they’re not my boyfriend? Don’t make stupid excuses, you ugly idiot!”

Kirara delivered a firm punch to the girl’s head, making her cry even more like a child.

“Crying won’t get you off the hook. Fix it. Now. Hurry, hurry, hurry!”

“Waah! I’m so sorry!”

Kirara clapped her hands to rush her.

Still sobbing, the girl put the desk back in its proper place.

(Huh? This girl is super scary.)

To be honest, Naoki was taken aback.

This girl is terrifying!

No wonder she’s the head of the top caste gal group.

She wasn’t wrong and she seemed to be a good person, but still, she was way too scary.

“If you don’t want to cry like a baby, don’t start stuff in the first place. So, listen up, everyone. If anyone messes with Asshi, I won’t let it slide. And whoever did the graffiti on his shoe locker better clean it up by the end of the day. Got it?”

Including Naoki, everyone in Class 1 was too stunned to speak.

“I said, got it?!”

“ “Yes!” “

Everyone except Naoki shouted.

Besides the boss girl, a few others were also crying.

“Good. I’m glad we understand each other.”

Kirara gave a relaxed smile and waved her hand cheerfully.

Then she turned back to Naoki.

“So, Asshi, let’s have lunch together, okay?”

With a double peace sign and a devilishly cute smile, Kirara said.

“…Okay.”

Am I still dreaming?