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.

Angry Masturbation of the Cheating Woman.

“What the hell was that!?”

After returning home, Chiharu was lying on her bed, fuming with anger, and angrily pleasuring herself.

Although Chiharu was using Takashi to get back at Naoki and the other woman, it meant she had to sleep with Takashi every time. However, as we all know, Takashi was rather lacking, didn’t bother with foreplay, and was careless during the act. It was akin to selfish masturbation rather than proper sex.

Chiharu had grown accustomed to Naoki’s tender and attentive love-making, so she felt unfulfilled both physically and emotionally, leading to complete frustration. And then, there was today’s incident.

Naoki, with his overly kind nature and fragile heart. Chiharu thought that if she called Takashi and showed Naoki how affectionate they were together, it would easily shatter him mentally. Although she felt a bit sorry, if she didn’t strike back when attacked, she’d be taken down. To eliminate future dangers, it’s best to nip troublesome buds early.

They had been together for over three years, so Naoki should have understood that this was Chiharu’s declaration of war. It was a message saying that if he was ready to fight, she wouldn’t hold back.

As expected, Naoki broke, and his relationship with the other woman grew distant. Everything went as planned. Chiharu was even considering going public with her relationship with Takashi, the wealthy, handsome, and highly educated college student, to present herself as a trendy girl.

But then, the meddlesome gossips brought news that Naoki had turned into an incredibly handsome guy and was getting cozy with the other woman. It must have been that trashy, loose woman behind it again. Unlike before, Chiharu was now openly involved with Takashi. She knew the best course of action was to stay calm and ignore it. But she couldn’t.

She couldn’t believe that the once kind, fun, and gentle-in-bed, albeit nerdy Naoki could turn into such a handsome guy. A transformation so significant that the girls in their class were all in an uproar. They had been together for over three years, after all. It was only natural to be curious, and upon hearing that Naoki was still messing around with that woman, Chiharu became so furious she couldn’t stand it.

How could you not learn your lesson, knowing how vindictive I can be when I’m angry!?

With a feeling of disbelief, she headed to the cafeteria with an expression as if she were “just going for a stroll.” Calm, composed, and walking as if nothing was wrong.

That was the plan, but before she knew it, she was sprinting. If she did something like that, everyone would think she was still hung up on him. But she ran anyway.

And then she saw him.

“…No way!?”

She couldn’t believe her eyes.

I felt like gouging out my eyes and soaking them in cleaning solution for three days.

There were countless times I thought he was cool as a person when we were dating. But not once did I ever think he looked good. Not even once. He actually had an unimpressive appearance.

His haircuts were done at cheap salons, and he wouldn’t go for one until I, Chiharu, had to snap at him to cut his hair already! He never bothered to groom his eyebrows, either. His sense of fashion was awful, with outfits that looked like they belonged on a middle schooler. Even when he did buy clothes, it was always nerdy collaboration T-shirts from Uniqlo.

Frankly, it was embarrassing to walk with him in casual clothes. No matter how many times I complained, he never listened.

“Why should I care? I already have such a cute girlfriend. I don’t need to be popular, nor do I want to be,” he would say.

Well, I didn’t dislike hearing that. But still, he should have considered my feelings when we were together! Among girls, a boyfriend’s appearance is an important criterion. No matter how hard I tried to present myself as a good woman, having a boyfriend like that halved my efforts.

But now, that hopelessly uncool guy had transformed into a completely different person—a stunningly handsome man. Or rather, I wanted to believe he was a different person. Even though, as someone who dated him for over three years, I couldn’t deny that it was Naoki.

He had a daring undercut with the lower half of his hair shaved and the upper half left long in a stylish wolf cut. It was a high-fashion hairstyle for advanced trendsetters. There was no way that kind of hairstyle would suit Naoki.

…Or so I thought. But in reality, it suited him shockingly well. He looked like a popular K-pop idol. Even his usual clueless expression now had a cool, wolfish vibe, as if he was plotting something mischievous, which totally hit my sweet spot.

He had become exactly the kind of boyfriend girls dream of, the ideal I had envisioned. He was so incredibly handsome that it made my heart flutter.

And that was something I couldn’t forgive.

Why did you have to transform like this now? It’s so unfair! It’s unforgivable!

What was most unforgivable was that the person who brought about this change was that other woman.

I dislike the unremarkable Naoki, but I hate it even more when he’s changed by someone else’s hands. If it means becoming handsome through someone else’s influence, I’d rather he stay dull forever.

It felt like the discomfort of having someone rearrange your room without permission. It pissed me off. Seriously pissed me off. And yet, I was so aroused that, as you can see, I was furiously pleasuring myself.

Ah, just once would be enough. I want to be held by that version of Naoki. No, not just once, as many times as possible. When it comes to sex, Naoki was always the best. But now, the current Naoki would probably be even better.

Naoki’s lovemaking was gentle and meticulous, but that alone lacked excitement. Sometimes, a girl wants to be treated roughly and selfishly; that’s the nature of a maiden’s heart. Of course, something like Takashi’s selfish and uninspired sex is out of the question.

Imagining the current Naoki pulling my hair, looking at me with disdain, calling me a “bitch” while thrusting from behind—how incredible would that feel?

Naoki never noticed, but Chiharu had a bit of a masochistic side. She had subtly signaled it a few times. But Naoki never picked up on it. Too embarrassed to ask for rougher treatment directly, I ended up becoming more aggressive.

Well, straddling him and watching him struggle to hold back from climaxing was enjoyable in its own way.

“Ugh… I still can’t get any satisfaction. Maybe I should just find a lover for sex…”

A woman’s sexual desire is different from a man’s. Since there isn’t a clear endpoint like ejaculation, a woman can’t be satisfied unless her emotional needs are fulfilled. No matter how much she stirs herself with her fingers, all she gets is a sterile pleasure. Knowing the full extent of Naoki’s loving and tender sex only made Chiharu feel even more wistful.

“…Oh, ohhh… Anyway, I have to do something. Letting those two do whatever they want won’t lead to anything good.”

The major scandal that began with Chiharu’s rumors had now become a love battle between her and the couple of Naoki and the other woman. People around them were always watching the three closely, comparing who was cooler, and those judgments directly affected their positions in the social hierarchy at school.

…Chiharu had known it would come to this. But now that it had, she had to win. Otherwise, she would end up being the pitiful loser again.

“…That’s the one thing… I absolutely cannot allow!”

After all, there was no longer a kind knight to protect her.