Chapter 1: Her as the NTR Master

“Tsugumu, wait for me~”

Yuuma Tsugumu’s expression stiffened the moment he heard the soft, sweet voice behind him, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Even though the sound of the door closing when he got up today had been very quiet, could it be that he had still been heard?

Just as Tsugumu was wondering if the sound of the door closing this morning had startled the ‘Great Demon King’ next door, a white-haired girl walking with light steps had already taken the lead and grabbed his arm.

The girl’s fair face pressed tightly against the boy’s arm, the corners of her mouth curling into that signature smile.

“You… get away from me — “

Tsugumu looked at his newly added ‘accessory’ with a dissatisfied face, speaking in an unhappy tone.

“Eh — don’t tell me you aren’t looking forward to a beautiful girl in a youthful sailor suit?”

With that, the girl let go of the boy and took a few steps back to show off her slender figure wrapped in the school uniform.

She then spun around a few times, her skirt swaying slightly to reveal the Absolute Territory between the hem and her white stockings.

‘Heh heh, look at you. Are you staring?’

Just as the girl closed her eyes and fantasized with a smug face about a scene where Tsugumu’s nose bled everywhere, Tsugumu had already walked to the next corner.

“Tsugumu?”

The girl’s eyes widened in disbelief.

She stood frozen in place for a second before disregarding her image and hurriedly picking up her pace.

“Wait for me — Tsugumu!”

—

“Good morning, Akiba!”

“Good morning~”

“Morning, Sakura — “

“Morning!”

The girl maintained her elegant posture while responding to the classmates who greeted her with a sweet smile.

In the first week of enrollment, she won the championship the first time she participated in the self-organized Beauty Pageant at Asahi High School.

In the second week, she defeated the Tennis Club’s heavy-hitter, Pilkson.

Then, for three consecutive days, she relied on her cosplay as Marin Kitagawa to defeat all the female members of the Anime Club, winning the championship of the fifteenth Anime Club COS Contest…

Akiba Sakura — known as the ‘All-school Boy Killer’, with the nickname ‘Terrifying Upright Ape’… wait, no, it was ‘The Unattainable Flower of Beauty’.

A single look or smile from the girl could make any boy she made eye contact with turn his gaze away slightly.

“Hey? Our ‘Big Liar’ Sakura, are you coming or not?”

“You…”

Sakura hurriedly kept up with Tsugumu’s pace, her eyes looking at his back with resentment.

Average looks, average personality, average grades — an entirely average template.

This was Akiba Sakura’s evaluation of Yuuma Tsugumu.

He had never known how to dress himself since they were kids and was unkempt every day, with bangs long enough to cover half his face.

To put it bluntly, he was a completely average, gloomy character.

Logically, it was impossible for someone like that to have anything to do with a ‘National Goddess’ like Akiba Sakura, but as long as they were ‘Childhood Friends’, the situation was completely different.

‘Dammit, I won’t be able to maintain my persona at this rate!’

At this moment, Sakura pouted and murmured in her heart.

‘I’m so damn amazing, why is this guy still not interested in me?! At this rate, when will my Netorare Plan ever come to fruition?!’

No one who admired Akiba Sakura knew that behind the elegant young lady was actually an ‘NTR’ enthusiast.

—

Akiba Sakura’s previous life was that of a famous big shot.

Back then, she — or rather, he — wasn’t called Akiba Sakura.

He was called Fujiwara Nishiki, a well-known ‘Yellow Hair’ in the area!

Relying on his excellent looks and understanding of most girls, he used various sweet words to trick girls who already had boyfriends into his hands, continuously carrying out his ‘NTR business’.

Being able to enjoy the despairing and angry expressions of those Victims was where Fujiwara Nishiki’s most refreshing fetish lay.

This guy — he was completely born for Netorare!

Compared to being intimate with girls, Fujiwara Nishiki cared more about enjoying the despairing expressions of men.

Therefore, after enjoying a man’s despair, Fujiwara Nishiki would always discard the girl without hesitation to look for the next suitable ‘Cuckold Slave’.

Such a heartless, big-time scoundrel was eventually targeted by an ‘Isekai Transporter’ —

A large truck, driven by an exhausted driver, drove straight toward Fujiwara Nishiki just as he was on his way to enjoy a ‘Victim’s’ despair.

In an instant, Fujiwara Nishiki’s world went dark.

When the darkness slowly dissipated, Fujiwara Nishiki hadn’t traveled to another world but was instead reborn as a baby girl still in a cradle.

Her parents named her Akiba Sakura.

Even though she had become a girl without a certain part, Sakura did not choose to give up her ‘Grand NTR Undertaking’.

In fact, she was initially very excited that she had been reborn as a girl.

Because enjoying the despairing expressions of ‘Victims’ as a Yellow Hair had eventually become a bit dull.

Now that she had become a girl, couldn’t she enjoy the ‘Victim’s’ enticing expressions from another, closer, more immersive perspective?

‘Just imagine… when my boyfriend sees the usually virtuous and beautiful me being stolen away by a Yellow Hair — that stunned, hopeless expression… Just thinking about it gets me so fired up! Mwahahaha!’

“Kekekekekekekeke…”

“?”

“Why is this child’s laughter so strange?”

Sakura’s mother looked at the baby girl in the cradle, the corners of her mouth twitching.

“Dear, come and see what’s wrong with the baby. This laughter isn’t quite what I imagined!”

“What laughter? Shouldn’t babies be crying all day long?”

—

Under her parents’ sharp gazes, Sakura behaved herself.

‘With this body, the plan might need to be pushed back a bit.’

—

“Tsugumu, this child is Sakura from next door!”

“Sakura, say hello to your brother!”

“Oh ho…”

Holding her mother’s hand, Sakura met Yuuma Tsugumu face-to-face for the first time at 3 years old, as he was also holding his mother’s hand.

As an ‘NTR Master’, Sakura immediately had an evil idea —

‘ This development… Could it be the childhood friend trope?!’

Among the many NTR Incidents, Sakura was even more obsessed with NTR between childhood friends.

‘Perhaps — this is fate’s arrangement! As long as I carefully play the role of a sensible, envied childhood friend, and then let a Yellow Hair swoop in and steal me once my childhood friend is so in love he can’t live without me, the scene that follows… heh heh heh!’

“Kekekekekekekeke…”

“Um?”

Tsugumu’s mother looked blankly at Sakura’s mother, who had a calm expression.

She hadn’t expected the other woman’s next words to completely baffle her.

“It’s nothing… this is the child’s signature laugh. You’ll get used to it.”

Sakura broke free from her mother’s hand, took three quick steps, and jumped directly in front of Tsugumu.

She then grabbed his hand.

“Brother Tsugumu!”

“Ah! Hello…”

Seeing a hint of pink rise on the little boy’s fair face, Sakura was so excited she couldn’t keep the corners of her mouth down —

‘Heh heh, this is promising! ‘