I Became a Supporting Character in an N*R Manga

0 – Prologue

I hate NTR.

That was all.

I didn’t regret it when I clicked on the cover that attracted attention with each of the four beautiful heroines’ expressions and poses. It is because I imagined the main character who would live a happy and enjoyable Icha love life among them.

But now, with his head on his desk, he was regretting it.

The internal injuries were severe.

It was a mistake to blindly click on the purchase button without even reading the introduction and read it.

It was because the four heroines were stolen and corrupted by different heinous men in their own ways. They were falling out of the arms of the main character, despairing, or enjoying themselves.

I wanted to wash my eyes, but I couldn’t wash my wounded heart.

My brain, which had already read all the comics, couldn’t forget it. Even if you close the window or turn off the computer, the wound does not heal.

I thought as I lay on the bed and stared at the dark ceiling.

I wouldn’t have done that.

I’m an otaku who can’t draw or write, and can’t do anything but consume, but if it were me, I wouldn’t have made a heroine like that.

If it were me, I would have written a different story.

I couldn’t understand the NTR.

I couldn’t tolerate heroines who gave their bodies to men and succumbed to threats like that.

So I went to sleep imagining the IF story in my head, the heroine returning to the main character and leading a happy harem life.

I couldn’t heal my internal wounds if I didn’t fall asleep masturbating like that.

This does not mean that the actual act was performed.

It just meant to soothe my heart.

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I fell asleep like that, and when I opened my eyes, I was frozen in sight for the first time in my life.

It’s been several years since I graduated from school, but I saw students in school uniform around me.

The place is a classroom. In an unfamiliar school uniform and scenery, I became a male student sitting in a corner.

“Yuu-kun~! Did you leave your lunchbox again?”

“Ahahahaha. I’m sorry, Haruna-chan. Stop sleeping in late this morning….”

“Really~~! You can do nothing without me.”

And a strange conversation that can’t be heard or seen in common high schools in Korea. An unfamiliar hairstyle called brown twintails.

Girls and weak boys with spiky hair, like you would only see in a Japanese novel or manga.

The main characters of the NTR cartoon I saw yesterday were right in front of my eyes.

A little far away from my place.

They were enjoying the school life I had hoped for.

The male protagonist, called Yuu-kun, smiled while receiving a lunch from the main heroine, Haruna-chan. Haruna-chan had a brusque expression, but she was taking care of Yuu-kun as if she couldn’t help it.

I know.

Soon that scene will collapse.

Yuu-kun’s smiling face was stained with despair, and Haruna-chan’s face was stained with blush and white liquid, and he was going to let out an excited scream.

I was about to see yesterday that their relationship was going to get so low that I couldn’t see it anymore.

And I became the nameless supporting character sitting in the corner of their classroom.

A common mob. Mobka. In terms of comics, a male student with no expression to fill the cut.

My heart was pounding.

I put aside the fact that I went into the scenery in the cartoon I saw yesterday.

That the scene would be replayed again.

My hands are shaking. I didn’t want to see that much again.

Even though I’m not the main character, I couldn’t accept that even if I died.

I thought I should stop it.

As I watched the main character and the heroine, a childhood friend of 10 years, conversing amicably without knowing what the future would bring, I made a resolution.

I will change the story of this manga.