Death by NTR!!!

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In my 18 years of life, there has not been a day where I could live peacefully. Yes, I've been blessed with rich parents but they're nothing like the parents, I hoped to be loved.

I was a model student as most of the time my parents (Step Mother & Biological Father) forced upon me studies so that they could brag them in their Circle. Yah, you might be thinking why, I a Young Master of rich family, why would I think about such injustice rather boss around in my batchmates.

It was because, I was born with the unnatural sense of emotions from birth. I don't know how but at the first day of my birth, I was able to feel the expectations of my father. My father was a rich conglomerate and had many shares all around the country.

He was also highly intellectual who could track down the up and downs of companies in business world where he could easily invest in them making him a hidden businessman. He was the top graduate of Tokyo UNI at his generation which helped him to make many connections and gave him a footing where he could hold some power, while most of the (friends) graduates went into politics.

Yes that was the point when his father arrogance and pride birthed as he planned to make his future progeny to have similar achievements like him. To stroke his Ego, he even married mother, who was a member of royal family, which lose their power after the country changed into Constitutional Monarchy with Parliamentary Government.

My mother name was Megumi Shinnō (Biological Mother), she was a very beautiful, charismatic and otherworldly gorgeous woman. From my birth to her death she loved me unconditionally from thick to thin times. Because of my father expections of me, my mother had many conflicts and fights with him as she supported (me) her son wholeheartedly.

As what I suggested about my mom could be exaggerated but for me, she was an Angel and hero. That must be the reason, I'm attracted to her causing me to be only interested on mature woman. Yes, I'm the one who watches h.e.n-tâi with Mother/Mature woman 'genre'. Even model students need some leeway to release their stress.

But everything broke down when my mother died in car accident a typical Hit-and-run case where culprit couldn't be investigated till this date. I was already aware that my father was leaning towards affairs because of constant fights he carried with my mother. He had used some strings to plan killing my mother with his connections.

How did I find out? The unforgivable father didn't even attend mother's funeral and rather was having affairs day & night. Some even were family members of my friends in school as they sometimes boasted how they turn rich just because of a businessman getting interest in the women of their vessel or main families.

Then one day (gomi) father bought a young woman with him. She had long waist-lenth black hair. Angular eyebrows akin to a supermodel with light yellow eyes similar to cat. She had an hourglass figure with a large bust and plump cake which would make any sane person drool.

Yes, father bought this woman from a escort service, her name was Kawada Rikka. That woman had a very sultry aura as if she could seduce anyone with the tools she had on her body. That woman became my new step mother, yes she was sexy and all that but she had a very worse personality.

That woman was a money grubber to the bones and was promiscuous as she had various relationship behind that useless father who didn't know he was being cucked almost three times a week. How did I knew this info? I will tell you as a young master some of my classmates would do anything to please me or to get into my good books.

It was a perk of being a young master, I used my friends (Two-faced Money Grubbers) as tools by making a spy network which could help in information gathering by hacking or rumours. And Bingo, I found out my step mom true nature. After that I started avoiding her as she might even eye me to pop my cherry.

And at last my useless father always pushed me towards his ideals. I have been fed up of his daily ramblings about engagement/marriage with his friends political family. Because of his pressure, I can't even afford to focus on to buy mature woman/ Onee-san figurines or watch h*ntai peacefully.

That was blasphemy as for a otaku myself whose life depended on limited genres would rather commit suicide. I always dreamt of getting reincarnate/transmigrate/regressed to feel mother's love again.

Finally the day of reckoning came when my father arrived with a contract which told about my engagement with the royal princess of the country. Who was some damned teenager with materialistic vibe. My last string of patience was cut as my father was even deciding my future too.

"RrrryuttoooOOO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!? COME HERE AND KOWTO-"

I tore the contract infront of his face and ran towards my room. I could hear his yells until I closed my room door. I had already planned to commit su*c*de as this life was valueless where I can't even follow my desire and got forced to follow like a puppet.

Fortunately I had bought a slow poison a hard disk filled with 'NTR' genre h*ntai. You can already guess what I did. Inserting that hard disk, I watched every episode but by bit of that heart quenching genre. Alas, I passed away while sobbing with utter depression and heart break.

"This is the end of Sakuya Haruto, mum wouldn't be happy if she watches me from heaven, there's only one regret I wouldn't be able to meet you mom." With my last words my soul left my body as I presumed everything turned black after I watched my whole life turn infront of me in span of minute like a reel.

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After a fraction of second, I found myself in pitch black boundless space. Nothing I could see, nothing I could perceive, nor I can move. I was just a soul with features like amoeba but can't move as I don't have any perception of any directions.

'I guess I'm still alive, it seems I can't achieve rest even after my death. Well, it's feels warm somehow.'

Unnatural it may seem but even after my death, I can think, my thought stream was as it is that of before death. The only support to give me composure were my past memories as they held in together.

'Still to think I died because of extreme stress and depression caused by NTR. Umu, I don't want to feel that awful again. And why do I remember them so properly & clearly akin to Photographic Memory. Something is definitely wrong with my head!'

Time kept on passing while he kept on thinking as it didn't even existed. In this way days, months and years passed away but he remained in that void without any force to move him ahead.

The darkness was affecting his soul from time to time, the only thing keeping him sane was his memories and some explicit H*ntai. Fortunately a light appeared in that void of darkness, which was getting bigger and bigger as time passed.

'Finally this must be my new lif-'

Before I could complete my monologue, all of sudden a type of compression was applied on my soul pushing me out of that timeless dark void. To the light which almost blinded me to death.

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