1 - ANTI-NTR Isekai

' - Thoughts.

" - Dialogue.

Yuuto muttered, "What's happening?" as he stared down at the dirt.

His body throbbed with pain, and he felt pressure on the back of his head, a heavy foot pressing down. It was broad daylight.

'I was just laying down to sleep after successfully completing a scenario page... What is this...?'

'Am I getting beat up right now?' he wondered as a feminine voice cried nearby.

"P-please forgive him... he'll really die at this rate!" she pleaded, bowing as she watched from the sidelines.

'Hmm... I recognize this line...' Yuuto thought, turning his head as he lay pinned on the ground. He saw a high-school girl with a ponytail bowing and apologizing.

'She seems familiar,' he thought, ignoring the pain that wracked his body.

'Let's see...'

"He'll never do this again!" She cried.

'He'll never do this again!' echoed his thoughts.

'Holy shit.... I am in an NTR protagonist's body... in an NTR manga...!' Yuuto realized.

A manic smile spread across his face as the foot scrambled and stomped him.

"H-Hiroki, come on, apologize!" she urged.

[BACKGROUND MUSIC: Freak (The Otherside Series, Vol.2)]

Yuuto slowly raised his head. The girl and the transfer student towering above him stared down.

"BUENOS DIAS, FUCKBOY. SOY EL HOMBRE ANTI-NTR". Yuuto called in an Eskimoan Accent with a manic, bloodstained smile, startling the transfer student and the girl nearby.

"Hiroki!?" she called out, noticing the sudden shift in his demeanor.

In an instant, Yuuto's arm moved, grabbing the back of the transfer student's foot at the tendon, his fingernails digging in.

'This guy might have muscles, but he can't train his tendons,' Yuuto thought, as a cry of pain escaped from the transfer student.

"Gurrah!" the transfer student screamed, pulling his leg away from Yuuto's (Hiroki's) head.

Yuuto immediately sprang up as the transfer student stepped back, regaining his stance.

"H-Hiroki...? S-stop!" she stammered, eyes wide with shock. "He'll kill you! You can't win against—"

"Shut the fuck up, you slut," Yuuto snapped, silencing her as he squared off with the transfer student, spitting out remnants of blood from his mouth to her direction.

"W-what...?"

"Don't worry. I'll let you suck him off, since you can't wait... after I baseball his ass," Yuuto said confidently, standing upright, a manic smile spreading across his face.

"W-wait... I-I don't..." she murmured.

'H-he... He knew...?' she thought, shame creeping in as she looked down while Yuuto brazenly walked towards the man.

"Hey, look! Hiroki actually made the transfer student trip!" a group of students called out in disbelief.

"I... I thought that transfer student would have destroyed him by now..." a nearby girl murmured.

"So, you're the only one whose name wasn't revealed in the manga. What's your name, veiny turd?" Yuuto taunted, clenching his fists and glaring with an intensity never seen before.

The transfer student noticed something was different.

'This runt... he's changed,' he thought, as the small Hiroki, whom he had easily beaten moments earlier, now radiated a powerful, fiery aura. It felt like the eyes of a completely different creature were staring at him, despite Hiroki's small size.

But he quickly shrugged it off, licking his lips as he thought of Nao, while readying his fist.

'Doesn't matter. When I'm done with him, he'll be lucky if he can even use his mouth! I'll tie him to a chair and force him to watch as I fuck this bitch!' He lunged, throwing a lightning-fast punch at Yuuto.

'Let's stick to Veiny Turd, then.' Yuuto thought, easily dodging the punch.

"What?!" Veiny Turd exclaimed, swinging another punch at Yuuto, which he effortlessly avoided.

In a panic, he threw more punches and attempted grabs to trip him, each move becoming increasingly desperate.

"N-no way... Hiroki's... actually avoiding those punches?" Nao gasped, breathless and shocked.

'Jesus, what a pushover,' Yuuto thought, dodging the blows with ease. 'This veiny turd thinks he's tough because he can bully a limp like Hiroki and overpower the girls around him? Doesn't he know...!'

Yuuto grabbed the transfer student's shirt, positioning his legs for a judo throw.

'The bigger they are...!'

Nao placed her hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in disbelief as she watched the towering transfer student lose his balance.

"Grrrggh!!!" The transfer student grunted, trying to break free, but couldn't escape Hiroki's grasp as he had already lost the strength in his legs as he was lifted off the ground.

'...The harder they fall!' Yuuto thought as he slammed the transfer student's body against the ground, a cloud of dust rising from the impact.

The transfer student coughed up spit, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Before the transfer student could fully gather his thoughts, Yuuto moved quickly, pressing his knee against the transfer student's neck.

"Hiroki!" Nao shouted in concern.

'I can't kill this bastard... too many witnesses. If I break his body, I might end up in juvie. This much will have to do,' Yuuto thought, unleashing a barrage of phoenix eye fists onto the student's chest and shoulders.

'Normally, punches from a frail body like mine(Hiroki's) wouldn't do much against someone as toned as this. That's why I have to use phoenix eye fists... at least until I can train this body,' he considered, focusing each punch with precision.

[Phoenix eye fist is a martial arts technique where the middle knuckle is extended to concentrate the force of a punch on a smaller surface. This can cause severe damage and greatly increases the chances of internal injuries. Don't try it at home.]

"HIROKI, STOP, PLEASE!" Nao shouted, her voice laced with concern.

"Whoa, look at Nao-chan. She didn't scream like that when Hiroki was getting beat up."

"Was she with that guy from the start?" the students speculated. Nao felt their prying, judgmental stares and froze.

After a moment, Yuuto halted his barrage.

The transfer student lay breathless and unconscious on the ground, bruises covering his body.

'That should keep him immobile for a few days,' Yuuto thought, getting up and walking away as if he'd just taken out the trash.

"H-Hiroki..." Nao called, running after him.

"That was too much! You shouldn't have—"

SLAP