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 5: I Am the Singer☆ Shion Hachiyama (Part 2) ~And Then to Shit Meme Material [Masao's Perspective]

Chapter 5: I Am the Singer☆ Shion Hachiyama (Part 2) ~And Then to Sh1t Meme Material [Masao’s Perspective]

Ren and Kirara and one more, a woman with black hair tied up and sharp eyes, stood with her arms crossed as she stared at me. She was probably in her early twenties? She had a good body and was a beauty, so my Shion-tan in my crotch twitched with arousal without thinking, but it did not seem like that kind of situation.

–My girlfriend Ren and my fvck buddy兼ATM Kirara were together in this situation; it felt dangerous. That was the vibe!

“You have it good, huh, putting your hands on women however you like and hurting them. I’m the delinquent female teacher, Shuko Yaguruma. This Yuzuri Ren over here is my cousin, and that Kirara Yano over there is my friend. I had been getting consultations from both of them about ‘maybe my boyfriend is cheating,’ but the boyfriend descriptions they gave during the consultations were so similar that I thought something was up, so I brought the two of them together, and it turned out their boyfriends were the same person, which surprised me. And then today, when I brought the two of them together and they exchanged information about each other’s boyfriends, at this exact timing, that cheating boyfriend blows up with a violence video; how much evil have you piled up until now? Do you know what karma is?? Shion Hachiyama—–no, Masao Iwai.”

She said that and directed eyes of contempt at me, Yaguruma did. Directing those eyes at me like that was unforgivable!!! But I thought my maneuvering had been perfect, but it had been found out, huh.

“The lowest!! I never thought you were such scum, Shion-tan—no! You’re not that anymore; you’re just Masao, you… Masao!!”

Ren glared at me with eyes full of scorn, like she was looking at garbage. Those eyes overlapped with the gazes directed at me back in middle school days, and in high school days. What revived were the days when I was being mocked.

“Hah? Who’s the scum, you bastard! Don’t mock me!! I’ll fucking kill you!!”

I could not forgive being mocked like that, so I lunged to punch her, but the woman called Yaguruma, who stood like a guardian deity, grabbed my collar and threw me as if pushing me back.

“Take that!!”

With that voice from Yaguruma, I was pushed backward and fell to the ground on my back. It hurt so much, Mom… Wait, was that a counter throw or something? This was like a game, damn it, this amateur called Yaguruma!!

“Shion, that’s awful. You said the one you really liked was just me…!”

To me, who writhed in agony from hitting my back, Kirara said that in an accusing tone. Shut up; the one who wanted to cry was me, no matter how you thought about it!! What the hell had I even done!!! Hot guys are innocent, right?! Worry about me first! I’m in so much pain here?! Damn, damn, damn!

“Hah, I don’t know. Anyway, there’s no way a hot singer-sama like me would be satisfied with just you; I’m Shion-tan, you know! Idiot!!”

When I said that while laughing, Kirara crouched down and started crying. Damn, what a hassle. Wait, no matter how you looked at it, I was the victim who had been subjected to violence, right? If that cuckolded loser Tak-kun was the victim yesterday, then I was the victim too in something like this. It had to be the same, right!? This was an inflammatory case; had not someone recorded just now? These idiot women were 1000% guilty; they were the criminals!!

“–Masao, did you just laugh at my family? Should I laugh too?”

Yaguruma, that woman, said that while slowly approaching me.

Damn it; who was Masao? I was Hachiyama, Shion Hachiyama! Not Masao! I was not the Masao from back then who did not get served lunch until the very end when distributing meals, who always got left over in group assignments and was reluctantly taken in, who had girls step back even when he talked to them; I had quit being Masao and become Shion Hachiyama! I would not let anyone call me Masao!!

“Shut up; I’ll fvck all you bitches at once!”

“Take that!!”

I clenched my fist and went to punch Yaguruma in the face with a gender-equality punch, but along with the shout, I got thrown again.

“Ab ya?!”

The next instant, I let out a pathetic scream and was lying on the ground once more. My whole body hurt. I would not forgive this; I absolutely would not forgive it. The fucking penalty was decided!! As I stood up, I burned with anger and flipped her the middle finger.

“You threw me twice; I absolutely won’t forgive that. I’ll punch you until your face swells up, and then with my obelisk, I’ll God Pantyhose Crusher you until you cry!!”

“Take that!!”

“Gyaaan!!”

Again with the take that!! shout, and I got thrown and made to scream. This was totally a crime; this had to be a crime, right?!?!

“If it’s come to this, then my special move! Shion-tan! Ultra! Fighting—”

“Take that!!”

Damn it—at least let me finish saying the move name!!!

“Pogeya?!”

–And then I hit the ground on my back again and screamed. I had been thrown so many times that every corner of my body hurt.

“…Oh, Masao. I forgot to mention, but I come from a family that does ancient martial arts, and I’ve been training in it forever. So even against men or women, I won’t lose to a grade-school dropout shut-in guy.”

Yaguruma, that woman, said that casually. Don’t say that now?! Was not that cheating!! She had beaten up an innocent, frail me without mercy; what an evildoer!!

“Gu, guuuu, gusoga gusoga, damn it damn it!! You beast; remember this!!”

I could not stay in a place like this! I was going home!! I turned my back on the three women and started running. They had used violence on me; I would not forgive that!! I would tattle to Mom and absolutely make them pay for this!!!! With revenge against yesterday’s idiot kid and those idiot women in my chest, I went back to my parents’ house crying, slept in my fluffy bed, but—–the next day around noon, when I woke up, there were more viral videos of me.

“[Breaking News] Shion Hachiyama’s Reverse Rage Attempted Assault on Women Also Gets Him Fully Beaten as a Pathetic Slug!! [Enemy of Women]”

That was the video of the exchange with Yaguruma, Ren, Kirara, and the others from yesterday. The women were not identifiable, but the video of me yelling wildly while getting thrown over and over had been edited using one cam, two cam, three cam to make me look as pathetic as possible.

–I had been set up. Yesterday, they had known I was coming to Kirara’s place, so those guys had prepared cameras and waited in ambush. That thing yesterday had been a trap. What cruel things those people did; was this, was this what humans did!?

“Take that lololololol!!!”

“This is a disgrace to the world!! So pathetic it’s like Muzan lolol”

“Next time, Shion-tan dies! Duel standby!!”

“This guy’s done for, right? He can’t show his face on stage ever again.”

“Fuel dump too much just one day after yesterday lolol”

“Good sh1t meme material has come.”

“This will make the take that Shion-tan bed-slamming sound MAD go viral.”

My head spun dizzily. It felt like the ground was crumbling under my feet; I had no strength.

I was supposed to be a winner in life, a beautiful carnivore, a singer-sama with momentum that could fell birds in flight, right?! So why was I the one flaming up, turned into a plaything for netizens, made a laughingstock…!

What was this? Why, how had I ended up like this…? This had to be a lie, right? It was, right? Hey, someone tell me!!!