My Childhood Friend Who Was Doing Personal V-Tubing Got Ntr’d by a Singer (LOL), but I’ve Decided to Just Sit Back and Watch the Two of Them Roll Down the Hill of Life and Fall Into Ruin - Chapter 21: I Am the Tragic Heroine [Childhood Friend's Perspective]

Chapter 21: I Am the Tragic Heroine [Childhood Friend’s Perspective]

“Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! Damn damn damn damn damn damn!! Damn it!!”

I picked up the keyboard and slammed it against the table over and over, sending keys flying through the air as the broken keyboard scattered everywhere. But this much wasn’t enough to settle the anger boiling in my gut.

“It pisses me off, the management! They keep getting in the way of all my services!! Why won’t they let me stream comfortably! I want to be fawned over by those weak men!”

I yelled whatever came to mind in my emotions, my spirits rising so high from the excitement that my shoulders heaved with each breath, but I couldn’t hold back and hurled the remnants of the keyboard I had picked up at the wall.

“What the hell is this BAN crap! Go screw yourself, you bastards!!”

My emotions got out of control, and I screamed and ranted, but since I was the only one in this house, no one complained. Ever since trash dad got sent to the holding cell, trash mom left money behind and threw herself into work, and even when she came home, she just slept from exhaustion.

Parents like trash who couldn’t even properly take care of their kid and escaped reality didn’t matter anymore.

…In the end, I had to leave school too, in the form of transferring to the affiliated correspondence high school.

They called it voluntary, but if I refused, it would be expulsion and I’d end up a middle school graduate; there was no way I could refuse. My high school life, which had just begun, came to an end, my personal V activities that had finally gotten on track had their shell taken away unjustly, my parents went off somewhere, school became a de facto expulsion, and I got dumped by my beloved childhood friend, losing the warm family gatherings too, so I ended up with nothing. Oh, and Masao disappeared too. No, to be honest, Masao didn’t matter anymore, but he was Masao.

To somehow get back the V shell, I used the remaining revenue and New Year’s money to buy a PC and streaming equipment, started over as a streamer staking my comeback, threw away my pride and did ego searches on SNS to target the weak men (lol) who came to watch my streams with real love sales pitches, and at first it grew, but it quickly hit a plateau, and then―――Tak-kun’s mom of all people designed a new personal V duo, and thanks to big names like Kirara and Ren spreading it around, all the buzz concentrated on that pair. They stole all the attention.

No matter what I did, I couldn’t win against Tak-kun’s mom’s new V combo.

When I tried increasing skin exposure, I got the whole account banned.

…Once I built up a following as a streamer, I was supposed to expose Asher and send those followers as fan funnels!! I was supposed to get Asher back!

No matter how many times I remade accounts, they got frozen immediately. This is like an angel with its wings clipped, no, a butterfly.

You think I’d back down like this? I asserted myself on an online bulletin board with a fixed handle, but I got treated as a troll and made fun of.

Everyone treats me like an idiot, looks down on me, bullies me. It’s frustrating, frustrating frustrating frustrating. Why does everyone get in my way? Why won’t things go right?! It pisses me off, pisses me off, pisses me off. I haven’t done anything wrong, have I!!!!!!

…No matter how much I ask why, no one answers. I should have had everything, but I lost it all. I have nothing now. Thinking that makes me so frustrated and sad that tears come out. It’s humiliating; for me to go through this is a loss to the world, right?!

And Tak-kun is Tak-kun too. After just one little affair, doesn’t he feel like a scum for turning on me like that? And he threw me away like trash, took everything from me, and yet he’s feeling good with Kusaka and Asakura as his two servants. My affair is no good, but he thinks his harem is okay; that’s sneaky. No, despicable, Your Despicableness.

“Disgusting! How can you do something like that!!”

I punched the bed while crying, kicked the wall, went on a rampage, but my mood didn’t clear up.

“…This is definitely wrong.”

Tak-kun, who doesn’t even care about me suffering with everything taken away, is instead getting fawned over by girls. Come to think of it, the voices of that Ex and Benomu duo sound a lot like Kusaka and Asakura.

Did he dump me and switch to Kusaka and Asakura!! There’s no way I can forgive that!!

…I see. That’s right. It’s Tak-kun. Everything went well for me because Tak-kun was there giving me everything. And because Tak-kun dumped me, I’m in this pathetic state now. If I get Tak-kun back, everything will go perfectly again.

But I couldn’t do it with my own power. Just as I thought that, my smartphone rang with a message notification.

『Got bailed out for now, but wanna do it once?』

…What is it, Masao.

He has no use to me anymore, so I could just ignore him… But I picked up the smartphone anyway. If I use this Masao well, maybe everything will go perfectly. I have nothing left to protect, no position, nothing. There’s no need to hesitate.

Yeah, in net novels, the saint who gets her engagement unjustly broken or exiled always gets her revenge in the end. So… I should be able to get mine too.

I can take Tak-kun back from those two b1tch asses and reclaim what was mine… using that shameless, unrepentant, zero-reflection lower-half s3x crime offender――――Masao.

I’m not some idiot who obediently drinks poison and ends her life. I’m Juliet going to get Romeo back.

At the trump card that fell into my hands unexpectedly, a smile involuntarily spilled across my lips. ―――Not yet, it’s not over yet…!