I Received an NTR V*deo - Episode 28

“That bastard…!!”
Immediately after receiving the video from Yujiro, Netori flew into a rage.
Tears streamed down his face as he thrashed about violently in his room.
The room was in complete disarray, the window shattered, letting in the icy wind from outside.
Having destroyed everything in sight, Netori began punching the walls next.
Holes littered the walls, but his fury showed no sign of subsiding.
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“I won’t forgive them… I won’t, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t!! I’ll fucking kill them!”
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Completely consumed by emotion, Netori finally wiped his tears and took out his phone.
He tried to make a call—to Hoshina.
But no matter how many times he dialed, she didn’t pick up.
Even the ringtone itself only served to aggravate him further, and in his frustration, he slammed the phone down onto the broken bed.
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“Why the hell aren’t you answering, you b1tch!?”
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He clawed at his head, his feelings for Hoshina bubbling back up, and once again tears welled in his eyes.
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“Hoshina… Hoshina… Why? You wouldn’t even let me touch you… not even once…”
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He hugged his knees, trembling like a child.
Just then, his phone started to ring.
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“Hoshina!?”
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He instantly looked up and answered.
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“Hello?”
‘Ah, Netori. It’s me.’
“…Megumi?”
‘Um… can we meet? Just for a bit…’
“…”
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Megumi, who had come close to Netori’s house, was waiting in a small park nearby.
She looked up at the moonlit sky, her heart filled with a mix of hope and anxiety for what lay ahead.
Soon, Netori arrived, and she greeted him with a smile.
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“Netori.”
“…What do you want?”
“What do you mean, ‘what’? I wanted you to meet my parents.”
“Why?”
“What do you mean ‘why’? Isn’t it obvious? I can’t not introduce you. We have to talk about our future.”
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The video Yujiro had sent.
It had enraged Netori to his very core.
And here was Megumi, speaking with such blissful ignorance.
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“We can’t get married yet, but we’ll be together from now on. So, we should meet each other’s parents—”
“I’m not meeting them.”
“Huh…?”
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His icy voice froze Megumi in place.
Then, as if projecting his hatred for Yujiro, Netori spat cruel words at her.
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“There’s no fucking way I’m ending up with a b1tch like you.”
“W-What are you saying?”
“You thought I was serious the other day? God, you’re stupid. I don’t give a sh1t if you’re pregnant. If you wanna raise it, do it on your own.”
“…”
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Megumi was speechless.
Seeing her hurt expression, Netori pressed on, like he was enjoying her pain.
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“You were just a toy from the start! I was never serious, not even for a second. I only got close to you to mess with the guy who had a girlfriend. And you still haven’t figured that out?”
“That’s a lie… You told me you loved me…”
“You ever heard of lip service? Jesus, you’re pathetic. Believing anything someone says—what a fucking joke.”
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He sneered down at her, laughing mockingly.
Megumi covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
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“Don’t look at me with that disgusting face, you ugly b1tch! What’s with the victim act? You cheated too—you’re just as guilty. You seriously make me sick.”
“That’s… that’s so cruel… What about the baby? Are you going to take responsibility?”
“Responsibility? Want me to take care of it for you?”
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With the eyes of a killer, Netori stepped toward Megumi.
She instinctively backed away, sensing something terrifying in him.
But he closed the distance, grabbed her hair, and screamed into her ear.
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“Ow…!”
“You want me to take responsibility by killing the baby!? You want me to kick your belly in, or stab it with a knife? I could have you run over by a car, too. Pick your poison—go on, choose!”
“That’s… that’s too horrible…”
“No, your face is what’s horrible. So disgusting it makes me want to puke.”
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Megumi sobbed uncontrollably.
Her expression, though distorted by pain, was still hauntingly tragic.
Netori looked down on her with disdain and continued to berate her.
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“I helped make that video for Yujiro… I cooperated with you…”
“Cooperated? Then why the hell are you acting like a victim? You’re an accomplice too. And that video? You were the one who wanted to do it. I just went along with it.”
“You were the one who suggested it…”
“Stop blaming others for your sh1t!!”
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Still gripping her hair, Netori punched Megumi in the face.
She collapsed to the ground, clutching her face in agony.
Bl00d gushed from her mouth, and her vision blurred.
She looked up at Netori with eyes full of despair, unable to process what was happening.
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“I told you not to look at me with that disgusting face!!”
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Blinded by rage, Netori raised his foot to kick Megumi in the stomach.
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“Stop it!!”
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She curled up, shielding her belly with her legs and narrowly avoided the full impact.
In pain from her injuries, she clutched her abdomen and looked up at him.
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“Please… stop…”
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Netori grinned down at her like a demon and said:
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“If you ever wanna get rid of the brat, just say the word. I’ll help—personally.”
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With that, he turned and burst into laughter, walking away.
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“Aah… Aaahh… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!”
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Megumi broke down in a fit of anguish, crying and screaming as if possessed.
Netori, seemingly satisfied, smirked and left the scene.
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But even after what he’d done to Megumi, the thought of Yujiro and Hoshina still burned in his mind.
Once her cries had faded into the distance, he pulled out his phone and called Yujiro.
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‘Hello?’
“I’m gonna fucking kill you!!”
‘Ah, so you watched the video? Pretty great, right?’
“Yeah. Great. It gave me a perfect reason to kill you. Be at the location I tell you tomorrow. Don’t run. I’m dragging your ass straight to hell.”
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With that, Netori ended the call.
Immediately, he dialed someone else.
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‘What’s up, Netori?’
“I need a favor—can you gather some guys?”
‘What’s this about?’
“There’s someone I have to kill. I need your help.”
‘…Got it.’
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The one he called was a friend of Rindou’s.
With confirmation that he was in, Netori stared into the darkness, eyes filled with hatred.
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The next night.
In an abandoned building.
Netori stood alone—until the place began to fill with people.
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Dozens of Rindou students gathered around him.
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“Netori, I brought as many as I could.”
“Thanks…”
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Netori hadn’t slept a wink since the day before. Dark circles framed his eyes as he waited for Yujiro, the hatred boiling inside him.
Looking around at the sheer number of people, a crooked grin spread across his face.
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“You really managed to pull in a crowd.”
“Guess I did.”
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Roughly 200 guys had shown up.
With this many, Yujiro wouldn’t stand a chance, Netori thought.
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He was definitely going to kill him. But how?
With this many, Yujiro wouldn’t even be able to fight back.
Last time, the bastard had acted all smug—but not this time.
This time, Netori would show him hell before killing him slowly.
No matter how much he cried, begged, or screamed—he would die.
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Just as Netori resolved himself, a man stepped through the building’s entrance.
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He’s here.
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The stillness inside Netori shattered.
All of his emotions surged to the surface.
The one who appeared—of course—was Yujiro.
He strolled in calmly, completely unfazed.
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“ENJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
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Netori, seething with rage, roared at the approaching Yujiro.