I Received an NTR V*deo - Episode 30

Imagining the relationship between the two, and recalling what he had done, Netori’s legs began to tremble.
His hands shook, the corners of his mouth twitched, and cold sweat poured from his forehead.
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“A-Ah… wait, huh? I thought your boyfriend was that Yokoshima guy…”
“Nope! My boyfriend is Hirofumi. Isn’t he dreamy?”
“S-sorry! I didn’t know!!”
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Realizing the gravity of his mistake, Netori lowered his head in apology.
He probably never imagined that his usual flirty antics with women would land him in a situation like this.
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“You think a simple ‘sorry’ is gonna cut it? You laid your filthy hands on my girl, bastard.”
“I really am sorry! I didn’t know, I swear!”
“Whether you knew or not doesn’t matter. What matters is you messed with my girl.”
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Now Netori dropped to his knees in a full dogeza.
He pressed his head to the ground, begging for forgiveness.
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“I’m sorry… I truly am sorry!”
“…Well, I’m not a complete monster. I’ll let you off the hook.”
“R-really!?”
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Netori looked up, his eyes filled with hope.
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“Yeah. I’ll forgive you… for 1 million yen.”
“…Huh?”
“Compensation. Ever heard of it? When you hurt or cause trouble for someone, you pay damages. You messed with my heart, man.”
“B-but a million yen… that’s impossible…”
“Too much? If you can’t pay, I’ve got other ways to deal with you.”
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Hirofumi leaned in closer to the kneeling Netori, who kept his head down, shoulders trembling.
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“F-fine… I’ll do what I can to come up with the million…”
“Good. In that case, make it five million.”
“What!?”
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The sudden jump to five million sent Netori into a panic.
But Hirofumi grinned wickedly and continued.
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“Fujii Takuto. Oshima Masaki. Kudo Taichi. Fukushima Makoto. All guys you’ve screwed over. One million each. That makes five million, including mine. Got a problem with that?”
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These were the four people who had suffered because of the videos Netori had spread.
Hirofumi was demanding damages for all of them.
He always said intel was crucial when cornering someone—and clearly, he’d done his homework.
I let out a sigh of admiration.
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“Oh, and me? I got back at you by sending that video, so I’m good. But pay up for the others, alright?”
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I said it casually, but Netori just glared at me.
He feared Hirofumi, but he still seemed pissed at me.
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“F-five million is impossible! A million was already pushing it…”
“You’ll be fine. I’ll introduce you to a place where you can earn that money. Just work off the debt.”
“S-sounds sketchy…”
“Sketchier than Katō?”
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Hirofumi flashed a sinister grin.
Honestly, that sounded way sketchier than this Katō guy.
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“N-no way I can do that…”
“Is that so? Look around. There are over 200 guys from Ryudan Academy here. They’ll beat you senseless. Every single day. Until you pay up. Injured or not, you’ll be hounded until the day you die.”
“N-no… please…”
“But hey, I’ll let you choose. Get beaten until you pay, or pay willingly. What do you think, Yujiro?”
“My recommendation? Pay first, then get beaten.”
“You’re the worst! You’re a damn demon!”
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Hirofumi laughed loudly.
The Ryudan guys around him joined in with awkward, dry chuckles.
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“Come on, Hirofumi’s more of a devil than me.”
“Hey now, that’s not fair. I’m a very kind person.”
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Hirofumi chuckled and continued.
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“So, what’s it gonna be? Pick your poison.”
“I… I really can’t. Five million is impossible.”
“Okay. Doesn’t change the outcome either way, so I don’t mind.”
“And I’m a high school student! I can’t get a job!”
“Don’t worry. The world’s short on labor these days. Even a middle school dropout like you will find something.”
“I can’t work! Please, have mercy!”
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Hirofumi looked down at the trembling Netori.
Then Koda, who was standing next to him, chimed in.
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“So, what’s gonna happen to Netori~?”
“Who knows? Depends on him. If he’s lucky, maybe he’ll still have all his limbs by the end.”
“Ugh…”
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Netori dropped into a dogeza again.
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“I really can’t do this! A kid like me can’t come up with five million!”
“I told you, I’ll help you earn it.”
“Please, I’m begging you… just let me go…”
“No way in hell. When I say I’ll do something, I do it. I always crush scumbags who pull cowardly crap like you.”
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Hirofumi turned to the Ryudan students and spoke in a calm, quiet voice.
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“Go.”
“Yes, sir.”
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The Ryudan boys began closing in on Netori.
Panicking, Netori clung to Hirofumi’s leg.
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“W-wait! I’ll do it! I’ll pay the money!”
“Tch. Damn, just a little more and we could’ve had some fun beating you up.”
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Netori looked like he was on the verge of hyperventilating.
To suddenly have five million yen of debt dumped on him… Hirofumi really didn’t hold back.
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“Five million… that’s a hell of a sum.”
“You… you set me up, didn’t you? Who were you working with!?”
“Ehh? What’re you talking about~? I have no idea~.”
“Damn you!”
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Koda feigned innocence, but Netori couldn’t press further.
He probably never imagined that fooling around with a girl would turn into this level of debt.
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“Looks like you’ve made some good friends.”
“This is your doing, isn’t it!?”
“Hmm? No idea what you’re talking about.”
“You bastard… you—!”
“If you’ve got proof, show me. We’ll talk after that.”
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Netori glared at me and Koda, but with Hirofumi nearby, he couldn’t make a move.
If Hirofumi weren’t here, he definitely would’ve attacked us.
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“Damn it… why the hell did this happen to me?”
“Because you brought it on yourself.”
“……”
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Hirofumi’s sharp remark left Netori speechless.
Frustration, pain, rage—all those emotions were clear in his eyes.
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“You… I’ll…”
“You’ll what?”
“…Kill you.”
“Don’t say such scary things. Let’s keep things peaceful. Come on, smile.”
“How can I smile in a situation like this!?”
“Hirofumi, help him smile, will you?”
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Looking down at the seething Netori, I turned to Hirofumi.
He grinned and said:
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“Futon ga futtonda.” (‘The futon flew away’ – a terrible pun)
“That’s not even funny. That’s just lame.”
“Tch. I’m not good at this kind of thing. Hey, laugh already.”
“Ah… ahaha…”
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Netori forced a laugh through a twisted, pained expression.
Clearly, he had no power to resist Hirofumi.
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“See? You can laugh.”
“Damn you…”
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His veins were bulging with stress—Netori looked like he was about to burst.
But this wasn’t over yet.
Time to drop the final bomb.
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“Oh, right. Netori.”
“What now?”
“Hirofumi’s not the only one who’s got business with you.”
“…Huh?”
“My brother does, too.”
“What?”
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Just hearing the word “brother” made Netori’s face go pale.
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“Yeah. My brother’s got a score to settle with you.”
“You mean… he’s mad about what happened between us!?”
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I shrugged and answered flatly.
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“Nope. My brother’s not the kind of guy who does things for my sake.”
“Haha. Yeah, Toshiro would never lift a finger for Yujiro.”
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Netori looked more confused than ever.
He hadn’t done anything to involve my brother—or so he thought.
His face said it all.
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“T-then why would your brother…?”
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Netori looked like he was going to throw up.
Even the upperclassmen he tried to call for backup feared this guy.
It’s no wonder he looked ready to pass out.
I couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at his worsening expression.
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“It’s a different matter. Separate issue.”
“D-different…?”