I Received an NTR V*deo - Episode 27

A crowd of students walked along the same path, all heading toward the station.
“Yujiro.”
“Hoshina…”
Hoshina came running and started walking beside me—so close that our arms occasionally brushed.
It wasn’t an unusual distance by normal standards, but considering Hoshina’s personality, it felt unusually intimate.
“Is something wrong? Are you worried about something?”
“Not exactly worried… just thinking.”
“I’ve said this before, but if it’s about you, I want to know. Even if it’s not a problem, I still want to hear it. So, tell me.”
“So, will you tell me another one of your embarrassing stories?”
“Ugh… No way.”
Hoshina blushed, clearly remembering the last time she’d told me something embarrassing.
“So? What’s on your mind?”
“It’s hard to say… especially to you.”
“Hard to say? Why?”
Because of what it’s about.
It’s not like I can’t tell her, but it’s definitely something I’d rather she didn’t hear.
While weighing my options, I decided not to say anything.
“It’s just hard to talk about, so I’ll pass this time.”
“Ehh, now I’m curious. Come on, tell me.”
“Maybe another time.”
“This is probably the perfect time, though!”
“I doubt it.”
To be honest, there probably won’t ever be a “perfect time” for this. And I don’t think I’ll ever tell her.
But Hoshina seemed to catch on, giving me a sharp side glance.
“This is about Higashi-san and Netori, isn’t it?”
“…Right. How did you know?”
“Well, there’s not much else that would be bugging you. Plus, I kind of hoped that was it.”
“What do you mean, ‘hoped’?”
“If it’s about those two, then I’m not just some bystander. That makes it your duty to tell me.”
With her saying that, I started wondering if maybe I should talk about it.
But considering the content…
“You probably don’t want to hear it.”
“What, is it scary?”
“Hmm, more like… disturbing.”
“…Tell me.”
I let out a deep sigh and made up my mind to tell her.
“You know about Netori’s twisted hobbies?”
“Twisted hobbies? No. Now that you mention it, I don’t really know anything about him.”
Hoshina tilted her head, clearly clueless—not just about his hobbies, but even his likes or dislikes.
“Well… he targets girls who already have boyfriends, and then, once he’s gotten with them, he sends a video to the boyfriend—like, ‘Thanks for the girl.’”
Hoshina stopped walking mid-step. Her face went pale.
“Ew, what the hell…?”
“Right? It’s disgusting.”
“What does he even get out of that? I don’t get it.”
“He thinks it’s entertaining to watch others suffer. He’s the worst kind of person.”
“Ugh… I was already embarrassed to say I ever dated him, but now this? He’s the actual worst.”
Hoshina clutched her head, looking like she might throw up.
She was clearly revolted by her ex’s vile hobby.
“Told you, you didn’t want to hear it.”
“Yeah, but I’m glad I did.”
Even with her face still pale, she looked directly at me.
“That kind of trash doesn’t deserve to walk free. I’ve been feeling so helpless not doing anything, but… ugh, still can’t think of what to do.”
She was visibly angry, clearly unable to forgive Netori for what he’d done.
Even if he sent me a video of him and Megumi now, I wouldn’t care anymore. My emotions wouldn’t be swayed.
It’s not really my problem anymore… but Hoshina wasn’t willing to let it slide.
“You think he’ll try to send one to you, too?”
“According to someone who knows, he always does. So, probably.”
“God, he’s such a piece of trash.”
She glared ahead like she could see him.
“Let’s get revenge. Together.”
“Revenge, huh… But I can’t just punch him or something. I’m a black belt in karate—can’t get into fights.”
“Why not? Isn’t that exactly why you can fight?”
“When you’re a black belt, you’re considered a ‘dan-ranked’ martial artist. If someone like me gets into a fight, it becomes a serious legal issue. Even if we’re not at fault, we’d be seen as the aggressor.”
“Huh… I wasn’t planning to ask you to beat him up anyway. But I didn’t know that.”
Apparently, dan-ranked individuals are expected to foresee dangerous outcomes and avoid escalation.
Besides, my uncle—the dojo master—strictly forbids fighting outside of training, so I wasn’t about to throw a punch.
Hoshina wasn’t asking for that either, so it wasn’t a problem.
Still, whatever kind of revenge she wanted… wouldn’t be easy.
Verbal fights are useless. What can we do?
“The more I think about it, the harder it gets. I mean, revenge sounds good, but how?”
I had already taken steps behind the scenes, but I wanted to hit Netori where it really hurts.
“Hmm… revenge, huh…”
“Want to send him a video in return?”
“Huh?”
Her words left me blank.
A video in return… what was she suggesting?
“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. A video for a video. If we sent something like that back, maybe it’d hurt him.”
“Well, sure, but…”
“Netori seems pretty into me, right? That would probably hit him hardest.”
“That… might be true. But sending him a video like that would mean you’d have to be in it.”
“Oh… right.”
She finally realized what she was suggesting.
Sending a “revenge video” would mean Hoshina herself would have to appear in it.
Maybe she’d only imagined a light-hearted clip, but once the meaning sank in, her face turned bright red.
“Um…”
“Let’s not. You don’t need to go that far just for revenge.”
“……”
She stayed quiet, still blushing, and lowered her head in thought.
“Hoshina?”
“……”
Two minutes of silence passed.
Then suddenly, she lifted her face—and dropped a bombshell.
“Let’s do it. Let’s film the video.”
“Wait… seriously?”
“Seriously. 100% serious. No joke.”
“But filming something like that means, uh… we’d have to do that kind of thing.”
“We’ll just move the timeline up!”
“Move the timeline up?”
She spoke with fiery determination.
“You remember what I said before, right? That once this whole thing is over, I’d talk to you?”
“Yeah…”
“If we’re gonna end up together anyway, let’s just move that stuff forward. Like… do it now.”
“But you hate that kind of thing, don’t you?”
“I don’t hate it. If it’s with you… I actually kind of want to. Besides, with my germophobia, I might never do it unless I try something drastic.”
She was completely serious—her gaze unwavering.
I stared back, nervous but resolute.
“This situation… technically makes it cheating, doesn’t it?”
“It’s not cheating—it’s real. And our old relationships are already over. So, let’s move that timeline up too.”
“O-okay…”
I was swept up by her intensity.
But it wasn’t just her. I felt the same way.
This wasn’t some impulsive fling. I wasn’t swayed by someone else—I truly cared about her.
And besides, Netori had already cheated. So, if we’re talking fairness… this makes us even.
I finally made up my mind. I nodded.
Hoshina nodded back.
Just like that, we decided to record the video.