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.

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“Asshi! I’ve come to pick you up!”

As soon as lunch break started, Kirara, smiling brightly, waved her hands above her head like bunny ears as she entered the classroom.

Just that was enough to make Boss Ape (♀) almost cry and cause the other members of Class 1 to stiffen with anxiety.

(Well, given what happened, it’s only natural.)

Naoki also hated bullying, so this turn of events was fitting.

In any case, since Kirara had come to pick him up, it meant they were going somewhere else to eat.

“Yo.”

Naoki responded casually, grabbed his lunch, and stood up.

He left the classroom with Kirara.

He thought they’d be heading to her class, but they were going in the opposite direction.

“Where are we going?”

“To the cafeteria.”

Kirara, speaking lazily, swung a flashy lunch bag in her hand.

“You have a lunch, though?”

While there wasn’t a strict rule, the cafeteria was usually where those without lunch went.

“Isn’t it better to be somewhere more noticeable? I also want to make sure everyone knows I’m with you, Asshi.”

“I see.”

Naoki had a goal of getting revenge on Chiharu, and Kirara wanted to solidify her status as a notorious player.

For that, it would be better to flaunt their couple status in front of a large crowd.

Indeed, just walking down the hallway, the two of them attracted quite a lot of attention.

Students passing by looked shocked or slack-jawed, reacting with comments like, “No way…,” “Seriously!?” and “This is impossible!”

It wasn’t a bad feeling at all.

It felt like they had become celebrities.

In reality, within the school, they were indeed quite famous.

Visually, it was like a cheating guy who switched from a pure, beautiful childhood friend to the school’s biggest player.

With all this attention, it was only natural that Chiharu would hear about it.

Whether she’d feel envious or not was unknown.

(…If not, then I’m just a clown.)

A gloomy feeling welled up inside him.

It wasn’t that Naoki still had lingering feelings for Chiharu, but the idea of completely denying the three-year relationship they had was terrifying.

Even though being cheated on and having false rumors spread was in itself a denial, there was a huge emotional difference between being uncertain and having it confirmed.

If he didn’t know Chiharu’s true feelings, he could always convince himself there might have been some reason behind her actions.

It was like Schrödinger’s cat.

As long as he didn’t open the box, the love that once existed between them wouldn’t die.

He knew it was a somewhat pathetic way of thinking, but he had genuinely loved Chiharu until recently.

Even though he was betrayed, or rather, because he was betrayed, he was afraid to learn Chiharu’s true feelings.

Did Chiharu still have even a slight fondness for him?

Or was he just a convenient man she used, with no interest left?

Given Chiharu’s personality, it was hard to deny the latter possibility.

“Geez, with that face again! You’re thinking about Chiharu-bitch, aren’t you?”

Suddenly intertwining her arm with his, Kirara pulled Naoki close and gave him a sulky look.

“…Not really.”

“Liar. I can tell just by looking at your face.”

It seemed his emotions were showing on his face without him realizing it.

Naoki touched his cheek, surprised.

“…What kind of face is that?”

“The face like the end of the world! You’re with me now, so no more glum looks allowed! Just look at me and think about me, okay?”

Pouting, Kirara flicked Naoki’s nose with her fingertip.

It wasn’t painful.

Not at all.

Yet Naoki felt a sudden urge to cry.

He wouldn’t actually cry, but that was how he felt.

With a sigh, he let out the frustration in his chest.

“That’s true.”

Naoki smiled with a hint of irony.

“Exactly! You look cuter when you smile.”

Kirara’s face suddenly came close, catching Naoki off guard as he wondered if she was going to kiss him.

“You know, it really feels like we’re actually dating, doesn’t it?”

Her whisper tickled his ear.

It seemed she just wanted to share a secret.

“…Yeah.”

The sweet breath made his cheeks warm.

“Earlier, my line felt like something out of a comic. I started this on a whim, but role-playing as a couple is actually pretty fun.”

Her voice, full of unrestrained excitement, left Naoki feeling perplexed.

(…What am I supposed to say?)

He could simply respond with a casual “…Yeah.”

But he was reluctant to do that.

Naoki felt a pang of discomfort.

He knew why: there was something inherently wrong about enjoying this situation.

After all, this was an act of revenge.

He had just been betrayed and was hurting.

His relationship with Kirara was built on deceit for the sake of revenge.

Combining all this, it felt somehow inappropriate to find joy in it.

“Are you not having fun, Asshi?”

Seeing Naoki go silent, Kirara’s face suddenly showed worry.

She looked lonely, sad, and concerned.

“…It’s not that.”

“Are you thinking you shouldn’t enjoy it?”

Kirara had hit the nail on the head. Naoki fell silent.

From the silence, Kirara seemed to have figured it out.

“It’s fine to enjoy it. Besides, if you’re dating me, you should enjoy it!”

Pouting again, Kirara nuzzled her head into Naoki’s arm.

To onlookers, it probably looked like a lovey-dovey couple. The jealousy and envy from passing male students were palpable.

Yet, it didn’t feel bad.

(In fact, it feels really good…)

Kirara was undeniably an outstanding girl.

It felt almost like a punishment to be moody while having such a girl pretend to be his girlfriend.

Acknowledging this, Naoki admitted, “You’re right.”

“…That’s really true.”

He looked at the beautiful girl beside him and murmured sincerely.

Kirara, caught off guard by his serious gaze, blushed and turned her face away.

“…Don’t say that with a straight face. It’s embarrassing.”

Kirara’s reaction was so cute that Naoki also blushed and looked away.

As they arrived at the cafeteria, a pleasant atmosphere enveloped them.

By this time, the strange tension had dissipated.

The arrival of the rumored couple drew all eyes in the cafeteria.

The intense pressure was a step up from the classroom or hallway, causing Kirara’s arm around Naoki to tighten just a little bit more.

Even the seemingly invincible, untouchable gal like Kirara might have her fears, right?

Maybe she does, maybe she doesn’t.

Perhaps there’s no real reason behind the strength she projects.

Or maybe Naoki is just mistaken.

Who can tell the truth?

Naoki, who couldn’t even spot his girlfriend’s infidelity after over three years of dating, certainly wouldn’t know.

But if Kirara, even just a little, was feeling scared…

Just thinking about it strangely calmed Naoki down.

He pulled Kirara closer and, with a sly smile, whispered, “Let’s show these losers what’s what.”

Kirara beamed like a sunflower at his words. “Of course!”

And so, the two set up camp in the middle of the crowded cafeteria and enjoyed their lunch.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, and smiles came naturally.

It occurred to Naoki that they barely knew each other.

There was an endless amount of things to talk about.

Kirara chatted energetically, ate heartily, and laughed often.

Naoki, unusually talkative for his usual self, laughed frequently as well.

The lively exchange made it feel as though they were the only ones in the bustling cafeteria.

(…Seriously, I’m a lucky guy.)

Ordinarily, he would never have had the chance to get close to someone like Kirara.

It’s a bitter irony that his girlfriend’s betrayal led to this.

But even if it’s a false relationship, this moment was undeniably enjoyable.

And then, suddenly, Naoki noticed something.

Through the entrance of the cafeteria, he saw Chiharu’s figure peering in.

At that instant, Naoki felt as if his heart had been gripped tightly.

Chiharu had a face like nothing Naoki had ever seen before.

It was an expression of utter fury, a stark contrast to the calm, refined demeanor she usually maintained—a terrifying face, far removed from the image of grace she always projected.

The intensity of her gaze was so strong it felt like it could curse someone just by looking at them.

(…What’s this? Chiharu, who cheated, is now insanely jealous?)

Despite the fear that gripped him, Naoki felt a surge of intense satisfaction.

The fact that Chiharu could show such a face meant that she must have still had feelings for him.

The past three years weren’t entirely in vain, and their relationship hadn’t been entirely one-sided.

Just knowing this made Naoki feel as though his revenge had been achieved.

“What’s wrong?”

Kirara asked, noticing Naoki’s grin.

Her devilish smile suggested she had caught on to Chiharu’s presence and was relishing the situation.

Naoki knew exactly what she was hinting at.

He understood what he needed to do.

With that in mind, Naoki executed his revenge.